Fighting the Supreme Realm

Xiao Yan and others struggled to get up, dragging their remaining bodies in the direction of each other. It seemed that the warmth was where their teammates were. The bloody footprints along the way were shocking. Everyone couldn't tell whether this was an illusion or not. They opened their mouths. I want to ask the sky where this is, but I can't say a word.

The road ahead is vast and unpredictable. Where is the other side? Where is paradise? The light has never been seen, but the sea of ​​suffering is boundless. .

From time to time along the road, I heard people talking in sleep, crying, or asking for help. Anxiety and fear, hesitation and helplessness, all kinds of negative emotions permeated the entire wilderness, and everyone's will was sinking little by little in this helpless wilderness. Go down.

"This should be an illusion." Xiao Yan shook his head desperately, feeling his own condition. Although his body was covered in blood, he felt no pain.

It's just that in this illusion, everyone has been corroded by negative emotions and lost their usual composure. If they continue to sink like this, when their will is completely desperate, then the body will die naturally.

Xiao Yan realized something was wrong, and powerful soul power filled the air. Wherever the soul power passed, the surrounding sleep chatter slowly disappeared.

"My analysis is correct, this is definitely an illusion." Xiao Yan used all his soul power to spread crazily in the direction of Le Shaolong and others.

As if Xiao Yan's resistance was sensed, the entire space trembled, and invisible soul waves wrapped around him, squeezing the area where Xiao Yan was.

The soul power that was desperately expanding only spread a few hundred meters, and it seemed to hit a thick invisible wall. It could no longer go any further. What made Xiao Yan even more terrifying was that the invisible squeeze was compressing step by step. , the encirclement is also shrinking little by little.

And where Xiao Yan's soul power was about to approach, Ziying was lying there, only a few steps away. Her body was broken, breathing heavily, and her whole body was cold. Her mouth was slightly open, and wisps of blood spilled from the corners of her mouth. The brilliance in her eyes was losing little by little. The tragic situation of her teammates in the illusion destroyed Ziying's confidence. , Despair is eroding her last persistence. As soon as her eyes are closed, Ziying will completely lose her life.

Not far from Ziying, the storm was also in danger. His eyes stared out, and his neck was bruised and covered with bloodstains. The purple-red finger marks were clearly visible, as if a pair of invisible hands had pinched his neck, causing his face to gradually turn ashen, just like Ziying. , the chance of survival is never far away.

With his companions in danger, Xiao Yan's eyes turned red with excitement, and his soul power suddenly surged, approaching the storm and Ziying. It's a pity that the world is so close, but the world is isolated from the world. No matter how hard Xiao Yan tries, the power of his soul does not advance but retreats. Invisible fluctuations always block Xiao Yan's only hope. At this time, the storm and purple shadow have already entered the gate of hell.

"No!" Xiao Yan roared heartbreakingly. He watched helplessly as his companion who lived with him day and night was about to die tragically in front of him. The pain that penetrated his heart and bones could not be described in words. Blood oozed from the corners of Xiao Yan's eyes, and he clicked Drops of blood slid down his cheeks and fell to the ground, splashing with blood.

"None of you are allowed to fall before I fall!" Xiao Yan raised his head and stared at the sky, roaring towards the sky, his chest filled with reluctance.

Along the way, there were ups and downs, and everyone worked together to help. They did not fall to the sea of ​​beasts, nor did they fall to the absolute disparity in force. But now they were about to fall in vain in the illusion. Xiao Yan was unwilling to accept it. Xiao Yan believed that everyone All his teammates were unwilling to do so.

In anger, the Blood Spirit Art in Xiao Yan's body suddenly started to move. The tiny bits of blood light in the space seemed to be attracted by the Blood Spirit Art, and traces of special energy crazily poured into Xiao Yan's body. Xiao Yan didn't know what these energies were, but he couldn't stop them. He only felt that after absorbing these energies, his soul power was greatly enhanced.

Dream Breaker would never have imagined that Xiao Yan, a three-star early-stage Dou Emperor, would actually have quasi-saint-level soul-like skills in his body. Although Xiao Yan is still far from being able to exert the power of the Blood Spirit Art, the Blood Spirit Art itself has a lot of resistance to the damage to the soul. Secondly, what even Xiao Yan doesn't know is that the Blood Spirit Art can not only cultivate the soul Its special energy can also swallow up all the soul blood in the world and turn it into the power of one's own soul! Because Dream Breaker has been baptized by his soul and possessed by evil blood, his soul power has rich blood attributes, which just provides a great source of nourishment for Xiao Yan's soul power.

Previously, the fighting skills performed by Dream Breaker did not contain enough blood energy to activate the devouring ability of Xiao Yan's Blood Spirit Art. Now, Dream Breaker used the ultimate trick "Blood Illusion Forbidden Sky". The power of the soul swept across the sky, and the blood energy was extremely rich, enough to activate it. The devouring ability of the Blood Spirit Art.

Even Qing Haoran didn't know that the Blood Spirit Art had this effect. Xiao Yan was a blessing in disguise. It was truly a blessing in disguise.

With the help of the special energy of the Blood Spirit Art, Xiao Yan's soul power was rapidly increasing, but Xiao Yan soon felt that the increase in soul power was just the energy absorbed by the Blood Spirit Art, which was equivalent to borrowing strength. , does not belong to oneself, only a very small part, after layers of tempering, has been transformed into the power of one's own soul.

"Is the blood spirit art mainly about converting energy and improving the temporary soul attack?" Xiao Yan thought to himself, the excitement that had just risen subsided, and he was a little disappointed with the quasi-holy title of the blood spirit art.

In fact, Xiao Yan didn't know that this was because his current level of blood spirit art was too low and he was unable to absorb and convert a large amount of energy into his own.

With the help of the Blood Spirit Art, Xiao Yan was like a tiger with even more wings, and he used Huang Quan's Fury one after another, sweeping around and creating a huge storm.

The two soul powers are constantly colliding in this illusion.

Although Dream Breaker's soul power is stronger than Xiao Yan, but now under the special energy conversion of the Blood Spirit Art, it is beginning to disintegrate like ice and snow.

Xiao Yan's soul power swept across Ziying, and Ziying's complexion began to soften, the light in his eyes lit up a little, and his face gradually became rosy.

Seeing that it was effective, Xiao Yan's expression was greatly improved, and the power of his soul continued to spread towards the storm. With continuous replenishment, but being restrained by the Blood Spirit Artillery, Xiao Yan's soul power finally broke through the barrier and arrived in time when the storm had only the last glimmer of life left.

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