Xu Zihuang, who was protected by Yaoyang under his arm, looked down at the island that had turned into a red purgatory with a sad expression.
In fact, Yaoyang had already hinted to him before. But he also knew that this was the best result. Wang Yao only brought more than forty people, and if he continued to struggle with the Xihai Soul Instructor Group, he would lose only
will get bigger and bigger.
A group of soldiers from the Emperor Dragon Soul Instructor Group quickly used flying soul guides to move towards Yaoyang and Xu Zihuang. In addition to Yu Lao and others who had already met Xu Zihuang, there was also another group that had previously fought with the main force of the Xihai Soul Instructor Group.
people.
There were a total of twenty-three soul emperors, but now there were only nineteen left. Many of them were more or less injured, but none of them were serious.
On the other hand, out of the original twenty-one people on Mr. Yu's side, only thirteen came here safely.
"Little Lord."
Everyone stood guard around Xu Zihuang. Although their faces were solemn because of the death of their comrades, no matter what, as long as Xu Zihuang was rescued, everything would be worth it.
There is no such thing as death in war.
But at this moment, countless dazzling blue-purple electric lights poured down from the night like waterfalls.
The one with the highest soul power cultivation present, Yaoyang, who is a spiritual soul master, reacted instantly and reminded loudly: "Everyone spread out!"
Everyone looked up subconsciously, and at the same time, they did not forget to follow Yaoyang's reminder and use flying soul guides to spread. From the blue-purple thunder pillars with a diameter of more than one meter, they felt an extremely dangerous aura.
The source of the blue-purple thunder pillar was Hai Xiao, who had transformed into a human form again. The original dark blue armor and stomach on his body had long been broken, and a bone-deep wound was opened from his majestic chest to his abdomen, and his face was like gold foil.
His lungs were torn, and his violent breathing sound was like an old bellows.
The eighth-ranked black soul ring was lighting up, and a ball of intense thunder light was pulsing around his body.
"The eighth soul skill, Purple Thunder Heavenly Prison!"
A trace of blood slipped from the corner of Hai Xiao's mouth, and his voice was unusually low.
"This is worthy of Your Highness, the First Prince."
Wang Yao, who had also released his martial soul's true form, saw the scene in front of him, and his expression suddenly changed.
Although his cultivation level is much stronger than that of Hai Xiao, at the moment, it is impossible for him to block all the eighth soul skills that Hai Xiao uses up all his soul power to activate.
His martial spirit is Bawang Xiao, which is an extremely unusual existence among all tiger martial spirits. It has two attributes: darkness and wind. In terms of the quality of the martial spirit, it is not inferior to the white tiger martial spirit inherited from the lineage of the White Tiger Duke of the Star Luo Empire.
.It has both speed and strength at the same time, with almost no shortcomings. It is a well-deserved top-notch beast spirit.
But unfortunately, he is not good at defense. The best he can do now is to protect Xu Zihuang and others as much as possible.
I couldn't help but secretly regret why I couldn't stop Hai Xiao's deadly counterattack.
Hai Xiao smiled bitterly and looked far away at the sea to the east of the island. Beyond the sea was the country where he was born and raised.
Scenes from the past seemed to pass through his mind like a revolving lantern. He felt much more relaxed now.
Perhaps he had already made a decision in his heart when he knew that Xu Tianran was colluding with the evil soul master. Dying here would be a kind of relief for him.
As his consciousness gradually became vague, he worked hard to weaken the power of the blue-purple thunder pillar surrounding Xu Zihuang with his eighth soul skill.
Xu Tianran was kind to him, but Xu Zihuang's father, Xu Zhengxuan, was also kind to him back then. This is one of the reasons why he has been so courteous to Xu Zihuang in recent years.
Although he knew that Wang Xiao was strong enough to protect Xu Zihuang, he did not want Xu Zihuang to take too much risk. At the same time, he was also fulfilling his obligations as Xu Tianran's subordinate.
This was his last insistence. He was worthy of anyone in his life.
"Everyone, come closer to me!"
Wang Yan, who was about to use his soul skills to protect everyone, suddenly froze when he heard Xu Zihuang's voice. The other soldiers of the Emperor Dragon Soul Mentor Corps who were hurriedly activating their flying soul guides also turned their attention to Xu Zihuang's
On the body.
At this time, Xu Zihuang's mid-length hair, which was restrained by the demon Yang, was spread out again, and a few strands of demon purple hair on his forehead and temples were fluttering in the wind. A pair of cold, purple-colored erect boys seemed to have endless majesty,
In his right hand there was also a ball of black and purple thunder, and the restless thunder element gave people an endlessly depressing aura.
Under Xu Zihuang's control, the black and purple thunder in his palm condensed into lightning threads about the thickness of a finger.
Everyone was surprised to find that when Hai Xiao's blue-purple thunder pillar condensed by the eighth soul skill touched the black-purple thunder thread in Xu Zihuang's palm, it eerily dissipated like ice and snow melting.
"The ultimate—thunder—thunder?!" Hai Xiao's mouth was full of blood as he muttered word by word. Looking at the formidable Xu Zihuang, he was stunned for a moment, and then his stiff face appeared.
The most comfortable smile in his life.
"God bless my sun and moon!"
Thunder is originally formed by the righteous energy of heaven and earth, and has innate restraint against evil soul masters. And the ultimate thunder can suppress evil soul masters as much as the angels from ten thousand years ago.
He seemed to see countless evil soul masters being destroyed by thunder in the sky.
He didn't know if when Xu Zihuang grew up in the future, it would be a good thing for Xu Tianran and his son who were now in power in the Sun and Moon Empire. But that would definitely be the end of those evil soul masters.
The obsession in her heart receded, and Hai Xiao could no longer stabilize her body. She closed her eyes and fell straight down, being swept away by the air waves with terrifying high temperature.
He and his subordinates will be laid to rest here forever.
Xu Zihuang's condensed silk threads were instantly woven into a thunder net with a diameter of about ten meters in front of him. Under the protection of this thunder net, this space seemed to have become the last pure land. Although everyone was surprised by Xu Zihuang's
Means, but their strong fighting qualities allowed them to react immediately.
Wang Yao casually crushed the blue-purple lightning pillars pouring around him, and his breathing became a little faster. He didn't know whether it was because the battle with Hai Xiao consumed too much soul power, or because he was too excited.
"It turned out to be the ultimate thunder! The young master is worthy of inheriting the bloodline of His Highness the Prince and His Highness the Princess."
The inheritance of Wuhun is directly related to his parents. Xu Zihuang's Wuhun is obviously not the kind of mutation that comes from scratch. Because he can clearly feel that when Xu Zihuang uses Wuhun, the two kinds of Wuhun in his body are comparable, but completely different.
Different bloodline powers blended together quietly. He could not mistake one of the breaths. It was definitely the unique destructive power of the Zihuang Tianslayer Dragon Martial Spirit.
He is one of the few people who knows the identity of Xu Zihuang's mother.
The black-purple lightning flashing in the palm of his hand gradually became dim. Looking at the night that had returned to calm again, Xu Zihuang breathed out a sigh of relief and immediately lost consciousness and passed out.
Although the ultimate thunder has absolute suppression in terms of attributes, it is still too reluctant for him who has not even obtained a soul ring. Fortunately, Hai Xiao's eighth soul skill is completely constructed with thunder and lightning, otherwise with his
How could his current cultivation level block Hai Xiao's eighth soul skill?
Even if he only maintained a small area, the soul power in his body was completely drained. Fortunately, his body had been nourished by various heavenly materials and earthly treasures for a long time during his childhood, which prevented his body from collapsing on the spot.
"Young Master!" Everyone looked at Xu Zihuang with concern, and at the same time there was a little more fanaticism in their eyes. The method Xu Zihuang just showed was really shocking.
A tenth-level soul warrior actually blocked a Contra's eighth soul skill?
Yaoyang checked Xu Zihuang's condition and comforted everyone: "It's okay. Zihuang just exhausted all his soul power and passed out. He can just rest for a while."
He had already made plans to take action, but he didn't expect that Xu Zihuang persisted. Despite the absolute suppression of attributes, the pressure Xu Zihuang endured was real.
Wang Xiao's figure floated over, his eyes met with Yaoyang's, and then he waved his right hand heavily.
"Go back to the warship first and leave this sea area."