Chapter 1858 – Ambush!
A hiss with a ferocious intent, from the fog outside Wang Lin’s body and within the sudden out, but saw that the fog in the scarlet tongue roll, lost an arm has Division crazy rushed out, straight to Liu Zhiyuan and go.
All this is as fast as lightning, hundreds of feet of distance for the Division to come, just an instant, almost in that Liu Zhiyuan turn a moment, the Division was rolled by the fog, whistling to come.
Liu Zhiyuan’s face changed, he clearly felt from this coming black fog, a wave of early stage of the air robbery, his eyes showed the color of horror, he naturally saw that this is a puppet, the body does not think back quickly, big sleeve flung, in front of the body there are seven black lotus illusion, and has been the Division of the touch.
The sound of booming shocked the heavens and earth, attracted the attention of the six people in the diplomatic battle thousands of feet away, the three Liu Zhiyuan’s companions face changed, was about to go to check, but was stopped by the three cultivators of the Tianniu continent, his three people at the moment have no time to spread out the divine sense to check, but this scene, obviously favorable to himself!
Seven black lotus flowers collapsed, has Division hissed in the middle of the body multiple traumas, but its tongue seems to penetrate the seven collapsed black lotus flowers, such as a sword, suddenly point in Liu Zhiyuan’s chest.
Blood suddenly, Liu Zhiyuan chest pain, too late to see, he is now in the body of immortal power is not much left, in addition to this fog strange absorption, as well as the crisis of the party in a row to perform seven Lotus, at this moment is about to exhaustion, step back, right hand lifted up a bit, the hands of the hand immediately appeared a ghostly-colored ball of light, and was about to devour the moment.
Wang Lin suddenly raised his right hand, his hand more than a white sail, forward suddenly a volume, this volume, a sound of crying voice suddenly echoed around, clear into the injured Liu Zhiyuan heart and soul, in his mind, suddenly emerged a blurred white woman figure, this figure back to him, is wailing and crying.
In the instant that this figure appeared, Liu Zhiyuan’s right hand, which was holding the ball of light that he wanted to devour, had a beat.
At the same time, Wang Lin took a step, his right hand raised five fingers into a palm toward the sky, a clap, roar, but see the sky of the fog scroll, a huge palm print suddenly in the Liu Zhiyuan’s above the visualization, toward Liu Zhiyuan bombardment came.
At the same time, in Liu Zhiyuan’s back, fire light flashes, but see a flame palm print seems to burn the fog out, straight to this person!
This scene is extremely fast, but in Wang Lin’s mind deduced several times into.
Immediately after that, in this Liu Zhiyuan in the sky behind the palm prints bombarded, its brain within the white woman crying more and more intense moment, that before being bombed away has Division, hissing again, crazy rush, and that before being collapsed blood sword, a flash of blood under the sky, turned into a huge sword light straight Liu Zhiyuan chopped down!
All sorts of divine abilities, all approaching, taking advantage of Liu Zhiyuan’s body immortal energy depletion can not replenish the moment, bombardment.
But the early stage of the airjacking cultivator, want to kill extremely difficult, although Wang Lin take the timing is extremely clever, but in this all kinds of aptitude bombardment to the moment, Liu Zhiyuan eyes pupil contraction, he did not think suddenly bit through the tip of the tongue spray blood, its blood out, immediately turned into a piece of blood armor will be its whole body diffuse, and even his hair, have become the color of blood at this moment.
The skin of his entire body was even more so, and in the blink of an eye, he became a bloody man, his hands clasped together, and at the moment when that divine ability bombarded him, Liu Zhiyuan suddenly stretched out his arms.
“Blood Armor Shock!” At the moment its words came out, the blood color on this Liu Zhiyuan’s body immediately dried up, transforming into armor in general, and even more so, when his arms were stretched out, this whole body’s blood armor immediately burst open, forming a blood-colored storm sweeping across.
The huge palm print in the sky, in the touch of this bloody storm of a moment, directly collapsed, there is this Liu Zhiyuan behind the flame palm print, the same in and that bloody storm roar, collapsed open.
The blood sword flashed, chopped on that blood-colored storm, and that has been the Division of the madness approaching, hissing in the same rushed into that storm, all of this everything, in this moment, set off a shocking roar.
This roar sounded, Wang Lin body shook out, straight to the blood-colored storm, this storm is obviously the Liu Zhiyuan’s life-saving aptitude, at this moment resisted Wang Lin’s many spells, vaguely appeared to be twisted to break open the signs of the Liu Zhiyuan, but also within the blood sprayed out of the blood, grimace, but the crazy backward.
At the same time in its retreat, his eyes staring at Wang Lin is directly disappeared in the step, Liu Zhiyuan pupils shrink, violently turned around, his right hand raised directly behind him a palm shot.
But see behind him, Wang Lin figure phantom, a fist blasted out, this fist, there is no dao ancient shadow, but it is a dao ancient fist!
Boom, that Liu Zhiyuan’s right arm lotus flashed, blood and flesh, its body turned into a long rainbow rolled backwards, Wang Lin similarly the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, but did not pause, but took steps to catch up.
The sound of booming echo, Wang Lin chase body flashes rapidly, a series of nineteen punches, that Liu Zhiyuan pale, eyes show horrified color, Wang Lin’s pursuit is too ferocious, simply do not give him any opportunity to react, a fist fist, his whole body blood suffused, look extremely horrible, this means can not kill the honored, Liu Zhiyuan profoundly understand that today’s this time, is his life is not often seen in life and death of the great calamity, the other side of the timing is extremely good, the other side is not the same, the other side is the same. The other party’s timing is extremely skillful, obviously not temporary, but prepared for a long time!
At this moment in the retreat, he spared to endure Wang Lin’s punch, collapsed the black lotus flower in front of the body of the illusion of the moment, the left hand raised a wave, but see a black bell blade in its hand appeared.
This is his Liu Zhiyuan, in the battle with Wang Lin, for the first time to spare time to take out a magic treasure, and a take, is his strongest magic treasure! This bell just came out, immediately in Liu Zhiyuan’s hand shaking between bursts of crisp sound.
This ringtone revolves, immediately outside the body of Liu Zhiyuan, he clearly manifested a countless number of miserable women’s silhouettes, these silhouettes, one by one, naked, miserable, grievances.
Densely packed under, actually not less than hundreds of thousands of more, diffuse open, and soul soul overlap, resentment connected together, formed a stream, vile sky diffuse, directly makes this extreme sky grassland, all the practitioners of the war all clear feeling!
The six people in the early stage of the airjacking, killing more intense at the moment, after feeling this breath, the divine sense is about to view a sweep, but at the moment the fog limits the divine sense, so do not see clearly! But the three cultivators from the Green Devil Continent, but for Liu Zhiyuan’s magical powers of the magic treasure is very go to understand.
At this moment in the feeling of this resentment at the same time, have a look, know Liu Zhiyuan must have encountered a great enemy of life and death, otherwise would never take out this treasure!
As for the Yan Luan three people fighting that Green Demon Continent airjacking middle-aged old man, as well as that and Lu Wen Ran fighting cultivator surnamed Zhang, the same expression, just their divine sense by the fog to stop, can not spread to see.
Lu Wen Ran eyes flashed, divine sense diffuse, but in that Liu Zhiyuan fighting place, but there is a layer of invisible diaphragm, so that his divine sense in its blurred, can not see and Liu Zhiyuan fighting people.
There is also that Yan Luan and others, also mostly so.
In this moment of resentment, Wang Lin’s eyes pupils contracted, he was very well prepared, right now only cast a part of it, the real two killing moves, has not yet made a move.
At this moment, he did not think, his right hand suddenly raised, a finger in the sky, in his fingertips above immediately appeared a gourd, that gourd contains thirty million dao soul, if it is blown up, enough to threaten the middle stage of the airjacking, but at this moment Wang Lin is not manipulated to blow up, but under a finger, toward the gourd sprayed a mouthful of fresh blood, which rapidly disappeared inside the gourd, the gourd mouth immediately came out bursts of hissing, thirty million dao souls! A large number of them flew out and rotated behind Wang Lin, spreading out in addition to a blood road!
“With my essence blood, summoning the Great Soul Sect’s ancient ancestor’s heroic souls to break through the sky! Soul illusion returns!” Wang Lin’s words were calm, but they exuded a strange power.
At the end of the blood road, is a huge vortex, that vortex and the surrounding fog fusion, vaguely scattered eerie meaning, but also in that vortex, at the same time as Wang Lin’s words, slowly there is a blood-colored figure, slowly, step by step out.
Its every step falls, will let this surrounding heaven and earth bang loudly!
That Liu Zhiyuan magic treasure induced monstrous grievances, was this bloody figure out of the momentum of a rush, immediately have to collapse signs, that Liu Zhiyuan face changed greatly, hands strangling a finger in the sky, but see that the grievances of the sky and the earth immediately cohesion, transformed into a huge figure, this figure is a woman, her whole body by more than 100,000 grievances, can be seen more than 100,000 in her body bleak face.
The moment the figure coalesced, this huge figure violently opened its mouth and came toward Wang Lin’s low body devouring hideously.
At this moment, behind Wang Lin, the figure of Luo Yunhai, the ninth ancestor of the Great Soul Sect, also came out step by step from within the vortex of the blood path, and his right hand was raised, and a shocking murderous energy boomed up, transforming into a red spear, which was grasped in his hand, and violently flung out, and the spear whistled, and the huge figure made up of countless grievous souls, suddenly encountered each other.
At the moment of encounter, that long gun bloomed on the light of command, as purification, making that huge figure immediately collapse, the souls within hissed and rolled back.
Boom boom boom boom, Wang Lin’s body trembled, spewed out blood, his body continuously retreated a hundred feet, behind him, the blood road dissipated, within it, the figure of the ninth ancestor Luo Yunhai disappeared, but similarly, that huge shadow of the wronged soul collapsed, Liu Zhiyuan’s whole body exploded with a large amount of blood, let out a mournful scream, and retreated in unison.
However, the collapsed figure of the Grievous Soul transformed into countless Grievous Souls, like a backlash, surging into Liu Zhiyuan’s body, drilling around, causing Liu Zhiyuan’s voice to be mournful, frantically backing up, but he was not dead yet, he was only seriously injured, now he no longer wanted to think about this battle, but to flee in a hurry!
“Divine Shock, Soldier Cultivation Listing!”
“Demonic Technique, Beacon Fire into a Mountain!”
“Devil’s Way, Life and Death Reverse Motion!”
“God, Demon, Devil …… Ancient Way, no Immortals!” Wang Lin stared at the distant Liu Zhiyuan and blasted out with a fist!