low-key is king

Chapter 1491 The Real Doom

"Tsk tsk, the way the big monster seduces the demons seems to have improved a lot!"

Above the sky, Lu Xun looked at the falling figure over there, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion. To be honest, his understanding of the big monster's method is only half-knowledge.

When they were in Dragon Bone Island, both Dong Xian and Xuan Gu were only at the Eighth Realm, but now, Fang Xing, a genius at the Holy Land of Samsara Sea, has reached the Ninth Realm, which is a whole level higher.

It can also be seen from this that with the improvement of Lu Xun's own strength, the great demon transformed by his eternal reincarnation demon, whether it is combat power or other means, is steadily improving.

This undoubtedly solved a major enemy for Lu Xun, and then he can concentrate on dealing with the even more powerful world spirit.

At this time, Lu Xun was not too worried.

After all, Lao Bai originally had the upper hand, and now with the words of the big monster, forgive the world spirit for nothing.

Even Lu Xun thought that after the intervention of the big demon, the world spirit would no longer be able to take control of the Wangyousuo. Once Mu Xiang and the others were freed, it would be a big deal.

It seems that everything is moving in a direction that is beneficial to Lu Xun.

But at this moment, the world spirit over there who was being driven into a hurry by Lao Bai naturally also sensed the scene here.

"What a useless thing!"

No matter whether Jie Ling had any other hole cards, at this time he was still shouting and cursing angrily, causing Fang Xing, who had just recovered from his breath, to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Pfft!"

After the mouthful of blood spurted out, Fang Xing actually felt better. He looked at the world spirit in the sky with a bit of resentment, and even stronger unwillingness.

This guy was a genius from the Holy Land of Samsara, but today he was given two consecutive accusations, whether it was the World Spirit or the leader of the Killing League, they all gave him a big "surprise".

Today's Fang Xing can be said to have suffered a crushing defeat. He no longer has the strength to match up with the two sides in the sky, and can only passively wait for a result to come.

But relatively speaking, Fang Xing hoped that the world spirit would win, so that he might still have a chance to survive.

If Lu Ming wins, how can he let him, a genius of the Holy Land of Reincarnation Sea, be let go?

Isn't that causing trouble for yourself?
At this time, not many people paid attention to Fang Xing, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the remaining battle in the sky. Compared with Fang Xing, they undoubtedly hoped that Lu Xun would win.

"I have to say, you really impress me!"

Under everyone's gaze, Jie Ling didn't panic because he fell into a disadvantage, but calmly said such a sentence, as if he was a condescending superior.

He didn't say this to Lao Bai, but to the leader of the killing alliance over there. The endless tricks of the other party really surprised him.

"But...that's all!"

What followed from Jie Ling's mouth made everyone startled.

I thought to myself that in such a situation, the combat strength of both sides is changing, what else can you afford?
"Well, I didn't want to take that last step ahead of time, but who made you press hard?"

Jie Ling sighed, and then he suddenly stepped back a few feet, getting rid of another dragon and snake attack from Lao Bai, and immediately after his hands, there were streaks of white light.

After a while, apart from Jie Ling's hands being wrapped in white light, his whole body shone with faint white light, especially those eyes, which were so white that they shone brightly.

"What is he going to do?"

Seeing the strange body of the world spirit, many people trembled, while others subconsciously took a few steps back.

Even if they don't know what the other is going to do, it's obviously not a good thing.

"The stream is endless, and the light is devouring the sky!"

Another two breaths later, Jie Ling suddenly uttered these eight words like a formula, and immediately below the ground below, a layer of faint white light also appeared.

Those eight words pierced through the ears like magic sounds, causing many people with keen minds to feel a sense of crisis, and then their expressions changed drastically, and they became a little panicked.

"Damn it, it turns out he was already prepared!"

To say that the only person in the field who knew the truth, besides Jie Ling, maybe only Lu Xun.

Including Mu Xiang, the great elder who was bound over there, only got a reminder from Lu Xun and didn't know much about it.

Before, under the guidance of his senior brother, Lu Xun guessed that the bounding thing of the Forgotten River Realm had given birth to spiritual wisdom, and became the unique spiritual object and world spirit of the Forgotten River Realm.

And the first step is to seize a practitioner to live temporarily, so that the next step of the plan can be carried out.

At this moment, those white rays of light attracted by it are the most important and bloodiest step.

The world spirit wants to devour the blood energy of all creatures in the Forgotten River Realm, even including the soul power of all creatures, in order to achieve the purpose of casting a physical body for themselves.

Lu Xun could guess that if it wasn't for the sudden opening of the Forgotten River Realm this time, perhaps Jie Ling's plan would continue for a few more years. Only by being foolproof would he have more chances of success.

But now, countless extraterrestrial visitors have descended on the Forgotten River Realm. This is undoubtedly an accident for Jie Ling, and it is also a great thing.

Especially when he knew that those visitors from outside the sky were no more than the ninth realm, he felt that the gods were helping him, and this was all nourishment for his blood sent to his door.

But there happened to be such an accident as Lu Xun, the big white snake monster was pressing every step of the way, so that Wei Tong's physical body could not hold on soon, and the world spirit had to be activated in advance.

Firstly, it was to prevent Wei Tong's physical body from collapsing, and secondly, he was almost ready, let the blood of all the creatures in the Forgotten River Realm come to witness the birth of a peerless powerhouse.

Lu Xun clearly knew that the white rays of light he saw with his naked eyes were not only found in the Holy Land of Wangchuan and the Holy City of Wangchuan, but also in every inch of land in the entire Wangchuan Realm.

Including all cities in the secular Three Kingdoms, including small cities like Tieshan City, and even the Great Wilderness Forest, as long as there are living beings, they will be affected by white light. Who told that to be the world spirit of the Wangchuan Realm?
Although Lu Xun didn't know what kind of method it was, he knew clearly that in the entire Forgotten River Realm, apart from Jie Ling, no one else could do it.

After Yu Chuan, the real master, has been dead for thousands of years, Jie Ling is the second master of the Wangchuan Realm, and no one can stop him in advance.

shhhhhh...

At the same time that Lu Xun's thoughts were spinning, the white rays of light emerging from the ground also changed greatly.

I saw white silk threads, like strange white hairs, winding towards every practitioner.

"What the hell?"

At the beginning, some low-level cultivators didn't realize what was going on, and they fumbled to attack those white lines, or took out their weapons to cut them off.

But whether it's fists, feet or weapons, it seems that they have no effect on those white lines, they can't be destroyed, it's like it's just a invisible body that can't be touched.

Those cultivators wielding swords were fine, but when some cultivators punched and their skin touched the white silk thread, a miraculous and terrifying scene happened.

"Ah, my blood is being swallowed!"

A series of white silk threads wrapped around the hands, feet and bodies of these cultivators, and then a huge force of devouring burst out, leaving them with no room to contend at all.

That was a method performed by the world spirit of the Forgotten River Realm, a strong man who had reached the perfection of the Ninth Realm, and could even be called a half step to the Tenth Realm. How could they, who are cultivators of the lower five realms, be able to compete?
The cultivators who were entangled by the silk thread only felt that the power in their bodies, or the blood energy, was being swallowed up strongly, and it might not take long for them to become a human body.

One of the five realm cultivators' face instantly turned extremely pale, as if all the blood had been drained suddenly.

Seeing that terrifying appearance, many people retreated tens of feet away subconsciously.

But those white silk threads are indiscriminate attacks, and those who have not reached the eighth realm can't fly. Even if they have swords and robes to support them for a period of time, the final result is needless to say.

Many eight-level powerhouses have already risen up, and they looked at the white silk thread growing wildly on the ground, and their faces were a little ugly.

"Look up!"

Especially when there was a sound of panic coming out, everyone raised their heads and saw white light erupting above the sky, their hearts sank to the bottom of the valley.

"This is really no way to go to heaven, no way to go to earth!"

Zhou Yunfan of the Zhou Wu Dynasty made a bitter face, and couldn't help turning his eyes to his sister beside him, only to find that his own sister's face was also very ugly.

Although Zhou Yunmu had full confidence in Lu Xun, but now, she could clearly see that Lu Xun had played his strongest hole card, but he still couldn't deal with the world spirit.

"This is to devour everyone's blood!"

On the side of the Longxia Dynasty, Xia Jiexing's face was extremely solemn, and he had already guessed what the world spirit wanted to do.

But the sky and the ground are full of white light, even if he is the first genius of the Eight Great Dynasties, he is a little helpless.

All of this happened extremely suddenly, whether it was these geniuses and local practitioners who were watching outside the Wangchuan Holy Land, or those outsiders who were arrested and imprisoned, I am afraid that they would not be spared.

shhhhhh...

Countless silk threads extend from the sky and the ground, as long as there are flesh and blood creatures, there will be white silk threads.

This is an indiscriminate attack, and it is also a method unique to the world spirits of the Forgotten River.

The white silk threads in some places gradually turned blood red after devouring practitioners or ordinary people, which looked even more strange and terrifying, which was the result of devouring the blood energy of living beings.

In the holy city of Wangchuan, the voices of Aihao's pain can be heard everywhere, but they have no ability to change the result at all. The whole world of Wangchuan seems to be doomsday.

This is the real doomsday!
(End of this chapter)