Chapter 285 2 Sides Instant Kill

After noticing Wei Suo who was hiding, on the blue light curtain, the red-shirted cultivator of the Purple Myrtle Sect immediately took out a magic weapon like a black box, as if he wanted to sneak past it, but unexpectedly attacked Wei Suo look.

Seeing this scene, the monks present couldn't help but sympathize with Wei Suo who was hiding.

"boom!"

But at this moment, a giant pillar of thunder light suddenly appeared in the sky, and a huge roar spread far away. Immediately, this giant pillar of thunder slammed into one of the Blackwood Islands.

"It's so rough!"

A female nun's exclamation sounded on the sea.

"Heaven-level spell?!"

The exclamation of male cultivators on the sea also rang out.

From this point of view, there is still a difference in the perspective of the female cultivator and the male cultivator when they first look at things. The female cultivator first looked at whether the thing was big or thick, but the male cultivator noticed whether this giant pillar of lightning was useful or not. All I saw was that the Thunder Gang Qi radiating from the surface of this giant pillar of thunder light condensed into dove-like shapes and scattered in all directions. This kind of power is probably only the power of heaven-level spells.

Seeing this giant pillar of thunder and light, the minds of the two Ming Yuanzong elders were visibly shaken, and without saying hello, the six-sided refracting mirror swept towards that place.

"It's Auran Meng!"

When the scene on the blue light curtain changed and two monks appeared, the surrounding monks all realized why the two Ming Yuanzong elders were a little nervous.

One of the two monks was wearing a goose-yellow cassock, exuding a sharp and incomparable aura. It was the fifth level of the Ming Yuanzong's mind-splitting realm, and he was very sure to break through in twenty years. Ou Ranmeng, a genius disciple of a monk in the Jindan period.

The other one is a disciple of the Ziwei sect wearing a light green cassock. This handsome and aura disciple of the Ziwei sect is a cultivator of Fenglinggen, and he also has a cultivation base of the third level of the subconscious mind.

In the picture on the blue light curtain, one can only see a monster beast with a lion headed eagle body and bright red feathers, which is falling from the air by the giant pillar of thunder light, and its skin is cracked by the thunder light. miserable.

Fire Feather Griffon! This huge monster that fell like a huge boulder was a low-level fire-feathered griffin.

Below the fallen Fire Feather Griffin is a wide sea.

The sea lies between two large islands,

At this moment above the surface of the sea, a cyan bead the size of a fist is floating above the head of a disciple of the Ziwei sect who is wearing a light green cassock.

Strips of cyan brilliance emanated from this bead, forming a cyan mask, covering this Ziwei sect disciple within it.

Under the command of this disciple of the Ziwei Sect, a streak of azure brilliance danced around Ou Ranmeng's body at an astonishing speed.

This azure blue brilliance is like a slender flying sword about four feet long, extremely agile.

A magic weapon in the shape of a willow branch was suspended in front of Ou Ranmeng's body. This thing looked crystal clear, continuously emitting strips of blue brilliance, blocking every stab of the flying sword.

As he waved his hands leisurely, two spirals of golden lightning instantly condensed into a lightning spear in front of him, piercing into the body of the falling fire-feathered griffin.

Judging from this scene, Ou Ranmeng actually dealt with the monster and the disciple of the Ziwei Sect at the same time, and he still seemed to have the upper hand.

At this moment, at least five or six hundred miles away from here, Wei Suo and the red-shirted monk were in the forest, and there were obviously two halos of light, which should be Wei Suo and the monk. A Ziwei Sect disciple in a red shirt moved his hand.

Both sides are fired, but the refractor can only see one place.

For the elder Ming Yuanzong and most of the monks present, it was not difficult to choose.

On the one hand, there was a duel between a genius disciple of the fifth level of the mind-splitting state and a powerful monk who had practiced flying swords at the third level of the mind-splitting state, and on the other side was a hide-and-seek monk from the Sea Immortal Sect duel with others. Moreover, if the first level of the mind-splitting state meets the second-level of the mind-splitting state, it is estimated that he was killed by the opponent without any suspense.

So the two Ming Yuanzong elders didn't even turn the Refraction Dharma Realm to see where Wei Suo was.

At this moment, the monks on the sea suddenly burst into exclamation.

On the side of Ou Ranmeng and the disciples of the Ziwei sect who were in the third level of the mind-splitting state, there have been huge changes, and the scene is very hot.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the cultivator of the Ziwei sect wearing a light green cassock gritted his teeth fiercely. He did not know what kind of secret method he had cast, and his hands turned into a ball of green light, and he slapped himself on the forehead fiercely. .

"Fighting so hard that I bleed from my seven orifices first, Xiongtai can be regarded as the number one person in the ages."

If Wei Suo was watching the excitement outside at the moment, and seeing such a scene, he probably couldn't help admiring.

Because this cultivator of the Ziwei sect slapped his forehead with both hands, not to mention his mouth, even his eyes, nostrils and ears, blood flowed out. An extremely painful look also appeared on the face of this monk.

But at the same time, a light green brilliance shot out from behind this monk again!

"Double Flying Sword!"

The monks on the entire sea suddenly exploded with a bang.

This light green brilliance is actually another three feet long flying sword with a green body, and there are many bamboo leaf-like runes on the sword.

The imperial flying sword is different from using ordinary magic weapons, relying on sword tactics, splitting a strand of consciousness to attach to it.

A cultivator in the split-mind stage can only control one flying sword at most. This cultivator of the Ziwei sect can control two flying swords at the same time. It is obvious that the secret technique he uses is a technique that forcibly splits the consciousness.

This kind of technique is like splitting the whole head in half abruptly. After casting the spell, it will cause great damage to the consciousness.

And at this moment, the disciple of the Ziwei sect cast this kind of spell all at once, obviously because Ou Ranmeng's opponent was too strong, and he was going to desperately.

Judging from the screen, the quality of these two flying swords is not low. If this Ziwei sect disciple's cultivation level of the third level of the mind-splitting realm is used, the power will definitely exceed the two high-level magic weapons of the spiritual level.

"It's no wonder that Ziweizong dared to challenge Ming Yuanzong. The strength of this Ziweizong disciple, Shuangfeijian, is not weaker than ordinary fifth-level monks in the mind-splitting state."

Seeing such a scene, such thoughts appeared in the minds of most of the monks on the surrounding sea.

But Ou Ranmeng still looked very casual.

A dark green brilliance suddenly appeared in front of him.

This dark green brilliance is a magic weapon in the shape of a sickle. But this magic weapon in the shape of a sickle is also very big! It is as tall as a person, and the huge blade makes people feel shuddering when they see it.

At the same time as this terrifying magic weapon was sacrificed, strands of cyan brilliance gushed out from Ou Ranmeng's hands, wrapping around this magic weapon.

Immediately, with a flash of blue light, this magic weapon had already been chopped onto the blue light shield outside the body of the cultivator of the Ziwei Sect.

The cyan mask was cut through like a layer of paper!

The two winds and waves visible to the naked eye separated on both sides along the flight route of the magic weapon of Auranmeng. Although no sound could be heard, just looking at the scene of the two winds and waves stirring up such a scene, one can see the strength of this magic weapon. How amazing the power is.

The disciples of the Ziwei Sect in the blue light curtain were terrified, and the two sword lights were suddenly withdrawn, slashing at the sickle-shaped magic weapon.

But these two flying swords, which were stronger than a top-rank spiritual weapon, were chopped into two without stopping!

Amidst the cries of the monks on the sea, the blue light just flashed, and this Ziwei sect disciple was cut into two sections by lazy waist.

This astonishingly powerful Ziwei sect disciple was killed by Ou Ranmeng in a flash!

Seeing this scene, even Zixing Daoist, the Jindan cultivator, turned pale.

"This guy not only has a sky-level lightning spell, but also a spell that can cooperate with the magic weapon to enhance the power of the magic weapon! This strike, I am afraid it has the power of a mid-level Dao-level magic weapon. How can such a power be so powerful?" A cultivator in the mind-splitting realm can resist it!"

Many monks present were dripping with cold sweat.

If it was a magic weapon of the Dao rank, the members of the Ziwei Sect would definitely be making trouble by now. Now that no one from the Ziwei Sect has made a sound, it can only show that Ou Ranmeng's magic weapon is at most a top-rank magic weapon, but he has a unique technique that can cooperate with this magic weapon, just like plating a Like a layer of coating, it increases the attack power of this magic weapon.

Sure enough, he is a genius disciple born in the world, and his strength has reached such a level!

On the blue light curtain, Ou Ranmeng calmly put the body of the Fire Feather Griffin into the treasure bag, and then put all the things on the disciple of the Ziwei sect who was killed by him in a second. After that, it disappeared on the sea in a blink of an eye.

The two elders of Ming Yuanzong were so proud that they would die.

So far, the Ziwei Sect has already lost three monks just in the images captured by the refracting mirror, and the Ming Yuan Sect monks have stole the limelight.

After looking at each other, the two Ming Yuanzong elders glanced maliciously at the calm and composed Xuanyuan Patriarch, and then immediately turned the refracting mirror towards Wei Suo's direction.

In the imagination of these two Ming Yuanzong elders, Wei Suo's end at this time should be very miserable.

"What!"

But what made the eyes of these two Ming Yuanzong elders widen in disbelief, and at the same time, what made the real Zixing and the rest of the Ziweizong elders almost jumped up was a thieves' cyan figure, a Shan disappeared into the dense forest ahead. And in the open space behind, the body of the monk in red was lying on the ground, his whole body seemed to be crushed by some boulder.

Spike?

There was an unbelievable gasp on the sea.

That is, the moment Ou Ranmeng killed the disciple of the Ziwei sect, the red shirt monk was already dead. That is to say, this guy from Sea Immortal Sect killed this cultivator with double mind-splitting level in a single meeting?

The two Ming Yuanzong elders, whose eyes were full of disbelief, immediately controlled the refracting mirror by coincidence, and swept towards the direction Wei Suodun was heading for.

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