There is an immortal world in me

Chapter 983 Who Did I Kill?
And it still sends out a sound system spell attack at the same time?
Huang Ding spat out two mouthfuls of blood again and sprayed it on his piano.

Continue to play the piano, add a few layers of real energy, and do it with all your strength.

Huang Ding gritted his teeth, his lips trembled, and he fiddled with the sound of the piano quickly, spitting it out from the piano.

The sound waves of the halo, visible to the naked eye, followed Huang Ding's piano and went straight to the seven sound system spells.

"Bang, bang, bang...".The seven phonological spells were directly disintegrated there by Huang Ding.

At this moment, Huang Ding could not say anything at all, nor could he crack the five-element lightning formation.

He can only cast spells with all his strength to resist the sound spell attacks of the seven Huashen venerables.

"Ding dong...".Another sound of magic attack from the Venerable Huashen came.

Huang Ding was no longer playing the piano at the moment, he had sprayed several mouthfuls of blood just now, and competed with the seven Huashen venerables in the sound system spell.

At this moment, No. 8 Venerable Huashen's sound system spell came, and he gave up using the sound system spell to resist.

He was no match for the eight Huashen Venerables at all.

Even if he practiced the magic of the sound system to the peak, it is impossible for him to be the opponent of the eight Huashen venerables.

"rise……".Huang Ding pointed his hand in the air, and the mirror quickly flew over, wrapping Huang Ding tightly.

Most of the phonetic spell attacks of the Eight Paths Huashen Venerable dissipated just after reaching the mirror, and only a small part flew to Huang Ding's side.

"Fortunately, I still have this mirror...".Huang Ding looked at the mirror above his head while talking.

This mirror is a rare treasure, it can reduce most of the sound system attacks.

The remaining attacks can't do anything to him at all.

If it wasn't for the restrictions on the use of this mirror, he would have taken it out a long time ago.

However, even if there are usage restrictions, he is confident that he can survive under the sound spells of the eight Huashen Venerables,

"Ding dong, ding dong...".At this time, the phonetic attacks of the two Huashen Venerables came over again.

"Ten Huashen Venerables..."?Huang Ding's complexion has become the color of a pig's liver.

He didn't understand what he had done that was so unreasonable that he was chased and killed by ten cultivators of the Tianji Sect.

And it's an endless competition of phonetic spells.

After Liang Zicheng pressed the play button of the last speaker, he looked into the big formation.

"what"!Liang Zicheng let out a soft snort, he didn't expect that Huang Ding was still alive now.

One must know that his apprentice, Yin Hen, did not last a second under these attacks.

"That mirror is a good baby...".Liang Zicheng saw the extraordinaryness of that mirror at a glance.

At this moment, Huang Ding was strenuously directing the mirror to resist the attacks of ten sound spells.

As for the phonological attacks of those Jindan cultivators, he had already ignored them and let them fall on him.

He also has more and more wounds.

"That's it, I'm giving you a ride."After Liang Zicheng finished speaking, he began to summon the golden elixir.

Soon after, a huge long sword appeared in the sky.

Huang Ding seemed to feel the coercion from the air, and then looked up into the air.

"Golden Core Dharma Aspect, this is the Dharma Aspect of Huashen Venerable..."?Huang Ding's face was already pale.

Now it is already very difficult for him to resist the sound-type magic attacks of the ten Huashen venerables, how could he still resist the golden elixir.

"Old man, what did you do to make Tianjizong dispatch eleven Huashen venerables to chase after him..."?
"There are so many Golden Core cultivators..."?
Huang Ding's brows were tightly frowned. Could it be that among the dozens of monks there were not several avatars of Huashen Venerable...

The giant sword is very elegant and beautiful, and it looks full of power. Anyone who sees it can feel that it has great power.

As soon as the giant sword appeared, it slashed towards Huang Ding with the momentum of Mount Tai!Wherever the giant sword passed, the purple light was burning, and the wind was loud, and the air seemed to be afraid of its power and fled to make way for it!

Huang Ding, who was resisting the spell of the sound system, suddenly looked up into the sky with his consciousness!
After he saw the gigantic sword several feet in size suddenly coming from the sky, his face turned pale and bloodless!

Then he made a hasty pinch, and a magic shield appeared in front of him, bit by bit.Immediately, the magic weapon shield disappeared in the same place with a flash of black light.

"Boom—"

The moment Liang Zicheng's Golden Elixir and Huang Ding's magic shield collided, there was a loud thunderous sound in the jungle, and the two terrifying forces swept away, causing the earth to vibrate slightly.

"Crack-"

After the two attacks stalemate for a while, suddenly, thin cracks appeared on the shield of the magic weapon, and then the cracks moved away quickly, and the shield was directly shattered into pieces after a while.

After the giant sword broke through the magic weapon of the shield, it flew directly towards Huang Ding.

"Ah, no!" Huang Ding only had time to scream, and the place where he was standing was smashed into a big hole about ten feet deep by the giant sword!
Liang Zicheng quickly looked towards the giant pit.

I saw that Huang Ding had been killed there by the giant sword.

His eyes were wide open, as if he didn't understand how so many Huashen Venerables were chasing and killing him.

In the soil under the body, a small black bag could be vaguely seen.

"Huh?" When Liang Zicheng glanced over a corner of the huge pit, he saw a black baby sizing up the big formation.

Liang Zicheng waved his hand lightly, and two flames of three colors appeared in his hand.

Venerable Huashen has two Nascent Souls, he has suffered a loss once, and this time he will not suffer again no matter what.

"呲.".Sure enough, a black Nascent Soul flew out of Huang Ding's body.

Liang Zicheng pointed at the flame in his hand, and the three-color flames quickly flew towards the black Nascent Soul.

"what……".The black Nascent Soul was instantly burned to ashes by Liang Zicheng's Nascent Soul supernatural power.

Immediately afterwards, a flame of three colors appeared in Liang Zicheng's hand again.

"go……".The Sanwei Zhenhuo in Liang Zicheng's hand immediately flew towards Huang Ding.

At this moment, a black Nascent Soul flew out of Huang Ding's body again.

"go……".At this moment, Liang Zicheng was already prepared, and another Sanwei Zhenhuo flew directly over.

"Fellow Daoist, I have something to say..."

"Fellow Daoist, what the hell did I do that more than a dozen Huashen Venerables came to chase and kill..."?
Huang Ding's Nascent Soul shouted loudly, until now he didn't understand what kind of big thing he dared to do directly.

"what……".The black Nascent Soul just let out a scream and disappeared between the heaven and the earth.

With a wave of Liang Zicheng's hand, he took Huang Ding's storage bag into his hand.

Then he found his target, Longxingcao, in Huang Ding's storage bag.

"Now, I have obtained Longxing Grass, as long as I get the Star Soul Stone, I can clone again...".After Liang Zicheng said a word, the speakers returned to the storage bag with a wave of his hand.

(End of this chapter)