Chapter 162: Revenge, True Spirit, Nirvana
This is a formidable enemy that has never been seen before.
But Zhang Yue was excited.
Because, he wants revenge!
Wei Zixuan, they can't die in vain!
Facing the big hand of the Demon Dao that covered the sky and the sun, Zhang Yue only felt that the grasshopper was as weak as shaking the tree. However, he remained unyielding.
Because, he is not alone.
"Brother Long, help me!" Zhang Yue shouted in his heart.
The big hand of the demon path is getting closer and closer.
However, the dragon god dormant in Zhang Yue's body did not respond, nor did he react.
"Brother Xiao Tu, help me!" Zhang Yue felt a possibility, could it be that the dragon god was no longer in his body?
He's long gone?
"Help me!" Zhang Yue shouted for the last time, because the big hand of the Demon Dao had already reached the top of his head.
Ryujin still didn't respond.
Zhang Yue's eyes showed a determined light, even so, even if I am defeated, I still have to fight.
"It's not over yet. β
Even if I can't fight, I can still blow myself up!
That's right, Zhang Yue plans to blow himself up!
He still had one last move, draining all the Yuan Qi power in an instant, turning into a Yuan Qi ball, and exploding with a bang.
Zhang Yue named this Yuan Qi technique Hydrogen Balloon.
"Boom!"
The moment the big hand of the Demon Dao held Zhang Yue, Zhang Yue exploded. Although, Zhang Yue knew that his death would definitely not cause much harm to the black-robed man.
However, how could the warriors of Huaxia and the trump cards of the wolf's teeth not have the determination to lead the death. What's more, it is to die for the revenge of his comrades, not a loss!
The hydrogen balloon burst open the big hand of the Demon Dao, and Zhang Yue's body fell weakly.
He was in the center of the explosion, and if he launched the hydrogen balloon, it was impossible to leave a little Yuan Qi for his defense. He seemed certain to die.
However, Zhang Yue, who fell to the ground, although he was riddled with holes, although he was covered in blood, and although there was no Yuan Qi, he was still alive.
He didn't know why he was still alive.
"Heh, I'm not dead yet?" Zhang Yue only had physical strength left, but his physical strength seemed to have been exhausted by taking out Yuan Qi, and he could only barely get up and stand tremblingly.
Facing the black-robed man in the air, he stood up to the sky.
He shouted, "Something unseemly, come and kill me, come on." β
The black-robed man frowned, "It's not dead yet, it's interesting." He originally wanted to torture Zhang Yue to collect some black qi, but now he changed his mind, he felt that it was better to kill Zhang Yue immediately.
"Die!"
The black-robed man suddenly disappeared from the air, and in the next second, he had already appeared in front of Zhang Yue, one of his fingers condensed black qi, and one finger pointed at Zhang Yue's eyebrows.
Zhang Yue's eyes widened, and his eyes seemed to be about to be completely extinguished.
Zhang Yue felt it, and this black qi with deadly killing intent penetrated into his head, but it was quickly led away by another force in his body.
It is the Tree of the Gods.
The Tongtian Divine Tree did not directly absorb this black gas, but turned this black gas into a black flame, igniting the cocoon hanging on the lowest branch of the Divine Tree.
It was the cocoon of the green spirit.
The cocoon was burned by the black flames, and the outer shell had already burned, and then, as the fire grew bigger and bigger, the creatures inside the cocoon began to be affected.
A hiss rang out.
And then there was a constant hissing.
The sound of birdsong was tearing and painful. But in the midst of pain, there is the power of life.
Zhang Yue understood in an instant.
With the help of the black qi of the black-robed man, the Tongtian Divine Tree turned into a black flame to help the green spirit bathe in fire and nirvana.
Phoenix, can be nirvana.
Sure enough, in the black flames, a phoenix fire shadow gradually revealed her figure, she was cyan, but she had a pair of eyes as blue as amber, and her whole body was bathed in black flames.
The reborn Qingling rose to the sky, she rushed out of the Tongtian Divine Tree, rushed out of Zhang Yue's mind, and rushed out of Zhang Yue's brain in the form of a phantom.
The black-robed man naturally thought that he had completely killed Zhang Yue with one finger, and he saw that Zhang Yue's eyes were almost instantly distracted and defocused.
However, just a second before Zhang Yue's life was completely cut off, black flames erupted from Zhang Yue's body.
This flame made the black-robed man feel a scorching needle feeling, but it also made him feel familiar.
He realized that the Dead Blood Lingqi that he had penetrated into Zhang Yue's body had been transformed by the other party with incredible power, and had been transformed into an even more terrifying black flame.
The black-robed man felt a sense of foreboding and retreated sharply.
The moment he almost flew back, a huge phantom suddenly rushed out of Zhang Yue's headβa cyan phoenix burning with black flames.
This is a real phoenix.
Although it is only a phantom, the spiritual power on it cannot be faked. This is a true mythical beast.
The black-robed man looked at Qing Ling, revealing a look of vigilance.
After hovering in the air for a circle, Qing Ling swooped down and rushed into Zhang Yue's body again. Suddenly, Zhang Yue opened his eyes, he stretched out his right hand, and the black flames on his palm were swaying.
The power swelled in the body, as if it was about to explode.
This is the power brought by the possession of the green spirit.
"True Spirit?!" On the other side, the black-robed man's eyes were uncertain at first, and finally showed ecstasy, "I didn't expect the old man to be so lucky." If God doesn't take it, it will be a great sin. β
The black-robed man laughed unscrupulously, and his entire body turned into a monstrous demon, big, big, big, until he became a black demon about a dozen feet tall. However, the gigantic did not affect its speed, and it threw a dozen punches almost simultaneously, smashing Zhang Yue hard.
Zhang Yue was covered in fire at this time, and in the face of the overwhelming fists, he did not hesitate, and directly hit the hard.
Punch for fist.
After more than ten confrontations, Zhang Yue's whole body flew out. But he didn't fall, and after his legs were on the ground, he killed again.
Zhang Yue jumped up, his hands raised high, and in his empty hands, the black flame swirled and turned into a fireball, and the fireball seemed to release lightning inside.
Rumble!
The black thunder fireball pierced through the body of the black magic giant, and the black magic giant let out a painful howl, but in the next second, the black magic giant turned into black smoke again, turning real into nothing.
Zhang Yue pulled out his palms and pulled out a series of flames with black thunder, and then threw the black thunder flames towards the black smoke like a javelin.
The black smoke seemed to have been diluted a lot, but no matter how Zhang Yue attacked, the black smoke always turned into a powerful ghost Shura fighting back, and once it was close to him, Zhang Yue felt suffocated and disgusted.
Zhang Yue was tired.
He was not too familiar with the power of Qing Ling, and taking advantage of the gap in his exhaustion, black smoke entangled Zhang Yue.
The black smoke was disgusting and viscous, enveloping Zhang Yue like a mire devouring its prey.
Finally, Zhang Yue was completely devoured.
He felt like he was haunted by a myriad of demons that tugged at him and dragged him all the way into deeper nightmares.
Zhang Yue tried his best to resist, but he knew that he might have been captured. After all, he still can't fight this black-robed man.
The black smoke turned by the black-robed man enveloped Zhang Yue, he glanced in the direction of the Blue God Sect, and smiled strangely, "It's a pity, it's a pity, the disciple of the Blue God Sect who went to report the news should be able to attract an elder, and now he has obtained a true spirit, but it is not good to take any more risks." That's it, withdraw first. β
With that, the black-robed man swept away Ye Wushuang and the others, who were still in a deep nightmare, and quickly left the town that had been burned by the flames and had nothing left.