Chapter 1179: The Terror of the Holy King's Shadow

In Luo Zhen's shocked eyes, the terrifying humanoid phantom grew rapidly like a balloon. In just a few breaths, the phantom swelled to an unprecedented level. Google Search Reading

He had the sky above his head and the earth under his feet. He appeared between heaven and earth like a peerless giant, and exuded the terrifying aura of the extremely fierce Saint King.

Seeing this, Luo Zhen took back the Taixuan Mantis Group without thinking, and then his figure flashed and escaped into the void.

The void was squirming, and Luo Zhen directly performed the time and space escape technique and fled quickly to the distance.

He had to run.

No matter how arrogant Luo Zhen was, no matter how powerful his methods were, he was definitely not a match for the Saint King with his current strength.

Let alone fighting, the phantom might be able to crush him with just one finger.

"Damn it! What secret technique did Zhuge Dao use to summon such a powerful phantom? Hiss, this guy just said, Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, please descend to me?"

"Did he invite Lord of Ten Thousand Swords? Is the phantom between heaven and earth the energy projection of Lord of Ten Thousand Swords?"

While escaping at high speed, Luo Zhen thought quickly.

At this moment, Luo Zhen suddenly sensed a crisis of death. He looked up and saw that the human-shaped phantom at the end of his sight had an illusory long sword in his hand.

Holding the long sword, the human-shaped phantom slashed down heavily!

"Boom!"

The void exploded at this moment. Luo Zhen, who escaped into the void, uncontrollably released the state of hiding and escaping, and was slashed by a sword.

"Bang" sound!

After the illusory long sword slashed, Luo Zhen was slashed on the spot and turned into a ball of blood mist.

A gust of wind blew, and the blood mist dissipated and merged into the world, and Luo Zhen's figure was no longer there.

Nothing.

Even Luo Zhen's demon soul did not stay.

Seeing this, Zhuge Dao laughed wildly.

"Haha, hahaha!" Zhuge Dao was like a madman, almost roaring, "Luo Zhen, aren't you very powerful? Aren't you a genius? Can't you challenge one against three?"

"Come on, keep jumping!"

"I summoned the Holy King projection of the Ten Thousand Swords God, and easily beat you into a ball of blood mist with a sword, leaving you without even a complete corpse."

"Hahaha!"

Zhuge Dao continued to laugh triumphantly.

However, he was proud for a short while, and his face suddenly turned red, and he spit out a large mouthful of dark red thick blood.

As the thick blood spurted out, his breath became more and more weak, and his realm directly dropped to the level of the Holy Seat.

As his strength became unstable, the summoned Holy King Shadow also trembled and dimmed a little, as if it would collapse at any time.

"Ahem, the cost of summoning the Holy King Shadow is too high, I can't bear it anymore," Zhuge Dao said with a bloody face. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and muttered to himself,

"The attack of the Holy King Shadow is extremely powerful. Luo Zhen is only a minor saint. No matter how powerful he is, he can never survive this attack.

"He must have fallen, not even a residual soul is left!"

After talking to himself for a while, Zhuge Dao released all his consciousness and began to search for Luo Zhen's traces and breath.

However, after searching for a full ten minutes, he found nothing.

"My guess is right, Luo Zhen has completely fallen, and the roots have been cut off!"

"Hehe, the power of the Holy King Shadow is so powerful. If Luo Zhen can still survive, that would be a strange thing! "

After Zhuge Dao finished speaking to himself, he couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of thick blood.

Then he turned around and left without thinking.

Now his strength has dropped sharply, and the Holy King's phantom can't last long, so he must return to the sect as quickly as possible.

If he continues to delay here, something unexpected might happen.

The environment in the cultivation world is extremely cruel, and people's hearts are complicated. There are many people who take advantage of others' misfortunes.

He dare not stay here any longer.

Accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air, Zhuge Dao left this place with the Holy King's phantom.

After Zhuge Dao left, the place returned to calm without any waves.

About ten minutes later.

"Swoosh! "

A beam of light suddenly shot from a distance, and it was so fast that it arrived at the battlefield from the horizon in the blink of an eye.

And in the beam of light, it was Zhuge Dao!

This guy didn't go far at all, and suddenly came back!

There was still a huge human-shaped shadow behind Zhuge Dao. He looked around cautiously, checked carefully, and nodded with satisfaction after finding nothing unusual.

"There is nothing unusual here, and there is no trace or breath of Luo Zhen. It seems that I thought too much. Luo Zhen is really dead. "

Zhuge Dao muttered to himself before he really left.

After Zhuge Dao walked away, suddenly, a crack appeared in the void of the battlefield.

Luo Zhen's demon soul flew out from the crack in the void, and after the demon soul burst out with a spiritual light, Luo Zhen regained his flesh and blood.

However, Luo Zhen's expression was extremely listless at this time, and his breath was very weak.

Although he did not fall, he lost his life, and his original power was also greatly damaged.

The attack of the Holy King phantom summoned by Zhuge Dao was so powerful that he was not killed by a sword, which was enough to prove that Luo Zhen was strong. How could he ask for so much!

"System, thank you for saving my life in time," Luo Zhen sincerely thanked, "If it weren't for your timely help, even if I had 20 lives, it would not be enough for that Saint King phantom to kill me."

"It's okay, it's okay, you and I are one, saving you is saving myself." The voice of the system came slowly.

In the previous battle, after Luo Zhen's body was chopped off by a sword, the demon soul was wrapped by the system and entered a magical space.

Therefore, there was no trace or breath of him in the outside world, which is why Zhuge Dao thought he was completely dead.

After all, the strength of the Saint King phantom was too strong, and Luo Zhen lost his demon soul and no breath. In Zhuge Dao's mind, he naturally thought that Luo Zhen had fallen.

This is also a very normal idea.

After all, Zhuge Dao didn't know that Luo Zhen had such a heaven-defying existence as the system, which could actually help Luo Zhen escape death.

"Speaking of which, Zhuge Dao is really powerful. He can actually summon a phantom of the Saint King level," Luo Zhen said in shock.

"Fortunately, this move seems to be a great burden to Zhuge Dao, and it cannot be used frequently."

"If it can be used frequently, Zhuge Dao will be amazing."

"Yes," the system agreed, "and he is very cautious. The first time he left was just a feint, just to see if he could lure you out."

"But this system is more skilled. Although he made a comeback, he still didn't sense your breath and thought you really fell."

Luo Zhen nodded repeatedly. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked, "System, do you think Zhuge Dao will come back again? If he suddenly kills me with the Holy King's phantom, I will be in danger."

"No," the system replied, "He has gone far this time, so you can relax."

"The problem you should consider now is not Zhuge Dao, but how to restore your strength and hide your identity to avoid being hunted down by Zhuge Dao and even the Wanjian Holy Land."

"If Zhuge Dao knew that you were not dead, he would be shocked and would definitely mobilize the power of the Wanjian Holy Land to hunt you down inhumanely!"