Chapter Forty-Eight: Soul Transfer
The thumb-sized statue actually stood in front of the sword, and then burst open, turning into a black flower shadow and burrowing directly into Hua Wumei's forehead.
"Ahh
Hua Wumei let out an almost terrible scream, and a large amount of black light emerged from his body.
In an instant, his clothes were reduced to ashes, and a large number of black spikes emerged from his body.
Within a moment, he had transformed into a monster covered in spikes.
A momentum of Yuan Li that far surpassed the previous cultivation broke through the air, and even Zhuang Yu was taken aback by this momentum.
"Nine Heavens, this momentum is definitely the power of the third Manzhu Shahua's unique god of the underworld. Zhuang Yu's face changed slightly.
The Yuan Force momentum on Hua Wumei's body far exceeded the limit of what his physical body could bear.
If it weren't for those black spikes, which constantly emitted black streams of light, his physical body would definitely have collapsed.
"It's all your fault, it's all your fault, I'm going to tear you to shreds!"
Hua Wumei's distorted face roared out a few words.
"Okay, the deity will take your sacrificial sword, the power of the Nine Heavens, just try the Hongmeng Sword Technique!"
Zhuang Yu thought so, smiled happily, flew back a few steps, and then suddenly catapulted into the air.
"Die, Flower Demon Heavenly, Immortal Sacrifice!"
Hua Wumei roared, and the whole heaven and earth began to shake violently.
In an instant, countless black flower vines burst out of the air, and there were almost hundreds of them densely, surrounding Zhuang Yu.
At the top of each flower vine, there is a black flower, and inside the flower, there are hideous faces with different expressions.
An incomparably suppressed strange momentum seemed to be cold in the marrow, making Zhuang Yu feel a subconscious palpitation inexplicably.
With Zhuang Yu's Nine Heavens Immortal Venerable's state of mind, he didn't care about this little palpitation, and he could easily ignore it.
But this feeling, even if he was in the Demon Bone Forest at that time, he fought head-on with Hua Wuying, and he never appeared.
"It's a bit of a trick, the idol summons, this is a way of fighting that I've never heard of, and I've solved a lot of puzzles, thank you!"
Zhuang Yu grinned, and his hands and arms flashed nine black and white streams of light.
"Don't think about it, go to death!"
Hua Wumei smiled wildly, and her entire body instantly became several times larger.
As Hua Wumei's body grew larger, the distorted faces in those flower vines all opened their mouths, and black flames burned towards Zhuang Yu.
The corners of Zhuang Yu's mouth moved strangely, and his right hand slapped back suddenly.
A stream of black and white light flew out, and then turned into countless tiny streams of light, which instantly flowed into the sky.
With the flow of black and white light, the entire secret realm space seemed to tremble.
In an instant, a huge black flower shadow flew down, enveloping the flower vine and the black flame.
Countless black walls of light continued to appear in the black flower shadows, and once those black flames touched the wall of light, they immediately returned the same way and burned towards the flower vines behind.
The terrible screams continued to be heard, and the flower vines were reduced to ashes one by one under the burning of the black fire.
The black fire is obviously not mortal, it is extremely powerful, and under the collision of all kinds of black flames, the black flower shadow has signs of failure, and it is about to burst.
"Formation? This is? I have obviously closed the formation, how can you activate it, without the elder's control technique, how can you manipulate and counter me?" Hua Wumei exclaimed.
Before the words fell, the black flower shadow burst instantly.
Black flames poured out from the sky, and a huge black fire lotus spontaneously emerged.
Countless waves of heat that seemed to swallow everything swept towards the surroundings.
Zhuang Yu endured the endless pain caused by the heat wave and stood directly above the black fire lotus.
"The fire of the gods burns the sky, the fire of the underworld. ”
A low cry came out, and the black fire lotus turned into a huge fire dragon and flashed towards Hua Wumei under the entanglement of black and white light streams.
Hua Wumei was frightened, and if she wanted to dodge, it was too late.
"Ah!!h
A scream came out, and Hua Wumei's entire body began to slowly shrink in the black fire, and her physical body began to disintegrate.
However, those black spikes and black light were in full bloom, and under the traction of countless black light streams, Hua Wumei did not directly turn into fly ashes.
Suddenly, the back of Hua Wumei flashed the phantom of the third Manzhu Sawa.
In an instant, the black flames in the sky were swallowed up by black spikes.
Hua Wumei, who only had a skeleton left on the right half of his body, had a dull look, and then only the skeleton's right hand remained, and a black giant sword instantly condensed.
Hua Wumei's eyes blinked, and they became as black as ink, and a special style actually flowed out of the eyes of this big man without eyebrows.
"Hua Wuying, this hand soul transfer body change is really mysterious, think that Hua Wumei, this idiot is completely useless!" Zhuang Yu smiled coldly.
"Hehe, Zhuang Yu, you are really strong, I see how you take this move. ”
Hua Wumei said, and there was a hint of softness in his tone.
The next moment, he held the black sword and slashed towards Zhuang Yu.
At the same time as the black sword was slashed, it instantly became several times larger, and countless tiny sword rays also flew out.
The sound of swords poured out like a tide, accompanied by countless sword rays slashing towards Zhuang Yu.
"Interesting!"
Zhuang Yu suddenly smiled unexpectedly, his eyes flashed, and an endless chill appeared in a pair of strange eyes.
"Invisible without a trace, the sword that opens the sky. ”
With low drinking, the whole world seemed to darken a little.
Countless wind chanting swords roared, no weaker than the black sword of Hua Wumei.
Extremely condensed sword rays flew out from Zhuang Yu's arms, and they were entangled and flashed out by streams of black and white light.
"It's the same as my trick, Hong... Hongmeng Sword Technique?" Hua Wumei on the other side was suddenly stunned.
"Try it!"
Zhuang Yu smiled expectantly, and with a clench of his hands, a silver giant sword broke through the air.
The next moment, Zhuang Yu held the giant sword and slashed towards Hua Wumei.
Hua Wumei's face changed, and at the same time, he raised the black giant sword in his hand to block it.
The two giant swords, one black and one silver, were the first to slash together, and the countless tiny swords that followed behind the two giant swords quickly collided together like a tide.
As far as the eye can see, the entire sky is full of sharp turbulence caused by the collision of swords.
"Click!"
There was a cracking sound.
Under Hua Wumei's horrified gaze, the black giant sword was cut off by the silver giant sword, and then slashed directly at his forehead.
Hua Wumei only had time to lean to the left, and the sword shadow had already been cut down.
A splash of blood splattered, and Hua Wumei was split in two from her right shoulder to her left waist.
"Hongmeng Sword Technique, why are you still learning, how is it possible, ah!"
A scream came out, and Hua Wumei's body exploded.
A black flower shadow flashed out.
"Hmph, the soul-devouring poison you prepared for me is best used to destroy your soul-splitting!"
Zhuang Yu's face sank, his sleeves flicked, and a blood-colored bead flew away, directly into the black flower shadow.
The right hand suddenly clenched, and the blood-colored beads exploded in the black flower shadow.
Under the entanglement of countless blood-colored air currents, a large amount of black smoke rolled out from the black flower shadow.
"Ahh
A miserable cry came out, and the black flower shadow quickly disappeared under the erosion of blood qi.
At the same time, in a secret room, Hua Wuying suddenly snorted, leaned over and coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his face turned white.
"How come he still cultivated the Hongmeng Sword Technique, and his power is even more powerful than mine, damn it!" Hua Wuying looked furious.
And in that mysterious hall, Hua Zhu and the others were also a little surprised.
"Elder Hua, the formation was indeed activated just now, right?" the purple-shirted woman looked surprised.
"That's right, the first time he used that Yellow Rank Martial Technique Ninefold Split Empty Palm, he directly broke our monitoring array, and secretly activated the large array that we had carefully arranged, otherwise the flower demon would have urged with all his might, and he would definitely not be able to resist it. Hua Zhu's face was already gloomy like water, pale for a while, and he was very angry.
"Brother Hua, it is imperative to activate the third layer immediately, don't think about it again. A voice came out of nowhere.
"Huh, that's good!"
Hua Zhu immediately reacted and turned his head to look at the white-shirted deacon in the distance.
The deacon understood, touched it directly in his arms, and took out an octagonal jade plate.
"The third layer, I see how he lives, even if he kills two deacons, he can drive the disciples of the Divine Vein Realm crazy, he will definitely not be able to get through, hum!"
Hua Zhu sneered, and several other people also nodded and smiled, obviously having great confidence in the third layer.