Chapter 450: The picture is poor and the dagger (free update for the little sweetie of the book friend's childhood)
"Instant killing absorbs spiritual power, and this handle, if according to Tianyan, absorbs vitality... Therefore, the effect is also different, and this handle, because it is more complete, is also more powerful!"
"If the increase in spiritual power of instant killing can reach up to twenty times, how many times should it be depending on the effect of Fang Cai? When she is free, she has that little bit of vitality..."
"But it could also be the effect of that immortal stone, or it may be caused by different attack methods, such as that gray-white aura is like venom, it will be contagious..."
Looking at the girl who had become withered in an instant, Xiang Yang immediately made a judgment, and then turned his head to look at the giant beast.
"If it's to kill the life force, with the size of this monster, it shouldn't kill you with one hit, even if it hits the vital point of the head. But this octopus-like monster is often fatal not necessarily in the head..."
In the distance, Emperor Jinghuai Zhen had already rushed in front of the giant beast.
Although a small part of the body of the giant beast has been decomposed, the rest are still hundreds of zhang high, and in front of it, Jing Huai's figure is as small as an ant.
However, the row of ice swords beside him was not vegetarian, each one was dozens of zhang long, and a single stab and twist could scrape off a large piece of flesh and blood from the monster.
Although the monster has a huge body, it seems that the defense of the body is not very strong, whether it is the soft foot next to it, or the current body, every sword can fall in response.
And after receiving that fatal blow, the monster's entire head (if it had a head) was basically all festering, and at this time it had completely lost its ability to resist, and those soft feet hung low in the sea, and they didn't even have the strength to swing it.
"How can a monster of this level be so weak..."
It seemed that the situation was very good, but Xiang Yang felt a chill in his heart, where is the strength that a high-level immortal beast should have?
How weird it looks...
He could see that something was wrong, if Emperor Jinghuai couldn't notice it, then he would have lived in vain for so many years.
Under the cover of those ice swords' still stormy attacks, his whole body had already reined in his momentum, and instead retreated backwards.
The tip of his right index finger flickered, and a ball of silver light shot straight up, and as soon as it was exposed to the wind, it merged into the air, but in an instant, within a radius of several miles, suddenly the wind stopped and the rain stopped.
Then, above the sea, the ice lotus bloomed, and on the lotus leaves, there was a curling cold smoke scattered, and the cold smoke was everywhere, and the turbulent sea water was frozen in an instant.
Within a few miles, a kingdom of ice and snow has become within a few miles.
Beside the giant beast, there were hundreds of ice lotuses, and the cold smoke covered the sky, completely enveloping it, and when the cold smoke dissipated, a crystal clear iceberg had appeared in it, and the giant beast was sealed inside, like a lifelike statue.
Emperor Jing Huaizhen breathed a sigh of relief, stopped, and drew with two fingers, and a little blue light flashed in the void, turning into runes and imprinting on the iceberg.
He is the True Emperor of the Seven Tribulations, and the magic of the law is coupled with the power of the mysterious weapon, and since he has succeeded at this time, this monster has no luck.
It's just that why is it so easy? No matter how you think about it, it's a little unreasonable...
Could it be that it was Luo Yue's little girl's magic crossbow?
The giant beast ambushed, and the original threat naturally disappeared, and Luo Yue, who gave the order, was already unconscious, and someone else took over the command.
The monks of the Western Shenzhou were indeed well-trained, but in just a short time, the ships that had been scattered and escaped were reorganized, lined up in a neat formation, and sailed towards Emperor Jinghuai Zhen.
Behind them, Xiang Yang felt more and more uncomfortable, above the light curtain beside him, representing the giant beast and the red dot below had not disappeared...
He looked ahead, sighed, and continued to follow.
It stands to reason that at this moment, he should just run away, but first, the temptation of the 'instant kill' was too great for him, and second, he had a good impression of the disciplined monks in this fleet, and he really couldn't bear to watch them all wiped out.
There is a phantom ghost, if you really can't catch it, it's always no problem to escape the worst, right?
The big question now is, what is the back of the beast?
After the battle with the Sanqing Supreme, Xiang Yang was really a little apprehensive about the methods of these old monsters who had lived for countless years, at that time he himself was calculated or unintentional, and finally became a winner, but at this time on the vast North Sea, the time and place are not the same, and it is really a little bottomless.
In terms of minds, after the demon beasts opened their spiritual intelligence, except for some naturally dull ones, they were no worse than human beings, and even due to the long lifespan, many of them were wiser.
This giant beast seems to be bulky, but since it can come up with the idea of an ambush, it will never be the type of tendon, and now this situation must be strange.
He stared closely at the light curtain in front of him, the little red glow was almost close to the sea, and it was a moment before it came at most.
Looking ahead, the fleet was still unaware.
The True Emperor also seemed to be a little tired after the battle, and was slowly returning in a canoe.
And the giant beast seemed to have really been ambushed, sealed motionless in the huge iceberg, and its soft feet with teeth and claws were also sealed, looking like a blooming multi-petaled autumn orchid.
The gray-white aura really had a limit, and it had already dissipated after eroding half of its small body.
The wind and rain had stopped, and the tsunami, which had been raised by the beasts, had gone from both sides, and without the foreign objects that had floated from the bottom of the sea, everything would have looked so normal.
From the earth-shaking sea to the calm waves, it seems that only a moment has passed, forming an extremely strange atmosphere.
For a moment, above those ships, it seemed so quiet that even the heartbeat could be heard.
"Poof... Poof... Poof..."
Emperor Jing Huaizhen was the first to wake up, and shouted directly, the boat under his feet was torn apart, and he himself was still moving forward step by step, but at the tip of his foot, there were ice lotuses blooming everywhere, and a trace of cold air spread in all directions...
After walking dozens of steps, an ice field had already appeared under his feet, however, in a short period of time, he had used a wide range of law techniques several times, and his divine sense was extremely expensive, and the further he went, the paler his face became, and the white seemed to be a little transparent.
It's still miles away from that flagship...
Suddenly, a little bit of blood flashed from under the surface of the sea, getting brighter and brighter, and the entire sea seemed to be ignited by it in an instant, and there seemed to be blood flames beating everywhere in sight.
Behind Jing Huai, the huge iceberg rumbled, and mottled cracks appeared...