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[Chapter 573]: Do your best to survive

The soul elder roared anxiously, and only half of Li Jianhang's withered skin and exposed flesh were left in the distance, and at this time he was no different from a scholar who had no power to restrain the chicken.

Li Jianhang had exhausted almost all of his earthly strength because of the shackles of the tattooed altar runes and the casting inscriptions, plus that he was now dead and lonely, and now any Tianyuan Realm martial artist could kill him.

Now Li Jianhang is at the weakest time in Wutu's life.

Fang Zhi tried hard to move his head, and when he looked at it, he found that Li Jianhang's half of his body was almost without any vitality, full of the smell of death, wisps of black qi wrapped around his body, and with a little comprehension of his divine thoughts, Fang Zhi found that Li Jianhang was indeed as the soul elder said, condensing the power to activate the altar to devour the forbidden formation.

It's just that this power is currently like a candle flame, faint and unreachable, but Fang Zhi sensed that this candle flame was gradually growing, and he only needed to give it a certain amount of time.

It can be turned into a divine fire that incinerates heaven and earth, enough to burn Fang Zhi's dregs without being left.

As soon as he thought of this, under the thought of survival, Fang Zhi recalled the knowledge of the Basic Array Forbidden Land that he had learned, and wanted to unlock the shackles of the inscription on his body, but what made Fang Zhi desperate!

The immensity of the Ancient Devouring Array Forbidden on this altar was by no means something that could be shaken by the ants of the Earth Yuan Realm.

It's no wonder that after Li Jianhang arranged the formation ban, he would be so weak that he didn't even have half a point left to activate the formation ban.

"Soul Elder, this forbidden is definitely something I can't unlock. After Fang Zhi tried, he couldn't help but feel gloomy, only to feel that he was getting closer and closer to the gate of the underworld.

At this moment, the old man couldn't help but sigh, full of loneliness.

It seems that Fang Zhi will not escape death after all.

When the soul elder was silent, Fang Zhi was in a state of flux, thinking of all ways to escape.

To Fang Zhi's helplessness, he tried to think of any way he could, the rune shackles were like a heavenly prison, locking him firmly in place and not moving, he could only wait for death to come soon. This is undoubtedly full of pain for everyone!

Three hours passed in a blink of an eye.

Fang Zhi noticed that Li Jianhang's condensed power had changed from a small flame to a scorching fire, and his strength was condensing faster and faster, and it would take two hours at most to be able to completely condense successfully.

"Little one, is your soul power sealed? ”

Just as Fang Zhi was pondering and meditating, a slightly trembling voice from the soul elder sounded.

After Fang Zhi heard this, his heart was shocked, and he tried to mobilize the power of his divine soul, and in a moment, a heavenly soul needle was condensed.

The moment the Heavenly Soul Needle was condensed, Fang Zhi urged the Divine Mind to shoot it from the Divine Soul Heavenly Palace towards Li Jianhang.

How...... The moment the Heavenly Soul Needle was shot out of the body, the inscription shackled Earth Divine Soul Barrier that was entangled and imprisoned on Fang Zhi's body suddenly appeared, and the Heavenly Soul Needle suddenly shot fiercely on the barrier, and it was instantly shattered and shattered, which couldn't help but make Fang Zhidi's heart sink to the bottom.

The Heavenly Soul Needle couldn't come out of Fang Zhidi's body at all!

"Although my Divine Soul has not been sealed, the shell of my body has been completely imprisoned by the formation, even if I condense the Soul Spear, I can't take it out of my body, and I can only be imprisoned in the Divine Soul Heavenly Palace. Fang Zhi gritted his teeth hatefully, Li Jianhang, the old dog, was really thoughtful, he didn't give him the slightest chance, he was really a shameless old dog!

"Is it true that your soul has not been sealed?"

As everyone knows, when the soul elder learned that Fang Zhidi's divine soul had not been sealed, he immediately let out an excited hearty laugh.

"Stinky boy, you can condense the Dementor Gun now, and you can condense as much as you can. Then put the soul gun into the dzi space, and give me the rest of the time!"

This sonorous and powerful voice suddenly exploded in Fang Zhidi's mind.

Fang Zhi, who originally thought that he was a mortal situation, heard this, and his heartstrings trembled suddenly!

Although he can't use the Soul Gun, the Soul Elder can!

Li Jianhang did control him to the point of meticulousness, every step was considered, and the seamless ban really made it difficult for him to move!

But the only thing he didn't expect was the soul elder!

Soul elders can emerge from the Dzi space, and the Dzi and Fang Zhidi Divine Soul are connected together!

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Zhi's lifeless face couldn't help but twitch, he wanted to laugh out loud, but he was afraid of attracting Li Jianhang's vigilance, so he forcibly endured this joyful emotion.

When life and death come, how can it be delayed?

Fang Zhi immediately mobilized his Earth Soul and began to condense the second form of Soul Slashing Ground, the Soul Gun!

A single soul gun was enough for Fang Zhi to kill the Gu Yuan Realm martial artists.

Fang Zhi's Divine Soul Realm was currently only a mere Gu Yuan Realm Great Perfection, and if he used this method to deal with Li Jianhang in normal times, he would not be able to do it.

But this moment is different......

Li Jianhang of this meeting is a broken candle in the wind and a dying pawn.

The soul gun was the last straw that crushed Li Jianhang!

In order to ensure the smooth implementation of the plan, Fang Zhi condensed six six-foot soul guns in an hour and a half!

Every time he condensed a soul gun, he immediately used his divine thoughts to build a divine thought bridge with the dzi space, and sent the soul gun into it and delivered it to the soul elder.

The power condensed by Li Jianhang is getting bigger and bigger, the distance is enough to activate the formation, and only one-fifth of it is enough to succeed!

Condensing six dementor guns in a row, he had almost reached the limit, and he only felt a headache, as if his head had been smashed by someone.

The pain almost drove him crazy.

Fang Zhidi's eyes were all bloodshot in the scarlet ground, even if he had tried his best to reach this step, he still chose to condense the seventh soul gun!

This last soul gun almost drained all of Fang Zhidi's divine soul power, when the seventh six-foot soul dementor gun in his soul space was condensed, Fang Zhi's eyes were scarlet, and his body was trembling because of pain, he relied on the last wisp of sobriety to send the seventh six-foot soul gun into the Dzi space.

A faint and imperceptible divine thought was transmitted to the soul elder.

"Soul... Old...... I really want to live......"

These were Fang Zhi's last words before he fell into a coma.

This sentence is full of strong unwillingness, endless expectation, and a trace of grievance.

He is only 17 years old this year, and he is in the prime of life, with a bright future and a bright future.

The true face of the world, Fang Zhi has never really seen it.

He wants to become a powerful man in the world, standing in heaven and earth, and being admired by all people.

He also wants to fulfill his three-year covenant with his sister and set foot on the Holy Land with pride.

Li Jianhang, who has lived for 500 years, does not want to die, and does not hesitate to use any means in order to survive.

How could a mere seventeen-year-old Fang Zhi accept the fate of death?