fifth form

Chapter 2471 Escape

Huang Daoxian’s state is not difficult to understand. Anyone who has witnessed Ren Yisheng’s previous consciousness wandering out of his body will have a sufficient understanding of Huang Daoxian’s current state.

All the external means belonging to Huang Daoxian are difficult to use due to the lack of a body. Only a strong spiritual force can maintain the self-consciousness and not dissipate it temporarily.

Only if he returns to his body or finds a suitable body can Huang Daoxian make a comeback.

Zhang Xuezhou still had some doubts about Huang Daoxian, but it was rare for him to kick a fallen dog hard.

He was not sure about fighting one on one, but almost all the top masters of the spiritual sequence were present. Especially since this fight was not Huang Daoxian's home court, and 'Huang' ran into Huang Daoxian again, which undoubtedly made him want to fight for a rare time.

"I'll come to help!"

Zhang Xuezhou stretched out his hand and pointed, constantly looking for a gap to insert his spirit as his fingers touched.

"I have used this kind of mental suppression against Huang before. I am familiar with it!"

Ren Yisheng also found a direction to try.

Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Yisheng said it lightly, but both of them had serious expressions, and almost concentrated all their attention.

"Let me verify again whether I am really not afraid of being beaten!"

Ren Anran looked at Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Yisheng, made the same announcement, and then began to make contact.

This made Ren Yisheng frown, but in the end he did not object.

When it comes to the matter against Huang Daoxian, the difference in their respective positions determines a life-and-death confrontation between the two without knowing each other. During the confrontation, they will not tolerate any concessions and will use all available forces.

When a war of life and death comes, not to mention young and middle-aged people, even women, children and the elderly have to charge forward.

No one can withstand Huang Daoxian's revenge, and they can only do their best when he strikes.

Not only Ren Yisheng himself needs to charge forward, even Ren Anran, who he thinks lacks spiritual strength, needs to contribute.

"wind!"

A soul-shaking force invaded him, and Ren Yisheng quickly adjusted his state as his eyes flashed.

The barbarian-like Huang appeared before his eyes again, there were also countless flying flower blades in the sky, and a group of black fog running around, and Ning Que's screams were heard from time to time.

"Ha~"

Huang roared and punched down, causing this world of spiritual confrontation to shake continuously. Countless flower blades were turned into powder and fell down by the punch.

It seems that the attack of "Huang" is crazy and strong, but "Huang" is not dominant.

The flower blades died and reappeared, constantly dancing and entangled in the black mist.

It was as if the black fog brought endless energy. Instead of being destroyed or reduced, these flower blades showed a trend of increasing in number.

"Ren, come and help me. The remaining spirit of this dead emperor is too powerful. He is still devouring the spiritual power of the living. This situation is too weird!"

As if he sensed Ren Yisheng's arrival, Huang clenched his fists and smashed things around, shouting for help.

"As long as you help me sacrifice and devour the spirit of this dead man, I will definitely be able to significantly extend my survival time!"

Huang did not hesitate to mention the reason for his attack, with a look of desire on his face.

Like a thirsty traveler seeing an oasis in the desert, his eyes looked blazing and urgent.

"I kept my promise to you and didn't take ordinary people from the Red Alliance as sacrifices, but there shouldn't be any problem with the dead," Huang shouted, "I have helped you several times before, this time it's your turn to help me!"

"Easy to say!"

Spiritual visions are not uncommon. Just as people can imagine themselves as emperors, generals, or soaring birds, the spiritual forms can be varied.

But when fighting, they will choose the form that gives them an advantage.

Huang's spiritual combat form is human, Huang Daoxian's is petals, and Ren Yisheng's is the whistling wind.

He responded to Huang, and the wind and waves began to sweep over the flower blade.

The sound of wind blades and flower blades colliding could be heard, and Ren Yisheng felt that his spirit was being annihilated in the constant contact.

Spiritual clashes without physical bodies are extremely rare, and annihilation simply means that each other's spiritual power is consumed in the collision. This is an extremely pure collision of spiritual power.

Just like Ren Yisheng suppressed Huang in the past, his current method was no different. "Huang Daoxian, we rely on our physical bodies. The power of our spiritual sea of ​​consciousness is endless. Even if we annihilate it, we can still be reborn. You are now rootless. The power of your spiritual sea will be reduced by one point. Your absorption is far from catching up with the consumption. You are doomed now!"

The wind and waves continued to sweep over Hua Ren, and Ren Yisheng could only see a big sun floating in the sky, and also heard Zhang Xuezhou's heart-breaking shout.

"This dead man is called Huang Daoxian?" Huang was slightly stunned, and then shouted to the sky: "Zhang, are you here to help me too?"

"necessary!"

The sound of response fell, and endless flames continued to burn. The flower blades burned and disappeared like shredded paper, which made Huang very happy.

"You are much stronger than before!"

Looking at the annihilation caused by his punch that broke the spiritual void, then looking at Ren Yisheng's devastating blow, and then looking at the large tracts of burning flames, Huang only felt that in just a few years, everything had changed and Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Yisheng had improved so much.

Not to mention that he lost the stone axe that he relied on for shelter, even if he was in the good condition he was in a few years ago, Huang felt that it would be difficult for him to win against the opponent. If he faced a two-on-one situation, he would definitely be defeated.

"Once you absorb him as food, you will become strong again!"

"Hahaha, I like what you said!"

Huang laughed loudly, the fighting spirit in his eyes was crazy and fierce.

"You guys assist in the flank suppression, be careful not to damage Little Sister Zhang's brain area during the traction impact. I'm going to charge!"

He roared, completely ignoring the flower blades spinning and slashing around him. His barbarian-like body expanded rapidly, and the shadow of a giant axe emerged in his right hand, as if the next blow would destroy the world.

"Where did you get so many idiots to play forward for you!"

Huang changed extremely quickly and attacked drastically without caring about the damage. This was far from a test or a stalemate, but he really didn't care about his own damage and wanted to kill most of Huang Daoxian's consciousness in one blow.

It seemed that he had determined that Ren Yisheng and Zhang Xuezhou would definitely provide flanking support, and also believed that these two people would not covet the results of the battle, so Huang charged forward almost recklessly.

This was the first time that Huang Daoxian's condemnation was conveyed through the silent flying flower blades.

For those who are good at luck, looking for opportunities, utilizing resources, connections, treasures and other conditions are the most common means to achieve success.

But Huang Daoxian rarely sees such a helper who would take the initiative to take the lead.

He has been in business for more than a hundred years and is familiar with many masters of the Luofu Dynasty and the Red Alliance, but Huang seemed to have suddenly jumped out of a stone.

It would be fine if the opponent was weak, but the opponent's condition was really similar to Huang Daoxian's. At least Huang Daoxian couldn't do anything to the opponent in a short period of time in his current state.

He felt the whistling wind and waves, and looked at the sun that was burning with blazing flames. When a cloud emitting golden light floated over, a similar situation he had experienced before reappeared in his mind.

If the person he collided with was Zhang Xuezhou, he would be willing to die even if he was seriously injured, but there was no way Huang Daoxian would fight to the death with the opponent's soldiers.

"I'll come find you guys again!"

Seeing the shadow of the giant axe held by Huang chopping down, cracks appeared in the spiritual world, the flower blades were annihilated piece by piece, a flower bud emerged, and then drilled into the crack and turned into light and shadow and dissipated.

An empty voice was heard, and a light appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the museum building came into view.

"Can you escape?"

Huang Daoxian's voice was still echoing in his ears, but at the same time, Zhang Xuezhou's voice was also mixed in.

As soon as everyone opened their eyes, they saw a gust of wind and Zhang Xuezhou's body flew far away in one direction.

As Zhang Xuezhou's body fell far away in pursuit, Ren Yisheng finally remembered what he had missed when he was checking.

"So that's the body of Huang Daoxian!"

His eyes turned to the place where the landed object landed, which was also the place where Ren Yisheng brought Feng Xiangyu back.

"Huang Daoxian's body has been broken. Does he have another body?"

Ren Anran opened his eyes and saw Ren Yisheng, who did not seem anxious but was just running quickly. He couldn't help but ask hurriedly while catching up with him.

"Break it?"

Ren Yisheng was stunned, and for a moment he found it difficult to understand Huang Daoxian's condition.

But Ren Yisheng, who had experienced spiritual wandering, knew very well that the other party really had no chance of jumping around again this time.