Fighting the Supreme Realm

Chapter 97: Killing the Yi Mo Cult (2)

Therefore, with Xiao Yan's current state, if he wants to kill the black-robed man, he can only change his emotions, which is the third state of "anger", and directly use the power of his soul to merge heaven and earth and attack the opponent's soul. It worked.

"'Cang Qiong Han' is indeed extraordinary, but the requirements are too high. If you don't say anything else, just by cultivating the second realm to the extreme, you don't know how far your understanding of the sky will be." Xiao Yan was a little helpless. He murmured, "Why don't you try the power of anger now? I have the deepest understanding of this realm. I believe I will be able to surprise myself."

As he said, Xiao Yan looked at the man in black robe who bit his lip stubbornly and stared at the night sky resentfully, and smiled coldly in his heart.

The environment of the soul space has changed again. A river of blood hangs above the sky, red mist covers the sky, and blood is everywhere in the sky and on the ground.

The biting chill reached people's souls. The man in black robe, who had never experienced such a scene before, couldn't help but shiver. He immediately became alert and looked around vigilantly.

"The sky is angry and the world is cold." Xiao Yan shouted angrily, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a fierce light suddenly appeared in his dark eyes.

The river of blood that moves according to the heart rolls up into the sky, with nine waves of blood, one wave higher than the other, rolling towards the man in black robe. At the same time, the red blood mist stirred up is like a blade, like a sword's radiance, and a sharp wind-breaking force. Qi roared out, like a streak of bloody lightning, attacking the man in black robe.

"It's just an illusion." The black-robed man's eyes were cold, and the chains brought up thousands of phantoms, which were hard to distinguish from reality, and stabbed fiercely into the waves of blood. Rather than saying it was a confrontation, it would be more appropriate to say it was a release of the panic and fear in this ghostly space. The man in black robe felt that his depressed heart was relieved a lot with this all-out attack.

As soon as the chain came into contact with the blood wave, it was like hitting an invisible wind film, penetrating the blood wave without spending any effort.

"It's really just a trick. Apart from this trick, is there any way you can injure grandpa's muscles and bones?" The man in black robe was overjoyed and shouted arrogantly like thunder.

"You might as well give it a try to see if you are making a fool of yourself." Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the sneer followed the blood wave.

Xiao Yan's words made the man in black robe shrink slightly, and his battle-experienced body suddenly instinctively gave him a bad premonition in his heart. However, he only had time to strengthen the fighting spirit armor on his body, and the man in black robe was overwhelmed. In the blood waves and red mist.

The blood wave reached his body, and the man in black robe realized that the armor with condensed fighting spirit was just like the battle between the blood wave and the chain. With only a slight stagnation, the blood wave penetrated the body and went straight to the sea of ​​soul consciousness. If the sea of ​​soul consciousness is destroyed, the man in black robe will have no choice but to die.

"What a perverted soul fighting skill, and it actually ignores the fighting spirit defense." At this time, the man in black robe finally understood that what Xiao Yan said was true, but it was already too late, the blood wave had already arrived in front of the soul consciousness sea gate.

In fact, the Fury of the Sky does not completely ignore the fighting spirit defense, but the black-robed man's five-star primary fighting spirit has no advantage in front of Xiao Yan's powerful soul power.

"Hold on tight for me." The man in black robe was in a state of confusion at this time, and he hurriedly mobilized all his soul power to form multiple barriers, trying to stop the invasion of blood waves.

But the ninth level of the blood wave, containing the anger of the sky, was not something that the man in black robe could stop. The man in black robe only resisted the third level of blood wave, and then the barrier was torn apart by the power of the soul that came one after another, and rushed into the soul. In the sea of ​​consciousness.

The power of the soul that broke through the obstacles became even more unscrupulous, and the blood waves swept across the sea of ​​soul consciousness of the man in black robes with the force of thundering waves, and the place he passed was stained with blood red.

Chapter 97: Killing the Yi Mo Cult (3)

The man in black robe screamed, holding his head and rolling in the air. The collapse of the sea of ​​soul consciousness made his pale face distorted in pain. Thin beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his brain was like thousands of steel needles trying to penetrate. When he came out, blood kept pouring out from his eyes, nose, and ears, soaking the black robe, and then flowed down from the air, and stunning blood flowers bloomed on the ground.

"If you come to my Xiao clan and run wild, you will have the consciousness of death." Xiao Yan looked indifferently at the dying man in black robe who was falling weakly, with a cold look on the corner of his mouth. He held the Heavenly Fire Eternal Ruler tightly in his right hand and turned his body sideways. Immediately, he suddenly turned around, and the Heavenly Fire Eternal Ruler in his hand was treated as a spear by Xiao Yan and flew out of his hand, turning into a beam of fire and piercing the body of the man in black robe.

The strong remaining energy was gone, and the black-robed man's body flew nearly a hundred feet, and inserted into the mountain wall of the valley with a "bang" sound.

"The power of 'Cang Qionghan' is indeed boundless, and a cross-level battle is nothing more than that." Xiao Yan smiled lightly, waved his hand, and the power of his soul suddenly withdrew, and the illusory space disappeared without a trace.

Everything reappeared in front of everyone. Looking at the lifeless black-robed man hanging on the cliff with his hands hanging down, almost no one dared to believe their eyes.

A stick of incense had just passed before Xiao Yan was in crisis, and his life or death was uncertain. But in the blink of an eye, the man in black robe had passed away to the west, while Xiao Yan fell down gracefully and without any damage.

"What kind of strength does this boy have? Not only his fighting spirit and fighting skills can overpower Dou Emperors of the same level, but his soul fighting skills can also cross levels and instantly kill a five-star Dou Emperor!"

Xiao Yao was surprised and rolled his eyes helplessly. Even if he faced Xiao Yan, there was almost no hope of winning. This kid was too outrageous.

Compared to Xiao Yao's sigh, the scene was deathly silent, and even the sound of the wind could be clearly heard.

However, the silence did not last long. The Xiao Clan coalition forces who quickly confirmed the fact burst into loud cheers. Everyone waved their weapons, stamped their feet on the ground, and shouted loudly: "Xiao Yan! Xiao Yan!" “Morale is higher than ever.

"Your biggest dependence has disappeared, are you still stubbornly resisting?" Xiao Yan's face darkened, his eyebrows furrowed, and he sneered to wake up the Yi Mo Cult members who were still in a daze.

When the Yi Mo Cult members reacted and saw that the tree had fallen, their remaining fighting spirit completely collapsed. They threw down their weapons and ran for their lives in all directions. No matter how angry the Yi Mo Cult leader was, it was of no avail.

"Don't let anyone go!" Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, with a fierce light in his eyes, and issued a pursuit order. At the same time, "Cang Qionghan" was used again. Wherever the power of the soul went, waves of blood followed like shadows, and figures fell down one after another like harvesting rice.

Seeing Xiao Yanwei, everyone was naturally not willing to lag behind.

Xiao Zhan's figure skyrocketed and transformed into the Golden Sky Roaring Tiger. His body of thousands of feet almost blocked half of the sky. Without using any fighting skills, he struck out with a hundred-foot-wide tiger palm against the ground, and a huge palm print was imprinted in the valley, dozens of feet deep, and all the Yi Mo Cult members who were enveloped were turned into meat. , without any suspense.

The Yi Mo Cult members who had narrowly escaped death were heartbroken and quickly dispersed, fleeing in all directions in an attempt to avoid Xiao Zhan's tiger palm. However, for Xiao Zhan's huge figure, he could cover a large area with just a raise of his hands and feet. How could these skirmishers be able to escape?

Xiao Zhan just waved his hands and stamped his feet, harvesting a large amount of life as if he were just strolling in the garden.

Xiao Zhan's achievements fell in the eye of the storm. The storm smiled slightly and raised his staff high. The rich cyan fighting spirit condensed quickly, forming countless light cyan energy wind blades.

The wind blades condensed more and more, and finally became densely packed, surrounding the storm. Following the guidance of the storm staff, they interlocked to form a hurricane that destroyed the world.

With a wave of the storm staff, the hurricane shot towards the Yi Demon Cult members. The rapidly rotating hurricane was so fast that it covered nearly a quarter of the valley in an instant. As the wind blade passed by, there was an endless sound of "chichi". , whether it was the ground or the cliff, there were deep scratches left. All the Yi Mo Cult members who were swept in only had time to scream, and they were already cut into pieces, and a canopy of blood mist was quickly covered. the entire valley.