The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Oh, what a loud tone.

While Gu Changhuan was thinking, he tried to use wind skills to roll up the black smoke. At the same time, the golden bell around him suddenly expanded several times, isolating the billowing black smoke. At the same time, the wind howled in the blood prison, and the roar gathered and formed, but No matter how the strong wind roared, the billowing black smoke remained unmoved.

Seeing this, Gu Changhuan narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he saw the centipede with a beautiful face through the billowing black smoke.

It seems that there is indeed something special about this centipede.

But unless an immortal comes to this world today, Nan Gu and the other three will definitely perish.

On the other side, Hua Wu waved her fishing silk sleeves with her backhand to protect her whole body like quicksand. She looked at the black smoke around her. She pulled out the jade hairpin on her head and swiped it in the black smoke. She saw the exquisitely carved jade hairpin flickering suddenly. Shattered!

Hua Wu's expression condensed and he reminded:

"careful!

This black smoke is highly toxic! "

Her hosta is carved from a high-grade spiritual jade, Holy Spirit Ming Jade. This kind of spiritual jade can distinguish poisons, and it has this miraculous effect without even refining or carving any runes.

The ordinary poisonous mist that contaminates the Holy Spirit Ming Jade will only darken the jade for a moment. This is Hua Wu's first time encountering a poison that can cause the hosta to break apart in an instant.

You can see how powerful it is.

But fortunately, everyone present was a Mahayana monk who had gone through hundreds of battles. Their fighting experience and vigilance were unparalleled, so they were already on guard. Otherwise, if they were disturbed by its poison, it would be really troublesome.

At the moment, although the thick black smoke blocks everyone's sight and the poison is restrictive, everyone's consciousness is still not disturbed by it. It is temporarily impossible for the evil god to use this beautiful centipede to turn the tide of the battle.

Unless this beautiful centipede has other amazing magical powers.

Gu Changhuan was thinking this when he suddenly heard the sound of clanking metal.

It was like iron nails falling on bluestone.

His consciousness swept away, but he suddenly felt a pain like a needle prick and his face turned pale!

The same goes for Hua Wu and others.

But fortunately, this kind of pain is not unbearable. For Gu Changhuan, who has been exercising all year round, pain has long been a common occurrence and will not affect the battle.

But Hua Wu and Shen Ye's offensive was obviously weaker by two points.

Fortunately, with the help of the remaining ferocious beasts, Gu Changhuan and others still have a clear advantage.

Following a fierce punch, Nan Gu heard the sound of mountains collapsing, and his expression suddenly changed as his consciousness swept away!

The seemingly indestructible phantom of the fairy court finally collapsed under Gu Changhuan's fierce attack!

This also means that Nan Gu and others have lost a major defensive treasure.

But the twelve spirit beads have never been able to play their role because of Gu Changhuan's ghostly figure.

As for Zong Hanshuang, although he is also a Mahayana monk, his own cultivation and various treasures are inferior to those of Nan Gu Nieshen and the others, and he is unable to inflict any serious damage to Gu Changhuan and others in return.

Along with the collapse of the phantom of the Immortal Courtyard, the scene seemed to begin to turn one sided.

I saw Gu Changhuan's figure like a ghost. While dodging the twelve spirit beads, he manipulated the thunder method spear to deal with Nan Gu. He could even occasionally punch and split his palms to explode with force to deal with Nan Gu and Nie Shen, making them exhausted. response.

In the blood prison space, the blood mist was filled with thick black smoke, and the sounds of thunder, fire, and gold were heard one after another. Within a moment, the phantom of the Immortal Courtyard was shattered, and the ancestor of Nangu was already retreating steadily under Gu Changhuan's offensive.

Of course, Gu Changhuan couldn't just give up when he saw something good. As soon as his heart moved, the chaotic essence poured into the spear around him like a tide. Suddenly, lightning appeared and the black smoke was covered with light. I saw that each of the thunderballs was more than ten feet wide. The huge thunder ball was spinning, the thunder inside was rolling, and with a thought in Gu Changhuan's mind, it galloped away towards Nan Gu!

Seeing this, Nan Gu quickly recalled the twelve spirit beads that had not made any achievements in the distance to protect his whole body. He saw that the twelve spirit beads flipped and transformed, forming a small defensive formation, protecting Nan Gu's body in all directions. It's airtight and impregnable.

Unexpectedly, the power of the thunder technique Gu Changhuan performed this time was actually different from before. Its power even caught up with the power of the Mahayana monks' heavenly calamity. Under such a powerful attack, no matter how wonderful the set of spirit beads were, they could not hold up and trembled and collapsed. trend.

Afterwards, the thunder balls landed on the light screen composed of twelve spirit beads one after another. Nan Gu looked at the thunder light above his head and the trembling spirit beads with a solemn expression. As he spurted out three balls of blood essence, his true energy surged crazily. The twelve spirit beads were used for defense, probably because the loss of true energy was too great, and no other magical means were used for defense.

However, even though this spirit bead is an innate set of spiritual treasures, with various magical powers and restrictions that are extremely powerful, it is not a natural defensive spirit treasure. Under such a powerful attack by Gu Changhuan, a few breaths later, a thin layer of light appeared on the spirit bead. Broken cracks!

What's worse is that the defensive formation formed by the spirit beads also has a crack of about three feet.

Nan Gu was horrified. Just when he was about to cast some spell, he saw a thunderbolt coming down, tearing through his protective aura in an instant!

At the critical moment, Nan Gu ran away without hesitation!

The speed of the Nascent Soul is almost comparable to the speed of teleportation, and the Nascent Soul of a Mahayana monk is different from ordinary low-level monks. It is not that fragile and can still be used for combat.

But in any case, the destruction of the physical body is enough to be called a shame for a Mahayana monk.

Children of the human race, if you can escape with your life today, I will take revenge in the future!

Nan Gu thought so and escaped very fast.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared behind him, as if teleporting.

The old man Nan Gu was instantly scared out of his wits with just a glance, and before he could escape, a golden bell fell from the sky and trapped him!

The old man Nan Gu didn't even need to think, he knew who was doing this.

The expression on his face was even stiffer than the dead body, and his brain was working fast, thinking about how to fight for himself.

While quietly circulating his true energy, he turned around and looked at Gu Changhuan, and just when he was about to say something, he suddenly froze.

He couldn't even circulate his true energy!

He couldn't even turn around!

How is this possible!

At this time, the old man Nan Gu's eyes were bigger than a cow's eyes.

At this moment, the face that frightened him appeared in his sight.

Gu Changhuan looked at the Nascent Soul of the old man Nan Gu through the golden bell, his eyes were calm.

He did not give Nan Gu Patriarch any chance to speak or fight back. He quickly gathered his magic formula with one hand, and Nan Gu Patriarch suddenly felt the gravity like a mountain pressing down on him. However, within a breath, Nan Gu Patriarch's Nascent Soul was reduced to ashes in the golden bell!

Then his soul was also sent into reincarnation by Gu Changhuan.

So far, the life of this Bone Clan Mahayana who had lived for who knows how many years officially ended in the Blood Prison.