Chapter 653: Reduced to a laughing stock

　　Worry-free while maintaining the state of little supernatural power, when he saw Xiao Liang in front of his eyes, his calm state of mind was unavoidable at this moment.
Xiao Liang, whose cultivation base is only in the realm of Yinshen, may be just a subconscious reaction, because it is not his flesh and blood that can resist the attack, but the power of the stars of the formation. However, being able to perform such a behavior is enough to explain a lot of things.
After that, Wuyou felt the help from Ren Yunteng again. At the moment when Xianhuanghuan appeared behind his back, Wuyou’s whole person’s strength seemed to be magnified, and the connection with heaven and earth became closer. He felt that the power he could exert with his little magical powers seemed to have become stronger.
The purple-gold long sword fell, the sword light flashed, and a deep sword mark appeared on the light mask condensed by the power of the stars, but it was not cut off, but the thousands that fell behind it. The meter-long sword shadow fell on the same place as the star power mask.
One sword swung down, but it was two attacks. The mask of the power of the stars behind can block the first sword, but facing the second sword that followed, it was somewhat difficult to deal with, especially the first sword The sword marks left on the star power mask have not yet recovered.
Xiao Liang, who controls the formation, now feels that the defense of the formation is a little weak, and may be cut off by the opponent under this sword, but this result is somewhat unacceptable, because Jianyingzhi Next, facing Qingmei Guan, if the defense is broken, then the three of them will all bear the attack head-on.
　　 But even if there is a lot of unwillingness in his heart, Xiao Liang can't do much in the face of strength. All he can do is to do his best to keep himself from giving up as much as possible.
Just when Xiao Liang felt that he was about to be unable to hold it, he did not notice that the leaves of the two green plum trees behind everyone swayed silently, and there was a golden and blue light on the tree, which was silent and smooth. The trunk fell directly to the root of the tree.
The location of these two green plum trees is also one of the nodes of the formation on Mount Mochizuki. Mohe’s main purpose was to use the power of the stars drawn by the formation to nourish the two green plum trees. At this time, The two green plum trees that have been nourished by the formation for many years, when the formation is about to face threats, also produced a feedback effect.
　　 After these two green plum trees have undergone such changes, the mask of the power of the stars, which was already precarious, has forcibly stabilized at this critical moment, blocking the shadow of the long sword.
　　 Xiao Liang felt the light shield of the power of the stars stabilized again, and was overjoyed in his heart. This was definitely a small miracle for him. When he was almost unable to hold it, it miraculously blocked it.
　　 Xiao Liang’s miracle was definitely a basin of cold water that was so cold to the bottom of his heart. The killing intent that had originally boiled in his heart was slightly extinguished.
Gou Sun feels that he has come to Qingmei Temple today. Up to now, everything that has happened is a bit wicked. He has made several swords, but he hasn't killed two little pure sun monks. Just now, that clearly could break the light. With the blow of the hood, he finally failed to make a contribution.
　　 He wanted to make another sword, but Goudi knew that he might not have a chance, because he had already felt that the danger came to his side again, and it was even stronger than the previous one.
The gust of wind around me stopped, and the black clouds rolling over my head seemed to show no signs of falling. The place where the ground collapsed, and the rolling magma, did not mean to rush out of the ground again. Everything seemed very quiet. There is also some inability to see the halo, how the next danger will come.
　　 While he was fully guarded, Goudun suddenly felt that the space around him had suddenly changed.
　　 This kind of space change is not a simple space tearing or space fragmentation, but a more wonderful change.
The space seems to have a sense of squeezing inexplicably, constantly squeezing his body, restricting his movement, and everything around obviously has not moved, but in his perception, these things and his The distance is indeed getting closer.
And as these scenes get closer, the hook feels that his body is being shrunk by this squeezing force. Scenes other than him are shrunk in a normal way. Only him, it seems to be being The violent squeeze does not care at all.
　　 The upright posture of the hook has begun to shrink slightly. Under the strong squeezing of the body, the bones of the body are already a bit overwhelmed, producing a painful irritation, as if about to break.
Finally, in the midst of a slight cracking sound, the hook's chest suddenly collapsed, and then his original upright posture suddenly became a little rickety, and his back was bent down, even if the hook is now working. Mana resisted with all his strength, but at this time, he still couldn't resist this terrible pressure.
　　This kind of space squeeze is very threatening to the hook, but if you want to kill the hook with this method, it is impossible.
　　As a strong man in the realm of the true immortal realm of the primordial spirit, hooking is not a physical cultivation, even if the body is crushed into a puddle of mud, as long as the primordial spirit is not destroyed, for him, there will be no life worry.
Under the squeeze of the powerful space, the crocheted body finally couldn't bear it. From various parts of his body, a cloud of blood sprayed out, and then his soul escaped from the body and wanted to break free. This kind of squeeze from space.
　　 But when the primordial spirit appeared in the scene, he suddenly discovered that the squeezing feeling from the space could also act on his primordial spirit, so that his primordial spirit could not escape.
　　 And at this time, the decoy also noticed one thing, that is, on his soul, I don't know when, there is a strand of hair that is as inconspicuous as the hair, and it makes people feel no breath.
　　 Although I don't know what it is, it is absolutely impossible to be a good thing that is entwined with the soul.
　　 Under the squeeze of that kind of space, Hao Hao still resisted the pressure, first wiped out the black air entwined with the soul, and then dealt with the squeeze feeling from the space.
As soon as the wisp of black air was wiped out, the squeezing feeling of the space suddenly increased, as if something with a long stream of water suddenly smashed down, and he had to deal with it at this moment. This pressure.
　　 And this time, Hao Yun has recognized what kind of method it is. It is a powerful person who refines the way of space. When confronting an enemy, the method of space collapse occasionally used is very difficult to deal with.
This kind of squeezing of space that was like the collapse of the sky and the earth in a moment caused the primordial soul of the hook to finally get a little injured. If it continues like this, Goudi feels that it is really possible for him to capsize in the gutter today and become the next tens of thousands of years In the middle, a negative textbook that Yuanshen Zhenxian was killed by the Chunyang monk became a laughingstock for the ages. Such an ending is absolutely unwilling to accept.
　　 So at this moment, Goudun chose to resist with all his might, even if he could resist, his soul would suffer more damage.
　　 At the present moment, the whole person looks like a purple-golden sun, as if a person is under the pressure of the whole world, and at the same time he is doing his best to get rid of this pressure.
While Goudi tried his best to resist, worry-free on Mochizuki Mountain is not in a very good state now. With the Heavenly Compassion River Pearl on his head, there is no longer any cyan light flowing out of it, and the spiritual power in his body is still full. In the rapid consumption, in the seven orifices, blood was also flowing out at this time.
　　 With the help of Ren Yunteng's Immortal Emperor Ring, the worry-free little supernatural power has exerted an unprecedented power, but it is also expensive and unprecedented.
　　The spiritual power accumulated for several years has been exhausted at this moment. Under the resistance of the hook, all Wuyou can do is grit his teeth and persist, hoping to consume the hook.
　　 However, many things are often counterproductive. When the spiritual power is almost exhausted, worry-free is the one who can't hold on.
　　 Seven orifices were bleeding and worry-free, after almost draining the last spiritual power in his body, he finally could no longer maintain his little magical powers, and his body fell straight back.
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　　 At the same time that Wuyou fell, he tried his best to resist the hook, and finally felt that the pressure on his body was lightened, and he escaped from the squeeze of that kind of space.
　　 The feeling of being relieved of pressure all of a sudden gave him the illusion that he was a survivor, but the hook did not give himself time to make him feel this feeling well.
　　 The first time he vented his pressure, Gouzun continued to attack Mochizuki Mountain.
At the moment of crisis, the sense of space squeezing on his body suddenly disappeared, and Yundiao knew that this was the person who used this method and could no longer sustain this method. It means that the people on Mochizuki Mountain are completely lost. With resistance, it’s time to let myself accomplish what I came for today.
　　 When the Mochizuki Mountain in front of him is razed to the ground, the hook will leave immediately and practice for thousands of years in the God Court of the Underworld.
　　 Originally, according to his plan, the purpose of his practice in retreat was to avoid future troubles. Now his purpose is to find a place to hide his ugliness.
　　 With his cultivation in the late stage of the realm of true immortality, his body was destroyed by two pure sun monks. This matter alone has already destined him to become famous in the future and become a laughingstock.
　　 With full of embarrassment, the hook dragged his already injured body of the soul, and continued to slash towards Mochizuki Mountain.
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