Zhuo Leng came back with a menacing kill.

Seeing Luo Yang meditating, he did not hesitate to sacrifice the flying sword in his hand and shot towards Luo Yang quickly.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt a tingling pain in her brain, and then the magic weapon that flew out was uncontrollable and fell directly to the ground.

Zhuo Leng couldn't care about anything else at this time, because her divine consciousness had been attacked just now, and at this time, she could no longer use her divine sense to control her magic weapon, so she could only use all her strength to resist the invading divine consciousness attack.

The scene was very weird, that is, Zhuo Leng stood not far from Luo Yang, motionless.

And Luo Yang was also sitting cross-legged, his eyes closed, motionless.

If there was a Yuanying Monk, he would definitely be able to find out that the two were engaged in a divine consciousness confrontation at this time.

It was impossible for Luo Yang to defeat Zhuo Leng in terms of force value, so he could only take it by surprise and use his divine sense to suppress the other party for a moment.

It is comparable to the divine consciousness of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, and there is an absolute suppression of the divine consciousness of the late stage of Zhuo Leng Jindan. But the spiritual power in his body is insufficient, and he can't continue to attack, so he can only come for a moment.

If his spiritual power is sufficient, he is fully capable of destroying Zhuo Leng's divine consciousness and turning her into a wasted person.

But now the spiritual power is insufficient, and the divine sense attack method of the divine sense thorn is especially consuming spiritual power.

He had just launched a divine sense attack, mainly to prevent Zhuo Leng from accidentally destroying him, how could he withstand the power of a high-level magic weapon.

Even the body of the Yuanying Monk is not as powerful as a magic weapon, at most it is similar to a magic weapon.

Luo Yang stood still, it was difficult for a high-level magic weapon to hurt him, but a low-level magic weapon could chop him up with a single sword.

While launching a divine sense attack, Luo Yang also accumulated strength and launched the most likely means for him to suppress Zhuo Leng, the Forbidden God Curse!

The divine sense thorn can't hold it, as long as Zhuo Leng can hold on for thirty seconds, his spiritual power will be exhausted, and he will become a waste, and Zhuo Leng can destroy him with his hands.

He had to inject the Forbidden God Spell into Zhuo Leng's body within thirty seconds, otherwise he would find a good grave for himself today.

Even if the place has good feng shui.

The only restriction of the forbidden god spell is that it can only be used by people whose cultivation is lower than his own, Luo Yang's divine sense is so powerful, there is no problem in using it on Zhuo Leng.

It's just that Zhuo Leng will resist!

Luo Yang has used it more than once, under normal circumstances, if Zhuo Leng does not resist, then it can be 100% successful, and the time can be controlled within thirty seconds.

But once she resists, it doesn't matter if she can succeed, let alone within thirty seconds.

Luo Yang didn't have any confidence at all, he didn't have the certainty of absolutely suppressing Zhuo Leng, otherwise he would have placed a forbidden spell on her a long time ago.

Now he has been driven to a dead end, and this is the only way to go.

The odds of success are open.

If you succeed, you will be able to live, and if you fail, you will probably die.

Zhuo Leng felt that her divine consciousness had been attacked, hitting all the power to resist, although the opponent's divine sense was very strong, but she was also in the late stage of Jindan, if it was the middle stage of Jindan, the attack just now might make her divine sense collapse and become a wasted person.

But she held on, and the other party's attack continued, but she was also prepared.

It's very uncomfortable, the divine consciousness is attacked, and the kind of pain that emanates from the depths of the soul is simply not something that ordinary people can endure. The monk is very patient, but he can also be in pain.

And at this time, she suddenly felt that a strange force was penetrating into the depths of her soul, the power was very domineering, although it did not cause any harm, but it seemed to directly force her X, crazy to occupy everything in her, and make her surrender.

How could she surrender, her will, could not be so easily succumbed!

Even if that force was very domineering, she could not open her heart and succumb to that force.

There is a feeling that once you give in, you will lose everything you have, including your dignity, your freedom, and even your body.

The forbidden god spell has been hindered, Luo Yang can feel it very clearly, it would be good if he had the cultivation of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, such a big cultivation gap, even if he used a strong one, he could also put the forbidden god spell in Zhuo Leng's body.

Now, his spiritual power is passing too fast, only less than the spiritual power of the Jindan stage, and in just a few seconds, a third of it has passed.

He had to reduce the intensity of his Divine Sense's attack so that he could hold on a little longer, attacking Zhuo Leng's Divine Consciousness and distracting her while the Forbidden Divine Spell broke through her will.

With a two-pronged approach, he has the slightest possibility.

"Zhuo Leng, give up, you are not my opponent at all, hold on, the consequences are not something you can bear!"

Luo Yang found that the breakthrough had no effect at this time, and immediately spoke.

"Do you want me to give in, go on a dream, I'll kill you with my own hands!"

"Kill me? Do you know who I am? I'm Hei Hao, I'm your man! The Zhuo family has already married you to me! Even your man is going to be killed? What kind of way are you cultivating? Is it the way of killing your husband?"

"You're not at all!"

Zhuo Leng was still affected by Luo Yang's words, because Luo Yang's performance before moved her too much, and she couldn't tell which was the real Hei Hao and which was fake.

Even if she was now 99% sure that this one in the cave was fake, there was still a trace of uncertainty.

It was that little uncertainty that made Luo Yang waver a little when she said those words.

Luo Yang took the opportunity to break through some ......

"There's a door!"

Luo Yang felt it, this Zhuo Leng is not without dead holes.

"Why am I not? You forgot that I was good to you? I escorted you, blocked all dangers for you, always walked ahead of you, and helped you break through countless formations. Have you forgotten the purple grass you got? Who else in the world would break into a cave for you?"

"Then you're not Hei Hao either!"

"Have you forgotten the three months that the two of us have been in the same bed? We practiced together, exhaling the aura of the same spiritual vein, and the aura that I breathed out was absorbed by you, and the aura that you breathed out was absorbed by me. Our bodies will escape a lot of aura every day, and we have long been fused with each other, you have me, I have you. ”

What Luo Yang said was not insensitive, and even a little disgusting.

"You fart!"

After Zhuo Leng heard this, he felt unrestrained, as if he was really contaminated with Luo Yang's breath, and his emotions became a little excited.

The Forbidden God Spell broke through a bit again.

"Don't forget what you promised me, you said that as long as I can prove it, you will promise me one thing, anything! Do you know how much I paid to prove it to you? Now I will let you fulfill your promise, I don't want anything else, I want you!"