Seeing this situation, Hao Ming secretly smiled smugly. This young Cuiyu Palace elder is still too young and energetic. Such brute force hits him, he will be severely injured if he is not dead. He can instantly transform himself from the opponent's body.
Two divine thoughts collided on the line of inspiration. Although the power was amazing, they were only conscious. Except for the violent impact that the divine sense can sense, the spiritual line is not damaged at all.
The power of thought that Hao had seen clearly blasted the past like a rotten tongue, and he was about to directly touch the opponent's body, but he didn't want to hear a sharp slam at this moment, and all the lines of inspiration were instantly broken. Part of the thought power he released had no spiritual traction, and the contact with him was suddenly interrupted.
This is not because someone has cast some spell, but because someone has used the space array that was originally arranged here, causing the space to appear dislocation.
Between him and Song Ruhai, a huge, transparent, oblique plane appeared neatly like a calm water surface. The space on both sides of the cut surface is slightly displaced. In this way, all the lines of inspiration through this aspect are naturally interrupted.
"Using the formation at this time? This group of lower realm ants is really shameless! Shameless!" Hao Ming saw that he was about to succeed but was badly dealt with, and his anger was hard to calm. He cast his stern eyes on the woman in the yellow shirt who controlled the formation.
Although Huang Lu has been paying attention to Song Ruhai's fight with the monster who impersonated Liu Yan, she can only see the inspiration, not the collision of the power of the gods. Fortunately, Gouzhu quickly reminded him by sound transmission, and she decisively controlled the formation to help Song Ruhai avoid this life and death.
Although the spiritual line was interrupted, part of the opponent's spiritual thoughts had already poured in. Song Ruhai suddenly felt a shrill scream pierced into the consciousness like a sharp blade. He had to mobilize his whole mana to resist.
The instability of the consciousness, coupled with the surging mana in the meridians, he couldn't bear it for a while, and he vomited a mouthful of blood, unable to resist the wind, and fell from midair.
Gouzhu instinctively wanted to step forward to support the fallen Song Ruhai, but remembered that Huang Lu was still aside, so he stopped, and grabbed the nineteenth who also wanted to step forward.
Song Ruhai fell from the air, physically and mentally injured, feeling the soft magic power below him supporting him, and then he fell into a gentle embrace.
"Hurry up and let me down, I'm fine!" He rushed down to catch him with some embarrassment and irritability.
Compared to Song Ruhai, Hao Ming saw that he was really mad. He has given up all tactics, just want to slap the dog and man to death immediately. So after he stood up, the mana that had already condensed in advance to deal with Song Ruhai immediately unfolded, and slapped Huang Lu and Song Ruhai with a palm.
At this time, his mana is no longer purely invisible chaotic mana, but with a faint fire light, which looks like a huge flame palm under the clear sky.
But halfway through the palm of his hand, he encountered a blue light flash in the air, and a curvy figure wearing a black Taoist robe flashed and blocked the air.
He put his right index finger and together, gently touching the palm of the big flame hand. A faint blue cold light suddenly appeared with his heart.
Hao Ming saw that he only felt like he was slapped on an erect icy blade, and the heart-piercing pain and coldness came from his palm.
"A nether monk, if it weren't for my body, I would kill you like a dog!"
Haoming roared at the sight, and his mind was like a tide. A steady stream of mana surged from the soul, all converted into fire mana, and pressed against the opponent.
But no matter how violently his fire cloud technique burned, he seemed to have shot on an extremely hard ice-cold steel nail, and the cold light in the opponent's hand remained motionless.
Even if he doesn't care about the cold light, relying on it to pierce his palm, the other parts of his palm can't get close to the opponent's body at all.
The weird ice-cold mana around this person kept wandering, extinguishing his flames, and the heat flowing away, it was an ice-cold torrent that could never be heated.
He thought that this person is very strong, but he did not expect to be so strong! Moreover, such a weird way of mana operation was unheard of in the long years of studying the Fa in the Shan Fa Hall.
hasn't figured out any countermeasures yet, most of the mana has been taken away like water mills, and he immediately felt the emptiness of the soul. But at this time, he felt a sharp sword aura screaming!
It was as if he had been punched in the chest and fell to the ground with a crash. He was about to get up, but he felt something different in his chest.
In the void, a snow-white jade sword that was extremely cold and cold appeared little by little. This long sword had pierced his heart long ago and firmly nailed him to the ground.
The cold air flowed from the sword like water and mist, numbing him from the cold, so that he didn't feel any pain. If it was normal, he would just abandon this physical body and condense one more. It is not feasible at this time.
If he wants to escape from the physical body, he always needs to rely on the real thing, even if a little dust or even a little dust is used as the support of the soul to leave this remnant body.
But the sword was so cold that it froze everything. His body has been frozen into a piece of solid ice, and his whole body has almost stopped moving. He can't move even if he wants to move, so the original spirit is firmly imprisoned in this piece of ice~EbookFREE.me~go Zhu was standing in front of him, like a tall black mountain, condescending, without even bowing his head, just squinting his eyes coldly, staring at this weird fake Liu Yan.
"Who are you, who sent you? Obediently say it, and I will give you a good time."
In fact, Gouji didn't think that this was only the soul, and the thing that could directly display mana from the soul was a person. Humans need to condense mana through the body. The nature of this thing is different from that of people.
Although it is said that all tangible objects are frozen, it does not include intangible objects such as divine thoughts. The primordial spirit that Hao Ming saw was just unable to escape, and could still be transmitted through his spiritual thoughts.
"Bah! Inferior things, do you know who I am? You dare to interrogate me?" Hao Ming yelled in divine will.
To him, it was like falling into the dung pit without killing the maggots in the pit, but being conspired by the maggots and unable to get out. It was absolutely a shame. If he begs for mercy and tells his story obediently, he will definitely become a demon.
He knew he could not die, so he still had the confidence to get angry.
Gouzhu didn't ask any more, but gently moved a little on the hilt. The snow-white sword immediately sprouted, and many small white flowers that were as pure as plain grew.
These flowers frantically absorbed the little vitality left in his body, and the corpse gas rushed out.
This technique is intended to send this soul to the road of reincarnation directly with death energy!
Yuanshen itself has no reincarnation. If there is a soul, the primordial spirit will disperse into broken consciousness and reincarnate with the soul. If there is no soul, then it will only be lost in the sea of karma.
Hao clearly felt the pain of being bitten by countless evil spirits again, and roared silently in the unbearable pain!
