Xiao Yan and others struggled to get up, dragging their remaining bodies in the direction of each other. It seemed that the place where the teammates were was the warmest place. The bloody footprints along the way were shocking. Everyone couldn't tell whether this was an illusion or not, and they opened their mouths.
I want to ask the sky where this is, but I can't come up with a single word.
The road ahead is vast and unpredictable. Where is the other shore? Where is paradise? The light has not yet been seen, but the sea of suffering is boundless.
From time to time along the road, I heard people talking in their sleep, crying, or asking for help. Anxiety and fear, hesitation and helplessness, all kinds of negative emotions permeated the entire wilderness, and everyone's will was sinking little by little in this helpless wilderness.
Go down.
"This should be an illusion." Xiao Yan shook his head desperately, feeling his own condition. Although his whole body was stained with blood, he felt no pain.
It's just that in this illusion, everyone has been corroded by negative emotions and lost their usual composure. If they continue to sink like this, when their will is completely desperate, then the body will naturally die.
Xiao Yan realized something was wrong, and powerful soul power spread out. Wherever the soul power passed, the surrounding sleep chatter slowly disappeared.
"My analysis is correct, this is definitely an illusion." Xiao Yan used all his soul power to spread crazily in the direction of Le Shaolong and others.
As if Xiao Yan's resistance was sensed, the entire space trembled, and invisible soul waves wrapped around him, squeezing the area where Xiao Yan was.
The power of the soul that was desperately expanding only spread a few hundred meters, and it seemed to hit a thick invisible wall, making it difficult to go any further. What made Xiao Yan even more terrifying was that the invisible squeeze was exactly the same.
Compressing step by step, the encirclement is also shrinking bit by bit.
And where the power of Xiao Yan's soul was about to approach, Ziying was lying there, just a few steps away. Her broken body was panting heavily, her whole body was cold, her mouth was slightly open, and strands of blood flowed from the corners of her mouth.
, the brilliance in her eyes was lost bit by bit. The tragic situation of her teammates in the illusion destroyed Ziying's confidence. Despair was eroding her last persistence. As long as her eyes were closed, Ziying would completely lose her life.
Not far away from Ziying, the storm was also in danger. His eyes stared out, and his neck was bruised and covered with bloodstains. The purple-red finger marks were clearly visible, as if a pair of invisible hands were holding his neck.
, causing his complexion to gradually turn to deathly gray, just like Ziying, life is never far away.
His companions were in danger, Xiao Yan's eyes turned red with excitement, and his soul power suddenly surged, approaching the storm and the purple shadow. Unfortunately, it was so far away, but isolated from the world. No matter how hard Xiao Yan tried, his soul power did not advance but retreated, with invisible fluctuations.
Always blocking Xiao Yan's only hope, the storm and purple shadow have already entered the gate of hell.
"No!" Xiao Yan roared heart-breakingly. He watched helplessly as his companion who lived with him day and night was about to die tragically in front of him. The pain that penetrated his heart and bones could not be described in words. Blood oozed from the corners of Xiao Yan's eyes, and he clicked
Drops of blood slid down his cheeks and fell to the ground, splashing with blood.
"None of you are allowed to fall before I fall!" Xiao Yan raised his head and stared at the sky, roaring towards the sky, his chest filled with reluctance.
Along the way, there were ups and downs, and everyone joined hands to help. They did not fall to the sea of beasts, nor did they fall to the absolute disparity in force. But now they have to fall in vain in the illusion. Xiao Yan is unwilling to accept it. Xiao Yan believes that
All teammates are unwilling to give up.
In anger, the Blood Spirit Art in Xiao Yan's body suddenly started to move. The tiny bits of blood light in the space seemed to be attracted by the Blood Spirit Art, and traces of special energy were crazily poured into Xiao Yan's body. Xiao Yan didn't know.
What are these energies, but they can't stop them. I only feel that after absorbing these energies, the power of the soul has been greatly enhanced.
The Dream Breaker would never have thought that Xiao Yan, a three-star early-stage Dou Emperor, would actually have a quasi-saint-level soul-like technique in his body. Although Xiao Yan is still far from being able to exert the power of the Blood Spirit Art, but with the blood
The Spirit Art itself adds a lot of resistance to soul damage. Secondly, what even Xiao Yan doesn't know is that this Blood Spirit Art can not only cultivate the power of the soul, but its special energy can also devour all the soul blood in the world and turn it into
The power of his own soul! Because Dream Breaker has been baptized by his soul and possessed by evil blood, his own soul power has rich blood attributes, which just provides a great source of supplement for Xiao Yan's soul power.
Previously, the fighting skills performed by Dream Breaker did not contain enough blood energy to activate the devouring ability of Xiao Yan's Blood Spirit Art. Now, Dream Breaker uses the ultimate trick "Blood Illusion Forbidden Sky". The power of the soul sweeps across the sky, and the blood energy is extremely rich, enough to activate it.
Blood Spirit Jue's devouring ability.
Even Qing Haoran didn't know that the Blood Spirit Art had this effect. Xiao Yan was a blessing in disguise. It was really a blessing in disguise.
With the help of the special energy of the Blood Spirit Art, Xiao Yan's soul power was rapidly increasing, but Xiao Yan soon felt that the increase in soul power seemed to be just the energy absorbed by the Blood Spirit Art, which was equivalent to borrowing power to fight against the enemy.
, it does not belong to oneself, only a very small part of it has been transformed into the power of one's own soul through layers of tempering.
"Is the Blood Spirit Art mainly about converting energy and improving the temporary soul attack?" Xiao Yan thought to himself, the excitement that had just risen subsided, and he was a little disappointed with the quasi-holy title of the Blood Spirit Art.
In fact, Xiao Yan didn't know that this was because his current level of Blood Spirit Art was too low and he was unable to absorb and convert a large amount of energy into his own.
With the help of the Blood Spirit Art, Xiao Yan was like a tiger with more wings, and Huangquan Tianwu was unleashed one after another, sweeping around and creating a huge storm.
The two soul powers are constantly colliding in this illusion.
Although Dream Breaker's soul power is stronger than Xiao Yan, but now under the special energy conversion of the Blood Spirit Art, it is beginning to disintegrate like ice and snow.
Xiao Yan's soul power swept across Ziying, and Ziying's complexion began to soften, the light in his eyes lit up a little, and his face gradually became rosy.
Seeing that it was effective, Xiao Yan's expression was greatly enhanced, and the power of his soul continued to spread towards the storm. On the one hand, he continued to replenish it, but on the other hand, he was restrained by the Blood Spirit. Xiao Yan's power of soul finally left only the last trace of vitality in the storm.
Every moment, break through the barriers and arrive in time.