Chapter: 717
Xiao Hei's voice became more and more low and tired, and with a whoosh, it turned into a black light and sank into the depths of Zhuo Wen's eyebrows, but Zhuo Wen's face was extremely serious, and he looked at the countless innocent souls beyond the barrier with fear.
boom!
The black barrier was finally shattered, and countless innocent souls rushed into the barrier like a flood breaking a bank, drowning Zhuo Wen in an instant...
Woohoo!
Countless unjust souls rushed towards Zhuo Wen overwhelmingly, as if they were desperate for their lives. At the same time, the yin energy lingering around was also accompanied by the unjust souls, and rushed towards Zhuo Wen.
With a pat on the storage bag, he instantly took out the Promise Sword Gang, and at the same time drew out the Dragon Scale Overlord Bone Spear on his back, and pushed the "Jade Body Tempering Art" to the extreme, his whole body was surrounded by blood flames, and Zhuo Wen's eyes It even turned dark gold.
With a flick of the right hand, countless gun shadows surged out, directly annihilating the nearby souls, but the number of souls was too dense, and the gun shadows alone could not completely block the impact of the souls, many souls passed through the gaps of the gun shadows. Rush to Zhuowen.
With a cold snort, countless sword lights flickered around his body, and the innocent souls close to him were directly blasted into slag by the Wuji Sword Gang. Even if the innocent souls broke through the defense of the Wuji Sword Gang, the blood flames around Zhuo Wen were enough to block the attack of the innocent souls.
To be honest, these grievances are extremely weak, and Zhuowen can wipe out a large area with a wave of his hand, but what makes Zhuowen headache is that the yin energy around the grievances is like maggots on the tarsus, very difficult to deal with.
Once Zhuowen's weapon came into contact with these yin qi, the yin qi would adhere to the surface of the weapon and penetrate into Zhuowen's arm along the weapon, making Zhuowen's arm numb and his movements much slower.
"It's so weird!"
Feeling the numbness in his arm, Zhuo Wen frowned. These yin qi are very troublesome. Although it doesn't affect him much now, if it accumulates, his arm may be greatly affected.
"Dragon Dragon Style!"
With a low shout, Zhuo Wen waved his arms, and the Dragon Scale Overbone Spear made a loud dragon roar, the void burst, and a huge dragon head appeared, instantly dispelling the ghosts attached to the surroundings.
However, there are too many ghosts, almost too numerous to count, so densely packed, it's all over the place, and it makes one's scalp tingle.
Every minute and every second, Zhuowen supported for a long time among countless innocent souls. Because of the effect of Yin Qi, Zhuowen's arm was almost numb, and he was a little weak even to lift it.
"Damn it!"
The arm froze slightly, and countless unjust souls broke through the defense of the Dragon Scale Overlord Bone Spear. Fortunately, there was still the Wuji Sword Gang struggling to support it, otherwise Zhuo Wen would be directly overwhelmed by the endless unjust souls.
"What should I do? There is still half a day left. It's too long. I can't last half a day in my current state! Xiao Hei, what should I do?"
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's heart was in a state of confusion, and his voice trembled slightly. It was the first time when he realized that he was so helpless. When he kept calling Xiao Hei in the sea of ??consciousness, what responded to him was a long silence.
"Are you really asleep?" Zhuo Wen whispered wryly when he found that Xiao Heisi had no response.
Boom boom boom!
Another group of unjust souls broke through the Dragon Scale Bone Spear and entered the range of Wuji Sword Gang. Immediately, Zhuo Wen's pressure became extremely huge, cold sweat poured out on his forehead, and his eyes became extremely restless. Could it be that Zhuo Wen is really going to die here up?
"I won't die! Returning to the sky sword dance nine consecutive moves, break everything for me."
As soon as he gritted his teeth, Zhuo Wen desperately urged the Wuji Sword Gang. Suddenly, one hundred and eight long swords buzzed in unison, forming a field of sword light around Zhuo Wenhua, and the ghosts who were close to Zhuo Wen were cut, smashed and annihilated by countless sword lights .
"It's only half a day, we must hold on, we must hold on."
As soon as the surrounding sword light appeared, Zhuo Wen's pressure was a little less, and he barely blocked the endless grievances around him. However, facing such a terrifying number of vengeful souls, the sword light domain seemed to be quite strenuous, and a little shaky.
"Hold on! There's only half a day left." Gritting his teeth, Zhuo Wen kept urging the spiritual power in Niwan Palace to maintain the surrounding sword light domain.
Time passed slowly, one hour...two hours...three hours...four hours...five hours...
With the passage of time, the Jianguang domain continued to shrink under the desperate attack of the wronged souls. The Jianguang domain, which was originally tens of feet long, now only had a range of several tens of feet, and it was still shrinking slowly.
Half an hour before half a day, perhaps the innocent souls around knew that they existed not long ago. With a sharp roar, they attacked Zhuo Wen even more frantically and desperately, and the shrinking speed of the Jianguang domain suddenly became much faster.
Click!
Finally, the Sword Light Domain couldn't resist the squeeze of countless innocent souls, and it was directly shattered and turned into countless stars floating around the void.
Woohoo!
Zhuo Wen only felt a bang on his forehead, and almost lost the ability to think. He could only look at the endless grievances in front of him, and directly wrapped him all in. In an instant, Zhuo Wen's whole body was covered by grievances, and his ears were filled with Crying and howling.
"Could it be... am I going to die? If I persist for half an hour, I can survive..."
The voice of sighing and helplessness floated slowly in the darkness, Zhuowen felt like his whole body was being devoured by thousands of ants, his whole body was twitching, and the inhuman pain almost filled Zhuowen's whole body.
The moment Zhuowen was drowned by countless wronged souls, in the depths of his sea of ??consciousness, a golden torrent like rootless duckweed suddenly moved, and he saw the golden torrent violently tumbling, and it actually condensed into a golden figure.
The golden figure looks very strange, with four heads and eight arms, a ferocious face, and endless golden flames on its feet. Eight arms hold eight different weapons, and the power of each weapon is very mighty and boundless.
"It's a great god mantra, a great Ming mantra, a supreme mantra, a no-wait mantra, which can get rid of all suffering, and is true and true. So I say the Prajna Paramita mantra, that is to say, the mantra: Uncover the truth and uncover the truth, and Boluo reveals the truth." , Boluo monk Jiedi, Bodhisattva." JrNovels.com
boom!
The black barrier was finally shattered, and countless innocent souls rushed into the barrier like a flood breaking a bank, drowning Zhuo Wen in an instant...
Woohoo!
Countless unjust souls rushed towards Zhuo Wen overwhelmingly, as if they were desperate for their lives. At the same time, the yin energy lingering around was also accompanied by the unjust souls, and rushed towards Zhuo Wen.
With a pat on the storage bag, he instantly took out the Promise Sword Gang, and at the same time drew out the Dragon Scale Overlord Bone Spear on his back, and pushed the "Jade Body Tempering Art" to the extreme, his whole body was surrounded by blood flames, and Zhuo Wen's eyes It even turned dark gold.
With a flick of the right hand, countless gun shadows surged out, directly annihilating the nearby souls, but the number of souls was too dense, and the gun shadows alone could not completely block the impact of the souls, many souls passed through the gaps of the gun shadows. Rush to Zhuowen.
With a cold snort, countless sword lights flickered around his body, and the innocent souls close to him were directly blasted into slag by the Wuji Sword Gang. Even if the innocent souls broke through the defense of the Wuji Sword Gang, the blood flames around Zhuo Wen were enough to block the attack of the innocent souls.
To be honest, these grievances are extremely weak, and Zhuowen can wipe out a large area with a wave of his hand, but what makes Zhuowen headache is that the yin energy around the grievances is like maggots on the tarsus, very difficult to deal with.
Once Zhuowen's weapon came into contact with these yin qi, the yin qi would adhere to the surface of the weapon and penetrate into Zhuowen's arm along the weapon, making Zhuowen's arm numb and his movements much slower.
"It's so weird!"
Feeling the numbness in his arm, Zhuo Wen frowned. These yin qi are very troublesome. Although it doesn't affect him much now, if it accumulates, his arm may be greatly affected.
"Dragon Dragon Style!"
With a low shout, Zhuo Wen waved his arms, and the Dragon Scale Overbone Spear made a loud dragon roar, the void burst, and a huge dragon head appeared, instantly dispelling the ghosts attached to the surroundings.
However, there are too many ghosts, almost too numerous to count, so densely packed, it's all over the place, and it makes one's scalp tingle.
Every minute and every second, Zhuowen supported for a long time among countless innocent souls. Because of the effect of Yin Qi, Zhuowen's arm was almost numb, and he was a little weak even to lift it.
"Damn it!"
The arm froze slightly, and countless unjust souls broke through the defense of the Dragon Scale Overlord Bone Spear. Fortunately, there was still the Wuji Sword Gang struggling to support it, otherwise Zhuo Wen would be directly overwhelmed by the endless unjust souls.
"What should I do? There is still half a day left. It's too long. I can't last half a day in my current state! Xiao Hei, what should I do?"
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's heart was in a state of confusion, and his voice trembled slightly. It was the first time when he realized that he was so helpless. When he kept calling Xiao Hei in the sea of ??consciousness, what responded to him was a long silence.
"Are you really asleep?" Zhuo Wen whispered wryly when he found that Xiao Heisi had no response.
Boom boom boom!
Another group of unjust souls broke through the Dragon Scale Bone Spear and entered the range of Wuji Sword Gang. Immediately, Zhuo Wen's pressure became extremely huge, cold sweat poured out on his forehead, and his eyes became extremely restless. Could it be that Zhuo Wen is really going to die here up?
"I won't die! Returning to the sky sword dance nine consecutive moves, break everything for me."
As soon as he gritted his teeth, Zhuo Wen desperately urged the Wuji Sword Gang. Suddenly, one hundred and eight long swords buzzed in unison, forming a field of sword light around Zhuo Wenhua, and the ghosts who were close to Zhuo Wen were cut, smashed and annihilated by countless sword lights .
"It's only half a day, we must hold on, we must hold on."
As soon as the surrounding sword light appeared, Zhuo Wen's pressure was a little less, and he barely blocked the endless grievances around him. However, facing such a terrifying number of vengeful souls, the sword light domain seemed to be quite strenuous, and a little shaky.
"Hold on! There's only half a day left." Gritting his teeth, Zhuo Wen kept urging the spiritual power in Niwan Palace to maintain the surrounding sword light domain.
Time passed slowly, one hour...two hours...three hours...four hours...five hours...
With the passage of time, the Jianguang domain continued to shrink under the desperate attack of the wronged souls. The Jianguang domain, which was originally tens of feet long, now only had a range of several tens of feet, and it was still shrinking slowly.
Half an hour before half a day, perhaps the innocent souls around knew that they existed not long ago. With a sharp roar, they attacked Zhuo Wen even more frantically and desperately, and the shrinking speed of the Jianguang domain suddenly became much faster.
Click!
Finally, the Sword Light Domain couldn't resist the squeeze of countless innocent souls, and it was directly shattered and turned into countless stars floating around the void.
Woohoo!
Zhuo Wen only felt a bang on his forehead, and almost lost the ability to think. He could only look at the endless grievances in front of him, and directly wrapped him all in. In an instant, Zhuo Wen's whole body was covered by grievances, and his ears were filled with Crying and howling.
"Could it be... am I going to die? If I persist for half an hour, I can survive..."
The voice of sighing and helplessness floated slowly in the darkness, Zhuowen felt like his whole body was being devoured by thousands of ants, his whole body was twitching, and the inhuman pain almost filled Zhuowen's whole body.
The moment Zhuowen was drowned by countless wronged souls, in the depths of his sea of ??consciousness, a golden torrent like rootless duckweed suddenly moved, and he saw the golden torrent violently tumbling, and it actually condensed into a golden figure.
The golden figure looks very strange, with four heads and eight arms, a ferocious face, and endless golden flames on its feet. Eight arms hold eight different weapons, and the power of each weapon is very mighty and boundless.
"It's a great god mantra, a great Ming mantra, a supreme mantra, a no-wait mantra, which can get rid of all suffering, and is true and true. So I say the Prajna Paramita mantra, that is to say, the mantra: Uncover the truth and uncover the truth, and Boluo reveals the truth." , Boluo monk Jiedi, Bodhisattva." JrNovels.com
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