The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1511 Mental Power - Deprivation

After the loud shout, the leading man in black stepped back again and again, together with the other 15 people.

At the same time, the whole body shines brightly.

The sixteen iron chains were swung by them with great wind, and they were almost cut into side shadows in the air.

The chains were full of shadows, trapping Yan Tao inside.

This attack was actually a bit more flustered than the chain attack just now, I don't know how many times stronger it is.

This hand is so proficient that it makes one feel cold at first glance.

Such an outstanding move, I don't know how many times it took to practice it.

Amidst the black chains, Yan Tao's handsome and monstrous face faintly showed a cold look.

The figure became faster and faster, drifting between the black chains.

The left and right hands quickly formed seals, and muttered to themselves, unexpectedly giving up the powerful mental power attack and shifting to the spiritual power.

Yuan Jing stood by the door, a strange color flashed across her snake-like eyes.

Hands, suddenly raised.

With him as the center, he used exactly the same moves as Yan Tao just now.

A vortex formed and surrounded him.

The evil spirits who pounced on Yuan Jing paused slightly.

They became ghosts, and physical attacks would have been useless to them.

It's just that ghosts are changed by people.

The powerful spiritual power of the S-class made them instinctively fear.

The figure paused for a second, and Yuan Jing took the opportunity to jump up from around the evil spirits.

He swooped on the cage surrounded by chains by the 16 people.

The ten fingers of both hands overlapped together, and they clasped fiercely.

A pair of deep snake pupils are cold and cold.

A little bit of scarlet color appeared in the fundus of the eyes, which was so strange that it made people feel chilling and frightening.

"Spiritual power, deprive."

Faint but cold words spit out from Yuan Jing's mouth.

Dots of dark luster emerged from his body, falling on Yan Tao's body like light spots.

When those light spots touched Yan Tao's body, they immediately ignited a pitch-black flame.

Groups of flames bloomed around Yan Tao's body like fireworks.

Accompanied by scarlet blood, it quickly seeped out of Yan Tao's body.

Under Yan Tao's feet, the erratic steps stopped immediately.

Seeing this, the sixteen men in black waved their hands more and more quickly.

The black shadows waving chains waved in the air as fast as lightning.

Yuan Jing's entire body was almost parallel to the ground, with her hands crossed in front of her chest.

After a little bit of black luster fell, his complexion paled visibly.

Just now, the clasped palms were slowly loosened a little.

In the palm of his hand, a ball of black light slowly released light.

But, the light was pitch black.

cold.

When people look at it, their hands and feet will tremble involuntarily.

"go with!"

Yuan Jing's right index finger was a little bit in the void.

The ball of pitch-black light floated in his direction to the top of Yan Tao's head, and at the same time, Yuan Jing turned somersault in mid-air, avoided the 16 people and landed in a corner of the room.

warrior.

Since the first warrior appeared in the empire, at the same level, spiritual warriors are always much stronger than native warriors.

Back then, his race was able to use the Force to traverse the world, invincible.

It depends on nothing else.

It is the talent that exists in the blood.

That is the nemesis of spiritual warriors.

Mental power, deprivation.

No matter how powerful the mental power is, it will only dissipate in the universe after leaving the human body.

Yuan Jing didn't do anything after making this move, but just stood there quietly.

A pair of eyes half-closed, making it difficult for people to see clearly what he was thinking at the moment.

(End of this chapter)