The strange figure and strange black eyes all immediately caused the expressions of the four Red Scales to change drastically, with disbelief deep in their eyes. It was obvious that Wang Baole's action of breaking through the red mist exceeded their expectations, and the surrounding
These countless souls knelt down and bowed to Wang Baole as if they were worshiping a king, which was even more unbelievable to them and extremely horrifying in their hearts.
Even so, the four of them were all cultivators of the Hundred Battles of the Weiyang Clan. Even if their minds were shaken, they all glanced at each other at this moment, suddenly erupted, turned into four afterimages and came straight towards Wang Baole in an instant.
As they approached, the four of them didn't hesitate at all and immediately used their trump card!
At Chi Lin's place, a gray Taoist robe appeared with his wave of hands, floating above his head, as if it was put on by an invisible person. It spread out above his head, exuding bursts of death, and rushed towards Wang Baole.
The other three had different weapons. The bodies of one of them overlapped, and a huge black lizard appeared on their body. This lizard seemed to be fused with its body, opened its mouth, and emitted bursts of fishy wind, with a powerful momentum.
To tear everything apart.
Another person waved his hands and tore his body apart, revealing three heads. Apparently he didn't care about the issue of his identity being revealed, and relied on his powerful body to suppress Wang Baole.
The last one was even more bizarre. In one flash, he transformed into dozens of people, moving at high speed from all directions. Every body glowed with blue light, as if it was poisonous!
Seeing the four people roaring towards them with murderous intent, Wang Baole raised his right hand expressionlessly and waved violently towards the four people. Suddenly, the kneeling souls in all directions raised their heads one by one, making no sound, but their feelings were sharp.
He roared and rushed towards the four people without fear of life or death!
The speed is so fast and the number is so large that it seems to form a sea of souls, directly bombarding the four people. Although they are very different from each other individually, and the majestic number cannot really change the strength, it can at least make a difference.
It's okay to delay.
In an instant, waves of fluctuations echoed in the starry sky, and Wang Baole, with a cold expression, did not even look at the four temporarily trapped Tongshen. At this moment, he stepped out and landed directly next to the red mist where Feng Qiuran was. He raised his right hand.
Press on the surface of the mist.
With this press, all the souls in the red mist, whether they had penetrated into Feng Qiuran's body or not, trembled violently at this moment, feeling a will that made them fearful and horrified, shrouding their souls.
, this will is cold and decisive, there is only one word.
"roll!"
As soon as this will came out, all the soul bodies were suddenly scattered in all directions, as if they were about to explode. Even if the red mist was blocked, it could not withstand the impact of so many soul bodies at the same time. In an instant, the entire red mist completely exploded.
When it opened, a large number of soul bodies were scattered, revealing the dying Feng Qiuran inside.
After all, Feng Qiuran is a psychic. Even after being trapped for a long time and refining to this day, she still maintains a clear mind. After seeing the figure who rescued her, she shrank her eyes and vaguely recognized Wang Baole. At the same time, she could not help but be surrounded by Wang Baole.
Attracted by those closed black eyes.
At first glance, her whole mind was in a trance, as if she had seen a black hole abyss that was constantly rotating, and her soul seemed to be about to escape from her body. In shock, Feng Qiuran bit the tip of her tongue suddenly, and then she barely recovered.
, she was even more horrified in her heart. She didn’t know what these black eyes were, but she could tell that Wang Baole didn’t have the ability to activate these eyes, and yet he could actually make himself lose consciousness without activating them. So how terrifying were these black eyes?
, one can imagine.
"Wang Baole, you..."
"Grandma Qiuran, the souls here can only trap these four psychics for a moment. There is not enough time for us to leave. Can you fight a psychic?" Wang Baole raised his right hand and threw out several pill bottles.
, spoke slowly.
His tone was calm, but under the strange black eyes behind him and his own cold aura, the sound of his spiritual thoughts also seemed to contain a chill.
"Okay!" Feng Qiuran took the elixir bottle and drank it in one gulp. He nodded heavily and glanced sideways. In a flash, he went straight to where one of the four trapped spiritual monks was. Under the siege with the cooperation of his soul and body,
Get down and kill directly.
Her entry immediately caused the expression of the psychic to change. In an instant, the two of them started fighting, and the fluctuations spread suddenly, extremely violently.
At this moment, there were three Tongshen who were trapped by their souls, except for the one who was fighting Feng Qiuran. Wang Baole's eyes flashed, and after scanning the three trapped Tongshen, he stopped at Chi Lin.
"We must fight quickly..." Wang Baole murmured softly, and took a step towards the area where the red scale was trapped. The moment he took this step, the red meridians on his body suddenly filled the air, and the imperial armor was directly formed around his body!
Even though his body has become slender, the imperial armor no longer looks so huge, but with the black eyes behind him, the ferocious intention not only does not diminish, but instead spreads out strangely, becoming like a demon.
The moment he took the second step and stepped directly beside Chi Lin, Wang Baole also raised his left hand and punched out!
Blessed by Broken Star Explosion, blessed by Imperial Armor, blessed by Star Nascent Soul, and blessed by Nightmare Eye Technique!
The explosion that finally formed after all these things were accumulated instantly exceeded the limit that the Yuanying monk could reach. Even this kind of explosion was no longer what the Yuanying monk's body could bear. That is, Wang Baole's body was not only
He is powerful, and more importantly, he has the imperial armor to replace his body. This allows him to unleash a combat power that completely surpasses Nascent Soul!
One punch to reach the gods is not comparable to the early stage, but directly surpasses the early stage, like a real punch in the middle stage of reaching the gods!
After this blow came out, Chi Lin's expression changed completely. He roared in shock, raised his hands and waved violently. Suddenly, the gray robe above his head appeared directly in front of him, blocking Wang Baole's punch.
And his body used this time to quickly retreat. At the same time, he raised his left hand and slapped his forehead, as if to split his clothes-like body, making his Weiyang clan combat body appear.
His idea was good and his actions were extremely quick, but it was still too late!
Almost at the moment when the gray robe blocked the red scale and the red scale itself retreated, a white light appeared in the depths of Wang Baole's eyes. In an instant, the eyes of the nightmare that were closed behind him... suddenly opened at this moment!
At the moment it opens, the starry sky shakes, all directions are still, dust does not move, time does not move, everything does not move, everything does not move!
Chi Lin's body, among all things, came to a standstill at this moment, as if the connection between the soul and the body was cut off, and all ability to think was cut off. What was waiting for him was Wang Baole's step.
Avoiding the gray Taoist robe, he flashed past Chi Lin, and the broken arm of the Imperial Armor Divine Weapon waved by his right hand was brilliant for an instant.
There was no time to resist, no time to dodge, no time for Weiyang's body to step out, and with the sweep of the severed arm of the divine weapon, everything was over... Blood spurted out, the head flew up, the separated body of the red-scaled corpse withered instantly, and all flesh and blood was instantly withered.
His soul was sucked away by the imperial armor, and in addition to that, his soul was also absorbed by the black eyes at this moment, until behind Wang Baole, next to the huge black eyes, there was an extra... fist
The size of the second closed eye!
"Beheading the gods, it turns out to be so simple." Wang Baole closed his eyes and felt the sudden increase in cultivation in his body at this moment, as well as his Nightmare Eye Technique, slowly but steadily climbing towards the fourth level.
His expression was calm, neither happy nor sad. This was the price of practicing the Nightmare Eye Technique. He had no emotions about killing, but there was an unspeakable desire in his heart, pushing him towards more killings.
And longing for.
"It's interesting. Does this Nightmare Eye Jue have its own will? Does it want to control me..." After Wang Baole tasted the fluctuation of desire in his heart, he turned to look at the trapped second psychic.
There was a flash of cold light, and he walked out in an instant!