Crossing Soldiers

Chapter 764 Soul Destruction

(Chapter two is here!)

In the main mansion of the Qitian Star, Utnard and others in the living room were all looking solemnly at the battle between Leng Feng and Nawota.

Although Wei Siyin did not speak, she was very worried about Leng Feng's current situation, as can be seen from her frown.

A trace of anxiety flashed in Ya'an's eyes, and Leng Jing, who had just ran over, clenched a fist.

Gu Letian, a senior military officer, also looked at the three-dimensional image solemnly. As the s-level peak powerhouse, he is about to step into the s-level peak, but Leng Feng is participating in the competition of the first-tier stars.

Although Gu Letian was very comfortable watching this level of competition, he could also see that Leng Feng, the chief of the Imperial Capital River System, was experiencing a fierce battle at this moment.

Leng Feng's previous battles were very easy to win, even if it was a field attrition war with Na Kuncha, it did not seem to be dangerous.

However, in this battle, Leng Feng is running around in the special field formed by countless black threads, and he doesn't see his opponents above the combat area, which naturally makes them greatly worried.

The cold front at this moment, it was as if nothing could be seen, it was exactly like an attack on an invisible opponent, multiple attacks and teleports that consumed energy, all doing useless work, they naturally meant something.

Utnard's face was solemn, and he slowly said in a voice: "Unexpectedly, someone from the Illusion Clan has once again cultivated into the illusion realm, and the level is not low. I hope my brother can support this level!"

When he finished speaking, all of them were surprised, because they saw that the cold front in the three-dimensional image suddenly disappeared within the combat area.

"Uncle Lord, why is my father Feng missing?" Leng Jing immediately jumped from her seat into the air, her face full of horror and worry.

"Jing sit down!" Ya'an saw a hint of joy in Leng Feng's disappearance, and quickly shouted to Leng Jing in a low voice.

"Oh!" Seeing her mother's words, Leng Jing had to return to her seat in fear, but her eyes kept looking at the three-dimensional image.

Utnard did not answer Leng Jing's words, he just quietly looked at the three-dimensional image.

In the realm of illusion, such a powerful skill, which is extremely difficult to cultivate, can actually appear in this imperial capital noble officer selection competition. Utnard was surprised.

Even with the space treasure, the attack under this illusion is not a simple external attack, but to guide the soul and internal energy of the person to cause harm to oneself. This is the terrifying part of the illusion field.

Therefore, Utnard couldn't answer Leng Jing's question. He just hoped that Leng Feng could survive this level. If he couldn't make it, he would only fall away.

Even if Utnard attaches great importance to the cold front, he cannot help the cold front. Participating in the noble officer trials is inherently extremely risky. Various powerhouses with different skills gather from the huge river systems and star clusters of the empire. The elite powerhouses of hundreds of millions of races gather, and Leng Feng is just one of them. It's just a member. Even though he is strong, he is not the only one.

"Brother, since yours once killed the thousand-eyes soul attacking powerhouse, you will naturally have the opportunity to break through the illusion. Now that you have enabled the stealth of the spatial treasure, you should be trying to escape the influence of the illusion. Work hard. The organization has given you a chance to enter the wonderland, and you only need to wait for you to reach the entry standard. Before that, you must overcome the current difficulties!"

Utnard dignifiedly watched the black fog that was continuously emerging from the three-dimensional image, and could not help but meditate in his heart.

...

In the battle area, the cold front in the background of assimilation, the dark matter energy crystals emerging from the body's surface instantly envelop him.

"call!"

Leng Feng let out a long sigh of relief, and the unreal feeling finally disappeared.

"That's it!"

The cold front, whose body's perception had recovered, immediately revealed a large amount of black mist in the combat area.

The movement of the black fog is extremely special, and it seems to be constantly changing at any time. There are thousands of special movements produced in the black fog, and layer by layer of rhythms are produced in the entire combat area.

"It turns out that Wota is relying on these movements to cause the soul body in my body to be affected and fall into the illusion." Leng Feng exclaimed secretly.

If it weren't for taking a large amount of dark matter crystalline energy from u in the subspace, and isolating the body from the outside world, it would be really difficult for Leng Feng to escape the illusion of Wota.

It can be said that Wota's illusion formed by dark matter energy did not really attack Leng Feng's body.

But on the soul level, Leng Feng felt the attack of the star blade and the huge pitch black cube.

That kind of attack directly affects Leng Feng's soul body, causing Leng Feng to feel that he is being actually attacked, mobilizing the energy of other **** in his body to sway in his body, and ultimately causing himself to harm himself.

After regaining consciousness and perception, Leng Feng immediately noticed that Navota was at the top of the battle area tens of kilometers, his face dignified and continuously released dark matter energy, trying to stabilize the dark matter field after losing his target.

This is the second time that Leng Feng has come into contact with an opponent who can possess such a powerful total amount of dark matter, and it is another form of expression in the dark matter domain, completely at two different levels from his dark matter vision.

"In order for me to show up, he actually spread his consciousness like substance in the dark matter realm! This Volta's soul body is much stronger than the soul body in my body. No wonder it can make me fall into the illusion."

"It's a pity! In any case, you wouldn't expect that the dark matter energy in my subspace is hundreds of billions of times that of yours. If you were to be a person, I'm afraid you have been seriously injured or fallen at this moment, right? Wata, your opponent like me I can never leave you in the world."

Thinking of the previous attack, Leng Feng's eyes shot a cold light.

"brush!"

The cold front, in the background of assimilation, teleported directly to Warta at the top of the battle area.

"Why still can't feel that Yu Feng Nade, it's not good..." Warta, who was controlling the dark matter energy to search for the location of the cold front, was a little anxious at first, but then he felt a chill that made him feel cold.

Immediately, he felt the whole person plunged into a large cloud of mist like black crystals.

"Here is... Yu Feng Nader? You... how can you see me? Like this black crystal, this is a dark matter crystal? It's over!" Wota's face finally showed extreme panic.

"Warta! You are really powerful, and you let me fall into the illusion for so long. You can die!" Leng Feng shouted in a low voice with a flash of cold light in his eyes.

In the background of assimilation, the black mist condensed like crystals instantly penetrated Wota's body, attacking the twelve layers of life imprints in his body.

At the same time, Leng Feng also swiftly swung the blazing silver long knife in his hand, and swung tens of millions around the Wota, which almost caused him to fall to the top, in less than a second.

The golden and rǔ white blade light, coupled with the black crystalline mist attack, firstly Wota’s body shattered, and then his twelve-layer life mark also shattered under the cold front vigorously attacked, finally branding the core soul Also smashed.

"Wow!"

Leng Feng quickly retracted the dark matter crystalline mist into his body and slowly returned it to the subspace.

Next, the assimilation background state of the space treasure was lifted, and a large group of golden u-blocks and golden blood spilled down from the sky.

Leng Feng slowly descended in the upward direction of Warta's blood, and the expression on his face returned to a calm state again.

It took dozens of seconds for Volta's blood to fall to the ground in the battle area, and the cold front was suspended in the air about a kilometer above the ground motionless, waiting for the arrival of the next player.

Before the judging system of the fighting arena determines that Warta is dead, Leng Feng will have a few minutes to repair his internal injuries.

Leng Feng's injury in the illusion just now was not light. The energy of various genres in his body was somewhat disturbed. Nearly 20% of the cell tissues in his body needed to be repaired before all functions could be restored.

The black mist in the battle area gradually dissipated, and Leng Feng's figure appeared in the eyes of all the audience, but Navota had disappeared, only the countless broken golden body **** on the ground reflected in the audience's eyes.

"Yeah! This Yu Feng Nad won, and Nawota was defeated. I can get three times the income! Fortunately, I made a bet in time. This Yu Feng Nad can be regarded as a dark horse. Although ranked only 98, it has a fighting power. But no less than the top ten players!"

In the stands, an eagle-faced old man who looked so old that he couldn't even open his eyes had a clear smile on his wrinkled face, and he held a token in his huge hand.

It was a red star warrior token, showing that his identity was at least a middle-level manager in the star warrior, and his identity seemed much higher than Utnard.

"God! Big Brother Walter actually failed. Even if he can condense his body, I am afraid it will be difficult for him to continue to participate in the competition. How is this possible? My 100,000 crystal coins, but I have only saved up in the Quartermaster Department for many years. His belongings." Maoya was in the stands, looking sad, he now has a dead heart.

One hundred thousand crystal coins, that is all the hope that Maoya has not come from after the military retires. With that big fortune, he can go to other empires to buy a star field and become the lord behind closed doors. What a delightful thing.

However, in order to be able to have more wealth, Maoya bet all the coins, because he believes that Wota will win. Wota is his teacher's most beloved disciple for hundreds of millions of years, and the only one who can inherit the teacher's fantasy skills Disciples of inheritance.

But now, Wota's body shattered, the cold front clearly won, and Maoya's future prospects instantly vanished, which naturally made him feel like he was in an ice prison.

"Haha! Yu Fengnad won, and I got three times the income! That's more than 200 million rascoins, and three times is 600 million. Earned!"

"It's miserable! That Walter has never failed. He can always defeat his opponent easily. How can he finally lose the game if he forces his opponent to surrender? How can I add up the merchant group funds that I misappropriated?

"Hmm! That Yu Feng Nad is good, he actually defeated the opponent again, but why the system hasn't judged yet, what are you waiting for?"

For a time, in the tens of thousands of kilometers in diameter, countless spectators, 60% of the spectators turned their sights on the battle area where Leng Feng was located. This is probably what Leng Feng did not expect in advance.

Three minutes later, the protective shield around the battle area disappeared instantly, and several lines of huge Doras characters appeared in the sky, each of which was nearly a kilometer in size.

"After the system scans, it is determined that player Walter is dead! Player Yu Fengnad won the highest score of this game."

For a time, almost 90% of the audience were in the stereo menu in front of their seats, and received the message that Leng Feng killed his opponent. Most of the audience looked at the stereo menu in surprise and replayed the scene of Leng Feng's previous battle with Warta.

However, the scene they brought up again, when the cold front killed Warta, was completely in a large cloud of black fog, no one can see how the cold front killed Warta from this kind of video record.

You must know that if you want to kill the first-order powerhouse in the starry sky, unless you can destroy the opponent's body so that there is not even a single cell left, you must also destroy the opponent's soul body.

It is actually very difficult for a strong person of the same level to kill the opponent.

But Leng Feng did not destroy Water's body so that nothing was left. The corpse fragments all over the ground proved that Leng Feng should have killed Water on the level of the soul body.

Therefore, all the audience began to reassess the combat effectiveness of the cold front.

"The space-based skills and the gold-water two-line attack skills have teleport skills, and they also have defensive weapons. The soul body defense is also very strong. The black mist is obviously the soul attack skills released by Wota, but it is only talented. Within a few minutes, that Yu Feng Nade can defeat Warta, and it must be the soul body that can break Warta's attack and eventually cause skill backlash. This should be the cause of the death of Warta."

Many players who failed in the preliminary and semi-finals analyzed in the same way in the stands.

They were the strong men who survived the battle with Warta, and naturally knew that the soul attack skills were in danger of backlash, so they quickly came to this conclusion.

They didn't know that Leng Feng did not make a counterattack on the illusion level, but took advantage of the absolute dark matter crystalline energy to forcibly kill Volta's soul body and shred Volta's body at the same time.

"This Yu Feng Nad's soul defense is so strong? It actually made the Wota skills of the fantasy realm close to the realm of Dacheng backlash~www.wuxiaspot.com~ how is this possible?" Drag Mozong immediately stood up on his seat.

Drag Mo leaned on the adjacent seat, his face also pale, but he clenched his fist and was speechless.

In just a few minutes, several fighters from the fighting field collected the Wota corpse fragments scattered within several kilometers into an alloy box and carried them away.

If the strong player in the game is dead, if there is a corpse left, it will naturally be cleaned up and sent to the burial of his tribe. This is the rule since ancient times.

After several shì left, a thin figure flew into the battle area like an arrow, and the protective shield instantly rose, covering him and Leng Feng in the battle area.

Leng Feng raised his eyes and saw that the thin figure was suspended ten kilometers before him, and a lovely smile appeared on his face.

After seeing the thin figure, Leng Feng narrowed his eyes and said in depression, "It turned out to be the number one! This game is too unreasonable. Why are the top ranked players arranged to play with me?"