Urban Witcher

Only in this way, otherwise even he couldn't bear it.

The two forces collided, and the aftermath merged into the sea below them, like a depth bomb going down. The sea exploded in an instant, creating a black hole hundreds of meters deep, and then, the tide surged madly towards the middle, forming a black hole. With a force of rotation, they soared upwards, bringing them to the highest point in the sky. The huge water column swirled and roared, like a nine dragon absorbing water, straight into the sky.

"Impulse will make you pay the price." Patriarch Styx's voice trembled, but there was still confidence in it.

"You melted the three spirit bodies, but still can't kill me, isn't it a bit sad?"

Just a little bit.

Patriarch Minghe was also very frightened, and he was only a little bit close to being unable to bear it.

Pooh!

A sword suddenly stuck in his back, and a stream of green water came out.

Um?

Before Old Ancestor Styx came back to his senses, a powerful force poured into his body along the sword on his back. Although this force was not considered strong to him, it was almost the last thing that crushed the camel. a straw.

who!

Patriarch Minghe turned his head angrily, and saw the Four Treasures - the monk whose whole body was harder than a rock!

A mouthful of green mucus was sprayed towards Sibao, and landed on Luo Hanjin of Sibao, white smoke came out with a bang.

Sibao groaned.

"Can it withstand it?" Wu Jiawei's soul asked in the consciousness of the Four Treasures. While controlling the hand of the Four Treasures, he pulled the long sword sideways, tearing a bigger gap on the back of the ancestor Minghe.

"You want to kill me too!"

Patriarch Minghe was furious, but he had to resist the original force of yin and yang, and his body was entangled by the wind, so he couldn't move his body, so he could only spit at him again.

The mucus is mixed with the bloody gas of the Styx River. Ordinary creatures will die when they touch it. Even if their cultivation base is deep, they can't hold it for long. It is also because the Arhat Golden Body of the Four Treasures is too buggy. Patriarch Styx had two mouthfuls of mucus.

"Fuck, this big spider's phlegm is so uncomfortable..." Sibao's soul complained to Wu Jiawei, "I can't stand it for long, hurry up, or we will die here together."

"I'll give him a hard blow!"

Wu Jiawei used the method to spit all his cultivation into the ancestor Minghe's body through the Zangfeng sword, searching for his primordial spirit.

"Um?"

Ancestor Minghe was surprised when he noticed his purpose.

"Search for my primordial spirit, are you crazy?"

Patriarch Minghe spat at him again, this time it was not mucus, but spider silk, bound Sibao's whole body, and dragged him towards him with all his strength.

"Hurry up, I can't stand it anymore, Baimei, what are you doing, you can't do this!" Sibao cursed, "His primordial spirit is much stronger than you think, even if you find it, you can't destroy it, it will kill yourself of!"

"How will you know if you don't try!"

Wu Jiawei's paranoid side was revealed, and under the infiltration of consciousness, the Zangfeng sword became his hand, constantly searching in the body of the ancestor Minghe.

Sibao desperately resisted the spider silk, but was still being dragged over bit by bit. This is his limit. Even if it is Daofeng or Ye Shaoyang, it is impossible to do better than him. After all, Arhat's Golden Body is almost the best defensive spell in the world.

Daofeng also discovered their intentions, exhausted his last strength, and tightly bound the spirit body of Patriarch Minghe, preventing him from moving an inch.

All three parties were in extremely painful torment, and then formed a very delicate balance.

It's just that this balance can't be maintained for long, it depends on who can persist to the end among the three parties.

Four Treasures and Wu Jiawei can run, and there is still time to run now, but Wu Jiawei found the soul of the ancestor Minghe at this time, held it with the tip of his sword, and tried to smash it.

The primordial spirit of Patriarch Styx is extremely strong.

"Fuck, are you alright? I can't stand it anymore!"

"Soon..." Wu Jiawei also insisted.

pooh-

Dive in!

Wu Jiawei was overjoyed, the sharp edge of the sword finally pierced through the Yuanshen barrier of Patriarch Minghe, pierced it to the end in one breath, and then stirred vigorously.

"ah……"

Patriarch Styx only felt the world spin for a while, and moaned in pain.

These two ants in the world!

If it wasn't for a perfect coincidence, even if there were a hundred of them, how could they hurt me at all?

Even now, he is not willing to die in the hands of these two ant-like humans!

The spider threads wrapped around Sibao's body were tightened like ropes, and the Arhat's golden body cracked and shattered little by little.

"I can't stand it anymore... Baimei, go away!"

Suddenly a shadow covered the top of his head from above, helping them block the ubiquitous light curtain, which relieved him some pressure.

Sibao raised his head with difficulty, and saw two big snakes half hidden in the clouds.

Xiaoqing and Xiaobai are here too!

"I can't let you fight alone! Fight!" Xiaoqing lowered his head and smiled at them, because he is now in the state of his true self, and this smile looks a bit creepy.

Xiaoqing summoned a cloud of rain to block the light curtain for himself and the Sibao under him. Although he consumed a lot of energy, he finally gave Sibao and Wu Jiawei a chance to breathe. Xiaobai took the opportunity to sneak to Daofeng's side and kept calling him by name.

"Fengshen, can you hear me? Are you okay? Don't scare me!"

Xiaobai was about to cry. The whole body of Daofeng he saw had become translucent, like a human figure made up of grains of powder, with a flickering light source in the middle, which was the soul of Daofeng.

The golden "powder" was released by his primordial spirit, and then it kept floating towards the opposite ancestor Styx and attached to him.

His primordial spirit was so dim that it might go out at any time.

"Successful!"

A loud shout attracted everyone's attention.

As a large puff of green gas emerged from the wound on the big spider, his soul was cut off in the middle by the sharp Zangfeng sword, Wu Jiawei was so excited.

"Okay, the wind is blowing!"

Wu Jiawei pulled out his sword vigorously, and there was a sudden click, Wu Jiawei stared straight at the sword he had pulled out.

The Zangfeng Sword...is broken!

He raised his head suddenly, and a cloud of blood flew towards him, before he had time to react, his eyes went dark, and he couldn't see anything.

"Let's go..."

He almost subconsciously broke free from Sibao's body and went up to meet him.

With the shattering of the ancestor Yuanshen of Minghe, a group of extremely terrifying energy exploded, and Sibao and Xiaoqing were directly shaken out without even knowing the situation.

To some extent, this turned out to be a good thing—the huge shock wave directly threw them out of the range of the light curtain.

"White eyebrows!"

Sibao and Xiaoqing got up from the ground, looking for Wu Jiawei's shadow.

Wu Jiawei is still standing in the same place, his soul is gradually dissipating.

He turned his head with difficulty, looked towards Sibao, and then, a burst of energy blew away his soul, and the last image that disappeared was his two thick eyebrows.