Chapter 301, Devouring Again
In Zong Ruizhen's practice hall, there is actually this very precious space formation, which is somewhat unexpected to Yang Xiaomu, this kind of formation can only be arranged by a god-level powerhouse, but it is not something that ordinary people can buy.
Moreover, it seems that this spatial circle of his is still very profound.
Sou!
While thinking about it, Zong Rui Zhenren's attack came again, like a black lightning bolt, directly slashing at Yang Xiaomu's Heavenly Spirit Gai.
However, Yang Xiaomu, who sensed it, only took half a step back, and then took out the knife.
With a bang, after Zong Rui Zhenren struck, he immediately fled away.
Bang bang bang......
Immediately afterwards, Zong Rui Zhenren carried out a series of attacks, like a killer, and retreated with one blow.
However, unlike the killer, his skill in concealing his aura is really not much, as long as he shows his head, Yang Xiaomu can immediately sense it.
It's just that soon, Yang Xiaomu figured out the other party's routine, and even had to play some kind of trick.
Shout!
Another sword slashed down, but before he could get close to Yang Xiaomu, it exploded all of a sudden, turning into a dense sword net, enveloping it.
Zong Rui Zhenren obviously knew that against Yang Xiaomu, who had comprehended his intentions, he could only attack in a large area and reduce his dodge space.
Sure enough, Yang Xiaomu was immediately hit, only to feel a very cold force burrowing into his acupoint, and his actions couldn't help but slow down a lot.
This kind of result is exactly what Zong Rui Zhenren wants, no longer hesitate at the moment, and he has slashed dozens of swords in a row, seeing that Yang Xiaomu's actions are getting slower and slower, Zong Rui Zhenren has slashed a killer sword!
The black sword made a sharp sound, as if countless resentful spirits were howling, and it just split Yang Xiaomu from the Heavenly Spirit Cover along his chest in an instant.
"Fooled!" But Zong Rui Zhenren's face did not have the slightest joy, but was shocked, and he immediately knew that he had been fooled.
Boom!
Yang Xiaomu appeared behind Zong Rui Zhenren like a ghost, slashed at his back, and blasted it away when he landed, bleeding again and again.
Yang Xiaomu deliberately showed weakness to the enemy, just to wait for this opportunity.
In fact, those strange powers that drilled into his body were refined with just a snap of his fingers, and not only did they have no effect, but instead became his tonic. Moreover, he also had a certain understanding of the formation in front of him, and at the moment when Zong Rui Zhenren sent out a fatal sword, he had already determined his foothold, and then launched an attack.
However, this is the most terrifying thing for Zong Rui Zhenren!
The practice hall was originally his home field for him, but after a battle, he was passive everywhere. Zong Rui Zhenren knew that he had already lost, and he had lost badly.
Zong Rui, who was blown away, made a decision immediately, no longer entangled, and disappeared strangely again.
"It seems that this magic circle is just a cover-up, and there is no cave!" After observing for a while, Yang Xiaomu was ready to break the formation, he didn't want to waste too much time, he consumed 1,000 qi luck points, and the system found the entrance between breaths.
The entrance was pitch black, and the strong smell of blood overflowed from it.
Yang Xiaomu stepped into it and saw a huge underground space. Green lights hang over the rock walls, and long stone stairs seem to lead to the ground.
On the stone steps, all kinds of skeletons can be seen everywhere, there are monsters and humans, there are countless of them, and some of them are very fresh, looking eerie and terrifying.
As the scorching waves rolled in, Yang Xiaomu finally came to the ground, and couldn't help but be surprised by the scene in front of him.
It's clearly a hell on earth!
The whole underground is like a huge Tai Chi pattern, the Yang Fish is the violently tumbling magma, and the Yin Fish is a huge pool of blood, the blood is very viscous, and it is still bubbling.
In the circle of rock walls, there are also many stone prisons, in which countless people, men, women, children, and even pregnant women and babies, are held, and their faces are full of unforgettable hatred and resentment.
"Do you have to kill them all!" Zong Rui's real figure emerged from the pool of blood, and his breath had weakened a lot.
"Although I am not a good person, but seeing so many innocent people being tortured by you, and even many pregnant women and babies, I know that you really deserve to die!" Yang Xiaomu said coldly.
"You want me to die? It's up to you to do that! Zong Rui Zhenren roared like a beast, and suddenly flashed into the magma.
Not bad! It's about jumping into the boiling lava!
"Ahh Zong Rui Zhenren screamed again and again, and the magma seemed to be suppressed by some kind of power, and began to be devoured and refined by him.
And his breath was also swelling violently.
Warrior King!
It's actually the breath of the Martial King!
At this moment, Zong Rui Zhenren was red, as if stained with blood, and the aura of the whole person was even more gloomy, like a bloodthirsty demon, and the red python flashed in his eyes, "Little beast, you are dead!" ”
"It's just an empty showcase, the power is there, but the realm is far from enough!" Yang Xiaomu's eyes lit up, followed by a sneer.
Rumble!
Two hundred and fifty small golden pills were suspended behind his head, like twinkling stars.
"So many little golden pills! No! How is this possible! Zong Rui Zhenren was almost scared to death, but immediately after, he was full of jealousy, and he stopped talking nonsense, and immediately launched a peerless magic skill.
It looked like a sword slashed, but the sword qi vibrated everywhere, rotating thousands of times in an instant, forming a black vortex, each part was composed of sharp sword rays, and there were even various ghosts and ghosts floating in it. Between the stirring, it exuded a huge sucking force, wanting to devour Yang Xiaomu.
In the face of this move, Yang Xiaomu was prepared, holding a knife in one hand and punching in the other.
It is also the cooperation of the burial man and the creation of the divine palm. But the power has changed radically.
Although the previous move was called the burial man, there was no one in the sacrifice of the Jiangshan Sheji, but now it is different, and there is finally a 'person' in the Jiangshan Sheji, and the artistic conception has changed, and the power exerted is naturally rising.
Kiss!
The result was very unexpected, but it was reasonable, just a face, Zong Ruizhen's powerful attack collapsed. And he himself was shocked without any suspense, embedded in the rock wall, and even the hard rock wall was printed into a human-shaped pit, and in just a moment, the red blood slid down the human-shaped pit to the ground.
Although he is not dead, his bones are almost shattered, let alone moving, even speaking is extravagant, and when he is pulled off the rock wall, his face is full of resentment.
"Why don't you look at me with this kind of eyes, when you are cultivating evil skills, you should also think that there will be today!" Yang Xiaomu looked at him coldly, and then he was covered for a while.
The vast qi and blood condensed into a furnace, and Yang Xiaomu carried Zong Rui Zhenren in the center of the oven, and his right palm slapped on his heavenly spirit lid suddenly, and began to perform the devouring method.
Although Zong Rui Zhenren couldn't speak, his eyes were as wide as cowbells, and from his toes to the Tianling Gai, he could clearly 'see' that some kind of power was being sucked away, but it soon formed a cloud of dark red energy.
Yang Xiaomu devoured it unceremoniously.
"No wonder Zong Rui Zhenren didn't dare to swallow it all at once, it turned out that there was such a grievance!" Sensing that there were bursts of evil power coming from this group of origins, as if they were about to occupy his sea of knowledge, Yang Xiaomu just sneered in his heart, and quickly smashed it......
(End of chapter)