Without thinking too much, Mo Xian'er focused on the black jade. The black jade glowed softly and felt very warm. When the spiritual energy was transferred in, a picture suddenly appeared in her mind, and began to
Play it.
In the crimson wasteland, a real demon is suspended under the red moon. The demon has black bat wings on its back, two horns on its head, and silver pupils. It has no skin at all, but a layer of armor-like cuticle, up to two meters tall.
In appearance, Mido's demons are no different from humans, but at a glance, there is only one feeling deep in the heart, that is, strong, not in terms of strength, but strong in nature. Innately strong, it seems to be overpowering.
A powerful being above human beings.
Opposite the demon is a human in black robe. If the demon is a born demon, then this man in black robe is an acquired demon. There is a black aura lingering outside his body, and these auras seem to have spirituality.
, a trace, a wisp.
Boom!
The demon with bat wings on its back slashed out with a hand knife, and a dark brilliance came overwhelmingly. Suddenly, the sky shattered and the earth cracked.
"Soul-destroying wave!"
The man in black robe raised his head, with a arrogant and domineering look in his eyes. He shook and twirled his palms, and the same black brilliance condensed into a ball, and then radiated out in a fan shape. The power increased all the way, not only neutralizing the demon's attack, but also
The opponent was knocked hundreds of miles away.
Silently, the demon seemed to have lost its soul, and its body fell from the sky without any damage on its body.
Mo Xian'er's body tensed up in astonishment. In the picture in her mind, the man in black robe smiled towards her, and the fan-shaped light waves suddenly flooded her thoughts.
Qin Tian did not disturb Mo Xian'er, who was still. He had the experience of receiving arcane martial arts. He knew clearly that in the process of receiving information, his mind was in chaos and he would not be able to wake up for a while. If he forcibly disturbed him, he might be injured.
Spirit.
After a long time, Mo Xianer opened her eyes.
"It turns out that the soul-destroying wave is a low-level arcane martial arts. The attack focuses on the soul. The soul's defense is not strong. No matter how strong the body is, it will not help."
Qin Tian said with slight surprise: The sixth level focuses on the low-level Zhenyi martial arts that focuses on soul attacks, which is almost equivalent to the ordinary mid-level arcane martial arts."
The soul is different from the body. The soul is quite fragile. If an ordinary spiritual sea realm master masters the soul-destroying wave, he can almost kill a real person or even a grandmaster level master. Of course, this spiritual sea realm master will also be killed instantly.
Death is.
Si!
While the two were talking, a giant curved-horned python suddenly sprang out of the newly filled river. The curved-horned python was an unknown length and an astonishing ten meters thick. It had scales as big as a washbasin all over its body. It was as big as
The head, the size of a tall building, was no different from an awl. The snake was like a blood-red spear that was more than ten meters long, and the speed was ridiculously fast.
A strong wind swept through, and the curved-horned python rushed towards the two of them. The sky was darkened again by the demonic aura. Thunder and lightning flew wildly and struck down vertically. Several nearby mountains were forcibly broken and blasted away, leaving charred stones.
Splashing all over the sky.
Mo Xian'er deliberately wanted to test the power of the demonic will, but his body remained motionless, and a palm containing unparalleled demonic intent was printed out.
Bang!
The corner was broken, and a huge palm print appeared on the python's forehead. Black aura was rising from the palm print. Before the python's huge body was completely out of the river, it was sent flying backwards, and it smashed the mountain where the demon statue was before.
A desperate death.
The eighth-level ancient monster couldn't withstand Murong Suocheng's palm!
You must know that the ancient monsters are much more powerful than today's monsters. The seventh-level ancient monsters can compete with the eighth-level monsters, and the eighth-level ancient monsters are equivalent to the worst ninth-level monsters. Even if they are not as good, they are not far behind.
How many, but he was still killed in one blow. The devil's will is so powerful that it is unbelievable.
As the owner of the Demonic Will, Mo Xianer understands the advantages and disadvantages better than Qin Tian. She said: "The Demonic Will is the same as the Sword Will. It discards the increase in defense and strengthens the attack. It also seems to have some side effects that are not disadvantages."
"Similarly take the attack route?"
Qin Tian knows very well that there is no strong or weak will between wills. The will of martial arts is balanced and develops in all aspects of attack, speed and defense. The will of swordsmanship is the strongest in attack, the second in speed, and the weakest in defense. The will of magic is the weakest.
I'm afraid it's the same, otherwise it wouldn't be so powerful. As for the subtle differences, he can't know. After all, he and the War King both understand the will of the sword.
"Let's go, maybe we can find a way out here." At this moment, Qin Tian no longer wanted to get anything, his only thought was to leave the underground world.
"kindness!"
Mo Xian'er nodded.
Looking at the stone statue hundreds of meters high in front of him, Zuoqiu's face twitched. Even if he was a powerful person with a strength equivalent to that of a real person, the opponent actually had an immortal body. No matter how hard he hit him, there was no damage at all. This gave him nothing to do.