Cultivation Fury Upgrade

Chapter 239
Sneer.

Lin Hao raised a middle finger towards the black mist in the void.

Then turned around and entered the formation.

Provocation, the provocation of Chi Guoguo.

How could Hei Wu not be angry, with endless murderous aura, without even thinking about it, he directly followed into the formation.

From the beginning to the end, the Snake Saint didn't pay attention to the boy, even if he only existed as a remnant soul.

The light curtain lights up.

Feeling that the Snake Saint stepped into the formation, Lin Hao was very pleasantly surprised, success or failure depends on it.

In the formation space, there are gusts of gloomy wind, howling ghosts and wolves everywhere, and countless black air currents, filling the entire formation space.

"Formation?"

Snake Saint, as Samsara Martial Saint, recognized in just an instant that the space he entered was the formation space.

The opponent wants to kill him with the formation?

Are you kidding me?
"Hahaha, hahahaha, boy, are you fucking kidding me? You actually want to use formations to deal with me, hahaha..."

If an array mage of the same level arranges an array, it might make him afraid a little bit.

A small Yuandan Martial King would not pay attention to the formations arranged by him at all.

Don't care!

Among the eyes.

Lin Hao looked coldly at the Snake Saint who was trapped in the formation, and said with a sneer, "Today I will show you the power of the Asura formation for refining souls and seizing souls."

Tu Sheng, if the snake saint in his peak period, even with the help of the formation, he would not be able to kill the reincarnated martial saint, but the current snake saint only exists in the state of remnant soul.

Lin Hao has 80.00% confidence in his heart that he can kill the Snake Saint by relying on the Asura Formation.

The Snake Saint who was full of confidence at the beginning, as the formation was activated, countless ghosts and ghosts around him began to attack, and gradually felt that something was wrong.

Especially when Lin Hao was arranging the soul-refining and seizing Shura array, he used a sword array in the array.

The sword formation is surrounded by the soul-refining Shura formation, and the two formations are intertwined.

Countless sword qi came madly from all directions.

The soul-refining and soul-removing Shura formation itself is a formation specially designed to deal with souls.

Even if the Snake Sage is only a Samsara Martial Saint, he still exists only as a remnant soul.

This is a moment.

In the formation space.

Snake Sheng was attacked again and again and couldn't stand it anymore.

"Boy, get out for me, get out!"

The voice just fell.

Hundreds of sword qi roared with the ghostly wind, like a tornado, sweeping madly.

Just when the Snake Saint was about to resist the sweeping sword energy.

Behind the hundreds of sword qi, thousands of sword qi swept in again, even crazier, with ghostly roars and gusts of cold wind.

"Impossible, it's impossible!"

The Snake Saint roared heart-piercingly. Up to this moment, he still couldn't believe that a little Yuandan Martial King could arrange such a heaven-defying formation.

The Snake Saint even had a feeling that the formation formed by the other party seemed to have a special attack on the soul.

The sword energy pierced through the air, crossed the space, and the ghostly roar of the evil wind did not give the Snake Saint any chance to breathe. He attacked continuously and continuously.

Getting more and more flustered, the Snake Saint certainly knows that his remnant soul won't last long, but before he disappears, he must take revenge and kill the boy.

But what about the result?
The Snake Saint unleashed the terrifying power of reincarnation, but the remnant souls were always remnant souls, unable to resist the continuous attacks of the two sword arrays.

gradually.

The Yinfeng Guihou began to slowly condense into ghost figures, and countless ghost figures roared, sneered and began to erode the remnant soul of the Snake Saint.

Countless sword qi, like raindrops, poured down, releasing endless sword qi, continuously cooperating with the ghost attack.

Outside the array.

The wild dog looked nervously at the light curtain in front of him, and didn't dare to step into the formation at all. Even if he followed Lin Hao, if he stepped into the formation easily, he might be instantly killed by the formation.

He has an intuition that Lin Hao is definitely not an ordinary person, otherwise, he would not choose to follow Lin Hao, and he clearly knows that Lin Hao was chased and killed by the remnant soul of the Martial Saint, so he insisted on following him anyway.

Opportunities are for those who are prepared, and the wild dogs don't know whether the young master can kill the saint.

Needless to say, the strength of Samsara Martial Saint, even if it only exists as a remnant soul, his strength should not be underestimated. It is precisely because of this that Wild Dog is also very nervous, not knowing whether he can succeed.

"Young master, you must succeed."

Lin Hao controlled the formation, and used the craziest and fiercest offensive to not give the Snake Saint a chance to breathe. If he could not kill the opponent with the help of the formation, once the Snake Saint escaped, the Snake Saint who was prepared would continue to kill him. It's not that easy to get stuck.

"Break it for me!"

"I don't believe it. With the power of my Snake Saint, I can't even break through a small formation."

The Snake Saint's state of mind was completely confused, the released power turned into a rolling Yangtze River, and he fought back frantically. Not only that, the Snake Saint used his strongest move in his life, countless three-inch snake shadows.

Each three-inch snake continuously swallowed black mist, and countless black mist formed a tornado. From all directions, black mist tornadoes swept away one by one. If it was placed outside, one would know what it would mean, it was extremely terrifying.

Lin Hao, who controlled the eyes of the formation, frowned slightly. It seemed that he had underestimated the power of the remnant soul of a martial sage. The two formations were activated consecutively, but none of them killed the remnant soul of the snake sage.

The eyes are getting colder and colder, even if the power of the Snake Saint is very powerful, he must kill the Sage and keep the Snake Saint.

Snake Saint wants to get out of here alive, unless time goes back.

in the array.

Countless three-inch snakes began to fight back, but the sword energy was obviously the nemesis of the snakes, and they continued to kill the snakes.

As the little snake continued to fall, the snake saint's body began to tremble slightly, and he was attacked continuously, and his body had already been severely injured.

The sword energy disappeared, and the Yinfeng Guihou also disappeared. The Snake Saint began to laugh wildly. The laughter was filled with endless ridicule and contempt.

"I want to rely on a small formation to deal with me, dreaming."

Before the Snake Saint could react, the sword energy and ghostly roars that had just disappeared around him began to fill the entire space again, and began to attack frantically from all directions.

The most powerful attack in the soul-refining Shura array is soul-refining. Lin Hao didn't use the strongest attack of the formation before, in order to be able to hit it with one hit.

Just at this time.

Countless dark winds began to gather crazily. After a while, a huge black wind dragon with a hundred feet condensed and surrounded by countless sword auras surrounded it. It was cold, bloody, and palpitating.

The endless bloody evil wind filled the entire formation space, and the dragon chanted and roared up to the sky.

Of course, the Snake Saint could sense the terrifying power contained in the huge dragon formed by the gathering wind and sword aura, and he felt tightly suppressed in the depths of his soul.

(End of this chapter)