Burning Heaven Dragon Emperor

Chapter 804 Pretend to be aggressive and want to run?

Han Xiao gritted his teeth and gasped, and dug straight down more than three feet deep. The wind gradually weakened, and Han Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Han Xiao was so tired that his hands and feet were weak. Only then did he realize that the ground of the Tower of the Dead was as hard as iron, and extremely cold. Hiding in it was like hiding in an ice cellar.

Before he could catch his breath for a moment, the wind of death above his head became more and more violent, sucking in all the black mist from a distance, and rolling in from the entrance of the cave.

I saw that the misty black mist seemed to form a solid body, entwined layer by layer, trying to seal Han Xiao in the cave.The most frightening thing is that they are also drilled from the mouth into the throat, countless negative, negative, evil thoughts, constantly occupying his mind, as if to destroy his consciousness.

Han Xiao suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly activated the evil dragon Burning Wheel, a red light flashed all over his body, and a raging flame ignited, desperately resisting the invasion of the black mist.

This trick really worked, the black mist was really afraid of the fire of the evil dragon, they all flinched, rushed out of the cave, and were instantly sucked back by the howling wind.At this time, a black tornado formed above Han Xiao's head, which refused to dissipate for a long time, and sealed Han Xiao in the cave.

While urging the fire of the evil dragon to resist the terrifying fog, Han Xiao thought about how he should break out of the formation.

Trapped here all the time, it is impossible to get close to the Tower of the Dead in the center of the Tower of the Dead, and naturally it is impossible to complete the task of the Nether City Lord.Besides, the longer I stay here, Yu Caiwei and the others are likely to have been completely corroded to death by the evil spirit here.

"We can't waste any more time!"

Han Xiao was so anxious that he finally gave up his heart, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he heard "Zheng! ZHANG! ZHANG!..."

A series of neat sword cries sounded, and phantom swords flew out of Burning Wheel one after another. In an instant, all 72 phantom swords shot up into the sky, and there was a dark red glow on the blades. The rays of light obviously carried a hint of the fire of the evil dragon.

"Phantom Sword Explosion!" Han Xiao roared, using his super power of consciousness to control the Phantom Sword in the death wind, bombarding wildly, wanting to use the destructive power of the Phantom Sword Explosion to weaken the rotation of the storm speed.

When the whirlwind slows down, its power will naturally be greatly weakened.

However, this method has a very risky place, that is, if it is unsuccessful, all 72 phantom swords that Han Xiao worked so hard to refine will not be destroyed.

However, in order to get out of trouble, Han Xiao couldn't care less. The phantom sword can be recast if it is destroyed, but time waits for no one. He doesn't want Yu Caiwei and the others to turn into cold corpses by the time he returns.

"Blast me!"

Han Xiao gritted his teeth tightly and used Phantom Sword Explosion. It didn't consume a lot of energy for him, but it was a great test for his power of consciousness.

It's as if he used the power of his consciousness to bear the tearing force of the death wind, and controlled 72 phantom swords to attack again and again in the death wind. The sea is a huge shock.

once!
twice!

three times!

……

I don't know how long it took, Han Xiao's mind was like a huge rock weighing [-] jin, which made him dizzy, a bloodshot overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned pale, as if he was on the verge of collapse at any moment.

Seeing that the howling wind was still raging, Han Xiao reluctantly stood still in the burrow, looked up, and in the black whirlwind, there were dozens of red lights spinning back and forth, rushing from left to right, sometimes chaotically. Sequence, swaying with the wind, sometimes forming a sword array, and slamming towards the eye of the wind.

boom!boom!boom!
With the impact again and again, those flying swords seemed to break free from the shackles of the whirlwind and shoot out to the outside world, but the wind speed was too fast, and they were swept back again and again.

Just when Han Xiao was about to despair, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the wind speed of the death wind above his head suddenly eased a lot.His own strategy finally took effect, and the violent offensive of 72 phantom swords finally completely disrupted the cold whirlwind!
I saw one after another cold light flashing, and the 72 flying swords have already "swish! Swish! Swish!..." shot back, and with a sound of "Zheng", all of them were inserted under his feet.

"Good job!"

Han Xiao was ecstatic in his heart, jumped up immediately, and returned directly to the hurricane again.

This time, the speed of the death yin wind was greatly weakened. Han Xiao naturally would not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He raised Fen Ji high and slashed out with a sword. The sword energy split the whirlwind in the air in half. Taking advantage of this gap, he immediately jumped and walked out of the whirlwind.

The crashing wind gust finally broke through!

At this moment, I saw a black shadow fleeing to the west in a hurry. Han Xiao frowned, and said coldly: "It really is your fault, pretending to be forced and wanting to run? Dreaming!"

That black shadow was naturally the dark blood sent by the dark soul general of the underworld dragon clan.

Han Xiao also understands now that since this guy is the leader of the soul formation, all the magic circle organs are controlled by him. Before, he was too underestimating the enemy and let the dark blood run away, which made him fall into such a deadlock .

This time, Han Xiao will never be merciful again!

Whoosh!
Han Xiao's figure shot out like a bolt of lightning, chasing Dark Blood closely and rushing out.

The dark blood was locked by Han Xiao's consciousness, and he felt like a thorn in his back, and quickly manipulated the mist to hide his figure, but unfortunately, he still underestimated Han Xiao's tracking ability.

Han Xiao once learned the "chasing curse" in "The Seven Killing Curses of Gods and Ghosts". Although the level of this Taoism is not high, it is definitely a top-level Taoism in this short-distance tracking. The power of Xiao's consciousness is far superior to that of ordinary people. Even if the dark blood fled a step first and used the evil mist in the dead soul tower forest as a cover, it could not escape Han Xiao's pursuit at all.

In Han Xiao's eyes, there was a cold killing intent, especially after seeing the terrifying death wind, Han Xiao became more determined to kill Dark Blood.

Of course, this will completely offend the Dark Soul General of the Dark Dragon Department, but in order to pass this trial, Han Xiao has no choice.

Otherwise, God knows what kind of terrifying magic circle Dark Blood will mobilize to deal with him.

Feeling that the distance between Han Xiao and himself was getting closer, cold sweat broke out on Dark Blood's forehead.Although his cultivation realm far surpassed Han Xiao's, he was suppressed by the evil dragon's breath on Han Xiao's body.

Moreover, his most powerful attack method of yin energy is almost completely ineffective against Han Xiao, so he will use the ice formation and the wind formation to trap Han Xiao and drain his energy, and then take advantage of his weakness At the moment, his sea of ​​qi was crippled, and the task assigned to him by the dark soul was completed.

However, he underestimated Han Xiao's trump card too much. It was the Evil King's Shield and the 72 Phantom Swords. Now he actually used a tracking technique to lock the soul, making him invisible and unable to concentrate at all. Force to control the magic circle.

"This monster!" Dark Blood couldn't help feeling a little regretful in his heart, and before he finished speaking, a scorching gust of wind blew above his head.

Han Xiao, already killed!
(End of this chapter)