deltrittennovels Chapter 648
Chapter 648
Covering the entire battlefield completely, it looks like dust is everywhere.
After finishing these people, Zhao Sen moved forward quickly. Naturally, he wouldn't love to fight here. After all, there are still many masters in the magic cultivator who haven't made a move yet.
If you stay outside, you will end up with a dead end.
"Go away!"
"Mountain and river map!"
Just at this moment, Bai You arrived, and threw the folding fan at Zhao Sen, which instantly enlarged in the air and appeared not far in front of Zhao Sen.
The folding fan unfolded, and a beautiful picture of mountains and rivers appeared on it. The mountains, rivers and trees in the picture were lifelike, as if a real scene appeared in front of them.
It's just that in this beautiful landscape, there is a compelling killing intent.
Once it falls into it, I'm afraid it will fall into the quagmire.
"Break mountains and rivers with one sword!"
Zhao Sen swung his sword again, and the vitality in his body was no longer reserved at this moment. The golden sword light stretched across the sky, extending a distance of hundreds of meters.
Where the sword qi passed, it left a trace of a deep ravine on the ground, and dust flew up.
A moment later, it slammed into the map of mountains and rivers.
Boom boom boom!
When Shanhetu confronted the sword energy, the mountains, rivers and trees inside all turned into ferocious devil energy, like withered arms grasping the sword energy, and the deafening collision sound continued for a long time.
For a moment, the aura above the mountain and river map collapsed.
It was cut off directly by the sword energy.
The folding fan fell back into Bai You's hand weakly.
"Some tricks!"
Bai You's eyes were extremely solemn. Although he was at the sixth level of refining the gods, this one blow already clearly made him feel the strength of Zhao Sen.
It is definitely not comparable to ordinary people.
Moreover, the strength of the opponent's fifth level of god refining is no weaker than that of any cultivator at the sixth level of god refining.
After solving the blocking Mountain and River Map, Zhao Sen swung the sword again.
At the same time, he crushed all the elixirs in his mouth, allowing these rejuvenation pills to flow into his dantian as a torrent, replenishing Zhao Sen's previous consumption.
A sword fell, and dozens of demon cultivators were beheaded.
Zhao Sen's body quickly approached the location of the Longmen base, and now there are only a few kilometers left.
With his cultivation base, at most two breaths of time.
It's a pity that Bai You didn't intend to give Zhao Sen this chance at all.
The body appeared not far in front of Zhao Sen. He opened the folding fan in his hand and swept out in front of him, bringing up a sharp wind, trying to force Zhao Sen to retreat.
He has no other choice now, he just wants to force Zhao Sen back as quickly as possible.
Otherwise, once Zhao Sen entered the formation of Longmen, they would be ashamed.
A group of people can't stop a person.
If it gets out, won't their reputation as demon cultivators be ruined?
Zhao Sen's sword was placed across his chest, blocking the power of the strong wind, but his body did not retreat half a point, and he looked at Bai You vigilantly.
"Killing so many of us, it's not so easy to leave."
Bai You said in a low voice.
Zhao Sen didn't intend to talk nonsense, he raised the sword in his hand again, and took a step forward with his foot.
The energy in the body reached its peak in an instant.
A sword cut towards Bai You's place.
Bai You saw how powerful Zhao Sen was, so he didn't dare to be careless. The folding fan retracted and hit Zhao Sen's sword from the side, making a crisp sound.
The magical instruments of the two vibrated with each other, and then retreated at an extremely fast speed.
Zhao Sen's arms were a little numb, and Bai You didn't feel too well. He could clearly feel the energy in Zhao Sen's body.
"Ink landscape!"
Bai You's face was extremely serious. He knew that if he couldn't stop Zhao Sen this time, he would lose face in the magic cultivator.
Even if it is delayed, it will take a while.
The folding fan in his hand was opened again, and streaks of black air appeared from the surface of the folding fan, but within a short time, it surrounded Zhao Sen's surroundings, sealing off all the places around Zhao Sen.
The black air lingered in the air for a long time, gradually forming a magnificent ink landscape painting.
Zhao Sen was also looking at the landscape painting, but as he looked at it, his eyes began to become blurred. An inexplicable attraction appeared in the painting, as if trying to pull his soul out.
"This is, phantom array?"
Zhao Sen quickly shook his head, trying to resist the mental illusion.
Among these black qi, there is not only demonic qi but also soul power. Once people look at the painting itself, they will be attracted by the painting immediately, thus giving the opponent's soul power a chance to be eroded.
"No, this is the usual method of demon cultivators. Using landscape paintings as a guide, let the all-pervasive soul power harass the opponent. At the slightest, they will be psychedelic and fall into the formation and cannot extricate themselves. At worst, the primordial spirit will collapse, and the foundation of cultivation will be destroyed once!"
Xu Jiang also recognized the power of this ink landscape.
This is no longer a competition of Yuanli, but the power of the soul.
But with the power of the soul, who in the same class can resist the demon cultivator?
All of them are clear that demon cultivation is mainly about cultivating the soul, absorbing the monk's cultivation base and soul blood, so as to strengthen itself.
The higher the magic cultivation level, the stronger this ability.
If Zhao Sen is not careful, he will easily be attracted by the opponent's trap and fall into the boundless darkness.
"Compared to soul power, you are not qualified!"
Zhao Sen said coldly in his heart.
But on the surface, he still pretended to be dazzled and attracted by landscape paintings, and it was this kind of appearance that made Bai You think he had succeeded.
"Boy, I don't know how many monks have been killed by my ink and wash landscapes, and you seem to be no exception!"
Bai You smiled triumphantly.
Step by step, he approached Zhao Sen, and then stretched out his palm, intending to destroy Zhao Sen's primordial spirit with one palm.
Zhao Sen never moved, just stood there calmly.
Let a lot of magicians breathe a sigh of relief.
As if he saw the hope of victory, Heifeng's eyes had a lot of cold light. He was very angry now. Zhao Sen destroyed his soul chain. After Zhao Sen died, he would definitely refine Zhao Sen's soul and blood. Craft a new soul lock chain.
"Zhao Sen, be careful!"
"Wake up, don't fall asleep."
"Brother Zhao, come out!"
Xu Jiang and the others shouted one after another, their faces were full of anxiety, but they were helpless.
Only people from Tiger Hall and Leopard Hall looked at each other coldly.
Bai You's body quickly got close to where Zhao Sen was, and the wind of his palm even blew onto Zhao Sen's face.
Once this falls, Zhao Sen will definitely die.
Everyone was staring at Bai You's palm.
But just when everyone thought that Zhao Sen was sure to die, suddenly a white light flashed in the air, passing over Bai You's arm.
Immediately afterwards, a shrill scream sounded.
Bai You's entire arm was cut off by Zhao Sen's sword.
The whole body quickly flew backwards and landed heavily on the ground in the distance.