The three undead monarchs all smiled strangely and raised their hands to emit a series of black lights, transforming into spiritual snakes, twisting and twisting around.
Duan Wuji did not dare to be careless, and the space barrier was controlled by the space incarnation. His eyes flashed, and his mental power surged out, and he rushed forward like a storm.
A strange scene appeared in the cave. A huge tornado swept through the sky and the earth with a terrifying momentum. Around it, bright red sickles flickered like ghosts. Every time it appeared, it slashed horizontally and vertically.
The wind pillar was weakened a bit. Three nimble black snakes hovered next to the sickle, and in conjunction with its attacks, they continuously sprayed out clouds of black mist to control the direction and speed of the tornado.
Three different mental illusions, every time they collide, ripples will appear in the space, and the cave will continue to vibrate and tremble, but the strange thing is that there is no sound at all, just like a silent pantomime.
The tornado turned faster and faster, and the strong attraction finally drew two wandering black snakes into it. In the blink of an eye, one of them was strangled to pieces and disappeared into the void.
An undead monarch groaned, as if struck by lightning, his whole body trembled, and he sat down weakly.
When the other undead monarch saw this, he suddenly became fierce and howled suddenly, and the remaining black snake in the tornado immediately exploded.
In terms of mental strength, let alone the Undead Monarch, even the Blood Demon Corpse cannot compare to Duan Wuji, but this kind of self-destruction is a desperate fight for life, and the instantaneous burst of energy immediately makes Duan Wuji suffer.
Unfortunately, the conscious space in his mind trembled. The tornado transformed by mental power weakened sharply, and the blood-red sickle immediately gained the upper hand.
However, the consequences of self-destruction are not easy to bear. The body of the undead monarch shook a few times and collapsed to the ground like his previous companions. It can be seen from their confused and dull eyes that their mental exhaustion is extremely high.
Seriously, even though the body still has fighting power, the mind is extremely tired and weak.
At this time, Duan Wuji could kill the two of them with just one finger and completely turn them into undead. Unfortunately, Duan Wuji had no time to care about them now.
The blood-red sickle expanded more than twice in an instant after getting the chance, and the wide cave could no longer accommodate its size. During the swing, the walls of the cave formed by lava were torn apart, gravel splashed, and dust filled the air.
The last undead monarch screamed excitedly when he saw this, and a strange red light flashed on his withered face, and then traces of black blood seeped out from his facial features.
The black snake that meandered in the air suddenly grew in size, like a giant python from ancient times. Its giant tail twitched violently, and the cave collapsed again.
Duan Wuji screamed inwardly. He had already noticed that the intense power of the Samsara Flower around him disappeared at this moment. It was obviously used by the undead monarch using secret methods. Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain his spirit.
How could the power suddenly become so huge?
But this way, it is also good for Duan Wuji, as he no longer has to be careful to deal with the mental interference of the Samsara Flower. Moreover, the death aura floating in the air becomes thinner as the power of the Samsara Flower disappears.
Resisting the sharp trembling in his consciousness, he took a deep breath and held his breath. The atomized spiritual power in his mind quickly surged out, stabilizing the tornado that was almost about to dissipate under the dual pressure of the sickle and the giant python.
Seeing the tornado raging again, the giant python seemed to be insulted and flew into a rage. After opening its mouth and swallowing twice, the python spewed out a stream of ink-like mist.
Duan Wuji activated his mental power, and the tornado suddenly split into two. One of them continued to block the bloody sickle, while the other one rolled directly towards the giant python.
"Chichi..." Like boiling soup and pouring snow, the seemingly violent tornado instantly turned into a wisp of breeze in the ink-like mist.
The Undead Monarch let out a strange smile in triumph. The giant python kept its upper body and kept swallowing snake messages in its open mouth. It was obviously extremely excited.
At this moment, something unexpected happened. When the seemingly harmless breeze blew in front of the undead monarch, it suddenly emitted a brilliant and dazzling purple light. In the colorful brilliance, the giant spirit hand emerged silently.
, and took a fierce photo in the undead monarch’s horrified eyes.
The undead monarch who was caught off guard immediately issued an order to summon the giant python to turn around without even thinking about it. Because it was a mental illusion, so with a thought in his mind, the giant python that was showing off its power immediately responded, but it seemed that he couldn't make it in time.
Duan Wuji sneered and shouted loudly, the giant spirit hand suddenly turned around, abandoned the undead monarch who was sweating coldly, grabbed the giant python's head in his hand, and squeezed it hard.
These changes were really unexpected, especially in the midst of lightning and flint. After the Undead Monarch and the Blood Demon Corpse figured out Duan Wuji's true intention, the giant python had feebly twitched its tail a few times, and its figure gradually faded and disappeared.
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The undead monarch let out a painful howl, and his body went limp and fell down.
If Duan Wuji had not changed the attack target just now, even though the giant hand could harm the undead monarch, it would never be able to achieve the current effect.
Although he only temporarily lost his hands-on ability, for Duan Wuji, who has always been outnumbered, this is what he needs most at the moment.
The blood demon corpse's eyes were red, its mouth moved, and it uttered a few weird notes indistinctly. The rhythm of the bloody sickle suddenly accelerated, and its fierce and crazy momentum even stopped the oppressive tornado.
However, he did not take advantage of this opportunity to pursue and fight fiercely. Instead, he put the bloody sickle back.
A flash of disappointment flashed in Duan Wuji's eyes, as the advantageous form he had worked so hard to create was gone.
The Blood Demon Corpse, which withdrew its bloody scythe, did not advance but retreated. Without even looking at the three undead monarchs lying there, it left the messy battlefield and disappeared into the darkness.
Duan Wuji, who was ready to fight for his life, was suddenly stunned and watched helplessly as the back of the Blood Demon Corpse melted into the darkness deep in the cave.
After a while, he rubbed his eyes as if he had woken up from a dream to make sure that he was not dreaming, and then he dragged his exhausted body slowly to the front of the three undead monarchs.
The space incarnation jumped out, and with just three simple snaps of his fingers, the three powerful beings at the top of the undead creatures were crushed to pieces by the twisted space because they had no defense at all.
The black light wrapped around Pei Juemeng's body calmly dissipated due to the complete death of the undead monarch, but he did not wake up.
Duan Wuji stepped forward and let his thoughts enter his mind, carefully and slowly waking him up.
"Boss, I'm sorry, I have caused trouble to you." Pei Juemeng was not an ordinary person after all. After waking up, he was slightly startled and then woke up.
Duan Wuji shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Fortunately, I was lucky this time. Those guys actually used mental power tactics to deal with me. This is what I am best at besides space powers, so I didn't suffer much."
Unfortunately, the Blood Demon Corpse still ran away. That guy was so cunning. When he saw that the situation was not good, he didn't even think of giving it a try. He immediately rubbed oil on his feet and ran away. He didn't have the demeanor of a master at all."
Peijuemeng sat up and said with a smile: "Boss, he is an undead creature. Although he has wisdom, he has been living here. It is his nature to survive, otherwise he would not evolve into the legendary blood demon corpse.
existence in."
As he spoke, he glanced around and saw the dilapidated cave. He couldn't help but feel frightened. From this, he could imagine how hard Duan Wuji had fought just now. If he failed, what would happen to him...
Don't dare to think about it any more.
The two of them still had plenty of physical strength, but were a little mentally tired, so they decided to rest where they were for the time being and regain their energy before setting off. After all, neither of them knew how many unknown dangers lay ahead.
In the darkness, Duan Wuji and Pei Juemeng started to delve deeper after taking a rest.
The energy of the Samsara Flower is getting stronger and stronger, and the air of death floating in the air has now filled the entire cave like a dark cloud with splashes of ink.
The two people walking in this ink cloud did not dare to relax in the slightest. However, the sudden increase in pressure around them and the ever-present choking and sobbing sounds gave them both extreme headaches and a feeling of pain in their chests.
It was like being pressed against a rock, and I felt extremely dull.
Because of the dense ink cloud, the light of the soft sword in Pei Juemeng's hand could no longer exert its effect. Duan Wuji released his thoughts several times along the way, but they were quickly swallowed by the ink cloud. The two had no choice but to rely on
Move forward with keen senses.
Duan Wuji, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped. Pei Juemeng almost collided with him. When he was about to ask, Duan Wuji covered his mouth with his backhand and whispered: "Don't say anything, if
If I feel right, there are reincarnation flowers ahead."
In terms of mental induction, Pei Juemeng could not catch up with him even if he tried to flatter him. Hearing this, he quickly swallowed back the words he was about to say.
Although the two of them have not yet had a head-on confrontation with the Samsara Flower, they can imagine how powerful it is just from their encounters along the way, so they unanimously decided not to disturb it for the time being. Because the escaped Blood Demon Corpse is very dangerous.
It may be hidden here. If they join forces, the two of them have no chance of winning.
At this moment, the strange laughter of the Blood Demon Corpse suddenly sounded, "Quack... humans... you are finally... here..."