Chapter 997: The Eighth Protector Aoxuantuo
Chapter 997: The Eighth Protector Aoxuantuo
The soul-suppressing seal is made of divine soul.
When it was printed on the soul-locking disk, it immediately penetrated into the soul-locking disk and struck the spirit of the soul-locking disk.
In the silence, Cheng Feng vaguely heard a muffled groan.
Immediately afterwards, the blood light around the soul-locking disk suddenly decreased, and the bloody lines instantly became stiff and sluggish.
At the same time, the huge body also shrank rapidly.
It was like a mountain collapsing, the scene was extremely scary!
"what happened?"
"What kind of evil method did that righteous bastard use to cause the Soul Locking Plate to collapse in an instant?"
Seeing the scene of the Soul Locking Disc disintegrating, those Blood God Cult warriors who had been mocking Cheng Feng just now were dumbfounded.
Some people even thought they were hallucinating and rubbed their eyes violently.
However, no matter how much they rubbed their eyes, the picture did not change at all.
At the same time, countless miles away.
The expression of the eighth guardian of the Blood God Cult, who was trapped in the super formation, suddenly changed.
"The spirit of the Soul Locking Plate is injured?"
The eighth guardian whispered: "I want to see who is so bold that he insists on killing Yun'er!"
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"Damn, damn!"
Behind the collapsed soul-locking disk, Xiao Yun's face turned pale, without any trace of blood: "How can this bastard soul be so tyrannical?"
"The soul of the Soul Locking Plate is thicker and more solid than the soul of a peak Broken Realm master, but it was injured with just one blow!"
At this time, Xiao Yun was shocked and angry.
He never thought that the Soul Suppressing Seal would be so powerful.
With just one blow, the Soul Locking Plate was severely damaged, thereby destroying his last life-saving trump card.
Without the protection of the Soul Locking Plate, he would be as fragile as a chicken in Cheng Feng's hands and could be crushed to death with just a raise of his hand.
"Run away, run away quickly!"
When I saw the huge soul-locking disk like a mountain, more than half of it had collapsed in an instant.
A flash of fear flashed in Xiao Yun's eyes, and he immediately endured the severe pain and used his body and martial arts to escape.
Ignore the chain soul disk!
Under the Soul Locking Plate, Cheng Feng was also quite surprised.
In fact, even he himself did not expect that using the soul-suppressing seal would be effective in one blow.
This fully demonstrates that the soul-suppressing seal is a very terrifying soul technique.
"It seems that I need to practice this martial arts more in the future."
Cheng Feng whispered: "Once you cultivate it to a perfect level, it will be of great use!"
In a whisper, Cheng Feng glanced at Xiao Yun who was running away and was not in a hurry to pursue him.
Instead, he turned his eyes and looked at the bloody and shattered Soul Locking Plate.
This soul-locking disk is a top-notch Taoist weapon. Although the soul-suppressing seal just injured the soul of the weapon, the damage was not serious.
At this time, the body formed by the blood collapsed and became the size of a sea bowl again. It immediately rose into the sky with the intention of flying to the hands of its original owner.
"Want to leave? I think you should stay!"
Seeing this, Cheng Feng smiled coldly.
Immediately, he stretched out his right hand, and when he was about to display the half-baked Xingdian secret skill, the hand of God buzzed~~~
A big hand with gray-black flames suddenly condensed around the soul-locking disk.
While breathing, he grabbed the Soul Locking Plate between his big hands, unable to escape.
"presumptuous!"
At this moment, the Soul Locking Plate suddenly burst into blood.
The next moment, a middle-aged man appeared from the bloody light and let out a domineering roar that made people's ears numb.
"The eighth protector, that's the eighth protector!"
"Haha, the eighth protector is here, now let's see how that righteous bastard can still jump around!"
The Blood God Cult warriors who were watching the battle from afar saw this scene and shouted loudly.
Because the middle-aged man who emerged from the bloody light was none other than Aoxuantuo, the eighth protector of the Blood God Sect.
"Hell's Black Flame?"
After the eighth protector appeared, a pair of eyes looked over.
Just by scanning Cheng Feng's body, he could see through the source of Cheng Feng's power: "It turns out that he used the power of the black flames of hell. As for his own cultivation, it seems that he has not even reached the true dragon level."
"This kind of thing wants to kill my beloved disciple, is it possible that he is tired of it?"
Hearing what the Eighth Protector said, the scene exploded.
"What? That righteous bastard's own cultivation level hasn't even reached the True Dragon level?"
"He didn't even reach the True Dragon level, but he killed so many of our masters. This person is too terrifying!"
"No, the reason why this person is so powerful is because of the power of the black flames of hell."
"And the Black Flame of Hell is rumored to be the ninth-ranked existence on the ancient strange fire list."
For a moment, everyone was talking, marveling at Cheng Feng's good luck in being recognized by the Black Flame of Hell.
However, the old man in green robe felt vaguely that something was not right.
Because he had fought against Cheng Feng, he knew that Cheng Feng could easily kill an Ancestral Dragon-level master even without using Hell's Black Flame.
Secondly, according to his impression, the black flames of hell seemed to have been conquered by Cheng Feng.
"Hell's Black Flame...Cheng Feng?"
The old man in green robe stared at Cheng Feng, his eyes widened: "Could this bastard pretending to be a disciple of Black Face Xuan be the super dark horse Cheng Feng of Qianlong Academy?"
Just when the old man in green robe guessed Cheng Feng's true identity based on the four words "Hell's Black Flame".
Xiao Yun, who was running away, also suddenly realized.
"Cheng Feng, it turns out to be Cheng Feng?"
Xiao Yun smiled miserably and said: "It is rumored that Dao Youyi is Cheng Feng's master. It is reasonable for him to come to rescue Dao Youyi."
"It's only my fault that I used myself to save others and thought that the Yucang River was so dangerous that Cheng Feng, a mere Broken Realm warrior, would never dare to come to the rescue, thus entering into a misunderstanding."
"I mistook Cheng Feng for one of my own, which resulted in today's bitter consequences!"
At this time, above a tributary of the Yucang River.
Cheng Feng raised his eyes and saw that the eighth guardian had extremely big ears and deep eyes. He was wearing clothes embroidered with mysterious runes. He was very mysterious.
In particular, the opponent's eyesight was very sharp, and he could see through Cheng Feng's strength at a glance.
"The eighth protector of the Blood God Sect is truly worthy of his reputation."
Cheng Feng smiled lightly and said, "It's just that you are just an empty shell now."
"So don't show off your power in front of me!"
Cheng Feng possesses the Divine Eye of Creation. When he glanced at the eighth protector, he realized that the other person was only transformed by a ray of divine thought and was not his true body at all.
"Divinity?"
"This eighth protector is actually just a wisp of spiritual thought?"
After hearing Cheng Feng's words, the Blood God Cult warrior who had been cheering loudly just now became mute in an instant.
Like a chicken or duck with its neck stuck, it fell into despair again.
As for the old man in green robe and Xiao Yun, their expressions remained unchanged.
Because they have long discovered that the eighth guardian is a ray of spiritual thought, not the real body.
"Hmph, you should be glad that what comes right now is just a wisp of my spiritual thoughts."
The Eighth Guardian snorted coldly: "If my true form comes, I can crush you to death with just a wave of my hand!"
"So, if you don't want to die, get out of here immediately!"