Thunder Martial

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! ...

The thunderous holy talismans shattered one by one, and the powerful energy formed fell from the sky, pouring down like a torrent.

During the period, there were occasionally a few holy arms of heavenly power.

It's just that these falling attacks, like a mud cow entering the sea, fell into the vortex of soul power, without even arousing the slightest ripple.

Zi Chen's expression became more solemn, and then he heard a neigh, and a huge monster appeared from the air.

It was a huge spirit python, with thunder light shining all over its body, its body was nearly a hundred feet in size, hovering in the air.

Terrifying coercion emanated from the spirit python's body like a storm of pressure. After the other people sensed this coercion, their expressions changed drastically and they looked towards the sky.

The spirit python hovered in the air, with dark clouds billowing overhead, and sometimes one or two thunderbolts fell, creating a shocking scene.

The spirit python raised its head and neighed again, and the dark clouds and lightning in the sky immediately dispersed.

The vast scene disappeared, only the spirit python was empty, as if announcing its coming.

This is the first time that Zichen has seen such a holy talisman. Apart from the vigilance he should have in his heart, it is actually more shocking.

How can such a holy talisman be presented by a single holy talisman?

But he didn't feel afraid, but said to the three people behind him: "The five of them will be handed over to you."

Zichen has already sensed that the soul reality called Mu Nitang does not specifically restrain him as Xuan An said, and currently he has not broken free from the shackles of the ghost formation.

At this time, the ghost has already entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped……

Like a shattered crystal, all the sacred talismans in the sky exploded in an instant, but all the thunder and holy arms of heavenly power were revealed, roaring towards the spirit python.

In a blink of an eye, the spirit python was overwhelmed by many attacks, just like Zichen and his party were bombed by holy symbols before.

Xuan An's expression was still calm, without the slightest turmoil, as if he was not worried about the spirit python at all.

There was a strong cracking sound,

In the center of the gathering of soul power, a python tail pierced through the air, annihilating the surrounding power, and swept towards Zi Chen below.

boom!

The earth roared, and a huge crack extended to the deep pit in the distance.

Zi Chen dodged to the distance, and another talisman light appeared in front of him. It was the holy talisman he had accumulated during this period, and he went forward.

The spirit python came flying in the air, and the forest trees were all shattered wherever it passed, and a powerful aura stirred in the sky.

Those sacred talismans have no effect on the spirit python, as if they are completely immune.

Looking at this scene, Zi Chen's expression became more serious, while Xuan An laughed loudly: "It seems that without those brats, you are nothing. But think about it, this is a state of affairs." Poor, in this world, the difference in realm is so big, how can you be my opponent?"

Zi Chen was still silent, and kept backing away. This was the first time he had experienced the Holy Talisman of Soul Realm, and it was indeed terrifying.

Even in Zichen's heart, he believed that this was the real holy talisman technique.

The spirit python was chasing after him with great power, and the trees in his path were all shattered.

It opened its mouth and let out a neigh, Zi Chen's face changed suddenly, and his figure suddenly turned and moved sideways.

A huge thunderbolt fell from the sky and landed on the place where Zichen was standing, and the roar resounded.

That spirit python was not only powerful in physical attack, but also able to use thunder, which seemed extraordinary.

Seeing Zi Chen retreating in embarrassment, Xuan An couldn't help sneering. Now in his opinion, Zi Chen is indeed different from the rumors, and seems a little too weak.

But after thinking about it carefully, Xuan An can understand it, because this is the world of soul power, and he can only use soul power to attack, but cannot mobilize energy.

For example, Zi Chen's powerful physical body and pure thunder power cannot be displayed here.

At this time, Zi Chen had already retreated into the original deep pit, Xuan An smiled and said, "I'll beat you wherever you came from, and die."

Zi Chen fell into the deep pit and made a loud noise, Ling Mang chased after him.

Xuan An shook his head, and stopped paying attention to Zichen. He looked to the rear, where the battle had already taken place, and in a three-on-five situation, the people on Zichen's side actually had the upper hand.

During this period, Xuan An took a special look at Shanya and Xiaoya, one of them was the one whom the Ghost King asked for by name, but it was not clear which one it was.

Suddenly, his expression changed slightly, as if the spirit python chasing and killing Zichen had stopped moving.

He immediately looked in the direction of the deep pit.

A fierce ghost's scream suddenly sounded, and the spirit python that followed Zi Chen into the deep pit suddenly flew upside down and hit the ground, breaking several ancient trees with its belly up.

Xuan An's face changed, and a look of shock appeared, how could Zi Chen be the opponent of Ling Mang?

At this moment, a huge black shadow appeared, it was like a little ghost magnified countless times, its body was bigger than the spirit python, jumped up from the deep pit, and rushed towards the spirit python.

The two behemoths fought together.

"Damn it!"

Seeing the two beasts who were comparable, a stern light flashed across Xuan An's face, this scene was beyond his expectation.

At this moment, I saw Zi Chen rushing out of the deep pit, his face was only a little pale, other than that, he had no other injuries.

"Forget it, today I will use the power of the soul realm to completely kill you!"

The momentum around Xuan An's body began to surge, and the pressure of the soul reality was revealed again, sweeping towards Zi Chen.

Faced with this pressure, Zichen's eyes were only cold.

Xuan An rushed over, and under the powerful power of the soul realm, he palmed forward, and countless soul powers lingered in his palm.

The strong wind blew up and curled Zichen's long hair at the temples, his eyes became colder, and in the strong wind, he punched out.

No soul technique was used, just pure soul power.

When the two fists met, a huge shock came out, powerful forces collided fiercely, and countless fallen leaves danced wildly.

Xuan An's figure just swayed, and he took a few steps back in the air, while Zi Chen flew upside down for dozens of feet. When he stabilized his body, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Yo, you're not dead? I don't know how long you can hold on?"

Seeing Zi Chen whose mouth was bleeding, Xuan An couldn't help but sneer.

The gap in realm made him full of confidence!

Zi Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said: "This is your strength, nothing more than that."

After the words fell, Zi Chen took the initiative to charge forward, this time his eyes were more fierce, and at the same time he was more confident.

Seeing Zi Chen rushing towards him, Xuan An's expression was still full of disdain, "You don't know how to live or die!"

It was still a palm, and its power was even slightly stronger than before.

And Zi Chen also punched, with the same strength as before.

This made Xuan An even more proud. He believed that with such an attack, he would be able to shock Zi Chen to death as long as it came a few times.

As soon as he thought that Zi Chen was beaten to death by such a palm, he felt happy in his heart.

The two attacks were about to meet, and at this moment, Xuan An keenly felt that the soul power contained in Zichen's fist seemed to skyrocket, and that fist, which was not terrible, became terrifying in an instant.

Faintly, he seemed to hear a cold voice coming into his mind.

Soul shock!

The two attacks then met, forming a destructive wave that spread out.

This time, it was no longer Zi Chen who flew upside down.

But Xuan ammonia.

In mid-air, there was blood flying, drawing an arc. ()