The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 393 The Battle of Ghost Lun ([-])

You must know that the people from the Wind Wolf Mercenary Group are also here, and it is said that the leader of the group is still their leader.

So Leng Wuyou looked at Gui Lun who was standing on the mountain range and said this, and waved his hand directly, and a dark thunderbolt with the power of heaven's punishment struck down his sky spirit cover.

When Leng Wuyou made the move, he was still thinking about it. In the past, he always heard that the villain died because of talking too much, but now it seems that, um, it really fits well.

The Thunder of Heaven's Punishment is different from ordinary Thunder.

It carried the momentum of the heaven and the earth to the upright, the yang to the upright, and the evil spirit was that evil thing, but now the thunder could restrain him just enough.

Although it is said that because of his strength, the Thunder's restraint on him is not that strong, but it is still somewhat useful.

When the thunder fell, Gui Lun trembled all over, and his black cloak instantly shattered into pieces.

Leng Wuyou's attack exploded with all his strength, but it only smashed Gui Lun's clothes, scorched his flesh, and shook the black mist in his eyes a little.

You must know that the black mist in his eyes is just a trace of his original mimicry, and the original mimicry was shaken, which made Gui Lun feel a little painful.

But it's just a bit of pain, you know Leng Wuyou burst out with all her strength, and she didn't have any energy left.

Her face changed. Is this the high-level Erling?It was so strong.

It seems that the reason why the evil spirits she encountered in the underground palace could kill them so easily may be that they have just broken free from the seal and have not yet recovered, even though their rank is not high.

Gui Lun was completely enraged by Leng Wuyou's blow.

He looked up to the sky and let out a piercing long howl.

The sharp voice was like a hasty whistle, with force, it broke through Leng Wuyou's body shield, pierced his eardrums, and entered the Divine Sea.

The originally calm sea water in Shenhai was instantly stirred up one wave after another.

The sharp pain erupted in Leng Wuyou's divine sea, making her face pale in an instant.

He reached out and pressed his protruding temple, and closed his divine sea without hesitation.

She didn't recover until she could no longer hear the voice.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and his complexion became solemn.

With slender bare hands, she directly sacrificed her soul blade.

The palm-sized alchemy was spinning in her palm. This evil spirit was too strong, and she could only use the power of the soul to fight it. In fact, the best way for the other evil spirit was the power of the soul.

Lingshen once told her that evil spirits are creatures similar to spirit bodies, and their origin is the soul, and the best way to deal with them is to use the power of the soul to attack their original evil beads, that is, the evil spirit beads .

Therefore, in the small world of Xiangyu, the reason why there is a system of cultivating the gods is actually written by the spirit gods of the past dynasties, in order to restrain the evil spirits in the future. Although there are not many descriptions of the evil spirits in the clan, they know a little bit after all. Therefore, there is an intuition that the evil spirits will not disappear, and they will definitely make a comeback.

Moreover, from the few terms in the family, the spirit gods can also see that the spirit gods of the past generations have a sense of conviction in this evil spirit, as if they can predict what will happen many years later so-so.

They also have the power of prediction, which is very similar to the method of prediction of the Youluo clan.

It's just because after the Great War, the rules of heaven and earth were a little chaotic and incomplete, but the order was extraordinarily strict. Once someone predicted something, they would immediately suffer backlash.

So their ability is useless, and even if they can predict, they can only predict the surface of things, and the time can only be predicted to a few days later.

Leng Wuyou flicked the pocket-sized cauldron towards Guo Guilun, and as she threw it, the cauldron rapidly expanded in mid-air.

(End of this chapter)