Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

Chapter 1033 If you compete with me in mental attacks, you are looking for death.

When Huang Ling'er saw those fallen angels full of evil aura, a trace of fear appeared on her pretty face.

This thing looks like a human but not a human, looks like a ghost but not a ghost, and is full of evil flavor. It is even scarier than the Winged Dragon King!

After Jiang Tian finished speaking, he directly pushed Huang Ling'er behind him to guard her tightly, and slowly closed his eyes, as if falling asleep.

Saint Joan of Arc immediately stayed away for fear of harming the fish in the pond.

But she didn't dare to run far. She didn't know if Jiang Tian, ​​the evil star, would kill her. After all, she didn't have Jiang Tian's permission.

And Lucihua's silver hair was flying in the wind, a defiant and contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were cruel, but he said nothing and made a gesture.

Suddenly, the dark wind roared and the waves surged into the sky!

The shouts of killing were earth-shattering!

A terrible breath of death filled every corner of the world, and there was a freezing cold of three thousand miles. People all heard the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, as if the door to hell had been opened!

Immediately, tens of thousands of sinful angels vibrated their wings and flew, taking their positions, surrounding Jiang Tian in the center like a heavenly and earthly net.

After three breaths.

Saint Joan of Arc came to the sky several kilometers away from the encirclement, suspended and watched.

I saw tens of thousands of angels, each holding different weapons, occupying a radius of several kilometers, densely surrounding Jiang Tian from all directions, like a ball composed of black angels.

And Jiang Tian is located at the center of the ball.

There were so many sinful angels and the crowd was so dense that from her position, Jiang Tian could not be seen.

Jiang Tian hugged Huang Ling'er's waist and suddenly opened his eyes. The purple thunder rings deep in his pupils kept shrinking and spreading.

He didn't say a word and just started to kill.

Bang!

The purple thunder pupils exploded, two purple thunderbolts about a hundred meters long, as thick as a bucket, instantly blasted a hole in the Angel of Sin.

With this blow, hundreds of angels were electrocuted into flying ashes and died instantly, their bodies and souls annihilated together.

Jiang Tian has returned after thousands of years of cultivation. He has been a man for two lifetimes, and his combat experience is so rich that it is like an encyclopedia!

This kind of sinful angel once killed many people, and his hands were stained with blood and filthy. He was also cursed by holy magic, full of negative emotions, very evil and dark, and he used negative mental power to kill people.

But they are also most afraid of Zhi Gang Zhi Yang's thunder spells. It can be said that the Purple Lightning Eyes are their nemesis.

Jiang Tian's purple lightning and thunder eyes exploded with magical power, killing six hundred fallen angels with one blow, which immediately shocked the other sinful angels.

They never expected that Jiang Tian could be so powerful, that he was obviously a demon but controlled an upright thunder technique!

But what's more terrifying for Jiang Tian is what's behind.

I saw Jiang Tian's thunder eyes flash again, catching the electric coagulation knife.

Suddenly, a purple lightning knife about five hundred meters long condensed in his hand.

The shape is wild and domineering, and the thunder knife flashes with thunder and lightning from time to time, sweeping out like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

Bang!

The entire spherical surrounding group of sinful angels was immediately shattered with one blow, and countless sinful angels died.

"Attack with mental power!"

Lu Huaxi spoke for the first time, and he immediately hit Jiang Tian head-on. He raised the death sickle high and swung it down.

This Death Scythe came from the hands of the Holy Emperor.

At that time, Lu Huaxi had become the master of the tenth level of the Holy Mountain, and the Holy Emperor specially built this magic weapon for him.

Moreover, this sickle is blessed by the elders of the Senate, and has been refined by Lu Huaxi for thousands of years, making it incredibly powerful.

As soon as the death sickle came out, the color of the world suddenly changed.

A blood-stained stone door appeared and then opened, as if the God of Death was about to come out of the underworld and harvest Jiang Tian's life.

Endless corpses rolled in from the stone gate like a river, and headless angels and ghosts howled ferociously.

The area within a three-kilometer radius was suddenly filled with extreme despair, pain, sorrow, resentment, helplessness, tragedy, and gloomy emotions!

The sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling soared into the sky, it was extremely miserable, as if the door to hell had been opened!

This is a mental attack, but it can interfere with people's spirits and make people unable to help but have corresponding feelings. It is tangible and intangible, and it is difficult to guard against.

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This blow is heartbreaking!

Even though she was several kilometers away, Saint Joan of Arc was affected and interfered with!

Pictures of despair and sadness appeared in her mind.

Dark childhood memories, wars, massacres, betrayal of comrades-in-arms, departure of relatives, depravity and ignorance of the world... flashed before my eyes like a revolving lantern.

"Perhaps, if I die, everything will be over!"

She burst into tears and broke down in sobs. The unbearable pain in her soul suddenly gave rise to the urge to die for relief.

Although she knew clearly that this was because Lu Huaxi had interfered with her spirit, she still couldn't help but pull out the short knife from her waist and swiped it towards her white and tender neck.

On the periphery, many giants, elves, and strong men onlookers began to commit suicide, and corpses fell like rain.

"Devil, go to hell! In the name of Pluto, God of Death, I will harvest your despicable life!"

Lu Vasi silently recited an obscure and difficult-to-pronounce incantation, and continued to draw the death sickle, determined to kill this one.

"Compared with my mental attack, you are looking for death!"

A hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of Jiang Tian's mouth, and suddenly he touched his forehead with the middle finger of his right hand, swallowing his soul and bursting out.

"die!"

Black soul-swallowing black soul-swallowing spells formed into black glue-like death curses, which swayed from the golden sea of ​​consciousness in Jiang Tian's forehead and disappeared after a few flickers.

Bang!

The door to hell suddenly collapsed, and countless ghostly souls and strange corpses either collapsed or were swallowed up by the soul-devouring consciousness!

A look of fear appeared on Lu Huaxi's face, his huge wings flapped rapidly, and he retreated as fast as a meteor. At the same time, he waved the death sickle and used many secret techniques to block Jiang Tian's soul-swallowing.

But it was useless. He looked up to the sky and screamed miserably, as his soul-devouring consciousness invaded the sea of ​​consciousness!

This was the first time Jiang Tian used the soul-swallowing death curse.

Soul-swallowing is already very powerful. Jiang Tian does not need the blessing of secret techniques at all. He can easily kill people with a direct burst.

But when encountering this kind of fallen angel who uses spiritual attacks to win, Jiang Tian must add fire!

The soul-swallowing death curse broke out, and instantly, the situation took a turn for the worse, and the battlefield turned into a one-sided massacre.

Killing a fallen angel is as easy as crushing an ant.

The aura of death enveloped a three-kilometer radius. There were no flashes of lightning, no violent loud noises, and no dazzling moves. Everything was peaceful.

But one by one, the fallen angels screamed pitifully, their souls died, their bodies stiffened, and they died suddenly.

Countless corpses fell from the sky like rain.

In just a few breaths, the corpses of fallen angels piled up like a mountain on the ground.

The fallen angels who had not yet been enveloped by the soul-swallowing death curse were so frightened that their souls were expelled. They vibrated their black wings and ran away like clusters of arrows exploding.

They were so scared that their souls were shattered, and their whole bodies were trembling!

You know, after the fallen angels failed in their rebellion and were cursed by the gods, their holy light, holy magic, and power were imprisoned, and they began to major in spiritual power, using emotions such as anger, despair, sadness, and fear to destroy the opponent's soul and kill people.

After a long period of evolution, their spiritual killing abilities have become stronger and stronger. In this regard, they even surpass the golden elixir experts.

But at this moment, under Jiang Tian's soul-swallowing power, he was as fragile as a baby, vulnerable to a single blow.

However, before these escaping fallen angels could fly far, in the flash of black soul-swallowing souls, their heads would explode one by one, their souls would explode, and they would fall to the ground and die miserably.

Jiang Tian's eyes were cold and ruthless, and there was no trace of emotion on his face. His soul-devouring consciousness kept erupting, silently and cold-bloodedly killing him.

The place where the soul-swallowing death curse broke out was like crushing ants. All the fallen angels, without exception, died suddenly with their heads exploded or their orifices bleeding.

The shrill screams shook the earth, and Vigil Mountain, the tenth holy mountain, seemed like countless ghosts howling in hell. Some angels were so frightened that they knelt in the air and begged Jiang Tian for mercy.

But Jiang Tian turned a deaf ear. The long corpse cloak had several dragon tendons, rolled up the fallen corpse and tied it up.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Tian's corpse cloak was covered with more than a thousand corpses. They were basically four-winged angels, equivalent to the cultivation level in the middle stage of foundation building.

Those whose level is too low have no deterrent effect and are not qualified to take the cloak.

Jiang Tian continued to kill.

At this time, thousands of flying swords also burst out!

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