divine
Chapter 390
---------- When the figure flew close, Huo Jian and Mu Qinghai stopped and stood facing each other.
The sky is as blue as a sea, the sun is bright, the air is scorching hot in the afternoon, under the sun that exists like a huge fireball, Huo Jian's face is solemn, and he said coldly, "Hun Ling, what do you mean?"
"Hmph, you still ask me, you stole my Hunzong Zongbao from the Fire Crystal Sect disciple, and I'm here to get it back!" Hun Ling snorted coldly with anger flashing in his eyes.
"My Fire Crystal Sect stole your Soul Sect's treasure?" Huo Jian's face was full of doubts, he really didn't know about it.
"Hmph, don't pretend, since our Soul Sect has already intervened in this battle this time, you have to pay it, or you have to pay it if you don't." Hun Ling said without hesitation.
"Then let's see the real trick!" Huo Jian was not the one to compromise, and the other party said that for this reason, Huo Jian didn't want to explain any more.
When the words fell, the soul had already shot out, accompanied by Mu Qinghai, the two strong men joined forces, and Huo Jian was at the most unfavorable time, the only thing that should feel lucky was that the soul had met with him that day. Ming Qi was injured in the battle and has not recovered yet, and his strength has not fully recovered.
Below, Ming Qi stared at the battle in the sky with a solemn expression. Huo Jian had been at a disadvantage since the beginning of the fight. If this continued, the Huo Jingzong would definitely lose.
"Sheng Luo!" Ming Qi shouted, and a figure floated out of Neng Jie.
"Master!" Sheng Luo knelt on one knee to Ming.
"The guy from the Soul Sect above is handed over to you." Ming Qi said seriously.
"Yes." Sheng Luo responded, his figure blurred and appeared above the sky.
A sudden figure separated the injured Huo Jian from Mu Qinghai and Hun Ling.
"Well, you fire crystal sect, how dare you deny it, this is not the guy who came to steal things with you that day." Hun Ling's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he stared at Sheng Luo.
Sheng Luo didn't say a word, his body instantly turned into a strong dead air, shrouded in the sky.
Wrapping Mu Qinghai, Huo Jian, and soul in it, Sheng Luo's current cultivation base is at the early stage of the fifth stage of Nengsheng, but in terms of strength, he may not be afraid of the sixth stage of Nengsheng.
"What the hell is this!" An elder of the Wood Spirit Sect who was also affected exclaimed, but Sheng Luo's majestic death aura doomed him before he escaped immediately.
The elder felt the black mist constantly intruding into his body, and he immediately lost consciousness wherever the black mist passed. The blackness made his body unable to move for a moment, and he even felt the black mist continuously Eroding one's soul, that's right, another function of the dead air is not only to protect the soul from being swallowed, but also to devour the soul and shatter it, depending on the source of the dead air, Saint Luo's decision.
In just a moment, apart from Huojian, Mu Qinghai, Hunying, and the cultivators on Huojing's side, the Mu Lingzong's side who fell into this dead air died a terrible death. They all became the nourishment of Sheng Luo. The strongest thing about Luo is not his individual strength, but the group attack effect brought by his powerful death aura. People whose soul power is weaker than Saint Luo's will be directly devoured by this death aura without quick defense. The same is true for the body, even if it is stronger than Saint Luo, if it is not prepared, it will still be severely injured by this death energy. The innate advantage is so strong, otherwise how could it be the second dead person born in the ancient holy land.
"This is?!" Mu Qinghai exclaimed.In this black mist, there is a strong smell of death, mixed with a faint smell of blood and rancidity.
"Be careful, I've suffered from this stuff before." Hun Ling had long been able to resist this dead air with armor on his body.
Mu Qinghai was not so lucky, some death energy penetrated into the body to cast the energy armor, although there was not much death energy, but if its strong collateral effect was not stopped, even a wisp of death energy would still be enough to kill Mu Qinghai.
Mu Qinghai felt his limbs start to become paralyzed, he was startled in his heart, and hurriedly activated his energy, all of which hit his limbs.
On Huo Jian's side, a hand suddenly appeared beside him and patted his shoulder, and immediately the voice came, "Master asked me to help you."
"Master?" Huo Jian was puzzled. Didn't the Huo Jingzong know someone strong enough to make a saint-level slave?
Sheng Luo put his hand slightly in front of Huo Jian's eyes, and a wave of death from the Holy Plain penetrated into Huo Jian's eyes. Immediately, Huo Jian felt a slight change in his eyes, and everything around him became very clear. Even in the black mist, there was nothing affected.
"Let's do it!" Sheng Luo shouted, although to release this dead zone, you need to reduce your own strength, but compared with the opponent, the loss of your own strength is nothing.
Huo Jian didn't think too much about him anymore, and flew towards those two together with Sheng Luo.
Beneath this dense mass of dead energy, it is remembered that the energy in the body has been exhausted, the energy crystal is useless, and the meridians in the body are already on the verge of collapse, and taking the energy crystal is undoubtedly courting death.
Ming Qi released the aura from his left arm, poured into the meridians, and then slowly dispersed into the cells.
Immediately, the cells frantically devoured the energy in the surrounding air.
Starting from the center of the inscription, a vortex of air flow is formed, and the cells will quickly inject the energy swallowed into the meridians. The movement of the spiritual energy just now has repaired all the damage to the meridians, and they can gather in the meridians. If the streams converge into Like a river, gradually, the original gaseous state can be compressed into a liquid state, gradually pouring into every muscle cell, internal organ cell, and storage.
Just as Ming Qi was enjoying the numbness in his body, two figures suddenly appeared behind him, the long sword pierced the air, reflecting the bright light of the sky.
Ming stretched his hands behind his back and his hands were already covered with a layer of hard ice. The corners of the hard ice were sharp and saw-toothed.
Holding the knife and sword firmly with both hands, raised both hands slightly upwards, and the sword was also thrown up. Immediately, they swung it down forcefully. .
Ming Qi turned around abruptly, his fists were merciless, and hit the chests of the two of them directly. Immediately, the two of them had no time to dodge, and their chests were pierced by the fists.
How can two capable kings compete with Ming Qi?
A big hole was punched out in the chest, and the two of them immediately lost their combat power. Their eyes were filled with unwillingness and horror, and were covered with a layer of light gray. Just as the body was about to fall, Ming Qi had already put his body into the ring.
The sound of colliding energy devices around still continued, but compared to before, it was much weaker, scarcer, too powerless, and there was a smell of blood in the air, and there seemed to be a faint layer of blood-red mist in the clear sky, and sometimes a flame Blooming in the air, there is a hot wave in the air, accompanied by the smell of blood, some shrill screams, it seems that there is a sunny sky, like hell, and there is a sea of fire below, and the burning red flame seems to be about to explode. Burn this earth clean.
The ground was littered with corpses, and many corpses had been devoured by the flames everywhere, leaving only ashes mixed with firewood ash.
The Wood Spirit Sect and the Wood Spirit Mountain were surrounded by green trees not long ago, with towering ancestral trees and lingering water, which is better than a fairy cave, but now the sky is full of fire, smoke and dust billow, screaming again and again, like hell.
A gust of wind blows in, dust is flying all over the sky, and the smoke from burning wet wood is mixed in it to cover the sky and block out the sun, which seems to be the case on the battlefield.
In the black mist in the sky, could you see sword lights shooting out suddenly, and a figure shooting out suddenly, and if you look carefully, it is none other than Mu Qinghai, but at the moment he is dressed in rags, His body was covered in blood, and he looked very embarrassed.
The moment Mu Qinghai flew out, a white light with closed eyes shot out from the black mist, followed by a loud noise, an explosion occurred in the black mist, the black mist was blown away immediately, and the black mist cleared, but there was only one figure , Huo Jian, Huo Jian's complexion is not very good, as pale as paper, and the violent ups and downs of his chest indicate how tired he is at the moment.
The soul is gone, but next to Huo Jian, strands of black energy gather together, and finally condense into a figure, which is Sheng Luo.
St. Robben has a pale face, even a little pale and blue, but the blueness is very small, and he still has this face now, so it is difficult to judge his condition from his complexion.
But judging from the broken clothes on Sheng Luo's chest (now Sheng Luo's clothes are all condensed with dead air), the wounds that have not recovered have been revealed, and Sheng Luo also suffered a lot of injuries, but there is no one in the sky. The trace of the soul, it seems that the blow just now was his last blow.
This is the advantage of partnering with Saint Luo's deceased, which can greatly reduce the opponent's combat effectiveness.And he is not affected.
"Huo Jian, you won. But I, the Wood Spirit Sect, will definitely come back with anger." Mu Qinghai said fiercely, a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth when he got emotional. . . . . . . . . . . .
The sky is as blue as a sea, the sun is bright, the air is scorching hot in the afternoon, under the sun that exists like a huge fireball, Huo Jian's face is solemn, and he said coldly, "Hun Ling, what do you mean?"
"Hmph, you still ask me, you stole my Hunzong Zongbao from the Fire Crystal Sect disciple, and I'm here to get it back!" Hun Ling snorted coldly with anger flashing in his eyes.
"My Fire Crystal Sect stole your Soul Sect's treasure?" Huo Jian's face was full of doubts, he really didn't know about it.
"Hmph, don't pretend, since our Soul Sect has already intervened in this battle this time, you have to pay it, or you have to pay it if you don't." Hun Ling said without hesitation.
"Then let's see the real trick!" Huo Jian was not the one to compromise, and the other party said that for this reason, Huo Jian didn't want to explain any more.
When the words fell, the soul had already shot out, accompanied by Mu Qinghai, the two strong men joined forces, and Huo Jian was at the most unfavorable time, the only thing that should feel lucky was that the soul had met with him that day. Ming Qi was injured in the battle and has not recovered yet, and his strength has not fully recovered.
Below, Ming Qi stared at the battle in the sky with a solemn expression. Huo Jian had been at a disadvantage since the beginning of the fight. If this continued, the Huo Jingzong would definitely lose.
"Sheng Luo!" Ming Qi shouted, and a figure floated out of Neng Jie.
"Master!" Sheng Luo knelt on one knee to Ming.
"The guy from the Soul Sect above is handed over to you." Ming Qi said seriously.
"Yes." Sheng Luo responded, his figure blurred and appeared above the sky.
A sudden figure separated the injured Huo Jian from Mu Qinghai and Hun Ling.
"Well, you fire crystal sect, how dare you deny it, this is not the guy who came to steal things with you that day." Hun Ling's eyes were about to burst into flames, and he stared at Sheng Luo.
Sheng Luo didn't say a word, his body instantly turned into a strong dead air, shrouded in the sky.
Wrapping Mu Qinghai, Huo Jian, and soul in it, Sheng Luo's current cultivation base is at the early stage of the fifth stage of Nengsheng, but in terms of strength, he may not be afraid of the sixth stage of Nengsheng.
"What the hell is this!" An elder of the Wood Spirit Sect who was also affected exclaimed, but Sheng Luo's majestic death aura doomed him before he escaped immediately.
The elder felt the black mist constantly intruding into his body, and he immediately lost consciousness wherever the black mist passed. The blackness made his body unable to move for a moment, and he even felt the black mist continuously Eroding one's soul, that's right, another function of the dead air is not only to protect the soul from being swallowed, but also to devour the soul and shatter it, depending on the source of the dead air, Saint Luo's decision.
In just a moment, apart from Huojian, Mu Qinghai, Hunying, and the cultivators on Huojing's side, the Mu Lingzong's side who fell into this dead air died a terrible death. They all became the nourishment of Sheng Luo. The strongest thing about Luo is not his individual strength, but the group attack effect brought by his powerful death aura. People whose soul power is weaker than Saint Luo's will be directly devoured by this death aura without quick defense. The same is true for the body, even if it is stronger than Saint Luo, if it is not prepared, it will still be severely injured by this death energy. The innate advantage is so strong, otherwise how could it be the second dead person born in the ancient holy land.
"This is?!" Mu Qinghai exclaimed.In this black mist, there is a strong smell of death, mixed with a faint smell of blood and rancidity.
"Be careful, I've suffered from this stuff before." Hun Ling had long been able to resist this dead air with armor on his body.
Mu Qinghai was not so lucky, some death energy penetrated into the body to cast the energy armor, although there was not much death energy, but if its strong collateral effect was not stopped, even a wisp of death energy would still be enough to kill Mu Qinghai.
Mu Qinghai felt his limbs start to become paralyzed, he was startled in his heart, and hurriedly activated his energy, all of which hit his limbs.
On Huo Jian's side, a hand suddenly appeared beside him and patted his shoulder, and immediately the voice came, "Master asked me to help you."
"Master?" Huo Jian was puzzled. Didn't the Huo Jingzong know someone strong enough to make a saint-level slave?
Sheng Luo put his hand slightly in front of Huo Jian's eyes, and a wave of death from the Holy Plain penetrated into Huo Jian's eyes. Immediately, Huo Jian felt a slight change in his eyes, and everything around him became very clear. Even in the black mist, there was nothing affected.
"Let's do it!" Sheng Luo shouted, although to release this dead zone, you need to reduce your own strength, but compared with the opponent, the loss of your own strength is nothing.
Huo Jian didn't think too much about him anymore, and flew towards those two together with Sheng Luo.
Beneath this dense mass of dead energy, it is remembered that the energy in the body has been exhausted, the energy crystal is useless, and the meridians in the body are already on the verge of collapse, and taking the energy crystal is undoubtedly courting death.
Ming Qi released the aura from his left arm, poured into the meridians, and then slowly dispersed into the cells.
Immediately, the cells frantically devoured the energy in the surrounding air.
Starting from the center of the inscription, a vortex of air flow is formed, and the cells will quickly inject the energy swallowed into the meridians. The movement of the spiritual energy just now has repaired all the damage to the meridians, and they can gather in the meridians. If the streams converge into Like a river, gradually, the original gaseous state can be compressed into a liquid state, gradually pouring into every muscle cell, internal organ cell, and storage.
Just as Ming Qi was enjoying the numbness in his body, two figures suddenly appeared behind him, the long sword pierced the air, reflecting the bright light of the sky.
Ming stretched his hands behind his back and his hands were already covered with a layer of hard ice. The corners of the hard ice were sharp and saw-toothed.
Holding the knife and sword firmly with both hands, raised both hands slightly upwards, and the sword was also thrown up. Immediately, they swung it down forcefully. .
Ming Qi turned around abruptly, his fists were merciless, and hit the chests of the two of them directly. Immediately, the two of them had no time to dodge, and their chests were pierced by the fists.
How can two capable kings compete with Ming Qi?
A big hole was punched out in the chest, and the two of them immediately lost their combat power. Their eyes were filled with unwillingness and horror, and were covered with a layer of light gray. Just as the body was about to fall, Ming Qi had already put his body into the ring.
The sound of colliding energy devices around still continued, but compared to before, it was much weaker, scarcer, too powerless, and there was a smell of blood in the air, and there seemed to be a faint layer of blood-red mist in the clear sky, and sometimes a flame Blooming in the air, there is a hot wave in the air, accompanied by the smell of blood, some shrill screams, it seems that there is a sunny sky, like hell, and there is a sea of fire below, and the burning red flame seems to be about to explode. Burn this earth clean.
The ground was littered with corpses, and many corpses had been devoured by the flames everywhere, leaving only ashes mixed with firewood ash.
The Wood Spirit Sect and the Wood Spirit Mountain were surrounded by green trees not long ago, with towering ancestral trees and lingering water, which is better than a fairy cave, but now the sky is full of fire, smoke and dust billow, screaming again and again, like hell.
A gust of wind blows in, dust is flying all over the sky, and the smoke from burning wet wood is mixed in it to cover the sky and block out the sun, which seems to be the case on the battlefield.
In the black mist in the sky, could you see sword lights shooting out suddenly, and a figure shooting out suddenly, and if you look carefully, it is none other than Mu Qinghai, but at the moment he is dressed in rags, His body was covered in blood, and he looked very embarrassed.
The moment Mu Qinghai flew out, a white light with closed eyes shot out from the black mist, followed by a loud noise, an explosion occurred in the black mist, the black mist was blown away immediately, and the black mist cleared, but there was only one figure , Huo Jian, Huo Jian's complexion is not very good, as pale as paper, and the violent ups and downs of his chest indicate how tired he is at the moment.
The soul is gone, but next to Huo Jian, strands of black energy gather together, and finally condense into a figure, which is Sheng Luo.
St. Robben has a pale face, even a little pale and blue, but the blueness is very small, and he still has this face now, so it is difficult to judge his condition from his complexion.
But judging from the broken clothes on Sheng Luo's chest (now Sheng Luo's clothes are all condensed with dead air), the wounds that have not recovered have been revealed, and Sheng Luo also suffered a lot of injuries, but there is no one in the sky. The trace of the soul, it seems that the blow just now was his last blow.
This is the advantage of partnering with Saint Luo's deceased, which can greatly reduce the opponent's combat effectiveness.And he is not affected.
"Huo Jian, you won. But I, the Wood Spirit Sect, will definitely come back with anger." Mu Qinghai said fiercely, a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth when he got emotional. . . . . . . . . . . .
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