Chapter 82 Withering Spiral!

"Boom--" A deafening roar sounded instantly, and the Mountain-Moving Ape used its huge strength to lift up a whole piece of thick earth, and threw it hard towards the oncoming sword energy, in an attempt to block the fatal sword.

An ice-blue sword light flashed across the void like lightning, just like the line between the sea and the sky, dazzling and resolute.

The sword light was so fast that people had almost no time to react, leaving only a faint illusory light and shadow.

At this time, Lu Jingming was controlling the flying soul guide, hovering high in the sky.

He stared blankly at the thrilling scene below, his face filled with shock.

Looking from Lu Jingming's high-altitude perspective, where the mountain-moving ape originally stood, there was only a crystal clear ice sculpture left, which was flashing a cold light in the sunlight.

Behind the ice sculpture, a terrifying sword mark several thousand meters long, like a hideous scar, stretched across the earth.

This sword energy left an indelible scar on the earth.

In the core area of ​​the Star Dou Great Forest, a bottomless canyon crack was forcibly opened up.

The mountain walls on both sides of the crack are as smooth as mirrors, emitting a bone-chilling coldness.

Not only that, there is also terrifying sword intent and cold air remaining in the cracks of the canyon. Even if a ten thousand year old soul beast approaches rashly, it will be strangled to death instantly.

This astonishing sword that changed the terrain allowed Lu Jingming to fully witness Jing Liu's terrifying strength, and his heart was filled with shock.

To be honest, even Lu Jingming could hardly estimate how powerful Jingliu was now.

According to the rules of the Douluo Continent, if one wants to become a god, one must survive the life-threatening tribulation of becoming a god, and also successfully condense one's own godhood.

But Jingliu, without having experienced all this, already possessed such destructive power, how can this not be amazing.

Moreover, when Jingliu first came to this world, because Lu Jingming's true power was insufficient, he was not even a Super Douluo, let alone the original power to cut down stars.

But in just thirteen years, Jingliu has reached the end of this world, and this is still within the limitations of the Douluo Continent environment.

Lu Jingming couldn't help but sigh. Even if it was a different world, even if the cultivation system and environment had undergone earth-shaking changes, Jingliu was still the flawless flying light that was eager to chop down the stars in the sky, sharp and unstoppable.

Thinking of this, Lu Jingming turned his gaze to the mountain-moving ape that had been frozen in ice, with a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

With Jingliu's strength, there was no need to use this sword that shook the world to defeat the Mountain-Moving Ape.

But it was obvious that Jing Liu might have been bored for too long, or he might have wanted to show this sword to Lu Jingming, so he took real action against this mere 100,000-year-old soul beast.

However, even so, Jingliu still showed mercy, otherwise, the Mountain-Moving Ape would not be frozen in ice, but would be chopped into countless pieces by this sharp sword.

After all, Lu Jingming still needs to absorb the spirit ring of the Mountain-Moving Ape, so he has to kill the Mountain-Moving Ape himself.

When he came to the core area of ​​the Star Dou Great Forest, he directly encountered two hundred thousand year old soul beasts. Lu Jingming was a little suspicious whether he was also favored by the will of the plane.

After all, what he did, to a certain extent, was also helping this Douluo Star to become stronger. After all, the more civilization developed and the stronger the people, the stronger the Douluo plane would become, and the upper limit would also become higher.

The people like Jing Liu summoned by Lu Jingming were equivalent to adding to the foundation of Douluo Star. However, even if they were favored by the will of the plane, Lu Jingming did not care too much. After all, the son of destiny appointed by the will of the plane was tamed like a dog.

And the plane will itself will eventually be replaced by the father of a certain God King, which is really too disappointing.

Instead of relying on the will of the plane, he might as well rely on himself.

Lu Jingming shook his head secretly, put aside these distracting thoughts, and flew towards the frozen mountain-moving ape.

In an instant, four soul rings, two purple and two black, rose from his body and surrounded him. The first soul ring was the first to light up with a dazzling purple light.

"First Soul Skill, Withering Spiral!"

The dark purple energy condensed in an instant, turning into a sharp spiral, which gushed out from the ink-black tip of the spear at a speed as fast as lightning, piercing through the soul beast core of the Mountain-Moving Ape in an instant.

Witnessing this scene, Jing Liu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

The ice power she exerted was of the ultimate ice, indestructible, and its hardness was countless times greater than that of steel.

The Mountain-Moving Ape, which had cultivated for 100,000 years, could hardly break free from her icy bondage, but Lu Jingming's first soul skill penetrated the indestructible ice so easily!
Is this the power of "withering"?
That power that decomposes everything! Jing Liu could clearly sense that under the erosion of the dark purple energy, his soul power and the ultimate ice left in the ice were being ruthlessly disintegrated by an overbearing force, dissipating bit by bit between heaven and earth.

There is no doubt that Lu Jingming's first soul skill can be called the absolute nemesis of defensive soul masters, because in the face of this decomposition force, any defense is like paper and can withstand a single blow.

Of course, decomposition is not instantaneous; it also takes time.

The stronger the defense, the longer it takes to decompose. Therefore, although Lu Jingming's first soul skill can be called a nightmare for defensive soul masters, it is not impeccable and invincible.

"Xiao Ming, what is this...?"

At this moment, Zhang Lexuan successfully absorbed the Silver Moon Dragon King's soul ring and slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was a scene that seemed to have undergone a complete upheaval. The huge ice sculptures exuded a chilling aura, and the thousands-meter-long sword canyon was shocking. All of this made her a little dazed for a moment, and she subconsciously asked.

"Sister Le Xuan, you succeeded."

When Lu Jingming heard the voice, he turned to look at Zhang Lexuan with a happy smile on his face, and temporarily stopped his plan to absorb the Mountain-Moving Ape's soul ring.

"Well, this soul ring is very suitable for me. Except for the slight trouble with the residual soul of the Silver Moon Dragon King, the whole absorption process went smoothly." Zhang Lexuan smiled lightly, and the eight soul rings around her body were shining. Among them, the eighth blood-red soul ring was like a burning flame, which was particularly eye-catching.

"And this, Xiao Ming, it's for you!"

Suddenly, Zhang Lexuan seemed to remember something. She flipped her right hand, and a crystal soul bone emitting silver moonlight appeared in her palm. She handed it to Lu Jingming without hesitation.

"What are you giving it to me? This is the soul bone of the Silver Moon Dragon King, which is more suitable for you to absorb. Judging from its shape, it should be a torso bone. Sister Le Xuan, you are so lucky." Lu Jingming raised his eyebrows slightly, then said with a smile.

You know, torso bones are the most precious among the six types of soul bones, of course, excluding external soul bones.

(End of this chapter)

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