Chapter 160: Brother and sister join forces to kill the audience in seconds
As the leader of the Netherworld White Tiger, Dai Huabin always felt that something was wrong.
He looked at the seniors who had already fought with several Soul Sects, and always felt as if he had overlooked something.
What did you overlook?
Damn, the pinprick-like tingling sensation made it impossible for him to concentrate at all.
Truly.
If Dai Huabin's mind was still normal, then he would definitely be able to find that the color of the soul ring under Qian Chaoguang's feet was completely wrong.
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The two 10,000-year-old soul rings that were originally pitch black are now ordinary yellow.
They stuck silently to the ground and didn't attract anyone's attention.
Even Chi Chaoguang himself did not display his astonishing sword skills and melee combat ability.
It was just to provide Wang Dong with light sharing, while directing the four eight-point light wheels and thin mud.
Don't wait for Dai Huabin to think about it.
In the next second, the misty light on Huo Yutong's right arm disappeared.
An incomparably terrifying invisible wave gathered in the field, like a prelude to a storm.
The low pressure that seemed to be there pressed on everyone's nerves, making people a little breathless.
"Fluctuations in soul bones! A wide range of soul bone skills, pay attention to protection! ”
A well-informed fourth-grade senior forced Bei Bei back with a punch and shouted loudly by pulling his neck.
The rest of the dozen or so people heard his reminder, as long as they had protective skills, they all used them, and those who didn't have them all made an impact-resistant posture.
But, does that really work?
The storm that swept the audience roared at this moment.
The storm condensed by spiritual power howled, washing and cutting all the targets marked as enemies by Huo Yutong.
A feeling of tearing that was far more painful than before appeared in the sea of spirits of each core disciple, constantly vibrating.
Several soul masters with weak spiritual power levels suddenly screamed miserably, and collapsed to the ground, struggling to fight against this unexpected attack.
Phantom Dancing Butterfly's Right Arm Bone Soul Bone Technique - Psychic Storm.
Can Qian Duoduo, a dead man treasure something that has been treasured for decades, can it be bad?
Psychic Storm attacks the opponent's soul by condensing its mental power into a strong storm, dealing double damage if the target's mental power is one level lower than the user's level.
After activating this skill, Huo Yutong fell to the ground a little weakly.
In addition to the locks that had been marked in advance, she had completely exhausted the spiritual power in her spiritual sea to the bottom, and the remaining was less than one percent.
Pulling more than a dozen Soul Venerables and Great Soul Masters into the range of the Soul Storm at one time, even with her current level of spiritual power, it is difficult to withstand it.
"Next, it's up to me."
Qian Chaoguang smiled at the corner of his mouth and strode forward.
When he saw him leave the team, Dai Huabin had a faint bad premonition.
In an instant, his face changed dramatically.
An indescribable aura of terror appeared in the arena of fighting spirits.
The blood-red light was like a blood moon, reflecting the figure of the Thousand Dynasties Light Demon King.
Filled with coldness, cruelty, killing, madness, domineering and several other indescribable terrifying aura, it suddenly exploded.
The two hundred-year-old soul rings that were originally harmless to humans and animals under Qian Chaoguang's feet turned into blood-red that shocked the soul in an instant.
Red, what does it mean?
It means that the peak of the soul ring within the comprehension range of a normal soul master, it means the emergence of a top powerhouse, and it means - 100,000 years!
Two 100,000-year soul rings appeared on Qian Chaoguang's body, and this kind of scene was not at all imaginable by the Soul Master.
Not to mention the core disciples who faced this terrifying coercion, even the teachers who were watching the battle around them had their faces changed wildly, and their faces were horrified.
Except for Xuan Lao and Wang Yan, who knew the inside story, no teacher could maintain a calm attitude towards this.
The two soul rings representing 100,000 years lit up, and Qian Chaoguang's hands were raised from both sides, and his divine consciousness enveloped the audience.
Behind him, there seemed to be thousands of eight-point light wheels condensed from the void.
They spun rapidly, almost reflecting the sky in a cold icy blue, exuding an icy aura.
A savage aura that seemed to come from an ancient period erupted like a volcano, and it brantly descended on every core disciple who was an enemy of it.
Along with it, there were dozens of cannon bombardments from the soul guide, soul skill strikes, and eight-point light wheel cutting.
The torrent of colorful soul skills fell like a meteor, becoming the last straw that broke the camel's back.
The Netherworld White Tiger that was bombarded by the Butterfly God Slash had disintegrated in an instant.
Dai Huabin, who was differentiated, fell to the ground with a pale face, cold sweat oozed out of his forehead, and he gasped heavily.
At the same time, an eight-point light wheel was just over his face.
The rapidly spinning tooth blade was only three centimeters from his throat.
Dai Huabin's state is not bad.
The core disciples who had not reached the Soul Venerable did not need the attack of the soul technique, and they had already fainted only when the 100,000-year soul ring came.
Huo Yutong's two debuff blessings, the blow of the spiritual storm, the breath of the 100,000-year soul ring shock, plus the ice emperor's coercion and deterrence simulated by the divine sense, even the soul sect couldn't withstand such a "continuous intimidation".
A moment passed.
Among the core disciples of those who joined forces against the enemy, except for Dai Huabin, who was protected by the Netherworld White Tiger, he was still awake, and there was no one awake in the audience.
Lying on the ground.
On the other side, except for Huo Yutong and Wang Dong, who had a big heart, the four Soul Sects were already completely stunned, and their mouths opened wide in surprise.
They had never imagined that this brawl would end so dramatically.
A few of them did almost nothing, at best they made up a knife.
Qian Chaoguang and Huo Yutong, brother and sister, joined forces and directly gave everyone seconds?
Two blood-colored soul rings were circulating at the feet of Qian Chaoguang, without the slightest of their previous might.
If you look closely, where are there hundreds or thousands of eight-minute light wheels in the sky?
Look at the blue phantom that is slowly dissipating, but it is just an empty shell made by Qian Chaoguang with the mimicry of light.
Not to mention the attack power, that thing doesn't even have a collision size.
Pure special effects product.
Qian Chaoguang slowly stepped forward and pulled up Dai Huabin in a sluggish state, and the two 100,000-year soul rings gradually revealed their original blackness.
"Hua Bin, admit defeat, right?"
"Hmm......? Ah, I'm ...... I admit defeat, I admit defeat. ”
Dai Huabin replied subconsciously, extremely dazed in his heart.
Just now......
What the hell just happened?
Ever since he lost to the three of Qian Chaoguang in the first new monk assessment, he has been very unconvinced.
He had always felt that Qian Chaoguang's knife was just a product of great luck, and he couldn't use it as a stable means of fighting at all.
If it weren't for his luck, the winner would have been himself.
In a class later, Qian Chaoguang pressed himself in physical fitness class for eight months.
It wasn't until the entrance exam that he realized how perverted Qian Chaoguang really was.