Sea Clan? Demon Clan?

Lu Li finally realized an extremely interesting thing.

With his current combat power, his spiritual power is exhausted, Xiaoxue has no combat effectiveness, and at most he can only defend physically, and it is almost impossible to defeat Hai Zhennan.

As for escaping, there are not only the foundation of the Hanging Sword Sect here, but also brothers such as Tai Shuyu, if he runs away, it is conceivable that the furious Hai Zhennan will definitely kill them all.

Not to mention the Hanging Sword Sect, the reason why Tai Shuyu and the others came to help without fear of life and death was entirely because of his relationship. How can he live up to the fact that others treat him like this?

Around the martial arts arena, seeing that Lu Li no longer dared to fight Hai Zhennan head-on, he only cared about dodging. Su Jin, Tai Shuyu and the others were as dead as ashes, and the same thought appeared in their minds.

After all, you still can't hold on?

An early stage cultivator of the Yuan Infant Realm killed a Merge Realm master, even if he died on the spot, it might be enough to be proud.

Opposite them, the cultivators of the Yuan Ling Sect and the Chiyang Sect had complicated faces. Schadenfreude, it seems a little, but more of an emotion that even they don't understand.

"Alas! The Hanging Sword Sect was destroyed, and the vitality of my Chiyang Sect was greatly damaged, and the future Huaxia Island would become a ranch for the Sea Shark Clan. The far-sighted monk said secretly.

"He indirectly killed so many disciples of my sect, and it is not a pity to die. Even if he escapes today, the old man will eat his flesh and drink his blood. ”

"Is there no hope?"

“……”

Among the monks present, one counts as one, and none of them are optimistic about Lu Li.

It's not that they don't believe in miracles, it's that the situation of the war decides everything. If he still has a chance to win, I'm afraid he would have started to fight back a long time ago, and he would be chased by others.

That powerful magic weapon must only be used once, otherwise he would never be able to fight back.

"Child, don't run if you have a kind."

I can't keep up with Lu Li. Hai Zhennan was so angry that he yelled and scolded angrily.

"Old horseman, don't worry, the master will send you back to heaven soon."

The only remaining spiritual power is only enough to cast the Wind Shadow Step.

The simple Wind Shadow Step has never disappointed Lu Li, even in the face of the mid-stage cultivator of the Merge Realm, he still has a slight advantage. However, with the consumption of spiritual power, this advantage is rapidly decreasing.

"Fish Falls."

Hai Zhennan was furious, his fist shadow was like a fish, and the scales of the fish were shining in the sun. Like a living creature.

Lu Li was shocked, and his heart moved, and the dragon scales suddenly appeared, blocking behind him.

The fist shadow slammed into the dragon scales, and the dragon scales suddenly shot out a golden light, and the light seemed to be specially restrained by this set of fist techniques, and the fist shadows collapsed like snowflakes.

This scene, not to mention that Hai Zhennan was shocked and angry when he saw it, even Lu Li was surprised.

Use dragon scales as shields. He has used it, and Tai Shuyu has also used it, but this has never happened.

"Could it be related to the legend of the god of the sea? The scales of the divine dragon are inherently immune to water-attribute spiritual power? ”

With a brain teaser, Lu Li suddenly remembered the sea god in Yuelu's mouth. It seems that there is no other reason than this explanation.

With dragon scales to resist Hai Zhennan's attack, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his hands moved faster and faster. Gradually, I couldn't see my fingers anymore.

"Demon Suppression Spell."

A milky white ball of light appeared in front of Lu Li, and with a push of his hands, the ball of light slowly floated towards Hai Zhennan. Meanwhile. Lu Li's face became more and more pale, he endured the discomfort, and his hands moved again.

As soon as he recovered from the shock and found the floating ball of soul light, Hai Zhennan first frowned, and then his face changed greatly. He suddenly found that he was imprisoned and could no longer escape.

"What is this?"

A strong sense of crisis instantly appeared in his heart, Hai Zhennan's eyes widened, his fist was like the wind, and the endless fists were all slaughtered towards the soul light ball.

However, the soul light ball seemed to have no substance, and it intertwined with the fist shadow composed of spiritual power, and the two sides were clearly distinguished, and Qiu did not commit any offense.

That punch couldn't hurt the soul light ball, and continued to kill Lu Li, but it was dispersed by the dragon scales.

Seeing this scene, the monks present were all stunned.

"That's? How do I feel like the legendary dragon scales? "Except for Tai Shuyu and them, everyone present is from Huaxia, so they naturally know Huaxia Shenlong.

"It seems like it is. You see, Hai Zhennan's attack was ineffective in front of the dragon scales. ”

Hearing the discussion, Su Jin let out a long breath and muttered, "The dragon scales are actually the nemesis of the Sea Clan?" With dragon scales, even if the ancestor can't win, then Hai Zhennan probably won't be able to kill him. ”

"What are dragon scales?"

Tai Shuyu once used dragon scales, but he only knew that this thing was extremely hard, but he didn't know its origin. At the exit of the question, Ling Daozi and Sun Buzhi looked at Su Jin with a brush, equally curious.

"The dragon scales are the scales of the divine dragon, even the weakest divine dragon is probably the first level of the immortal. There is no legend of the Divine Dragon on Huaxia Island, and there may not be any in the Xuantian Continent. Su Jin explained.

Hearing this, Tai Shuyu and the others glared, looking incredulous.

The weakest divine dragons are all at the level of immortals, which is too terrifying.

At this moment, the situation on the battlefield suddenly became strange.

Seeing that the spiritual attack was ineffective, Hai Zhennan hurriedly activated the defensive magic weapon, hoping to resist the demon suppression spell.

As many times before, the soul ball of light floated in front of him, turning into a soul cage in the blink of an eye. The cage slowly shrank, but it was blocked by a defensive magic weapon, and it was not allowed to be saved.

"It turned out to be just a silver-like wax tip!"

Finding that the strange ball of light couldn't help the magic weapon of defense, Hai Zhennan breathed a sigh of relief, he raised his eyes to look at Lu Li, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdain.

"Don't worry, it's not over yet!"

Lu Li smiled, and his hands came out again: "Suppress the ghost curse." ”

"Spell Suppression."

"Evil Suppression Spell."

The four major sealing spells, whose origins are unknown, are designed to kill demons and monsters, and are harmless to humans.

Since entering the Xuantian Continent, all the Heavenly Master Techniques that Lu Li has mastered have become invalid, and only the four major sealing spells can be used. Now that it is used, it can only be said that it is a last resort.

Spelling for, he is definitely not an opponent of the boundless sea. Even if there is an unexpected joy of dragon scales, the ending will still not change. The simply sea clan is not a pure human race, and it seems to have something to do with the demon race.

Whether it can be done or not, Lu Li is actually a little uncertain.

But the arrow is on the line, and it has to be sent.

If the four great sealing spells can't destroy the other party, the Hanging Sword Sect will destroy the door, and he will die. If he was lucky, he would have plenty of time to regain the glory of the sect.

One advance and one retreat, one life and one death, in one fell swoop.

After casting the four sealing spells, Lu Li's face turned pale, and he could fall into a coma at any time. He stood with his hands on his hands, his fists clenched, his knuckles already piercing into his palms.

Only pain can keep him awake temporarily.

In the martial arts arena, it once again became audible for a needle drop.

More than twenty pairs of eyes stared at the slowly fluttering ball of soul light, and everyone seemed to see it. The ending of the Hanging Sword Sect is all in this final blow.

Rumble.

The four major sealing spells have finally taken shape.

(Adhere to the four watches, pursue the five watches.) Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation. (To be continued......)