Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 276: Heavy damage
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Although the Sanskrit Communion of the whole body is released now, when he rushes towards Wang Changrui with the Sanskrit Holy Palm, he can still clearly feel a sense of oppression. ↖,
Even if Wang Changrui stood there still, the breath that didn't deliberately exudes from his body still made Zhao Jiuge feel shocked.
The realm of the God of Transformation and the realm of Spirit Pill are separated by two realms. Even if the Sanskrit Eucharist is overbearing, it will not help in the face of this huge gap.
The closer to Wang Changrui, the slower Zhao Jiuge's pace abruptly, and it is obvious that the golden glaze on his body is being suppressed and the halo is continuously reduced.
Zhao Jiuge stopped when he was only three steps away from Wang Changrui, and looked at the pavilion master of the Blood Fiend Pavilion coldly.
Wang Changrui looked at Zhao Jiuge who was close at hand with disdain, smiled lightly, his eyes were full of provocation, and his voice said hoarsely, "Why do you still have a role like you, you can dare to kill monsters at this point of cultivation in the spirit pill realm? Slayer gets the name to deal with my blood evil pavilion? I think you don’t take our blood evil pavilion seriously."
The disdain at the corners of the mouth, the contempt on the face, and the harsh language all stimulated Zhao Jiuge's self-esteem, and the uncomfortable emotions that were aroused by Lin Banruo's words were completely ignited.
No rebuttal, no yelling, and no loss of reason. Zhao Jiuge's eyes were glowing with cold light, and his body was slightly arched and ready to go. The whole person was like a beast that found its prey and prepared to give a death blow. The glazed golden light kept flickering all over, resisting the oppressive feeling emanating from Wang Changrui.
"I'm too lazy to kill you." Wang Changrui looked at the somewhat angry Zhao Jiuge, and continued to fight against this. He enjoyed this kind of mentally tormenting feeling, especially when killing people. Fearing others before killing can also make him feel an inexplicable pleasure.
While Wang Changrui spoke, Zhao Jiuge moved frantically, completely not afraid of the pressure in front of him, lifted his palms, rolled up a piece of golden light, and wanted to shoot Wang Changrui's body.
"I can't help myself." After speaking lightly, Wang Changrui waved his hand casually, and a faint **** light was directly released.
The impact of the blood-colored aura made Zhao Jiuge staggered, stepped back, and at the same time he let out a muffled grunt, his face turned a little pale, but he couldn't see anything under the cover of the colored glaze. The colored glaze on his body was this time. Under the collision, it also faded a lot.
Forcibly resisting the pain in his body, Zhao Jiuge took a breath, and his whole body's spiritual power quickly revolved, violently exerting force, and continued to step on a tiger's foot in an attempt to approach Wang Changrui.
Wang Changrui's brows were a little surprised. He didn't expect that Zhao Jiuge, a spiritual power he released casually, would be held. This time he was a little surprised when it was his turn to watch Zhao Jiuge continue to rush forward so arrogantly, Wang Changrui's face His smile gradually became cold, and his eyes burst out with a sharp killing intent. He lost patience with this kind of jumping clown.
As soon as Zhao Jiuge approached him, a burst of blood engulfed Zhao Jiuge, and the bloodshot, as thin as tobacco, instantly touched the glazed golden light. As soon as the bloodshot touched the golden glazed light, the halo of the golden glazed light suddenly became sharp. The dimmed.
"Chichichichi..."
The dense, small, small noise continued to sound, and the entire glazed golden light seemed to have been corroded. Wherever the bloodshot touched, the Sanskrit Eucharist was torn away, leaving the glazed golden light pits and pits on the surface.
"Ah ah ah ah..."
Finally, Zhao Jiuge could no longer bear the pain of his whole body, and a voice rang out with madness and pain.
Zhao Jiuge didn't care about the needle-stick pain on his body, so he brazenly waved his palms and patted Wang Changrui's chest fiercely with a pair of palms exuding bright golden light.
Wang Changrui couldn't have thought that a small cultivator of the spirit pill realm could carry his own two attack methods in succession, but Zhao Jiuge's desperate posture was shot in the chest.
Wang Changrui took a step back. Although he was shot by Zhao Jiuge, he did not suffer any substantial harm. With some doubts in his eyes, he stared at the rich glazed golden light on Zhao Jiuge's body. It seemed that he could see the extraordinary features of this refining method.
On the other hand, Zhao Jiuge's aura has been sluggish in a short period of time, and the aura revealed throughout his body is also bleak. The canyon has been over-exhausted, and now he was beaten twice by a monk in the incarnation state. Can't bear it.
The strange thing is that the glazed golden light that was corroded by the bloodshot has no signs of recovery at all, but is dyed with a faint red light on it. From a distance, Zhao Jiuge seems to be shining with two auras, but That layer of aura is now full of holes.
One shot succeeded and hit Wang Changrui in the chest. Although it did not cause him any substantial damage, Zhao Jiuge was in a good position and he was not forgiving. At this moment, he directly gave up all the defenses, regardless of what this brought. As a result, he let out a first roar once again, trying to rely on the power of his palms to entangle Wang Changrui, so as to win the time for the three companions behind him.
But now, how can Wang Changrui, who is now annoyed and angry, is giving him a second chance to succeed, staring at Zhao Jiuge with a fierce face, and without seeing any movements with his dry right hand, he just grabbed it and gave him a little bit of his back thumb. A little red light burst out towards Zhao Jiuge's abdomen. This time, he wanted Zhao Jiuge's life and directly smashed Zhao Jiuge's spirit pill.
The sudden scene made Lin Banruo and others behind Zhao Jiuge a little shocked, especially Song Rujing, a little girl, whose beautiful eyes were a little red. Looking at the appearance of Zhao Jiuge desperately trying to Saburo before, I felt a little sad, and at the same time even more sad. I hate Lin Prajna.
"Hurry up, do you still look at it." Song Rujing's hysterical roar awakened Song Yuansheng and Lin Banruo who were aside.
Zhao Jiuge did nothing more than trying to use the power of his Sanskrit Eucharist to entangle Wang Changrui and fight for the three of them. At this moment, the three of them moved at the same time, everyone's expressions serious, and there was no energy left to deal with a demonic cultivator, and when Zhao Jiuge's birthday was dying, they would no longer have any scruples.
Wang Changrui's finger of red light shot directly to Zhao Jiuge's abdomen, and Zhao Jiuge's skin became cold, as if being stared at by a poisonous snake. But the blood-red light that made him feel dangerous came to his abdomen in the blink of an eye. He already felt that his Sanskrit Eucharist could not be resisted at all, but in vain, he had no time to react. At this moment, Zhao Jiuge didn't send anything in his mind. This blow was an all-out blow of a Transcendent God Realm.
"Boom,..."
Only hearing a loud noise, Zhao Jiuge's whole body flew upside down and hit the edge of the blood pool, and his body directly knocked one side of the blood pool into a gap.
When that beam of **** aura hit Zhao Jiuge’s abdomen, the golden light around Zhao Jiuge’s body shattered directly, unable to withstand such a fierce attack, turning into a little bit of starlight, and Zhao Jiuge was even worse, and the attack had not yet fallen. When he was on his body, he was already backlashed, and a mouthful of blood was spit out.
At this time, a burst of purple-blue electric light directly wrapped Zhao Jiuge's whole body, and a burst of mixed-element thunder light filled his body. At the critical moment, the spiritual weapon armor "Purple Pole Mixed Thunder Armor" on Zhao Jiuge showed its effect.
The **** red light bombarded this layer of electro-optical light curtain, and was immediately dissipated by the smoke of the smile, but because of resisting this blow, the'Purple Hybrid Thunder Armor' drained Zhao Jiuge's spiritual power and was almost exhausted. , So Zhao Jiuge, who was lying on the ground, twitched a few times, his face was so pale that there was no **** color, and his aura was utterly weak.
The movements of the three men who were about to take a shot stagnated a bit at this moment, but they quickly recovered their rhythm. Lin Banruo looked at Zhao Jiuge, who was lying on the ground with unknown life and death, and the cold beautiful eyes finally had something strange.
And Song Yuansheng's face was equally ugly, and even the look in Wang Changrui's eyes was full of cruelty.
Maybe Song Rujing is still young and a girl, so when I saw Zhao Jiuge who looked embarrassed and did not respond after taking a few times, his eye circles suddenly became red, and his voice screamed, "I want to kill You."
The little girl is kind-hearted. She met Zhao Jiuge in Wandaozong for the first time. Although Zhao Jiuge is a little weaker, she is the first friend in life besides her brother. How could she not be angry with the evil demon in front of her.
It's just a few people present, no matter it is the Song family brothers and sisters, Lin Banruo, or Wang Changrui, they didn't notice that when Zhao Jiuge fell to the ground and was knocked out, except for the "Purple Pole Mixed Thunder Armor" on his body. In addition to the purple-blue halo, Zhao Jiuge's waist also emitted a black gloom, but this gloom was not strong, and it was black, so they were in this gloomy cave He didn't care at all.
Look carefully to see that the item emitting the gloomy light is the ink-colored Pixiu jade pendant hanging around Zhao Jiuge's waist. Since this jade pendant was worn on Zhao Jiuge's body, there has been no big reaction, and Zhao Jiuge has always used it as an ordinary accessory, and as a relic left by the old man. I never thought that when I was practicing, sometimes the spiritual power left over would be absorbed by this jade pendant. Just now I sensed that Zhao Jiuge was in danger. The surface of this jade pendant was about to spray out a dark glow, but it soon felt the spirit on his body. The spiritual power radiated by the armor of the weapon fluctuated, and the black gloomy light that had just spewed out immediately returned.
Wang Changrui didn’t bother to take a straight look at Zhao Jiuge, who didn’t know how to live or die. He believed that even if the kid didn’t die right now, he would not be far from death. Besides, all four people in front of him today would have to die, and none of them would run away. All his subordinates were destroyed, and there was no life left, which made him feel like a thunder, not killing all these people, and absorbing their blood, it is difficult to solve his hatred. As for the identities of these disciples, he doesn't care. Who can find him when returning to the Nanban forest with a hundred thousand mountains?