Chapter 1500: It's Too Late for Fortune Telling
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The big butterfly has already come to lay eggs three times, plus the previous two, and now there are a bunch of eggs hanging on the fifth floor of the entire Soul Tower.
The big butterfly fell again, and the big fluffy butt slowly opened the window on the seventh floor of the Soul Suppression Tower, and at the moment when the cave hallucination appeared, Yang Ling's finger flicked forward, and a red chain with twenty-eight buckles appeared outside the Soul Suppression Tower.
"Boom~~"
Red flames exploded in the sky, and countless huge fireballs with a diameter of more than two thousand meters appeared in the air, and then smashed down in all directions like meteorite hailstones.
The layers of space were smashed into fragments and collapsed layer by layer, revealing the true face of a canyon outside, under the attack of violent fireballs, the canyon also began to collapse with the boulders, and even the space with a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers was shaken, and then the layers of canyon labyrinth illusions were shattered, and large balls of fireballs sputtered out, and the flames stained the air at a height of nearly 1,000 kilometers.
The big butterfly that was laying eggs was directly submerged in the fireball, and these flames burned on its body and wings, and almost at the same time, a blue light exploded again in the flames, and countless cyan wind blades nearly three thousand meters long were dense and urgent like a storm, crackling and covering thousands of miles of space, and the illusion in the flames completely collapsed.
"Boom Boom Boom~"
Almost connected into a cyan wind blade that connected the sky and the earth, all of them slashed at the big butterfly.
With the disintegration of blue light, layers of illusion light and shadow were directly chopped under the wind blade.
Streams of blue light erupted more intensely from the big butterfly's body, and the layers of phantom light and shadow seemed to be a surging tide, completely resisting the wind blades and fireballs in the sky, and then the huge wings flapped a few times and took off into the air and prepared to fly away.
"Chop~~"
Colorful light and shadow erupted above Yang Ling's head, and two successive Jade Fu Yuan Slashing Techniques fell on the head of the big butterfly.
"Squeak~~"
The big butterfly let out a scream, and its body fell out of the air with a twist.
At the same time as the big butterfly fell, Yang Ling put away the Soul Suppression Tower, threw everyone on the flying sword with a roll of aura, and fled out of the canyon with a roar, but at the moment when he put away the Soul Suppression Tower, the wings of the big butterfly fell from the top of his head, and without warning, a terrifying aura instantly invaded his Divine Sea, directly exploding a wound on the chest of the Yuan Shen, and a half-foot-long wound also exploded on the chest of his body.
"Poof~"
Yang Ling spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't dare to stop at all, and the flying sword rushed out of the canyon and roared away against the ridge.
After two consecutive Yufu Yuan Slashing Techniques, he felt a little dizzy, and this time he judged that he should have completely cracked the illusion of the big butterfly, and if he didn't leave at this time, he would probably not be able to leave at all.
Now for the derivation of the rule chain, he feels that he has reached a bottleneck state, and if he adds one more buckle, he feels that his spiritual power will be completely drained when it is released, let alone fighting, and he has no ability to protect himself.
So, this is the scene I saw earlier.
But the group did not escape far, and were once again chased by the big butterfly and fell into a fantasy.
Looking at the big butterfly's fluffy buttocks, listening to Gao Wenfeng's shouting, Yang Ling had a sense of weakness that he was powerless.
Twenty-eight chains are already the limit of the power that he can control the rules, and the Yufu Yuan Slashing Technique has been used too frequently in the past three months, and the Yuan Shen is already a little unstable, and to deal with a demon beast of this level, it is almost useless not to come three or five times in a row, and now it is to use it again Yang Ling feels that he will collapse.
The only way to do this is to use Plunder Cards.
Yang Ling flipped over his hand and took out the plunder card, Ding Cong's face turned pale and said: "Second child, don't be stupid, you are already old and about to hang up, I don't think I will need an urn if I use it again, and I can't pick it up." ”
Chu Yuan also said with a frightened face: "The sixth brother is right, the second one, don't come nonsense, this card can't be used anymore, you quickly think about it......, is there any other card on your body?"
Before Chu Yuan's words were finished, Yang Ling already had a golden compass in his hand.
"Damn, Xiao Lingzi, it's too late for fortune-telling now, hurry up and think of another way!" Yu Qiang looked at Yang Ling and suddenly took out a compass as he spoke, and his face was as black as the bottom of the pot.
Yang Ling: ......
Chu Yuan's words reminded him that he did still have a card, but it was a card of the elf clan, the Chaos God Labyrinth card, and this card was the key to open the golden compass.
And he tried this card once, and he was almost drained of the divine soul power in his body.
Now he suddenly remembered that this card might not be driven by the power of the Divine Soul, but with the power of the Divine Soul, because the Elven Race did not cultivate the Divine Soul at all.
Yang Ling focused his attention on the compass, and the moment his consciousness fell, a huge Luo appeared in his brain, golden and heavy, every rim, every pattern, every rune, it was as clear as if it was right in front of him.
In the sea of gods, the spirit seed tree shook wildly, and the spiritual power poured into the compass like a river bursting its banks, only to see that the wheels on the golden compass began to rotate, and the sound of clicking and clicking continued to sound, and then one by one the characters began to light up, and the last white light erupted from the small hole in the center of the compass, quickly enlarged to the size of a basketball and floated in front of Yang Ling.
Inside the Soul Suppression Tower, everyone watched Yang Ling's movements intently.
At this time, Yang Ling focused all his energy on the compass, and his consciousness was like a streamer passing between the wheels, and finally stopped in front of a green arch, with a purple-gold card inserted in the center of the arch, and his consciousness fell on the card
Yang Ling looked at the card in his hand for a moment, and then his consciousness fell on the card, almost instantly, all the cloud patterns on the card were layered and spread out in all directions, as if a four-dimensional space was rapidly tumbling from the inside out, and at once the entire Soul Suppression Tower and the space outside thousands of kilometers were all wrapped in.
The canyon labyrinth illusion created by the big butterfly was all wrapped in the dense layers of intrigued cloud maze with internal and external inconsistencies, and then a large area began to annihilate and disappear, and the big butterfly that was laying eggs on the soul tower obviously noticed the changes in the environment, fluttered its huge wings and soared into the air, and then fell into the flowing and churning clouds.
Yang Ling could clearly see that a palm-sized blue butterfly was flying around in the maze of clouds and mist in a panic, rushing like a headless fly, and layers of phantom light and shadow were constantly generated around the big butterfly, but then it was dispersed by the clouds.