Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 578 Sending Soul Song

"Run, run they're crazy, they're all crazy."

Seeing the fall of many supernatural powers, an old man who came down with the spiritual cultivation supernatural powers greeted the disciples of various sects who came with him in horror, and carried the fallen or injured supernatural powers, turned around and walked away. Run, for fear that the powerful firepower will fall on them like a sickle that seduces the soul.

While running, he looked back at Luohun Cliff in horror, for fear that those machine guns and sniper rifles would stare at him and others and bombard him.

It wasn't until they escaped two or three kilometers that the crowd took a breath.

The leading few aristocratic families were psychic, looking at the blurred and invisible Luohunya in the distance in horror, and murmured in horror: "Madman, madman Luohunya is crazy. How dare you do this? How dare you do this?" Violating the century-old ban like this is crazy, really crazy..."

"Cough cough cough... what... what... the hundred-year ban?"

A spiritual cultivator whose shoulder was blown off half of his shoulder finally recovered after taking the elixir. With a pale face, he struggled to sit up, covered his mouth and coughed, and looked at the person next to him in panic and reluctance. A psychic.

"Uh... Envoy, this is a ban initiated by the tutelary mansion since modern weapons became more powerful in my cultivation world!" The psychic hesitated for a moment, and hurriedly replied.

"The main thing is to prohibit the use of various modern heavy weapons among monks. Anyone who dares to violate it will be killed by all monks in the world!"

This master of spiritual cultivation and supernatural powers was stunned, then looked at his left shoulder which was bandaged but still missing an arm, and said angrily, "Then how dare they use it?"

"Yes, so we didn't expect it..." The psychic said with a wry smile.

This supernatural power stared at the seriously injured colleagues or the corpses of colleagues carried by stretchers all around, and couldn't help gritting his teeth: "The town guard...damn it!"

There were a total of seven people in the Supernatural Realm being carried here. Except for one who was slightly injured and had recovered and was able to walk on his own, a total of three of them were killed on the spot; One life, but all of them were seriously injured or above.

And whether it can preserve the combat power of the supernatural powers in the future is still a matter of two opinions.

Thinking of this, the faces of these supernatural powers were all pale and full of gloom.

But at this moment in the distance, everyone fled away, and there was a desolate, distant and strange singing voice.

Everyone turned their heads and listened carefully, each with strange expressions...

"I am so sad, and send the soul, the soul comes and goes, there is no worry. You have all fallen into the soul, and don't stay here any longer. Let's go, don't stay. I will offer you a bouquet of incense today to guide you Homecoming soul."

A faint singing sound came slowly from Luohun Cliff, and a faint fragrance wafted in the wind.

With this strange singing, the anger and gloom in everyone's hearts seemed to gradually dissipate, and their minds gradually calmed down, but there was also a hint of sadness.

"It's a soul-sending song." An old man in the psychic realm looked at Luohun Cliff, with a trace of loneliness on his face, and said in a slow voice: "The monks at Luohun Cliff are sending the souls who died in battle to their hometowns. ..."

"Souls who died in battle..." Everyone looked at the silent supernatural beings lying on the temporary stretcher made of tree trunks, and slowly lowered their heads.

In this battle, Luohunya didn't suffer any damage, and only a few supernatural powers from the spiritual world died here.

Listening to this singing that faintly penetrates for several miles and still has the effect of calming the nerves and calming the soul, everyone knows that the other party has at least a few monks above the psychic realm, and they are under the auspices of the monks of the supernatural realm, and they jointly perform this kind of soul-sending Otherwise, it would be impossible to have such effects at such a distance.

Only the injured supernatural power still looked at Luohunya resentfully, and shouted angrily: "Still leaving, waiting for someone to invite you to dinner?"

After being yelled at by this supernatural power, everyone shrank their necks and hurried away with the stretcher.

It's just that everyone's hearts are sad, this monk of the spiritual cultivation school has come down from such a big battle, but the result is that he was beaten into such a state.

Next, I am afraid that it will be very difficult to regain this round.

Luohunya has such defensive measures, and it will be extremely difficult to attack again, unless the guarding mansion has a rift with Luohunya because of the hundred-year ban and stands on the side of the Tianmeng.

But when everyone thinks about it carefully, this possibility is probably quite small; the relationship between the Potianmeng and the tutelary mansion has been almost an alliance since the establishment of the alliance in imitation of Xiaonan, and they work together to deal with the pressure of the Tianmeng.

The relationship between them is also clear to everyone.

At this moment, Luohunya has deployed so many means, if the guarding mansion doesn't know, it's impossible to think about it.

The tutelary government did not come forward to stop this matter, so the tricks in it are self-evident.

Thinking like this, the momentum of the crowd became more and more low, and the whole team was gloomy.

On the other side of the guardian's mansion, Cuigu Shanren and others looked at the not-so-clear picture on the screen. Although they had expected it earlier, they were still stunned by the battle situation just now.

Several supernatural powers whose strength was no less than theirs were annihilated in such an easy and simple manner.

For the lower cultivation world, this is the top combat power, and he was killed in one fell swoop.

Several people were silent for a while.

After a while, Zhao Gonggong said: "I am waiting for my supernatural powers to perceive the world; although it happened suddenly, the reaction of these monks seems to be a little slower."

Na Yang nodded slowly, and said: "The world of spiritual cultivation is rich in spiritual power. It is normal for these monks to get used to their world and come here suddenly, and their spiritual perception is slightly suppressed!"

Hearing Na Yang's explanation, both Zhao Gonggong and Cuigu Shanren nodded slowly and breathed a sigh of relief.

If this kind of combat method is really so sharp, then everyone should be careful when going out in the future.

But since there are such factors, but be more cautious in the future, the chance of being attacked by someone should be low.

"With this battle, the Heavenly Alliance will no longer be able to deal a destructive blow to the Potianmeng, so we can rest assured!"

Na Yang said lightly: "But since the Heavenly Alliance of Spiritual Cultivation has come, I'm afraid I won't give up! I can't let nature take its course like this anymore, otherwise if the remaining magic treasures really fall into this class of spiritual cultivators In the hands of me, I am afraid that my luck will be cut off like this!"

Speaking of this, Yang looked at Cuigu Shanren, and said: "I'm afraid I will have to trouble you from now on, and the guards in various places will fully cooperate with your actions!"

Cuigu Shanren looked solemn, nodded and said: "Don't worry, Palace Master, I will leave everything to the old man. These actions are exactly what the old man is doing, and he will naturally do his best!"

"That's good, if you find anything, please let us know at any time, and Fairness and I will do our best to help!"

"it is good!"

At this moment, on a mountain peak not far below Luohun Cliff, Fang Xiaonan was standing on the top of a cliff, with a smile on his lips, looking at a place not far away. Behind him, ten masters of supernatural powers, Standing quietly.

(End of this chapter)