Let's do it!

All right.

After a brief conversation, Ling Xiao waved his hand unceremoniously, and the platform bloomed with turquoise brilliance, and the life chessboard supported three hundred and sixty-one chess pieces to fly leisurely, forming a neat and rigorous formation.

"Shot!"

Outside the ban, everyone held their breath and stared at the movements of the two on the platform without blinking.

"I'm finally willing to use my natal magic weapon!"

"Hmph, what's the point of using it now?"

"That's it, what he's facing now is the soul of the Yuan Infant Stage!"

“……”

The demons discussed, occasionally sneering, before they were worried about how earth-shattering Ling Xiao would be when he used his natal magic weapon, but now, it was not worth a beat!

A chasm like a moat stood in front of Ling Xiao, even if it was a natal magic weapon, it couldn't fill this gap!

The Lost Soul stood with his hands in his hands, waiting for Ling Xiao's chess array to take shape, with a relaxed and leisurely appearance, as if he was not facing an opponent who had defeated him, but an inconsequential flea.

[I'm very confident.] 】

[Surprise him!] 】

In Ling Xiao's sleeve, there were slightly sarcastic and mocking words, and he grinned.

It's okay to underestimate me, but don't underestimate my two big brothers.

"Let's do it!"

He let out a clear whistle, and the halberd pointed out, and the neat chess array was like a clockwork frog, and it suddenly started, like a big cover, and the heavy cover was gone.

Mixed with the roar of thunder and lightning, Ling Xiao's talisman was also activated in an instant, turning into five giant cannons that pierced through the space, and the last to come first, blasting towards the souls!

Ten thousand leaves are floating like knives, bursting thunder like cannons!

Outside of the ban, even if it was determined that Ling Xiao was bound to lose, the demons couldn't help but let out a low exclamation when they saw such a huge attack, and felt a palpitation.

Through the prohibition, they can also feel the terrifying power contained in these two attacks!

"That is, the soul is lost!"

"yes, it's hard to imagine that this is an attack that Brother Jindan can unleash!"

"If there is no soul, this Ling Xiao is simply invincible. Even if June comes, there are two ways to win or lose! ”

"You fart, Sister June beats him like beating her son!"

“……”

There was a lot of discussion outside the ban, but there was only thunder and roaring inside the ban.

The wind blew the hem of the mourner's clothes, and stood under the overwhelming attack, the mourner was as small as an ant, but the breath was as strong as a mountain.

"It's so small."

The Soul smiled lightly, indescribably feminine and handsome, and with a slight dance of his slender ten fingers, he summoned a huge transparent octagonal prism in the air.

Thunder and thunder!

The octagonal prism reflected the thunder and hit Ling Xiao instead!

Rumble!

Ling Xiao didn't seem to have expected this move at all, and was bombarded by thunder cannons!

"Hahaha...... Idiot! ”

"You deserve it!"

The dragon clan in the audience cheered, but some of the higher cultivators frowned, because the raging Ten Thousand Leaves Array also covered the figure of the lost soul at the same time.

"It's an illusion!"

Someone woke up and exclaimed.

Everyone looked at it intently, and sure enough, after the thunder and lightning raged, there was no figure of Ling Xiao at the scene, and the entire platform had lost its trace of Ling Xiao!

It was as if he had evaporated from the world and disappeared!

On the other side, the souls that fell into the Wanye Array did not appear to be flustered, but instead leaned out with great interest to scan the entire platform with their divine senses, trying to find out Ling Xiao's hiding place.

But he was disappointed.

His divine sense could only see through the illusion that enveloped the entire platform, but he could strangely find no trace of Ling Xiao at all.

The Lost was surprised.

This is the first time that there has been an accident in this fight.

Where did Ling Xiao go?

The Wanye Array has already launched an offensive, and the chess pieces are like leaves, and the pieces are like knives, strangling and slashing.

The Soul waved his palms and constantly slapped out the sharp wind blades, blasting out the attacking chess pieces one by one, but the momentum of the ten thousand leaves was endless, and when the blue light and shadows were sufficient, he suddenly smelled the breath of danger!

The spirit platform is alarmed, and the soul twists its body violently.

Laugh at!

An imperceptible pink thread grazed his shoulder, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

If it weren't for his quick reaction, I'm afraid this pink thread would have pierced his heart!

The haze of defeat half a month ago seems to be shrouded again.

The Soul is furious!

He's already a baby!

"Break it for me!"

Summoning a thousand-knife array, a thousand-knife blade spun out, slashing at the flowing chess pieces with precision.

Bang bang bang......

The sound of gold and iron resonating spread throughout the prohibition party.

The chess pieces were struck by lightning, and the pieces fell off the high platform, and the formation collapsed.

"Come out for me!"

The soul is drunk, a thousand knives are swept, and the attack spreads to the entire platform!

It doesn't matter where you are hiding, there is no hiding place under his thousand knives!

Sure enough, in the corner of the edge of the platform, Ling Xiao appeared with a cold hum, and the chess pieces that had just been knocked down by a thousand knives shot out unscathed, forming a shield of ten thousand leaves in front of him, and forcibly blocking the bombardment of a thousand knives.

"That's it?"

Ling Xiao grinned and asked.

When the Soul saw his underwhelming appearance, he suddenly surged with qi and blood, but when his divine sense swept away, he was shocked again.

There was no breath fluctuation coming from Ling Xiao's body.

This guy escaped with the help of illusion again!

The Soul almost subconsciously grinned, opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of clear air, enveloping the scroll in mid-air, and the scroll immediately skyrocketed, conjuring up a dense small light knife, blasting into other voids!

"Carving insect skills!"

The Dead grinned.

The second accident appeared.

Thousands of knives fell, but they failed to force out Ling Xiao in the illusion, and in the field, there was still only the "fake Ling Xiao" who had no mana fluctuations.

The terrifying murderous aura erupted at this moment, shrouding it like substance, and the "fake Ling Xiao" held a narrow black knife in his hand, and the demonic energy and murderous aura were intertwined into a gorgeous net.

It seems to be real and illusory, and it is also real and illusory.

False, but also true.

Illusion is a disguise, Ling Xiao just placed his cultivation in the Tree of Life, creating the illusion that the essence is illusion.

"Lie to you."

He laughed, all the cultivation in the later stage of Jin Dan poured out from the cave sky, Ling Xiao's battle intent climbed to the peak, and the magic knife slashed out!

Rumble!

The demonic qi and murderous qi were pulled at the same time, and Wanye and the filaments roared in unison, accompanied by Ling Xiao's indomitable figure, surging like a river, emptying and controlling the qi, and approaching the soul!

There is a feeling of being played, the soul is furious, and the body of a giant dragon appears on the plane, and when the black light soars, the pieces of scale armor reflect a dazzling light, wanting to shock all the forces that attack!

"Eat the consequences!"

Dead Drink.

The offensive attacked, and it was reflected in an instant, violently reversing Tiangang and covering Ling Xiao.

However, before the soul could smile, everything in front of him suddenly shattered like a foam phantom, and Ling Xiao's overwhelming offensive did not fall until this moment.

It's still illusion one step ahead.

This is the third accident.

As the saying goes, there are only three things, and when the accident occurs three times, it is a well-set bureau.

Ling Xiao's blade was directed, gathering the sound of ghosts crying wolves, as if thousands of unjust souls who had died under his hands roared and woke up, turning all anger and resentment into invincible blades, slashing towards the dragon that was high above.

"I'll have to wait for the next chapter, probably noon."