I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

In the heavy water lake, the battle situation is still anxious.

The three of Wan Xing broke out with all their strength, but it was still difficult to take down the Rain Calling Tianjiao. The two sides were at a stage of inseparability.

And this is undoubtedly quite unfavorable to the three of them.

Because this place is a land of three thousand weak waters, the aura of heaven and earth is extremely thin, once the true energy is exhausted, it will be difficult to recover in a short time, and they will be in a situation where they are slaughtered.

"It must be broken!"

Daoist Wan Xing thought of this, and thought of Shen Yuanyi who was hiding in the dark, and suddenly he made a decision.

He once again entangled with the rain-calling dragon with the wronged soul, and then his body suddenly retreated, and when he waved his sleeve robe, densely packed spell runes suddenly appeared on the surface of the wronged soul's body.

At this moment, the wronged soul let out a shrill scream, and his whole body shrank rapidly, while the spell runes all over the surface of his body shone more and more strangely.

Faintly, the void suddenly darkened, and a vicious and strange fluctuation spread from Yuanhun's body, causing Yunshi and Ziqing who were beside him to change their complexions, and retreated without hesitation.

This is the final change of Wan Xing's martial arts supernatural power, Demon Soul!

Once this method is used, this carefully cultivated soul will unleash the strongest blow, and its power can even obliterate the fourth heavenly saint in the round.

But after one blow, this soul will be completely dissipated.

In other words, Wan Xing's decades of hard work will be wiped out, and the progress of this martial arts supernatural power will be reset to zero!

"go!"

Looking at the demonic soul in front of him, a hint of distress flashed in Wan Xing's eyes.

But immediately, with firm eyes, he shouted violently, and the demon soul wrapped in black runes burst out, and rushed directly towards the rain-calling dragon.

"Tear!"

In mid-air, the demon soul laughed ferociously, with tears of blood dripping from its pupils, its performance was extremely bloody and ferocious, making one's hair stand on end.

It seems that the deepest fear in my heart is aroused, and I will tremble involuntarily.

It flitted across the air like an afterimage, and slammed into the rain-calling dragon. The breath in his body swelled to its peak under the blessing of the spell rune.

Such terrifying energy fluctuations are enough to make the elite saints at the peak of the four heavens stand ready.

And at this time.

In the rain curtain in the distance, the flood dragon who called the wind and rain also instinctively sensed the danger. Although he had no intelligence, his deepest instinct still made him want to avoid this blow.

"Boom!"

I saw the Jiaoyu Tianjiao raised its head and roared, and suddenly there was a circle of invisible Dao Yun ripples, as if a little bit of wind and rain rules were stirred, causing the surface of the weak water to burst open, and a strong wind swept from the void.

The terrifying wind seems to be able to corrupt the world, with an aura of destruction, and the weak water also rolls up and merges with it in the fierce wind, finally forming a terrifying wave that can eliminate everything. Black waterspout.

"Peng!"

At this moment, the sky darkened, billowing dark clouds enveloped the lake, and the purple lightning was also induced to shuttle back and forth among the clouds.

And a continuous black waterspout ran across the lake, slamming fiercely at the terrifying demon soul. Compared with it, the momentum of the demon soul was not worth mentioning.

"burst!"

At the moment when the demon soul was approaching, Wan Xing yelled again, and without hesitation directly detonated the demon soul that had been cultivated for many years.

In an instant, the world was silent.

The sky above the entire lake was quietly darkened.

The two extremely tyrannical attacks collided with each other, and the loud noise did not spread as imagined.

On the contrary, it made the surroundings fall into an absolute silence, and it seemed that even the sound propagating in the void was eliminated.

The suffocating atmosphere is simply palpitating.

But fortunately, that absolutely silent environment didn't last long. Yunshi and Ziqing saw that in the center, there was an extremely terrifying black turbulent eruption, rushing towards the Rain Calling Sky Jiao.

On the premise of self-destructing a martial arts supernatural power, Taoist Wan Xing was slightly better than this offensive.

"Crack!"

The black turbulence swept across, and wherever it passed, it shattered the void layer by layer, leaving a space mark that was difficult to heal in a short time, and then wrapped in endless space fragments, covering the front Call the rainy dragon.

"Bang bang bang!"

It was as powerful as a mountain torrent accompanied by a rolling boulder, but the rain-calling dragon fell into a disadvantage with its move, so it could only resist this terrifying backlash force.

In the eyes of everyone, the black turbulence washed away like a mountain torrent.

And even though the Yutianjiao's body is hundreds of feet long, it is like a fish swimming in the river at this moment, without any ability to resist, and can only passively sink and float in it, enduring the energy impact of indiscriminate bombardment.

Under such circumstances, even if the body of the Yutian Jiao was as hard as an ordinary treasure, one after another scales were broken, leaving bloody holes and hideous scars on the Jiao's body.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by a miserable scream.

Finally, the dark torrent raged past, and the Yutianjiao had countless scars all over its body. In the middle of its body, there was a transparent blood hole that was as thick as a person's waist. , looks hideous and terrifying.

At this time, the Rain Calling Jiao was already traumatized.

But looking at his animal pupils, the blood in his eyes faded a lot after he was injured in World War I, and a trace of clarity appeared.

Immediately, Huanyu Tianjiao shouted angrily at the three of Wan Xing, and the body of the Jiaoyu suddenly shot into the heavy water lake and disappeared.

Under his own trauma, Huanyu Tianjiao seemed to feel that the three of them were a hard bone, so he retreated temporarily.

Seeing this, Daoren Wan Xing, who had consumed a lot, couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. After all, self-destruction of his wronged soul was already his limited trump card.

But if you look closely at Taoist Wan Xing's eyes, you can find that while relaxing, there is still a trace of worry, because the ending is a little different from what he imagined.

He originally thought that he could use the demon soul to self-detonate to severely injure the Yutianjiao, but in fact, the opponent was injured, but he was not fatally hit. This time the opponent retreats, it is inevitable that he will come back again.

"Two fellow daoists, self-explosive supernatural powers cost me a lot. I'm afraid I can only rely on two of them for the next journey across the heavy water lake."

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, Wan Xing was not polite, he looked at Ziqing and the two and said indifferently, and then recovered on his own while holding a piece of holy crystal.

But Ziqing and Yunshi looked at each other and did not refuse, so the wooden boat continued to move forward.

In another battlefield, after releasing the God of Fire, Zhang Yi had already killed the Tongtian Lingjiao!