Above the Immortal Cultivation

Faced with Kong Hua's terrifying and unknown sonic attack, Wang Lu felt that countless bright, transparent and magical silent sounds deep in his soul were frantically washing away and subverting all his thoughts, causing severe pain in his head.

This kind of pain is not the physical pain of broken hands and legs, but the wailing and skin-cutting pain from the soul.

"ah!"

Wang Lu screamed in pain, and Kui Niu's black light burst out with bursts of rich, ink-like light that quickly flowed up, down, left, and right around him. Only then did the pain ease slightly and the strange sound be blocked.

The Shengyin came with ferocious force and was unstoppable. The strange black curtain created by the fusion of his tyrannical magic power and strength seemed to be undefended, being freely entered and exited, stabbed to pieces.

This ocean-like all-pervasive sound wave magical power is just a prelude now. If it is allowed to get close, even if it does not die, the soul will be greatly damaged, and even worse, it will become unconscious and become possessed.

This is still the miserable current situation after he has perfected the Soul Realm. If it had been before, he might have been tricked and become the opponent's puppet.

Kong Hua had ulterior motives and was extremely vicious. He actually wanted to break his Taoist heart.

At this moment, except for high-level and low-level blood escape talismans that can avoid this disaster, any defense is useless.

Just thinking about using this magical power to make yourself surrender is simply unimaginable.

At this moment, there is only one fight.

In a flash of thought, Wang Lu came to a conclusion.

"Come!"

During the summons, a dark yellow talisman cloud that was two feet long and one foot wide came with lightning, and he was instantly covered with a yellow battle armor. Wang Lu's aura suddenly surged to an indescribable critical point.

This critical point is very strange. Although it has not broken through the late Yuanying stage, it far exceeds the late Yuanying stage.

"Swish, brush, brush, brush..."

Immediately afterwards, Wang Lu's eyes were as firm as the Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara, and his hands were moving rapidly. At one time, thousands of hands were fanning, pulling, patting, straightening, bending, pushing, or horizontal...

Following his lightning-like movements, countless huge spiritual powers shot out, circling, intertwining, intertwining and shuttling...

There was a sudden storm in the field, and a group of rich and pure green light surged out, layer upon layer, filling the space in the blink of an eye, like a dense green net that tightly wrapped the ubiquitous holy sound.

He wants to use his measure to attack his measure.

Seeing this, Kong Hua frowned slightly, gathered 80% of his mana, and pushed forward with both hands.

"Ka, ka, ka ka ka..."

In the blue net, strange sound blades are rushing across, and the chaotic sound is overwhelming, and they are about to rush out.

"the last point."

At the critical moment, with a loud shout from Wang Lu, the hands full of afterimages in front of him suddenly disappeared.

As soon as he said it, he saw Wang Lu holding his left hand behind his back and pointing steadily and forcefully in the air with his right index finger.

"Bah!"

As Wang Lu used his entire life's mana and 90% of his power, the green net instantly shrank into a blinding green sun the size of a fist.

"boom!"

Immediately, it exploded violently.

For a moment, green light splashed violently, countless light spots fell from the sky like a rainstorm, and the entire mountainside turned into a green world.

It is as bright and prosperous as in the prosperous times, and it is extremely beautiful.

"What!"

Xue Lian'er's face was filled with disbelief.

Not only was he shocked by the wonderful sight in front of him, but he was even more shocked by Wang Lu's ability to decipher the "Holy Sound of the Sea of ​​Books".

Although this is only one percent of the divine power of the Holy Sound, it is definitely not something that a Nascent Soul Stage monk can break.

According to the ancient records of the sages of the Kong family, without strong soul defense and extremely powerful offensive techniques, even if a strong person in the early stages of becoming a god faced the sacred sound produced by Kong Hua, he would not die but would be seriously injured.

And Wang Lu, a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, although his face was white and he was exhausted and unable to collapse, he was not harmed at all. This was completely different from the records. Could it be that he was a monster?

This also shows how unbreakable his soul is and how unstoppable the magical blade power he displays is.

The same idea as Xue Lian'er was Kong Xuan, who was quietly watching the fight in the cave.

At this time, he was struggling in his heart.

He wanted to go out and personally kill Wang Lu, who had broken his clan's peerless magical power, to eliminate the trouble, but secretly knew that he couldn't do it at all. He admired Wang Lu too much.

Wang Lu's astonishment completely surpassed everyone he had seen and known in this realm.

He has such extraordinary strength at such a young age, maybe it will be his hand that breaks the shackles of ascension.

Forty thousand years have passed, and many capable people and strangers have tried their best to break out of the trap, but in the end they have returned to ashes and died with reluctance and regret.

There is nothing more desolate than this in the world, and it really proves the saying, there is no greater sadness than the death of the heart.

For nothing else, just the small and humble possibility of "rescuing the monks in this world from the sea of ​​suffering" cannot kill him.

Even if this "possibility" is slim, it's always good to have hope.

Kong Hua looked at Wang Lu, who was pretending to be strong, and then wiped away the word "must kill" that suddenly appeared in his heart.

This opponent used his complete strength to show him a strong spirit of fighting to the end and never giving up. He used the power of the Nascent Soul to resist the Divine Stage without being defeated. It was really terrifying and respectable.

"Ah."

Putting away other thoughts, he smiled and said: "Brother Wang's extraordinary achievements have opened my eyes. I, Kong Hua, am convinced."

"Cough, cough."

"Brother Kong's supernatural power is unparalleled in ancient times and today. It is so powerful that it almost killed me. If I had offered my life as a reward, I would have gone to the King of Hell to report as a servant. Thank you to Brother Kong for your mercy."

Wang Lu knew very well that this was not Kong Hua's full strength, and it was impossible for him to kill him. For him, he was still of great use.

As for why he wanted to fight again, he knew it clearly.

Hmph, I'll remember this account.

Wang Lu's heart was full of mad horses, but he said nice things: "Hehe, after this battle, I believe Brother Kong can believe that I have the strength to fight side by side with you, right?"

Kong Hua said casually: "Brother Wang, you are joking. This fight is just to make up for the regret of the last time. We are in the same boat. There is no difference between you and me."

Kong Hua changed his face faster than turning a page of a book. It was simply a serious nonsense. If Wang Lu had not been as thick-skinned as a city wall and his mind was unwavering, his face would have changed long ago.

There was no way. For the great cause of the South China Sea Alliance and to create a force that truly belonged to him, he endured it and cooperated with the fist and said: "Brother Kong is noble, I believe we will succeed in one battle and take back all the glory we once had."

"Okay!"

The two looked at each other "with ulterior motives and incomparable sincerity". Under Kong Hua's hand, Wang Lu stepped into Kong Hua's territory for the first time.

The four figures slowly disappeared from the passage where Kong Hua and the other two came from.

At this point:

The layout was truly unfolding, and the curtain slowly opened.