Shiyun hid behind Guo Huai and quietly crushed a spiritual talisman. This was a Yingzhen talisman that Wen Mingyue gave her to ask for help. A small fluctuation occurred in the space, but it still did not escape Wang Changsheng's eyes.
"What did you just do? Humph, no matter how much you resist today, you will be buried with my Wuji child, and no one can run away!"
Wang Changsheng looked at the two people with sinister eyes, as if he were looking at dead people. With a wave of his hand, a monk in the transformation stage controlled the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to form a barrier, which instantly enveloped the two people.
Now they can't escape no matter what.
Guo Huai pinched his fingers, and a great ghost king at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage emerged from the soul-binding flag. It was huge in stature, and its body was filled with ghostly aura, blocking the way of Guo Huai and Shi Yun.
Wang Changsheng said with a look of disdain: "This is your method of undermining the situation. Owning a great ghost king at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, you do have some arrogant capital."
"But it's still not enough in my eyes. Let me show you the gap between the Divine Transformation Stage and the Nascent Soul Stage!"
Wang Changsheng stretched out his finger, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered on his fingertips, forming a dazzling golden light.
"disease!"
A ray of golden light flew out from Wang Changsheng's fingertips. The Great Ghost King rushed forward and punched out. The gloomy ghost energy condensed into a black fist mark to meet the golden light.
"puff"
The golden light first shattered the black fist seal, and without losing momentum, it then penetrated the black ghost body of the great ghost king. A huge black hole appeared on the ghost king's body. The ghost king's ghost body shook violently, turned into a black light, and was sucked into the soul-detaining flag. Went back.
Guo Huai took a breath, feeling cold all over, and his body tensed up. Although he had guessed the gap between the Nascent Soul stage and the Divine Transformation stage before, he didn't expect the gap to be so big.
The Great Ghost King at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage could not withstand a casual finger from a monk in the Transformation Stage.
Wang Changsheng said fiercely: "Go to hell! Bury Wuji's child with me!"
Wang Changsheng stretched out his hand and slapped it with his palm. The endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the air condensed into a huge palm print, which pressed down with a breath of destruction.
Guo Huai doesn't want to sit still and wait for death. Even if Mantis blocks the car, he will fight to the death because behind him is Shiyun, his fiancée.
Even if he knew it was death, as a man and a husband, he would still stand in front of her.
"Phantom Sword Technique! Eighty-one swords, ninety-nine in one!"
Guo Huai roared loudly, and rose into the sky with the long sword in his hand. Eighty-one sharp sword shadows converged on the long sword in his hand, and his spiritual power was pushed to the limit.
A huge spiritual sword emitting black light, carrying the momentum of going forward to break through everything, collided with the huge handprint that was taken as if it was death.
"boom!"
The huge spiritual sword collapsed piece by piece under the aura of the hand seal that destroyed the world. Seeing that the spiritual sword was about to completely collapse, Guo Huai gritted his teeth and used his special skill.
"Shenhun Sword Intent! Kill me!"
A dazzling white light flew out from between Guo Huai's eyebrows. A soul as tall as Guo Huai held a sharp sword, crossed the space and surpassed everything, and shot into Wang Changsheng's eyebrows.
"Buzz!"
Wang Changsheng felt dizzy. Fortunately, the Yuan Shen was extremely powerful. The Yuan Ying of the monk in the transformation stage had transformed into the Yuan Shen. Although this blow was very strong, it still could not really hurt Wang Changsheng.
But it was at this moment that Guo Huai was given a chance.
"The water passes without leaving a trace!"
The next second after Guo Huai disappeared, he appeared in front of Wang Changsheng. The opportunity was right in front of him, life and death depended on this moment!
"Seven Bones Vase!"
"Black sand vase!"
Guo Huai controlled two treasure bottles and sprayed green poisonous mist and black poisonous sand at Wang Changsheng at high speed!
At this moment, Wang Changsheng also came back to his senses, and saw a hint of mockery in the corner of his mouth, facing the poisonous smoke and poisonous sand that had been pushed into his eyes.
He waved his hand gently, and the poisonous sand and poisonous smoke in the sky were swept up by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and flew backward towards Guo Huai.
Guo Huai couldn't avoid it. With a pinch of his fingers, red light erupted from the mouths of the two treasure bottles, and the poisonous smoke and poisonous sand were collected into the bottles.
Wang Changsheng was aloof and said with a joking look on his face: "Use whatever skills you have! Otherwise you will have no chance in the future!"
Wang Changsheng twisted his fingers, and the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed in his fingertips. He flicked it casually, and a round light shot out from his fingertips, shooting toward Guo Huai with a terrifying aura.
Guo Huai knew that he would definitely die this time. He had killed countless people since he started practicing martial arts, and now that he died at the hands of others, he had nothing to say.
It's just a pity that Shiyun has to accompany him to death. Shiyun is only in her twenties now, which is the best years of her life, the same age as Hua.
He turned his head and glanced at Shiyun, touched her head lovingly and said: "I'm sorry, Shiyun! If there is an afterlife, I will love you well again!"
Shiyun shook her head and said with clear eyes, "Brother Huai, I won't let you die!"
"boom!"
Shiyun rushed to the sky in front of Guo Huai and crushed a talisman. An awe-inspiring aura spurted out from the talisman, forming a huge light shield in front of them.
This is a talisman specially made by Wen Mingyue for Shiyun. It contains one-third of the power of a monk in the transformation stage.
Now Shiyun took it out to resist Wang Changsheng's attack.
"boom!"
The flying round light hit the aura shield on the talisman. The round light paused briefly and then exploded violently. The power of the explosion easily shattered the aura shield, but most of its power was offset by the aura shield.
However, its aftermath still hit Shi Yun. Guo Huai's eyes were red and his liver was about to burst. He flew into the air and hugged Shi Yun. A layer of red light emitted from his body wrapped around the two of them.
However, the aftermath of the monk's casual attack still knocked the two of them to the ground.
Although Guo Huai withstood the aftermath of most explosions with his powerful physical defense, Shi Yun was still hurt by the aftermath.
The medium-grade Lingbao spruce cassock Shiyun wore was also damaged by the aftermath of the explosion. Shiyun lay in Guo Huai's arms and vomited blood, her face pale and motionless with her eyes closed.
If it weren't for his weak breathing, Guo Huai would have thought Shi Yun was dead.
He put his hand on Shiyun's chest and input spiritual energy frantically, trying to preserve Shiyun's heart pulse.
Wang Changsheng, who was standing high in the air, couldn't help laughing when he saw Guo Huai's painful expression.
"Hahaha~~~~"
He just liked to watch Guo Huai in pain, watching his lover die in his arms, but there was nothing he could do.
The mental damage made him feel happier than simply killing Guo Huai. You let me experience the pain of losing a son, and I also let you experience the pain of losing a wife.
Qi Yuezong and Luo Fan Palace.
Wen Mingyue, who was practicing in seclusion, suddenly sensed a message from Ying Zhen Fu. Shi Yun was in danger and was asking for help.
She dodged and flew out of the retreat. With the tracking of the breath corresponding to the true talisman, she quickly sensed the location of Shiyun. The spiritual consciousness of the monks in the transformation stage was three hundred miles away, which was true.
