Chapter Eighty-Three: Spiritual Venerable Possession
At the moment when Song Qianqian made a reminder, Xue Chen's figure had already retreated, and the blow of the Spirit Emperor's powerhouse was not something that Xue Chen, who was seriously injured now, could withstand.
"Stinky boy, you have done a good thing for me, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces today!" Wu Yun missed the blow, and he shouted again, and another palm knife slashed towards Xue Chen again.
Xue Chen knew very well that although he could rely on constant dodging to prevent injury at the moment, the consumption of spiritual power was quite huge. Once the spiritual power is consumed, then it will be ruined today.
"It seems that it is up to you. ”
Xue Chen sighed lightly and took the white jade in his mouth. Although the consumption of spiritual power was still continuing, Xue Chen clearly felt the difference. The spiritual power that was originally $,a●ns↘≌m consumed extremely quickly actually began to recover slowly, and even the seriously injured right shoulder had a faint sign of healing.
As a Spirit Emperor-level powerhouse, Wu Yun's eyesight is naturally not weak. When she first started fighting with Xue Chen, she could lightly perceive that Xue Chen's spiritual power was being consumed at a great rate. But after only a few minutes, the spiritual power that was originally a little sluggish actually began to recover, and the speed of Xue Chen's dodge was also increasing, not at all like a seriously injured person.
"This kid is weird! He was already seriously injured, why is his speed getting faster and faster now? Could it be the piece of jade in his mouth?" Wu Yun's face sank, his hands stretched back, and a pair of bright long swords slowly appeared.
There was a glimmer of yellow light on the bright twin swords, and a flaming flower was carved a little below the tips of the two swords. The flower, just by looking at it, makes people's hearts palpitate.
Xue Chen, who was standing on the opposite side, could clearly feel that after Wu Yun held the dual swords, his own aura was constantly rising. In just a moment, Wu Yun's aura skyrocketed to a jaw-dropping level. Although the aura was slightly frivolous, it did not affect the shock of everyone. Because that kind of breath is actually the Spirit Sect!
"Hmph, since the plan has been exposed, then today, all of you people have to die!"
Wu Yun shouted angrily, spiritual power emerged from under his feet, only to hear Wu Yun's right foot stomp on the ground, and a huge crack appeared from under his feet, spreading towards Xue Chen quickly.
Rumble!
The earth trembled with the great cracks, and the earth shook like the mountains and the people of the scene changed color. Is it true that everyone is going to die here today?
Just when everyone thought they were going to die, a powerful aura that changed the color of heaven and earth suddenly appeared. The powerful aura continued to converge, forcibly absorbing the aura between heaven and earth. Gradually, this aura began to slowly materialize, and a golden air flow appeared above Xue Chen's head out of thin air, spinning rapidly.
With the appearance of the golden air current, the heaven and earth aura of this space is also constantly becoming thinner. The huge crack that had originally spread out wildly stopped instantly, and the violent spiritual power was forcibly absorbed by the golden air current.
Seeing such a strange scene, a touch of solemnity also appeared on Wu Yun's face, and the powerful spiritual power fluctuations that originally emanated were slightly restrained.
"Transform the spirit, turn the white jade into the spirit, collect it!"
Xue Chen, who was below the golden air flow, suddenly let out a low sigh, raised his hands high, and a powerful suction force emanated from his body, and the target of that inhalation was the golden air flow that was constantly rotating!
"Brother Chen, stop!"
Although Song Qianqian and the others were far away, the power generated by the golden air flow made them feel deeply jealous. With such a powerful air current, even if Xue Chen was unharmed, it was impossible to completely absorb it, not to mention that he was still seriously injured, isn't this looking for death?
Song Qianqian's stop did not dispel Xue Chen's purpose, and Chang Yan'er and the disciples behind her were also full of doubts when they saw this. With their understanding of Xue Chen, it was impossible for Xue Chen to be so reckless. But at present, this scene has puzzled everyone.
"Hehe, the stinky boy is killing himself, but it saves me from doing it myself!" Wu Yun sneered, but those eyes were staring at Xue Chen's body, for fear of missing the scene of Xue Chen's blood spraying.
Facing everyone's doubts, Xue Chen just smiled faintly, and then quickly put the golden soul into action. The powerful suction force of the Transformation Spirit Determination appeared at this time, and in the shocked and puzzled eyes of everyone, it slammed into the golden air current!
The earth-shattering collision did not make the earth-shattering noise as imagined, but appeared in everyone's sight in a shocking way.
That powerful golden air flow was unexpectedly pouring into Xue Chen's body like flowing water. After the golden air flow entered Xue Chen's body, those bones, meridians, flesh and blood, and pores were like hungry desert lone wanderers, frantically absorbing. And as the majestic spiritual power contained in the golden air flow was continuously absorbed by the golden soul, Xue Chen's skin was also constantly changing color.
"With him as a spirit general, how could he have such a fluctuation of spiritual power? What the hell is going on!" Seeing that Xue Chen, who had been constantly dodging his own attacks, was exuding such an momentum, Wu Yun couldn't help but be a little confused. This momentum is extremely powerful, if the body of that breath is here, even ten of them will only be killed in seconds.
Thinking of this, Wu Yun couldn't help but hesitate a little, and the hands that clenched the two swords actually broke out a trace of sweat.
"Is this fluctuation ...... Possessed by a Spirit Venerable, but how could Xue Chen have a relationship with a Spirit Venerable powerhouse?"
At this time, Chang Yan'er was full of shock, and her eyes that looked at Xue Chen were faintly trembling, because it was a Spirit Venerable powerhouse that was two levels higher than herself!
"Buzz!"
Just when Wu Yun was hesitating whether to make a move, Xue Chen's eyes suddenly opened, and a powerful aura rose into the sky. The skin, which was constantly changing color, finally stabilized. In his eyes, a beam of fine light burst out of it, pointing directly at Wu Yun with a kind of ruining majesty.
"Not good!"
Wu Yun was startled and hurriedly swung his twin swords, trying to resist this beam of essence light. However, how could the attack of the Spirit Venerable powerhouse be able to withstand by ordinary Spirit Sects? Before the beam touched the twin swords, the twin swords already emitted a trace of trembling. And when the light solidly concentrated the two swords, a crisp and dull sound sounded at the same time.
"Smack!"
"Poof!"
The twin swords shattered, and Wu Yun spurted out a mouthful of blood!
"A mere Spirit Emperor, who used some unpopular secret methods to barely ascend to the Spirit Sect, dared to be arrogant in front of the old man, he was really impatient. Xue Chen slowly raised his head, and a slightly hoarse voice came out of his mouth.
Looking at this strange scene in front of them, everyone gasped, but a glimmer of hope rose in everyone's hearts.
"Who are you!" Wu Yun asked coldly with a gloomy face.
Xue Chen got up slowly, and said indifferently: "You dare to kill the old man's disciple, it seems that the old man's name is not remembered by the current people at all." ”
"Hmph, although you are very strong, you are only temporarily possessed. When the time is over, I want to see if the stinky boy you can still protect is not enough!" As soon as Wu Yun's words fell, his figure immediately retreated hundreds of zhang away.
"You're really arrogant! But since you say so, the old man will kill you today." Xue Chen smiled slightly, raised his right hand slightly, and moved his fingers slightly, and Wu Yun, who was hundreds of zhang away, was directly forcibly sucked over.
"Smack!"
Xue Chen's right hand tightly stuck Wu Yun's neck, and smiled faintly: "I didn't expect the Flame Palace to collude with the Blood God Sect, hey, the current Lingwu Continent is really in the world." ”
Wu Yun's face was suffocated, his twin swords had already been thrown away, and he grabbed Xue Chen's hand tightly with both hands, trying to break free from Xue Chen's control. But at this time, Xue Chen's strength was already extremely huge, how could she break free with a female stream?
"Say, when did the Flame Palace collude with the Blood God Sect?" Xue Chen's old voice slowly spit out, and he looked at Wu Yun coldly.
Wu Yun, who had struggled several times but could never escape, suddenly gave up struggling, and his hands suddenly condensed the spiritual power of his whole body and slapped it hard at his heart.
Boom!
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Wu Yun's mouth, and the neck that was tightly clamped by Xue Chen had already made his entire head turn purple and black, and his vitality was cut off.
"Whoosh!"
A faint yellow light quickly burst out from Wu Yun's body, constantly fleeing into the distance. However, at this time, Xue Chen was possessed by a strong man at the Spirit Venerable level, and he was naturally familiar with dealing with this kind of trick.
"Out-of-body souls, it seems that you are not an ordinary disciple of the Blood God Sect. Come, talk about the current situation of the Blood God Gate, if you deliberately conceal it, don't blame me for immediately pinching and exploding your soul and letting your soul fly away!" Xue Chen's voice was extremely cold, like the master who dominated this piece of heaven and earth, domineering!
"I say I say!"
Wu Yun's soul was fragile, and he couldn't take care of it anymore, so he immediately nodded and was about to speak.
However, at this moment, a blood-colored light suddenly fell quickly from the sky, accurately hitting Wu Yun's fragile soul. The soul was fatally killed by a single blow, turning into a wisp of green smoke and slowly dissipating.
"Who!"
Xue Chen burst out, and the shockwave of the heaven-shattering roar instantly materialized, roaring fiercely in the direction where the blood-colored light came from.
Airplanes......
The space distorted, and a muffled grunt came from the air, then slowly dissipated.