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Chapter 342 The Sword of Spiritual Mind!

"What kind of cultivation is this ancestor of the Witch God Sect? Is he really so powerful in the divine realm?"

The god-level old man they met in Cangming Immortal Cave before was not so powerful!

Seeing this, Su Bai finally frowned and his eyes became more serious.

"Be careful, this person's distraction is so powerful. I'm afraid my strength will not be weaker than that of the ancestor of Tianshi Dao!"

Bai Feiyan's pupils narrowed again.

The ancestor of Tianshi Dao is a legendary figure in China. The ancestor of Burmese Witch God Cult is actually comparable to him. Could it be that this old guy is also a reclusive old monster?

The ancestor didn't give them much time to think. When he took a step forward, his blood-red cloak fluttered and he pointed out.

"Destroy!"

Buzz!

As he pointed out, a ripple seemed to appear in the space, spreading out like ripples in an instant.

Su Bai's expression suddenly changed, and in an instant it turned into a blue thunderbolt in front of Bai Feiyan.

The power of this move may not seem great, but it has already communicated with the world and reached the resonance of the forces of heaven and earth. The average person at the peak of transformation will definitely die under this move!

"Chichi---"

Ripples of air passed through Su Bai's body, and the robe made of cyan essence around him shattered at this moment. The dazzling thunder and lightning runes on his skin suddenly appeared at this moment, and instantly collided with the ripples.

No roar.

There was no sound, but this confrontation was extremely dangerous.

The lightning slowly annihilated, and the ripples in the air disappeared.

Heaven and earth are direct, and there is silence.

With Su Bai and the others as the center, within a radius of ten meters, whether it was broken tables, wooden chairs, or carved stone walls, everything turned into powder at this moment.

"Huh? *Transformation God? Your *power is actually so powerful. If I were really here, I would definitely capture you alive and study you. But now this body can't exert much strength.

I can only kill you first!"

The old man shook his head and sighed, but without much regret. In his dark eyes, a flash of blood appeared, and he suddenly took a step forward.

"rise!"

Boom boom!

Like the roar of an earthquake, the originally smooth land turned into a sea of ​​blood in the blink of an eye!

In the center of the blood sea, three blood-red flags were planted.

The sea of ​​blood below seemed to be endless and boiling. Su Bai and Bai Feiyan stood side by side, incomparably smaller than the sea of ​​blood beneath their feet.

And at the blood-red end, there are dozens of huge blood walls, covered with dense blood lines, flashing with this weird aura, as if the world is closed.

And above the two people, the old figure of the ancestor of the witch god stood suddenly.

"It seems that we are surrounded!"

Facing this scene, Su Bai didn't look anxious. He smiled lightly and looked at Bai Feiyan.

Bai Feiyan was originally very anxious and frightened, but when he saw Su Bai being so calm, a trace of calm appeared on his pretty face, and he glanced at Su Bai: "Are you sure?"

If she had known earlier, she would not have dared to come out with Su Bai!

Su Bai chuckled, shook his head and said, "No!"

Bai Feiyan glared at him fiercely and stopped talking.

Seeing the two people communicating as if nothing had happened, the ancestor of the Witch God in mid-air frowned suddenly and sneered even more: "Two juniors, they are still so rampant when they are about to die. Let's see how I can destroy you, the peerless genius of China!"

"die!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, endless blood suddenly surged up.

Boom!

The waves of blood rolled like a tsunami, covering Su Bai and Bai Feiyan in an instant.

In the blood wave, the powerful force of devouring and corroding could even attack Su Bai's thunder power, causing Su Bai's face to change slightly.

"Haha---how does this old man's sea of ​​shaman soul blood taste?"

The old man stood proudly in the void, his rickety figure exuding a terrifying aura.

Just between his eyebrows, a faint light flashed violently. If you could look carefully, you could see the shadow of the former leader of the Wushen Sect.

However, this shadow can only act in a hurry, but cannot regain control of the body.

Feeling the rapid disappearance of vitality in his body, the leader of the Wushen Cult was completely anxious!

"Don't worry, within a minute at most, these two people will be refined by the sea of ​​blood. At that time, I will return the control of your body!"

The old man said lightly, and the light between his brows instantly took advantage of the opportunity.

In the sea of ​​blood, the old man who was originally waiting for Su Bai to fight desperately did not see any movement.

Is he already dead?

He stretched out his spiritual power, and just when he was approaching the sea of ​​blood, he felt an extremely fierce sword intent roaring towards him!

"The Heavenly Thunder Sword Intent is broken!"

Click!

Like thunder in the void, the cyan divine thunder roared, tearing apart the sea of ​​​​blood in an instant, and the figures of Su Bai and Bai Feiyan turned into an afterimage and flew out directly.

The sword's intention buzzed, causing thunder and lightning to condense in the sky.

The dark clouds were surging, seeming to be condensing the terrifying power of thunder and lightning.

The old man snorted coldly, looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, waved his hand, and suddenly punched out.

"Disperse!"

boom!

When he punched out, the air roared violently, and along with a powerful spiritual power, the dark clouds in the sky were first blown away by a group of people, and in an instant they were wiped out by a powerful spiritual force and disappeared.

The Heavenly Thunder Sword Intention, which was extremely powerful before, was now suppressed by the old man's terrifying spiritual power and almost lost its power!

Seeing this scene, Su Bai was not too surprised.

Instead, he looked at the three bloody flags floating in the blood. If he guessed correctly, these were the formation flags in the sea of ​​blood. If he could break this flag, the art of the sea of ​​blood would be broken!

However, this blood flag is like an illusion, floating in the sea of ​​blood. Even with the power of divine consciousness, it is difficult to lock it. Therefore, if you want to destroy this flag, you can only forcefully break through the sea of ​​blood!

Break the law with force!

If Su Bai had innate cultivation at this time, he could use his strength to break the spell, smash the sea of ​​blood with one punch, and the flag array would break by itself. Unfortunately, although his power of spiritual consciousness has greatly increased, he still has not broken through to the late stage of supernatural power.

, how to talk about innateness?

Since it is impossible to break the law with force, the only way is to kill the distraction of the ancestor of the witch god!

Just think of this.

Su Bai didn't hesitate at all, and pointed between his eyebrows.

Buzz!

When a mysterious wave spread out, a cyan lightsaber suddenly condensed between Su Bai's eyebrows.

The lightsaber is not big, and looks crystal clear, as if it were real.

On it, when an extremely powerful spiritual power surges, countless fine runes wander on it.

The moment the old man saw the sword in mid-air, his expression suddenly changed.

He, who had always been extremely calm, finally lost his voice in shock at this moment.

"The sword is condensed with the mind, you can actually turn the sword into the sword with the mind - who are you?"

Su Bai's face changed slightly, but he didn't pay attention to him. Murderous intent surged in his eyes, and he pointed out.

"Kill the God!"

In an instant, the small sword of spiritual thought disappeared from the place in an instant.

This sword made no sound and could not catch any trace, but it made the old man aware of an unprecedented crisis.

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