Taishang Hualong Jue

Chapter 104

A deep and indifferent voice slowly came out of Qin Luo's mouth. A dark and mottled ancient clock was floating above his head, and strands of air flow fell down, enveloping him. spirit.

He looked at the bloodthirsty wolf who was roaring at him not far away. Although his expression was dignified, he did not show the slightest fear.

The Soul-Suppressing Art works to the extreme, the majestic dragon-shaped spiritual energy in the body whizzes, and circulates in the complicated meridians with a special trajectory.

A series of mysterious and mysterious runes flowed out from his fingertips, and the strange and mysterious power of suppressing spirits diffused out, and the surrounding air seemed to be stagnant, and the rhythmic breeze dissipated silently before approaching him for three feet.

Those strange runes slowly flowed out from the fingertips, encircling the void intertwined in front of the five fingers, shining with light, like the orbits of the stars around the sky, mysterious and complicated to the extreme.

"It's such a complicated rune." Fang Taining looked at the strange runes intertwined around Qin Luo's fingertips, frowning slightly. For some reason, she had a bad premonition in her heart.

He hurriedly shook his head, smiled, and drove away the thought. Although this bloodthirsty demon wolf king was only transformed with the spine and the flesh and blood essence of his life, his strength was not as strong as before his life, but he was not much weaker, and he was still in the category of the fifth-order demon king.

No matter how weird that kid is, it is impossible for him to show the strength of Concentration Realm with a body of Soul Sea Realm.

It was enough for him to be surprised by showing the strength of the half-step Concentration state, but the Concentration state and the half-step Concentration state are not at the same level at all.

"Earth-level Horcrux!"

He looked up at the ups and downs of the ancient clock above Qin Luo's head, with greed in his eyes. He could feel the tyranny of Zhenling Bell. Although it was still a little far from the mid-level of the prefecture level, it faintly surpassed the level of the low-level.

The bone sword was bestowed by the head of the regiment, it does not belong to him, but if he can successfully get the inheritance of Emperor Shura, even if it is destroyed, the head of the regiment will not punish him.

And this ancient clock Horcrux, he can completely own it, which is a great improvement to his strength, and his life will be guaranteed when he performs some dangerous missions outside in the future.

He seemed to have seen the bloodthirsty demon wolf king tearing that damned boy into pieces with one claw, and the ancient clock horcrux belonged to him from now on.

Roar!
The bloodthirsty demon wolf king clutched the ground with four claws, the sharp claws seemed real, glowing with a cold metallic light, and the blood-red eyes were filled with ferocious and monstrous hostility.

With the release of the evil blood energy sealed in the bone sword, its body became more and more solid, and the aura emanating from it became more and more amazing.

Its blood-red eyes looked at Qin Luo, to be more precise, at the runes flowing from Qin Luo's fingertips. Its four claws kept beating the ground, revealing its restlessness. There was a hint of fear in its eyes, and it kept roaring.

But without Fang Tai's instructions, no matter how anxious it is, it can't make a move. After all, it is no longer the demon king it used to be, but now it is just a weapon.

This time, it was the last brilliance of this weapon. After this time, the demon soul was annihilated, and without the support of the bloody aura, even if the bone sword was not broken, its power would be far less than one-tenth of what it used to be.

And this happens to be Qin Luo's opportunity. After all, he is still not proficient in cohesively using this town spirit pattern, and this is the first time he uses it in a face-to-face battle.

The spirit-suppressing pattern is a special manifestation of the spirit-suppressing formula that releases the spirit-suppressing power, and the strongest power of the spirit-suppressing power can only be released through the spirit-suppressing pattern!
With the comprehension of the Zhenling Jue, Qin Luo has been able to initially use its suppressing means, and is even more amazed at the mystery of the Zhenling Jue.

Zhen Ling Jue, Zhen Wan Ling!

When the power of suppression is strong to a certain extent, it is not only a suppression, but an extremely astonishing means of attack.

Of course, Qin Luo still has a long way to go before that step, and the comprehension and application of Zhen Ling Jue is also limited by his own strength.

No matter how strong the martial art is, it needs a strong enough cultivation base to support it.

Strength is the foundation of everything!

Fang Tai also gradually noticed the restlessness of the bloodthirsty demon wolf king. It seemed to be very afraid of those mysterious runes, so he couldn't help frowning.

He could naturally see that Qin Luo was brewing an offensive, but he didn't care. No matter how strong a martial art is, it needs a strong enough cultivation to show its power. No matter how weird this kid is, it can't change his cultivation. The fact that the soul sea realm is complete.

Moreover, although those runes are weird, the aura fluctuations are not strong, even very weak.

weak?

"There must be oddities."

Fang Tai's complexion suddenly changed, abnormality is a monster, this kid can't be unaware of the tyranny of the wolf king, and it's impossible for him to be stupid enough to die.

That rune must be weird. Looking back at what he said before, seeing the fear of the wolf king, the rune should be something that restrains spirits.

"Damn it, how could this kid master such a rare side martial art." Fang Tai's face was ugly, his luck was really bad, his last resort - the spirit body of the wolf king, was restrained by chance.

Seeing the runes continuously flowing out of Qin Luo's fingertips, he gritted his teeth, not caring that the strength of the wolf king's spirit body had not yet reached its peak, and decisively ordered him to take action.

"Bloodthirsty demon wolf, tear those two boys apart!"

His face was cold, his eyes were dark and murderous.

The spirit body of the bloodthirsty demon wolf king has long lost his wits, only his instincts are left, and he can feel threats.

After Fang Tai gave the order, he let out a roar, bent his limbs slightly, and then shot towards Qin Luo. His sharp claws were sharp and sharp, and the hard boulder was as fragile as tofu under the sharp claws, and his fangs were thick like sharp swords. , the hard skin defenses of those monsters can be easily bitten through.

It opened its bloody mouth wide, and bit down on Qin Luo, a stench of wind rushed towards his face, Qin Luo frowned slightly, and with a thought, the light of the town spirit bell flowed, and the bell rang through the mountains and forests, rippling in circles Ripples visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, the Soul-Suppressing Bell also turned into a stream of light, wrapped in a strange power of Soul-suppressing, and suppressed towards the Wolf King.

Qin Luo took advantage of the chance that the town spirit bell hit the wolf king's spirit body, tapped his toes on the ground, his body floated and then retreated, the sea of ​​souls in his body trembled, and the powerful and condensed spiritual energy roared out, surging and surging, transforming into a series of waves at an astonishing speed. Town spirit rune.

Thousands of runes flowed from the fingertips, densely packed, extremely dense, intertwined and entwined around the fingertips, permeating the amazing power of calming the spirit, his face turned slightly pale, crystal beads of sweat emerged, his fingertips were trembling slightly, there was Crystal drops of blood dripped down.

Obviously, the Zhenling martial art that needs to be displayed still has a certain degree of difficulty for him at present.

clang!
The spirit body of the wolf king hit the town spirit bell, and he was also shaken back. The evil blood energy on his body surged like a blood mist. As soon as he stabilized his figure, it roared and killed Qin Luo, and the tyrannical power fluctuations swept out.

Qin Luo's figure flitted, retreating again and again, constantly dodging the attack of the wolf king's spirit body. At a certain moment, his eyes froze suddenly, the soul-suppressing pattern no longer flowed on his fingertips, and the handprints changed like lightning, like a butterfly wearing a flower. The breath spread out.

Thousands of spirit-suppressing patterns followed, quickly intertwined and condensed, and transformed into a chain of shining fluorescent light, containing extremely astonishing spirit-suppressing power.

"Suppressing spirit patterns, binding spirit locks!"

(End of this chapter)