Martial arts long journey

Chapter 541
Although the power of those bloody silk threads released by Mozun's remnant soul is very powerful, the martial arts cultivation of Zhou Yan and Xing Qingge is not just for nothing.

Accompanied by bursts of tyrannical Martial Dao Gang Qi flashing past, those bloody threads that bound their bodies were finally cut off one by one by them.

Seeing such a situation, the complexions of Tian Wuxuan, Di Wuming, Feng Wuchang and Yun Wuxiang couldn't help but change immediately.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Feng Wuchang who was in charge of formulating the Nirvana recovery plan for Mo Zun Mingyang, and he said with neither joy nor sadness on his face: "Everyone, it's time to sacrifice yourself for the Lord!"

Ever since it fell into Mo Xuanji's hands, the Demon Zong Mingyang had been banned in this bloody tomb for countless years after all.

Even Feng Wuchang, who has formulated this Nirvana recovery plan, can't guarantee that he has enough power to revive Mo Zun Mingyang from the bottom.

So as early as the beginning of formulating this Nirvana rebirth plan, Feng Wuchang didn't just count those warriors who broke into the blood-colored tomb, and even the existence of the four of them, Feng Wuchang also counted here project plan.

If there is any lack of strength on the way, the four of them will also sacrifice themselves in exchange for the demon's respect for Mingyang's Nirvana recovery.

After all, because of the existence of this bloody tomb, the four of Feng Wuchang and Tian Wuxuan can be regarded as different kinds of immortals. As long as Mo Zhe Mingyang can be reborn, then the four of them can also borrow The body seizes and recovers.

And Tian Wuxuan, Di Wuming, and Yun Wuxiang already knew Feng Wuchang's specific plan, so after hearing Feng Wuchang's voice, the three of them didn't hesitate at all. They directly jumped into the formation below the remnant soul of the Demon Venerable, and sacrificed their own power to the remnant soul that Demon respected Ming Yang.

With the cycle of shrinking, collapsing and converging step by step, the aura of Tian Wuxuan and Feng Wuchang became weaker and weaker, while the figure of the remnant soul of the demon above became more and more condensed. It's true.

At the same time, because the remnant soul of the Demon Venerable gradually became stronger, the powerful power of the bloody silk threads he released was also greatly increased.

Almost in an instant, those bloody threads swept around the bodies of Zhou Yan, Xing Qingge and the others again.

The strength of the re-derived bloody silk thread is so strong that even Xing Qingge, Cang Shaohua, and Gao Hanyue, the three top martial arts experts who are half-steps into the realm of heaven and man, feel a little unable to support it at this moment.

The three of them gritted their teeth, and directly erupted their most tyrannical means of strength, barely cut off the bloody silk threads again, turned around and fled in a direction away from the remnant soul of the Demon Lord.

Xing Qingge, Cang Shaohua, and Gao Hanyue escaped, but Zhou Yan, whose martial arts cultivation base was much weaker than the three of them, was directly bound and bound by those bloody silk threads.

Seeing that Zhou Yan was in a dangerous situation, Xing Qingge turned his head back very loyally, ready to give Zhou Yan a hand.

However, before Xing Qingge touched Zhou Yan, the Demon Venerable Remnant Soul seemed to understand that a thousand birds in the forest are not as good as a bird in hand. He even pulled those bloody silk threads to drag Zhou Yan away Arrived near.

Undoubtedly, the Demon Lord's remnant soul no longer had any other choices, and he was obviously planning to use Zhou Yan's physical body as a means of rebirth.

With the bronze head's eyes facing each other, and the nose and mouth touching, Zhou Yan seemed to see a hint of a smile that was not a smile on the clear facial features of the bronze head.

Immediately, the hazy and illusory figure of the remnant soul of the Mozun shrunk and merged into the bronze head, and then drove the bronze head to get close to Zhou Yan's face, as if to forcefully blend into Zhou Yan. Going like that in my head.

A fierce look flashed in the depths of his eyes, even though Zhou Yandang raised his palms together and slammed them heavily on the bronze head one after another, he couldn't make the bronze head move away at all.

The wrist suddenly turned into a palm, and another mighty and powerful finger stroke hit the bronze head.

However, even Zhou Yan's fingertips had started to ache, but it was still useless to the bronze head.

Seeing such a situation, the faces of Feng Wuchang and Tian Wuxuan, who were sacrificing their own strength in the formation below, immediately showed a strong look of joy.

After the demon king's remnant soul and true spirit inside the bronze head entered Zhou Yan's sea of ​​consciousness from the Yintang point between the eyebrows, then the recovery from Nirvana could almost be regarded as a success.

The four of them, Tian Wuxuan and Feng Wuchang, who have been imprisoned in this bloody tomb since ancient times and cannot see the sun all year round, have already had enough of this ghostly place.

Now that the hope of seeing the sun again is right in front of them, how can the four of them, Tian Wuxuan and Feng Wuchang, not be excited.

However, after almost a blink of an eye, the scene that made Tian Wuxuan and Feng Wuchang's eyes tear open slowly happened in the eyes of the four of them.

At this moment, Mozun's remnant soul had already left his former carrier bronze head, and slowly broke into Zhou Yan's sea of ​​consciousness along the Yintang between his brows.

Even Xing Qingge, who turned around and came to rescue Zhou Yan, thought that Zhou Yan was about to be completely taken away by the remnant soul of the Demon Venerable after seeing the scene in front of her.

However, at this moment, a delicate seal the size of a palm suddenly emerged from Zhou Yan's chest, and slowly sprinkled wisps of brilliance above Zhou Yan's head.

Although the strands of clear brilliance were not very shining, it was precisely because of the strands of clear brilliance that fell down that the remnant soul of the Demon Lord that had already entered a large part of Zhou Yan's sea of ​​consciousness could no longer be moved. It's half an hour.

Even if the Demon Lord's remnant soul was about to evacuate from Zhou Yan's sea of ​​consciousness, the wisps of Qinghui didn't agree at all, and still completely suppressed it on its own.

All of a sudden, everyone in the entire bronze hall couldn't help but focus their gazes, closely watching all the changes that took place between Zhou Yan and the demon's remnant soul.

(End of this chapter)