Chapter two hundred and ninetieth black lotus mill world
Yue Sheng raised his breath, and stimulated the power of the burial body to support his dark purple robe. His right hand suddenly became huge, and he punched the bloody handprints that the cold wind whistled.
When Yuesheng's hand touched the red handprint made by the red flower, the resistance did not come as expected. Instead, it was as if it had hit a quagmire and cotton, which completely lost his strength.
"Hahaha, what a lot of strength, I like the opponent like you the most!"
The red flower chuckled, and her red handprints instantly turned into thousands of red silk threads like spider silk webs, wrapping Yuesheng into a real state, like a zongzi.
Feeling the red silk thread wrapped around him, Yuesheng struggled hard, but found that not only did not break free from the red silk thread, but was wrapped tighter and tighter.
"It's useless. Once you are entangled by my corpse thread, you will definitely not be able to break free if you don't have the strength to exceed my level."
Honghua smiled on her face. Even when facing someone who is less powerful than her, she would not underestimate the enemy at all. She used the Red Lotus Corpse as soon as she came up.
The seven sage envoys and saints of the Black Million Holy Sect have always been a single line. The one that belongs to the Red Flower Envoy is the Red Lotus Corpse, which is not like Yuesheng snatched from major forces in Fangbaizhou.
The same technique is true. Except for the level of the level of the Locking Earth Soul, as long as the practitioner has enough talent and feelings, he can even deduce secret techniques and tricks from it.
The strange magic of the Red Flowers is deduced from the Red Lotus Corpse.
Therefore, even if the Holy Envoy and Saint Maiden of the Hei Mi Saint Sect practice the same skills and the same realm, the combat power is also very different.
"Why is this kind of thing so similar to the Black Lotus Mo Shidian? But if it were really the Black Lotus Mo Shidian, I'm afraid I'll be able to destroy me in an instant, right? And the strength is much worse."
Yuesheng struggled for a while, and although he did not break free from the corpse of the red flower, he suddenly thought of something, that is, the Black Lotus Mo Shidian. From this corpse of the corpse, he felt similar to it.
breath.
The reason why his memory is so clear is that the Black Lotus Moxibustion World Classic is extremely special. Even the powerful ancestor of Burial Life is not a few such special things in his memory.
The Black Lotus Mo Shidian is not only a nine-patterned weird weapon, but also a nine-patterned weird weapon that is close to the peerless weird weapon, and it is also a very high-level martial art.
Although the ancestor Huansheng did not pay much attention to martial arts after becoming a burialist, he was fought by the master of the previous generation of Black Lotus Mo Shidian and escaped from his hands, so he was so impressed.
"But... the Black Lotus Mo Shidian...but... I was restrained by me as the ruiner!"
Yuesheng lowered his head and murmured, slowly approaching the red flower that was about to capture him alive, turning into a form of a ruiner in his shocked gaze.
The dark red aura erupted from Yuesheng in an instant, and even the dark clouds above his head were shaken away by the aura on his body. The plants and trees around him that were several miles radius were directly repelled by the black and red burial power that he could not help but overflow. He only felt that
The strength of one's body soared by no less than ten times.
Although there is no powerful person who locks the human soul and cannot use the powerful ability of Qianli Soul Locking, Yuesheng knows that in terms of combat power, he is no longer weaker than the powerful person who locks the human soul.
He pulled it gently, and the blood-colored corpse thread that was extremely firm on his body was directly torn off. (To be continued)