Chapter 129: Witch Spirit

"That's right! This is the Seven Tribulations that you have created with all the strength of your life, let's feel it together!" In an instant, a large dark area suddenly appeared under He Yinuo's body, and countless dark red tribulation lightning flashed within it.

Then lightning crawled up He Yinuo's body like vines, wrapping around his body, but it didn't hurt him, all this happened in an instant.

At the same time, a large area of black * domain also appeared under Dao Tong's body, and his situation was exactly the same as He Yinuo's.

This is a head-on collision between the Seven Tribulations!!

"The old man has been in the past thousand years, and he has never encountered such a thing, today I want to see who is powerful in these seven tribulations!" The anger on Dao Tong's face gradually disappeared, and it turned to madness and faint anticipation.

The sky gradually became violent against the backdrop of the critical abyss, and the rolling dark clouds mixed with the desolate air of the destructive power raged in the sky, the wind was fierce, and the thunder was gusting, as if the sky was being pressed down fiercely, overwhelming the sky, giving people a sense of desperate suffocation.

He Yinuo's heart moved, and the whole person was wrapped in electric light and flint, and the flare flickered, instantly turning into a huge black lightning and slashing towards the Dao System, and the other Dao System also turned into another dark red lightning bolt and slashed at each other.

Before the stone statue, under the heaven and earth, the wind was galloping, and every part of the air was filled with free electric light, and at this moment, it seemed that even the desolate qi could not enter half a minute.

In the wave after wave of "swishing", the dark lightning that had been in the sky gradually showed a tendency to wilt, while the black electric light became more and more powerful, and after a while, it completely enveloped and engulfed the dark red light.

A muffled snort seemed to come from nothingness, and after three breaths, He Yinuo's figure gradually loomed with the free lightning, his face was ruddy, his lips were dark red, and he held a halberd of black light in his hand, flickering!

On the other side, Dao Tong's body also appeared, but his face was pale, and after a while, he vomited blood, and his body fell from mid-air, falling heavily to the ground.

He Yinuo fell slowly, and his body was still free of light, fluctuating, as if the thunder god had descended.

"I didn't expect that these Seven Mysterious Tribulations could exert such power in your hands, the old man was willing to bow to the wind!" Dao Tong said with exhausted qi, blood gushing out of his mouth, and the seven orifices were also overflowing with blood.

"If you tell me who is behind the scenes, I can disturb your life!" He Yinuo's words were fierce, but there was no half pity.

"Old man, ahhh!!h!!hh

He Yinuo waved his hands, and suddenly the black light halberd penetrated Dao Tong's chest, ending his life, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he whispered in his mouth, "Lich!!"

He had no relationship with the lich, and he had never met him, and the only thing he had to do was that the fierce barbarian was ordered to crusade because he had sucked the essence blood of the disciples of the Mochizuki Sect because of the death spell in his body, and he has not heard of it since.

This sorrow is in his heart.

He went to the broken knee of his parents' stone statue, and when his mind moved, the broken stones flew up one after another, and filled the broken parts as if they were intact, but the broken mirror could not be reunited, and the broken parts could never be restored to their original state.

When he retracted his thoughts, the rubble fell again and fell to the ground, and he was in a trance, staggering, and kneeling under the stone statue of his parents.

Suddenly it began to rain in the sky, dripping and drenching his clothes, and the rain ran down his hair and cheeks, dripping down the puddles in front of his knees, scattering his reflection in the water.

At this moment, loneliness and helplessness came as scheduled, as if on that night many years ago, looking for their own steps in darkness and despair, no one could understand their own suffering, just as no one could see the way they came.

He put his hands on the stone statue, gently caressing the stone statue, there seemed to be a faint warmth in the tentacles, and after a while, the stone statue gradually faded into countless golden points of light.

He Yinuo stood up and looked at the changes in front of him.

After about ten breaths, the stone statue dissipated, all of which turned into golden points of light, surrounding him, moving slowly, He Yinuo spread out his palm, and the points of light fell lightly on it, extremely soft.

And a moment later, the points of light converged, and three feet in front of him, gradually formed the phantom of two people.

At that moment, He Yinuo's eyes were slightly red, and his heart was even more surging, and the bitterness that had been suppressed for many years seemed to suddenly explode at this moment, and he choked as if he used all his strength to call out, "Dad!

The two phantoms, a man and a woman, were transformed by He Yinuo's father, they looked at He Yinuo, their lips moved slightly, but they couldn't make any sound, they stretched out their hands and stroked He Yinuo's cheeks, with infinite love in their eyes, and more pity and comfort on their faces.

Although those two hands were phantoms, when they touched his cheeks, He Yinuo seemed to feel the warmth it transmitted, and he was deeply immersed in them, at this moment, there was no more disturbance and hesitation in his heart.

There were no words, no dialogue, just staring silently until the phantom gradually dissipated and turned into two lines.

"My son should be self-reliant, a promise is worth a thousand catties!!"

Then, under his gaze, the two lines of words finally turned into a golden holy crow and floated in front of him.

However, at this moment, He Yinuo's face suddenly turned cold, and there was even more murderous intent in it, and he blasted a punch that condensed ten percent of his strength into the void close to the Holy Crow, and after a moment, a muffled snort came out of thin air.

At the same time, He Yinuo accepted Shengwu and said sharply, "Sneaky, why don't you show up and see it?"

A moment later, a cold snort came from the void, and a man's figure appeared out of thin air, wearing a soldier's costume, wearing armor on his head, covering his face with a black cloth, and his eyes were shining, and his body exuded an extremely strong Wu clan aura, and this aura He Yinuo was not unfamiliar with, it was the breath of the Holy Witch Spirit Clan, which was the same clan as Meng Rui.

This person He Yinuo was a little familiar, and after a while, he remembered that he was the one who snatched the Saint Wu transformed by the barbarian image totem in the Six Paths of the Barbarian Realm, but at this moment, he had a stronger cultivation!

He and He Yinuo looked at each other, and neither of them acted rashly.

And at this moment, another part of the void suddenly struck with the power of the Dao Law, which was mixed with a strong spiritual power, but its target was not He Yinuo, but the person of the Spirit Clan!

The spirit man had already realized that when he was about to die, he would dissolve it in an instant, and that spiritual power did not have much impact on him because of his own relationship with the spirit race.

A moment later, at the source of the Dao method, the figure of another person appeared in the void, it was a woman, covered her face with a black veil, her eyebrows were green, and her eyes were as bright as Xu, just looking at it made people's hearts ripple, but the eyes like water were filled with hatred.

And this woman He Yinuo is no stranger, she is also a woman she met in the Wild Six Realms back then.

The Spirit man ignored the woman, as if he had expected her presence. He looked at He Yinuo and said in a deep voice, "I really can't imagine that the people of your immortal clan can actually perceive the existence of the Spirit Shadow Technique through nothingness, it is really the only thing I have seen in my life, give me the holy crow, and I can let you live." ”

He Yinuo's face was indifferent and he didn't pay attention, but on the contrary, the woman said angrily first, "You betrayed the spirit clan, killed the witch prince, and destroyed everything, today I will take your dog's life!!"

His words revealed deep hatred, and before his words fell, a purple-clothed piano appeared in front of him, and between the plucking of his jade hand, a fluctuation that shocked his heart instantly spread, and he rushed towards the direction of the spirit man.

And the man seemed to be impatient on his face, not in a hurry, he turned around and threw a punch with his backhand, this force He Yinuo felt clearly not far away, its power was so strong, even he was not completely sure that he could forcibly take it, let alone the woman who was only at the peak of the Xuan Realm.

Although the sound of the qin is strong, but the cultivation is insufficient, can not fully urge its inner power, the sound of the qin in the shock of that punch, actually rebounded back, its catalysis, the power is even more than in the past, the woman can not avoid it, was seriously injured by its counter-devouring power, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood through the veil.

The Spirit Clan man shook his head, revealing a complicated expression, "I can spare your life today, if it were him, you would have died in Huangquan, and if you entangle it again in the future, I will not show mercy!!"

The woman endured the severe pain, let out a sneer, and said with mockery, "You don't pretend to be there, you are the same as that demon, you are a traitor scum!!"

When the spirit man heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, and he almost wanted to have a seizure, but in the end he still endured it, ignored her, turned to look at He Yinuo, and said sharply, "If you refuse to take the initiative to hand it over, then I will take your life by force!"

After speaking, the whole body was immersed in a powerful spell power, its spell was invisible and unintentional, but it was extremely vicious, like a filament poisonous snake into the human internal organs, devouring three souls and seven spirits, in an instant, a surging and majestic poisonous spell power surrounded He Yinuo, and the spirit man shouted in his mouth, "Death curse!!"

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