Perfect control begins with the Peerless Tang Sect

Chapter 102
Facing Zhongliwu's questioning, Lu Yishan smiled without saying a word.

"Since you don't say it, then I will take out your soul to find the answer!"

Zhong Liwu yelled angrily, and slapped his left hand forward. Suddenly, a group of powerful purple light emanated from his palm, spread continuously in the air, and turned into a large net of purple-black light, covering the sky and covering Luyi Mountain.

There was a flash of silver light at the foot of Lu Yishan, and the whole person disappeared suddenly. Even though Zhongli Wu's eyes were like lightning, and his huge mental power kept scanning around, he couldn't find the location of Lu Yishan.

Zhong Liwu's face darkened, and he swung the huge scythe in his hand towards the front. In an instant, a howl of ghosts and wolves resounded all around, and groups of twisted wraiths swarmed out from the huge death scythe, and then It drifted away with the wind, covering Zhongliwu's surroundings tightly.

If you have sharp eyes, you can see clearly that there are thousands of grievances in them, including phantoms of wolves, tigers, leopards and other spirit beasts, as well as the painful faces of men, women and children hidden in them. Biting and attacking, every wraith is extremely vicious. Once they detect the breath of a living being, they will definitely attack in groups immediately.

As a level 98 Super Douluo, although Zhongli Wu couldn't sense Lu Yishan's exact location, he could still feel Lu Yishan's spiritual power lingering on his body.Zhongli Wu knew in his heart that with the other party's weird methods, if he showed his flaws, he would definitely receive a thunderous blow.Even though Zhongli Wu had full confidence in himself, he did not dare to bear any attack from Lu Yishan.

Zhongliwu knows the inside story of Ye Xishui's aging appearance and deprivation of vitality caused by Lu Yishan's attack with time-like soul skills.Although he doesn't pay much attention to his appearance, if his vitality is deprived by the other party, the consequences are not something Zhongli Wu can bear.

"There is no discovery, what kind of method is this?"

Thousands of resentful spirits were wreaking havoc in the nearby void, but there was still no trace of Lu Yishan. Zhongliwu suddenly put away his contempt, and for the first time regarded Lu Yishan as an opponent who could threaten him.

Zhongliwu's seventh soul ability suddenly lit up, and a dark red light swept away from Zhongliwu in all directions. Where the light passed, all the resentful spirits burned with mournful hissing. , suddenly forming a large dark red sea of ​​flames.

The temperature emitted by this dark red sea of ​​flames is not high, but the power displayed is extremely astonishing. Where the sea of ​​flames engulfs, the sky and the earth are dark, as if the entire sky is about to collapse under the burning of the sea of ​​flames, making the nearby space gradually change. gotta twist up.

To become the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, Zhongliwu's combat experience is naturally extremely rich.There are very few searches that can completely isolate him from the many resentful spirits. If you think about the scene when Lu Yishan appeared, the answer is naturally ready to come out.

Sure enough, as the power of space became extremely unstable under the sea of ​​flames, even Lu Yishan could no longer hide in the interlayer of space. As a space crack suddenly opened, Lu Yishan's figure appeared above Zhongliwu.

Seeing Lu Yishan's appearance, Zhongliwu's blood soul puppet lifted his hands up, and the huge sea of ​​flames instantly shrank to only the size of his head, and a flash appeared above Lu Yishan's head, and then turned into a pouring flame waterfall pouring down .

Lu Yishan kicked his feet suddenly, and after a flash, he disappeared into the void again.

Zhongli Wu grinned ferociously, and the mass of dark red flame flickered fiercely, followed by it and disappeared into the void.

"Ok?"

Before Zhongli Wu's sinister smile fully bloomed, it had already froze on his face.The flame that had just entered the void had already disappeared from Zhongliwu's induction.

This happens only when the flame is completely extinguished.

Everything that enters the void is equivalent to falling into the domain of Lu Yishan.No matter how terrifying the flame was exiled thousands of miles away in an instant, how could it be sensed again.

"Master, teach me!"

At this moment, Feng Ling, who had endured three consecutive blows from Poison Immortal, spurted blood wildly, retreating steadily under Poison Immortal's offensive, obviously unable to hold on for too long, and couldn't help calling for help.

Zhongli Wu looked coldly at the battlefield over there, but he couldn't remain indifferent after all.After all, as the deputy leader of the Holy Spirit Church, he has always been Zhongliwu's right-hand man, and even his wife.Moreover, under Zhongliwu's various means, Feng Ling has already been completely controlled by him, and when necessary, he can even burn the other party's martial spirit and soul, and become Zhongliwu's help in the fight for the position of god.

Zhongli Wu wanted to step forward to support him, but he saw the surrounding space twisted and trembling desperately, as if some huge force wanted to forcefully tear it apart from the inside of the space.Immediately, following a long sword cry, five flying swords of different colors protruded from the void, and each flying sword shone coldly, emitting a series of completely different strange fluctuations.

"Finally no longer hiding in Tibet?"

Zhongliwu smiled instead of anger. If Lu Yishan took the initiative to attack, it would be more in line with his intentions. The fluctuations generated during the attack were enough for Zhongliwu to find Lu Yishan's specific location.

"Ice sword, cut!"

Following Lu Yishan's order, the dark blue icy sword shot towards Zhongliwu like lightning, and the sword's aura was flying horizontally, and it came to Zhongliwu almost in a flash.

"Ding!"

Zhongli Wu's eyes were fixed, and the huge death scythe in his hand had already blocked the ice sword.The ice sword shattered during the collision, and there was a layer of blue light on the death scythe. Even though the black air flow continuously released from Zhongliwu's body continued to impact, it still spread on the scythe at an alarming speed.

"Sword of fire, cut!"

An astonishing heat wave gushed out from the crimson sword of fire, and the terrifying high temperature distorted everything around Zhongliwu in boiling. The scorching flame flashed and shot towards Zhongliwu again.

The Death Scythe in Zhongli Wu's hand sank and swept across the Fire Sword. With the ear-piercing sound of friction, the Fire Sword was cut in two by the Death Scythe, but the remaining sparks fell on the Death Scythe, creating a spark of sparks that started a prairie fire. It felt like a thin layer of flame was burning on the death sickle.

Ice and fire merged suddenly, and the death scythe condensed into a solid body let out a mournful cry, and with a bang, more than one-fifth of the tip of the knife was reduced to a jet black as ink, and then drifted away with the wind.

As a condensed weapon of the god of death, Zhongli Wu asked himself that the power of the scythe of the god of death was no longer inferior to the legendary artifact.Just receiving the opponent's two swords, it has already collapsed, and there are streams of scorching hot or icy air continuously intruding into the body, making Zhong Liwu's face gloomy.

You can't be passive like this anymore!

Zhongliwu's death puppet suddenly let out a muffled sound like a thunderstorm, and black flames lingered all over his body. Wherever the black flames passed, the collapsed death scythe immediately returned to its original state. It roared out, covering the direction of the remaining three long swords overwhelmingly.

No matter where Lu Yishan hides, he can't get away from this square inch.Under the indiscriminate attack, see how you can dodge.

(End of this chapter)