"Got it!"

However, just as Soul Sorrow thought that he was winning, unlike the sluggishness in Song Chengjie's eyes, the sharp shield on his arm suddenly flashed with blood, and then a pair of wing-like blood-colored giant shields were stacked with no less than dozens of defensive black magic and smashed down between the two, and the chains of Soul Sorrow were all blocked by it.

"Blocked my Soul Control Silver Lock?" At first, he was also slightly stunned, but then the soul grief also reacted, remembering that when he fought with Starz or even earlier with the Blood Clan, in order to avoid being directly attacked by his own Soul Control Silver Lock, opponents generally choose to use other black magic to open something similar to an enchantment first to block their chains, "The action is quite timely, but that shouldn't be your intention, right?"

Now Song Chengjie is almost no different from falling asleep in the eyes of the soul sorrow, although the black magic around him makes him look fierce and vicious, but it is precisely because of the erosion of his own power that Song Chengjie's consciousness is quite vague now, and the soul grief will not feel that this is Song Chengjie's counterattack.

In fact, as he expected, Song Chengjie at this moment was completely confused and didn't know what he was doing, everything was like a dream. His consciousness is far more fragile than ordinary people because he once blew himself up in the spiritual world, and it is nothing to be supported by the sigh of the wind on weekdays, and the techniques in his brain can make him appear more energetic than ordinary people.

But under the infection of the black magic of the blood clan, Song Chengjie's consciousness has long been completely disintegrated, in fact, now his actions are almost all completed by the pull of blood and qi, just like the mechanical exoskeleton of a single soldier.

Pursing his lips, Soul Sorrow took two steps back. His ability is to control in harmony, but if the Shield of Tense keeps creating an enchantment that hinders his chains, his own power will have no room at all, let alone trapping Song Chengjie like this, I am afraid that the situation will soon evolve into his own unilateral defense.

Sure enough, while seeing that the chains were easily blocked by the enchantment outside the shield, the blood on the shield of Jianli became even stronger, and the wing-like shield quietly spread out as if it was flying with wings, and at the same time, a faint trace of blood gradually filled the air, and without warning, a chain on the left shoulder of Soul Grief was suddenly bounced open by something.

"Already attacking?" Surprised, looking at the chains that whizzed uncontrollably past his ears, the sad pupils of the soul instantly shrank like pinpoints. How long has it been, how long has it been since I have encountered such an opponent, how long has it been since anyone has been able to break through the detection of my chain defense network and make me feel truly threatened?

The frenzy that seemed to have been soothed in his heart was aroused once more, and the sad eyes of the soul slowly widened, and he simply removed all the chains that wrapped around his body for defense, and the chains attached to his body kept rubbing and tightening to make a harsh sound, and the rich elements in the air around him were captured and assimilated by his madness and greed.

Since the battle between Solomon Sea and Lucifer, I have become more and more suspicious, I am not longing for the sound of my soul being torn apart, but longing for the kind of frenzy that comes from my soul during the battle, otherwise my sleep during this period of time will not only be this mood that is difficult to erase, perhaps because this is my true feelings, compared to other aspects of my own self are more difficult to clear.

The blood in the air has been so thick that it can be seen by the naked eye, and it is quite dense in the scorching air, but this place is not suitable for viewing, ordinary people just take a breath of such air, maybe they will even vomit the food of the day before yesterday from their stomachs.

Turning into a sharp blade, Soul Grief rushed abruptly, and as his fist burst out of the void with countless chains, the small fist was instantly wrapped around a chain more than a person high, and it was truly a veritable iron fist.

The shield like a blood wing trembled slightly, and the diffuse blood qi was cut through several extremely slender gaps as if it had been cut off by something out of thin air, and at the same time, one of the eyes of the soul grief turned quickly, and the short knife formed by the chain condensation of the right hand quickly slashed around the body, only to see the sparks flickering abruptly on the knife body, and the broken chains kept flying in all directions.

The other eye stared at the shield that stood between the two, Soul Grief didn't have time to sigh anything, this long-lost sense of oppression he hadn't encountered in actual combat for too long, but think about it, the Solid Shield and the Soul Control Silver Lock were the two weapons that fought the most with each other during that time, so that later Hei Yao and Soul Grief were very familiar, I'm afraid that compared to that time, there were only the relics of the old world that he had only come into contact with once, similar to Lucifer and the like.

Finally approaching, the iron fist of the soul sorrow smashed on the shield, and countless chains instantly pierced into it and firmly controlled the various black magic on it, but the success of this blow did not make him relax at all, and the face of the soul sorrow on the contrary suddenly became ugly.

Where the fist came into contact with the shield, something like pitch-black glue kept pouring out of the shield, and Soul Grief knew that it was made by the black magic attached to the shield of Strength, but what made him look ugly was that the thing actually wrapped itself around his fist like a maggot on a tarsal bone.

"What are you kidding, that's the Soul Control Silver Lock...... the serious frenzy subsided slightly, and the sound of the fist bombarding the shield echoed in the soul sorrow's ears, but now what he saw was not a shield that shattered in response, but an arm that he couldn't pull back anyway, "I see, the generation speed of the outer barrier of the shield is faster than the speed of the soul control silver lock, so it trapped me!"

Soul Grief's ability can be called absolute, but if the controlled enchantment is constantly multiplying and increasing in value much faster than his control speed, even if he is indeed constantly controlling and disintegrating the enchantment, it still looks like countless enchantments are constantly piling up and entangling him.

Song Chengjie was still at a loss at this time, but he didn't know that the soul grief that came to rescue him was facing a big crisis at this time.

The pitch-black enchantment wrapped around the iron fist suddenly squirmed, and in a few breaths there was a tooth-aching grinding sound, and the twisted and unrecognizable chains were quickly thrown aside with sparks, although there was no effect for a short time, but after a few seconds, the soul grief found that the fist made of iron chains was rapidly shrinking.

There is a limit to the speed of the same tune, and the proliferation rate beyond this limit makes his abilities completely useless, and in this way, he can tear those chains apart bit by bit with only physical attacks, and once the bloodline's magic tears through the last layer of Soul Sorrow's defenses, he knows exactly what will happen.

Invaded by this furious black magic, Soul Grief's most optimistic prediction is that an arm will be torn off.

As if to interfere with Soul Sorrow's actions, the giant shield's wings spread again, and the air around it began to vibrate like ripples, but every time the ripples of blood and qi bloomed in the air, Soul Sorrow's right arm had to swing in all directions to block attacks that pierced through his chain defenses.

"Song Chengjie would never use black magic like this, even if Hei Yao said that he was now her contract master, it would be impossible for Song Chengjie, who was originally a human being, to use black magic to attack me so skillfully. The gaze of the stilling eyes of the Soul Sorrow slowly moved from the shield to Song Chengjie's side, and those empty eyes made him confirm his thoughts, "There is something in the Shield of Jianli that forcibly controls Song Chengjie with the help of bloodthirsty impulses, and also borrows his ability. ”

The more powerful the attack, the more difficult it is to hide the momentum, and the only person present who can do this is Song Chengjie who can deliberately strengthen the surrounding air to prevent the soul grief from detecting it as much as possible.

"The blood qi condensed into extremely tiny needle punctures, and two or three enchantment techniques were attached to it to prevent my chains from blocking it, and all that was left was to use Song Chengjie's ability to stabilize the air around him that fluctuated due to the attack. Soul Sorrow said and smiled, even if he knew this, he still couldn't get out of the predicament, "It's really a mistake, I wouldn't have rushed so close if I knew it." ”

It would be nice if Hei Yao was here at this time.

Hei Yao?The thought that suddenly crossed his mind reminded the soul of sorrow, a chain was wrapped around his ear, and he forced out a trace of spiritual power and shouted, "Hayato, call Hei Yao!"

In fact, he didn't want to shout too loudly, but now the fight with that unknown thing was hot, one eye was staring at Song Chengjie for fear that he would make any other moves, and the other eye was turning around looking for the blood qi needle piercing that was constantly attacking, and he could even see the afterimage, even if he had the spiritual power to easily control the whole domain, but now this kind of thing is really too draining.

In the city, Hayato, who had already cleared out a large area of ruins, was obviously taken aback, and even Su Lun, who was a few meters away, could hear the cry of soul sorrow, and couldn't help but look at this side worriedly.

"I'm going to die, so loud, don't you know how to care for the elderly. Half-truths and half-truths complained, Hayato raised his hand and beckoned Hei Yao, who was resting in the distance, to come over with him, thinking that the matter had been done, but seeing that Hei Yao was still swaying even when he got up, his brows couldn't help frowning, "Don't tell me you're in trouble now." ”

"I really don't want to tell you I'm in trouble. Helplessly, Soul Grief couldn't help but get nervous as he looked at the smaller and smaller chain fist gloves, this kind of battle of being dragged by a hand and then being beaten infinitely didn't make him feel a trace of enjoyment at all, and the burning frenzy in his heart had already disappeared at some point, "You ask her directly, what else is in the Jianli Shield besides her machine spirit, Song Chengjie's current appearance is wrong, I am suppressed now, and I may die at any time if I continue like this." ”

Just as he wanted to repeat his words, Hayato was suddenly stunned: "You may all die? What are you kidding?" I said, if it doesn't work, evacuate quickly, as long as Song Chengjie can't hurt the others and won't be witnessed, it's completely a problem. ”

What kind of joke is it, the sorrow of the soul who can turn the world and the sea upside down with a raise of his hand actually told himself that he might die? Song Chengjie is nothing more than out of a state of being robbed of consciousness by a bloodthirsty impulse, how can he have this kind of power, and how can Song Chengjie, who should not even be too conscious, do this?

Listening to Hayato's suggestion, Soul Sorrow looked at Song Chengjie, who was as immobile as a stake, and replied with a wry smile: "I will definitely do it, it is not in line with my philosophy to put my life on the line for this matter." ”

Shaking over, Hei Yao could barely hear something, and his face immediately changed.

As early as when Song Chengjie was first seized of consciousness by the bloodthirsty impulse, Hei Yao vaguely felt that there was something in the Shield of Strength that was not under her control, but at that time, she blamed it on the overly rich blood qi accumulated by her thousands of years of sleep, so she didn't care more, just cleaned it up and left it behind.

Thinking of the previous two times when Song Chengjie broke out with bloodthirsty impulses, he was at least present from far or near, thinking that it was because that thing was not sure that it would be able to compete with him after appearing, so it was not revealed, and this time he was too far away, so he was exploited.

"If I rashly use the exorcism method against the blood clan, it is very likely that even Song Chengjie, who has become like this, will be injured, so I want to hear what you say, can you narrow the scope a little more?" Although the soul grief said that he was in an ugly situation, as one of the nine great instrument spirits, he was not helpless, but the powerful attack would definitely affect Song Chengjie, "Anything can be done, for example, I now know that thing can control Song Chengjie, so that he can still control the wind in his unconscious state." As long as I can determine what that thing is, there will definitely be a way to use my technique reserves. ”

After hesitating for a long time, Hei Yao still didn't come to a conclusion. As for why there is a second power in the treasure she is staying in, in fact, even she herself is completely unclear, and now she doesn't know how to answer when asked about it, and after thinking about it for a long time, she just has a guess: "It may not be something from the blood clan." ”

"Isn't this your blood clan's treasure, how can there be something in it that isn't your blood clan?"

Shaking his head, Hei Yao didn't know if his guess was accurate: "The Blood Emperor definitely wouldn't have made such an oolong when he created me, and since the Blood Emperor died, I followed his reincarnation and was sealed into the moon by those people, and the only chance that other powers could be generated was when our three clans were still fighting each other." ”

"Dead air?"

"I don't know, anything can exist on the battlefield, but it's certain that only at that time, when I'm tired of fighting, won't notice what the Shield of Sharpness is contaminated. ”

Looking at the bloody Solid Shield, Soul Grief was helpless to hear the answer, and with a wry smile, he suddenly opened his mouth and asked in the sound of tinkling gold and iron: "Hei Yao, if the treasure is destroyed, you should be able to find other places to stay like our machine spirits, right?" )