My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Yaizhen Dragon Soul was probably also angered. Just as Duanmu Linxiu shouted angrily, he also roared to the sky. Dragon scale-like cloud patterns appeared on his body. In an instant, his momentum increased greatly, and he slapped the towering mountain peak again. broken.

Before the remaining power of the dragon's power was exhausted, it fell on Ji Mingfeng. The little old lady swayed violently, and strands of blood oozed from the corners of her mouth.

"Old thief Duanmu, I will fight with you!" Ji Mingfeng knew that he was no match for Duanmu Linxiu, so he fiercely made a hand seal out of grief and anger.

A piece of blood suddenly appeared between her eyebrows, intertwined with the golden light of the holy pearl, like a red-gold tide, pouring into the wooden staff in her hand.

In just a moment, her already old face grew dozens of years older, and her figure quickly became rickety, as if she were an ancient tree that had reached the end of its life.

"Great Elder, stop!" Jiang Liangshi and others' expressions changed drastically, and they exclaimed at the same time.

"Great elder, be careful!" The disciples of the Dark Witch on the opposite side also looked horrified and shouted at Duanmu Linxiu.

"Not good!" In the Holy Witch Hall, Song Yu'an also trembled.

"What is she doing?" Luo Enen and others did not understand what Ji Mingfeng was doing, but they also felt a panic coming from deep inside.

"Destiny Shaman Soul, she wants to activate the Destiny Shaman Soul!" Song Yuan's voice was trembling slightly.

"The Destiny Shaman Soul is the foundation of the ancient witchcraft. Once it is activated, it can mobilize the power of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, erupting with power that far exceeds its own cultivation level. However, the Destiny Shaman Soul can only be activated once in a lifetime. After one time, , your body will be completely shattered, your bones will be shattered, and your soul will fly away." Song Yu'an quickly explained before anyone could ask.

The hearts of Luo Enen and others sank fiercely. Although they still knew little about the Destiny Shaman Soul, the meaning was clear: to put it bluntly, opening the Destiny Shaman Soul is similar to self-destructing the Holy Soul, both of which use extreme means to greatly increase combat power. . The difference is that one can save one's life by self-destructing the Holy Soul, and can even practice again, but it is more difficult and risky to practice again. But if one activates the Destiny Shaman Soul, he will definitely die, and there is no chance of any luck.

Crazy, this old woman is crazy.

"Ji Minfeng, you are crazy!" Duanmu Linxiu had the same idea. Seeing Ji Minfeng activate the Destiny Shaman Soul, his expression suddenly changed.

"Hahahaha, old thief Duanmu, even if I die, I will not let your conspiracy succeed!" Ji Mingfeng held up his wooden staff and laughed wildly.

"I have already said that the Dark Witch Clan returned to the Holy Witch Valley just to deal with the catastrophe, and there was absolutely no conspiracy." Duanmu Linxiu argued again, angry and anxious.

"Ziwei, open your eyes and look. I will kill the old thief Duanmu right now, and I will avenge you, hahahaha..." Ji Mingfeng, however, seemed oblivious and continued to laugh crazily.

The red-gold light continued to pour into the wooden staff like a flood that broke a bank. Amidst the soft "click" sound, the cracks on the wooden staff spread like spider webs. In mid-air, the mountain peaks condensed again, becoming more solid and majestic than before, bringing great pressure to people.

Seeing that Ji Mingfeng had completely lost his mind, Duanmu Linxiu could only helplessly raise his wooden staff and activate the Destiny Shaman Soul.

Although he was stronger than Ji Mingfeng, the opponent's greatly increased combat power when the Destiny Shaman Soul was activated was not something he could resist relying on his own strength. He had no choice at all.

It's all death anyway, at least, it won't be too cowardly.

Light patterns of the same red gold color were injected into it, and the wooden staff cracked. Not only was the dragon soul Yazhen in mid-air covered with dragon scales, but there were also dark clouds outside, with lightning and thunder between the clouds, full of murderous intent.

To put it bluntly, this great elder has been blinded by hatred. The pain of losing her son made her completely lose her mind. Just pitiful and pathetic