Chapter 552

The terrifying Soul Requiem Zhong Bo instantly enveloped Lin Chuan's body, and Susano's powerful defense had little effect on this non-physical attack.

"This is the strongest attack I can send out right now. It hits the soul directly. I want to see what ability your green dragon has to defend!" Zhang Cheng roared with a crazy look on his face.

He did not hesitate to expend his own power to put Lin Chuan to death, because he saw Qinglong's terrifying talent. If he was allowed to grow, even if he recovered his cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage in the outside world, he would be killed one day. This Qinglong played to death, this is a gap in talent, not in strength.

He knew very well in his heart that this might be his last chance to kill Qinglong, if he couldn't catch it, he might be the one who died in the future.

However, at this moment, a layer of black light diffused from Lin Chuan's body, turning into a strange barrier to block Lin Chuan's side, and strange fluctuations rippling from Lin Chuan's body, as if there was a gap between the heaven and the earth. It lost its light in an instant.

The next moment, the terrifying bell of the Soul Requiem Bell swung across this layer of light curtain without leaving the slightest trace, let alone breaking through this layer of defense.

"What!" Zhang Cheng's eyes widened in shock, his face full of disbelief.

The powerful blow he used at the expense of his cultivation base, even the blow that could seriously injure a Nascent Soul cultivator, had no effect on Qinglong at all. When he saw the result, he even felt unreal like a dream.

"What's going on? Why didn't Zhang Cheng's Soul Bell work!" Song Hongbing said with a horrified expression.

As a long-established Nascent Soul Stage monk, Zhang Cheng still has a place in the Land of Fire. Many people know that he has a powerful magic weapon that can directly attack the soul, even people with higher cultivation levels than Zhang Cheng. When I met him, I had to be careful, but the scene just now made everyone dumbfounded.

Qinglong ignored the strongest blow of the Soul Requiem Bell, and completely ignored it!

At this moment, the ancestor of Fengtai, who was pierced through Lin Chuan's ten-fist sword in the chest, saw this scene, and no longer had any hope for Zhang Cheng, and knew that he was gone today.

"Qinglong! You and I are inseparable! If you lose today, I will definitely get it back ten times and a hundred times in the future!" Fengtai Patriarch roared furiously.

The next moment, a golden light erupted from Fengtai Patriarch's body, and a golden villain struggled to escape from the dantian. Suppressed by the Immortal Mansion, I am afraid that everyone here will be overthrown under this terrifying atmosphere.

"Yuanying is separated from the body!! This Fengtai patriarch's cultivation is probably about to step into the realm of transforming gods!" Song Hongbing said as he watched this scene in shock.

"The Nascent Soul can only be separated from the body during the transformation stage. I didn't expect that the ancestor of Fengtai would do this step ahead of time. Even if it was only a short period of time, it was enough for him to escape this killing!" Ink Chan's eyes flashed slightly, Said with some regret.

If you can kill this Nascent Soul Dzogchen monk here, it will undoubtedly deal a heavy blow to everyone and bring new deterrence, but the strength of this ancestor of Fengtai is too powerful, far surpassing the average The monk, at this moment of being about to be killed, unexpectedly showed the ability of the Nascent Soul to separate from the body. I really underestimated him before.

The other Nascent Soul cultivators who saw this scene all breathed a sigh of relief. If Fengtai Patriarch was really beheaded here, they might all turn around and run away.

However, before everyone's tense nerves could relax, Lin Chuan's icy voice lifted the hearts of everyone present.

"Hmph! Want to escape? Unfortunately, it's too late! If you are stabbed by my ten-fist sword, you will sink into a dreamland of drunkenness and death for the rest of your life!" Lin Chuan sneered, and slowly drew the long sword burning with golden red light in his hand. Turning back, it turned into a large amount of wine, and poured it back into the wine gourd.

At the same time, everyone saw a strange scene. Fengtai Patriarch's body melted strangely, like a mass of viscous liquid. Pulling away from the wine gourd, Nascent Soul who wanted to escape before was not spared, his whole body was elongated and melted, and fell into the wine gourd in Susano's right hand along with the Ten Fist Sword.

The Ten Fist Sword itself carries the technique of sealing, and it uses sealing to achieve the purpose of illusion, which can be regarded as another level of powerful illusion.

At this moment, Fengtai Patriarch, who was hit by the Ten Fist Sword, was suppressed by this terrifying sealing force, and was forced to be trapped in a drunken dream-like illusion, even his Nascent Soul could not be spared.

This can only be blamed on Fengtai Patriarch's bad luck. If it was any other person, even as long as Lin Chuan didn't use the Ten Fist Sword, his Nascent Soul could easily escape from the body. At the current state, no one can stop it he.

However, Lin Chuan used Susano, and successfully summoned the powerful sealed sword of Ten Fist Sword, and the formation of Xianfu suppressed Fengtai ancestor Yuanying, making it unable to perform at all. The strength that Yuanying should have was directly sealed by Lin Chuan's ten-fist sword sealing power, and was pulled into the world of drunkenness, dreams and death bit by bit.

With the appearance of this terrifying scene, everyone on the scene was stunned, even those cultivators who made the formula forgot to continue casting spells, and could only watch Fengtai Patriarch's body being turned into liquid, and received Xu Zuo Can be almost in the wine gourd.

After successfully sealing the ancestor of Fengtai, Lin Chuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. The gluttonous dragon ball in his right palm was only the size of a marble, and it could not last long. If he could not win a certain victory, he might really have to escape temporarily. Here it is.

But fortunately, Fengtai Patriarch, the most dangerous and powerful guy, has been taken care of by him, and Zhang Cheng's Soul Requiem Bell not far away was blocked by the Maha Bible. There are not many people in the Sutra Pavilion that can pose a threat to him.

Song Hongbing counted as one, and the commander of the imperial guards who had been waiting for an opportunity on the periphery counted as one. The others were just a foil. When the army was defeated, these people would definitely run faster than rabbits.

"His ten-fist sword has sealed the ancestor of Fengtai, and it can no longer be used. Let's go!" Song Hongbing yelled through gritted teeth.

He has no way out at this time, he can only fight to the end, otherwise he will be chased and killed by Qinglong!

Moreover, Song Hongbing had already noticed that those casual cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage showed hesitation. If these people quit now, then he really had no choice but to run away. The strength of Qinglong was not something he could compete with alone. He didn't know how long this damn Susanoo could last. If he could still erupt in such a horrible way just now, he would probably follow in the footsteps of Fengtai's ancestor.

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