Chapter 132: The Trend of Defeat

Although the material used to make the Demon Binding Rope was only slightly higher than the thousand-year-old Ice Blue Mine in the ranking of Heavenly Treasures, its effectiveness made cultivators fearful!

Because, this thirty-fifth ranked treasure is the ancient black soul wood root that has grown for 10,000 years, and its only effect is to frantically absorb all the aura around it to provide nutrients for the main trunk.

In fact, apart from this effect, the roots of this ancient black soul wood have no other effect, and even the aura it frantically absorbs cannot be used by others.

But this only effect, if applied to a cultivator, will turn into the most terrifying hunting tool in the world!

All cultivators who have cultivated to the realm of the spiritual stage will have a large number of external spiritual veins, and these external spiritual veins are all created by spiritual sources, and among them, there are many spiritual qi from the spiritual sea.

As soon as this black soul wood wrapped around the cultivator's body, according to its instincts, it would definitely devour these external spiritual veins and spiritual qi completely, and at that time, no matter how high the cultivator was, he would be forced to return to the strength of the spiritual period!

Zhan Feihong, who was previously tightly bound by three magic ropes, is a living example.

Therefore, although this thing is not of the slightest benefit to cultivators and spirit beasts, it can still get the thirty-fifth ranking among the Heavenly Wealth and Earth Treasures!

However, the scene in Nangong Han's eyes now made this law enforcement hall master with countless experiences feel incredible.

In his memory, with the power of these three demon binding ropes, even a cultivator of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Convergence Period could not struggle, how could this hairy boy who seemed to be at the level of spiritualization easily lift the ban?

If he used a trick to escape these three treasures, it was not impossible, but Nangong Han saw with his own eyes that those three magic ropes were turned into ashes by the young man using unknown techniques!

This technique was beyond the scope of his knowledge.

Even if it is the power of the six main sects and the three evil demon sects, at most, they rely on their own surging aura to support the explosion, or use their supernatural skills to destroy the attachment energy increased during the processing of the magic binding rope, so that the magic binding rope can no longer be tightly wrapped around itself.

But in the case of turning into fly ashes, Nangong Han has never said that he has seen it, and he has never even heard of it.

"Who is this boy who is the disciple of a man of God。。。。。。 ?”

There was an indescribable taste in his heart, and the corners of Nangong Hall Master's mouth flashed with a trace of bitterness, and he forcibly pressed the fire that rushed to his brain.

But he had scruples because he was afraid, but Zhan Feihong didn't have so many ideas.

Ever since this black mist wafted out of his body, he knew that a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity had arrived.

Although he didn't know why Creation clearly felt his heart, he still ran over in a daze, but as a person who had experienced strong winds and waves, he would never waste any possibility of counterattacking.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his purple swollen mouth, Zhan Feihong's eyes were blazing, and the magic power of Jiaolong's double pupils was suddenly exerted to the extreme!

After a tenth-hour pause, his palm shot out a faint blue filament towards the ground, and the whole person fell to the ground with the strength of the pull.

A cold light flashed from his waist to his chest, and the young man took out the jade-handled dagger that he snatched from Nangong Bin's hand!

For the existence of many realms stronger than himself, he did not hesitate to give up the most powerful spiritual martial arts skill, Qianjun Fist, and chose this weapon recklessly.

He had studied this short dagger, and if he guessed correctly, this seemingly delicate thing was actually the best spirit soldier left by Nangong Bin for his protection!

If Nangong Bin hadn't underestimated the boy and had used this thing from the beginning, the life-and-death victory between the two would probably not be the current situation.

It's a pity that this family heirloom treasure of the Nangong family has now become a big weapon against the Nangong Hall Master!

It wasn't until the young man's feet hit the ground that Nangong Han and the other two elders woke up from their shock, and then, their mouths couldn't help but open again.

How can this kid be so fast?

This speed is comparable to that of the old man!

His eyes were full of unbelievable brilliance, and Nangong Han couldn't help but add a little caution to this young man again!

"Crack!"

In the short process of Nangong's cold panic, a burst of shouts sounded from Zhan Feihong's mouth, for some reason, he did not choose to directly use the technique of shrinking the ground to stab the other party's heart, but hid his body under the ground.

"Stupid!" Sure enough, Nangong Han, who was an enemy, and the other two elders were very disappointed with the young man's strange behavior, logically speaking, he who had experienced a bloody battle with Nangong Bin should be very aware of the Shadowless Stinging Emperor's controlling divine powers.

And Nangong Han's control has not yet been recruited, as long as you are within the scope of this magical power, no matter where you hide, you will not be able to escape the perception of others.

"It's a shame that this unexpected extreme body technique!"

But waiting for the next moment, Nangong Han retracted his judgment.

Because he suddenly found that the existence he perceived in the underground was actually divided into two!

"How is it possible?!" Nangong Han's mind suddenly had a blank space, because he couldn't see each other with the naked eye, he couldn't judge the existence of these two feelings that were very ethereal, which one was the real Zhan Feihong.

Before he could think of a way to deal with it, the two lights and shadows hidden in the cracks, one left and one right, fled towards Nangong Han's feet with lightning speed!

This time it was difficult for the Nangong Hall Master, and he didn't know whether to hide to the left or to the right, so he had to retreat, and at the same time used his invisible tentacles to smash it to the ground.

But with the speed of his two meat legs, how could he be faster than the natal power of the earth immortal mouse?

Before the invisible tentacles fell to the ground, two palms had already appeared out of thin air, and one grabbed Nangong Han's soles.

"Get me down!"

There was a faint shout from under the soil, and Nangong Han only felt that his feet were tight, and half of his body was inexplicably embedded in the soil.

At this moment, his pair of invisible tentacles had just smashed into the ground, and the flying slag splashed himself.

"Phew-" Nangong Han was so angry that his beard was about to rise, and the palm of his hand trapped in the soil was violently forced, and the soil within the rest of the zhang was blown out by the monstrous azure light, revealing his two legs buried underneath again.

But at this moment, the young man's hands grabbed Nangong Han's ankle again, and half of his body fell into the bottom of this big pit!

Nangong Han was raising his arm to scan the four directions, but he didn't expect the other party to repeat his old tricks, so he hurriedly slapped down, and the soil at the bottom of the pit also blew out!