Chapter Eighty-Five: A Terrifying Soul Attack

"Huh?"

At the moment when this pale hand, ignoring the defense of the 'Piety Aura', easily passed through the defense layer of this armor composed entirely of holy light, and grabbed the back of Zhu Xing's neck, a strong sense of crisis suddenly rose in his heart!

This sense of crisis was cold, sudden, unfathomable, and irresistible, and this sudden rise of cold killing intent made Zhu Xing, who was boiling at this time, shudder, unable to help but shiver, whether it was his mental will or his body.

The premonition of danger in the small universe of the sixth sense let Zhu Xing know that he was probably in a very serious crisis, and when he wanted to make a move, he found that this kind of foreknowledge of the sense of crisis was like a double-edged sword that hurt others and himself, although it allowed Zhu Xing to sense the danger in advance, but when the degree of this danger was very terrifying, when this danger was extremely close to himself, Zhu Xing's spiritual will and body would be deeply affected by this sixth sense from the depths of his soul.

Originally, the impact of this sixth sense on oneself would not have caused any serious consequences if it were changed at other times, but at this moment, when he was in the undead realm and faced with the undead creatures rushing like a tide from all directions, Zhu Xing was in trouble.

This keen sixth sense brought disastrous consequences to Zhu Xing!

At this time, Zhu Xing wanted to make a move, but his mental will and body were disturbed by this keen sixth sense, so he involuntarily paused, and this momentary stagnation made the pale hand easily grab the back of Zhu Xing's neck......

Cold!

The ultimate cold!

It's a coldness that can freeze the soul!

The small universe running at high speed in Zhu Xing's body was also slammed under this extreme coldness, and then it was running slower and slower, and the area in the center of the small universe filled with the power of holy light, filled with light, warmth, and freedom, was also quietly dimmed under this coldness, like a garden full of thousands of flowers, gradually withering and withering under the cold wind and frost......

The soul of the boiling battle intent, the soul that has fused with the immortal battle intent brand of most of the ancient human race powerhouses, is also gradually stagnant under this cold that covers all things, like a frozen fly that gradually stiffens in the cold wind!

“MLGBD! It's a big trouble this time! I can feel it, but I can't do anything about it, it's like watching a movie starring me, it's ...... How do you look like the soul attack described in a fantasy novel! ”

Zhu Xing just stood there motionless, the white-gold halo emitted by the transparent full-body armor outside his body gradually dimmed, and those lifeless tides like a raging tsunami from all directions, endless darkness, infinite undead creatures, like a giant beast devouring heaven and earth, opened its lifeless dead gray mouth, and pounced towards the little bit of white-gold light that was as weak as a candle in the wind......

"Boy! It's a soul attack! Concentrate your will and recite ...... 'Divine Wrath' as I say! ”

Mograine, the Great Lord who had always maintained a spiritual link with Zhu Xing, realized that Zhu Xing's state was not right, so he immediately used the spiritual link to summon Zhu Xing's spirit that had suddenly become flustered and dazed.

In fact, this is where Zhu Xing's own soul weakness lies! Although he now fused the remnant imprint of the immortal war intent of most of the ancient human race powerhouses that had been washed away by endless time, his own soul was just an ordinary mortal after all, so even if he fused the residual imprint of those immortal war intent, it could not change this fact in a short period of time. And now, after suddenly encountering a strange and terrifying soul attack, the keen sixth sense that rose in the depths of Zhu Xing's soul was able to interfere with his spirit and body, and his spiritual will was flustered for no reason, this was the normal reaction of his ordinary soul, not the part of the soul with the potential of the strong that fused with the battle intent of the ancient powerhouse that was boiling. ..., full 'text. Read 'read,Please go to Bo$ to see @小# Say %网 continues ^ Continued to read $ read >>>