Chapter 691: Nightmare Art!

Tens of thousands of warships are located within the range, not very far from Mercury. At this moment, the Red Sea covers all directions. With the joint efforts of these tens of thousands of monks, all the cultivation bases will be integrated into the Red Sea, and refining will begin!

It is said to be refining, but in fact, under the auspices of Chilin and other four people, this will be a special magic circle!

The root of this magic circle is actually an extremely vicious secret technique of the Weiyang Clan, its name is Melting Soul and Destroying Magic Spirit!

To put it simply, the whole process is to forcefully pour a large number of soul bodies into the embryo body in a special way, so that the embryo body is continuously refined to form an existence similar to a human bomb, and after the blessing and transformation of the formation, Once self-detonation, the resulting power is not only the superposition of all the soul body's own cultivation, but a geometric explosion.

The reason why it is vicious is because the more souls and bodies are integrated and the higher the cultivation level, the greater and more terrifying the power of self-destruction, and the astonishing number of Daoist monks in these tens of thousands of battleships, they obviously don't know it. The function is to provide the soul body!

And this formation will also allow them to gradually integrate their souls into it after their cultivation has been integrated, and become a part of the formation without knowing it.

These... are just one of Taoist Youran's plans!

At this moment, outside the range of the Red Sea, in the void of the starry sky, there are four areas that are hidden in the distortion. In each of these four areas, there are many warships of the Dao Palace. Daoist monks who came here to wait for the mission.

They are Taoist Youran's second plan!

It has to be said that Taoist Youran is indeed a ghost. When he was unable to leave after repairing the Weiyang clan's large ship, based on the appearance of Wang Baole and Feng Qiuran, in this short period of time and changes, he set a plan to destroy Venus. The plan for the second line of defense.

This plan is simple to say, it is to surround the spot to fight for aid, using Wang Baole and Feng Qiuran as bait to lure the Federation to rescue, how many will come and how many will be destroyed, and based on the judgment of Taoist You Ran, there is a certain possibility that the Federation will arrange a watch for this rescue. What appeared to be a counterattack was actually a battle of feints.

"Once this is the case... when they arrive, it will be the time when the soul-melting magic spirit will explode. This time, we have wiped out the main force of the Federation, and the Venus formation eyes in the solar system formation will be destroyed without attack!"

"I just hope that there will not be too few people coming!"

"However, even if no one comes to the rescue, having these two embryonic bodies capable of soul-melting and destroying magic spirits will have miraculous effects during the Battle of Venus!" Inside the Mercury Weiyang Clan's large ship, Taoist Lei Ran, who was sitting cross-legged, squinted. He raised his eyes, covered his expectant eyes, smiled slightly, and whispered softly.

Taoist Leisurely's soul-melting soul-destroying magic spirit is at a disadvantage due to the cultivation and knowledge of the Federation. Even if there is a solar system formation, it is difficult to detect and know, so at this moment it is still proceeding according to the original plan.

The army started and made a gesture of attacking. While leaving Venus and pressing forward, Li Xingwen and many people flew out ahead of time and rushed to the location agreed with Feng Qiuran.

Even so, every time the Federation launches, there are a large number of think tanks analyzing and deducing behind it, and inferring changes in the battle situation based on each clue, so even if such a vicious technique exists, the possibility of encircling the spot to help , was still added to the battle situation, so there are ways to deal with it in the original layout.

However, it is unknown how effective this method of coping will be.

But at this moment, Taoist Youran's plan and the Federation's rescue are in progress. At the center of this storm, in the area covered by the Red Sea, Wang Baole, who is in the two mist clusters that are being refined, is facing his life. , a rare difficult choice!

He doesn't know what's going on with Feng Qiuran now, but he knows very well that with his imperial armor and physical strength, he is being crazily corroded in this red mist, so Feng Qiuran may last longer than himself Not much, and most likely not as good as myself.

This red mist is extremely strange, not only suppressed, blocked, and corrupted, but also has an indescribable coldness, and no matter how Wang Baole struggles, it will be of no avail. He feels like he has become a flying insect, and This blood mist is like a big hand, pinching itself in the palm, not to mention that it cannot escape, even if it moves, it is very reluctant.

I can only watch the red mist gradually corrode the emperor's armor. I can imagine that once the emperor's armor is completely eroded, my body, Nascent Soul and even my soul will be instantly melted by the mist after losing the protection of the emperor's armor.

"Even if I have spiritual fat, it's just a delay..." Wang Baole's heart became more and more heavy. Although he couldn't detect the changes outside, and didn't know if he was still in the same place, he was very uneasy in his heart.

"If the Weiyang people use me and Feng Qiuran as bait..." Wang Baole thought of this, his eyes narrowed, and his heart became more anxious. He tried to break free again, but nothing changed. This made him gradually irritable, and his sense of crisis became stronger. If I go down, I'm afraid I'll be close to death!

"The only way is to constantly explode the avatars. Instead of being trapped and waiting to die, it is better to see if we can completely blow up here... The only concern is that it will be difficult to fight against the four psychics after the explosion... No , and Mie Liezi must be chasing after him!" Wang Baole struggled in his heart, regretting that this place is not close to Mars, otherwise, he would be able to summon the Underworld at any cost.

"Never mind!" Wang Baole gritted his teeth with ferocity in his eyes, and was about to condense his avatar to explode, but at the moment when his avatar condensed and wanted to explode, suddenly his eyes widened, and he looked at the rolling body in front of him. Fog!

In this bloody mist, a face flashed by. Although this face disappeared in a flash, Wang Baole still saw the ferocity and greed on his expression. He seemed to think that Wang Baole's place was very delicious and wanted to take a bite.

"This is..." Wang Baole's heart was beating wildly, he gave up his avatar and blew himself up, but opened his eyes wide and carefully checked the surrounding mist. Soon, he saw a face again, which was different from the previous one. Zhang's face was blank.

This scene made Wang Baole's eyes light up, but he did not act rashly, but continued to wait, and gradually, more and more faces appeared, including men and women, some ferocious, some confused, some greedy, some wretched.

At the same time as various faces appeared, strands of soul fluctuations also condensed in the mist and spread to Wang Baole.

"Sleepy pillow?" Wang Baole blinked, and his heart soon became ecstatic. What he feared most were souls. As a son of Ming, seeing these souls was no different from seeing slaves.

The appearance of these souls made Wang Baole start a careful analysis while being pleasantly surprised.

"I don't know why there is a soul, but as long as there are more souls in the mist, if there are more souls, it is not impossible to lift the blockade with my dark method, and there is no need to explode the clone!"

"And the soul body can also be used as my means... But after the blockade is lifted, even with the soul body controlling it, it is almost impossible to fight against four gods and a large number of monk warships, and to rescue Feng Qiuran." Wang Baole thought Here, squint your eyes.

"Unless my combat power can explode by leaps and bounds in a very short period of time..."

"Combat power... isn't killing to a certain extent, so... Nightmare Art..." Wang Baole's eyes showed a hint of madness. The road of Nightmare Art is destined to be killing and enlightenment. He doesn't want to go unless it is a last resort. After all, Nascent Soul Cultivation Technique is the bridge between foundation and sublimation, it is very important, and to some extent can determine the level of the future.

"Without the present, how can we talk about the future!" Wang Baole is also a decisive person. At this moment, his eyes are slowly bloodshot, and he is firm in his murmurs. He no longer hesitates. Although he can't lift his hands, he is silently reciting the words of the Nightmare Art Taoism.

Soon, a strange closed black eye was gradually outlined on his back, exuding bursts of black aura, contaminating the surroundings, covering all directions, and at the same time, a sinister and cold feeling gradually emerged. From Wang Baole's body, it is faintly revealed!