Chapter 827: Counterfeit

Song Wen's body suddenly grew larger, turning into a three-meter-long giant corpse.

He suddenly rose from the ground and rushed towards the ant king who was rushing in front.

The ant king swung his sharp jaws, like two sharp knives, and stabbed at the giant corpse with bursts of air-breaking sounds.

At the moment when the two were about to engage in close combat, Song Wen suddenly had a short blade in his hand.

The short blade was only a foot long, and it looked extremely small in the hand of the three-meter-long giant corpse, just like a giant holding an embroidery needle.

Song Wen could only clamp the short blade with his thumb and index finger.

The ant king, who was originally extremely ferocious, suddenly became extremely panicked when the short blade appeared.

However, how could Song Wen let it escape easily?

He swung his long arms, and the cold light broke through the air.

The ant king's indestructible shell was easily torn apart like a piece of cloth.

The ant king let out a shrill wail, and his voice was full of despair and pain.

At the moment when the short blade broke its shell, a blood-red long sword took the opportunity to pierce its body.

The sword energy was crisscrossed on the long sword, sweeping out like a violent storm.

The shell on the surface of the gold-eating ant is extremely hard; but their interior is extremely fragile.

The sword energy was rampant, instantly crushing the tissues in the ant king's body into pieces, turning them into a bloody paste.

In an instant, the ant king lost all his vitality!

The body of the ant king suddenly disappeared and was put into the storage ring by Song Wen.

The ant king attacked by the Concentrated Spirit Thorn fell behind because of a moment of loss of control, but it saved his life.

Seeing that his companion was killed in the blink of an eye, it dared not approach Song Wen, and hurriedly turned around and flew towards the queen ant above.

Song Wen did not chase, because the eight fire dragons were already swooping down on him.

He activated the Blood Sea Seal that had been taken back, turning it into a blood sea to block the fire dragon, and he himself leaped towards the formation barrier.

Outside the formation.

Gui Ni hurriedly attracted the Nine Nether Yin Fire scattered on the barrier and gathered in the direction of Song Wen's attack.

"Although this formation trapped Ji Yin, it also blocked you and me from attacking him directly." Xue Mei said on the side.

Gui Ni said, "This is also a helpless move. Ji Yin not only mastered the art of death substitution, but also possessed escape secrets such as small teleportation talismans and blood escape. If there is no formation to imprison him, if he wants to leave, I'm afraid no one can stop him! Moreover, his death substitution technique can be performed continuously. I don't know if his soul is abnormally powerful? Or is there something special about the death substitution technique he practiced?"

Xue Mei said, "You should consume his mana as much as possible, and it would be best if you can consume more of his death substitution puppets. Even if he breaks the formation and escapes, I have a way to track him."

Gui Ni nodded heavily.

Under his control, the eight-headed fire dragon broke through the blockade of the sea of ​​blood and rushed towards Song Wen.

In front of Song Wen, on the barrier of the formation, a thick black flame also gathered at this moment, like a surging black fire wall.

An extremely strange scene appeared on Song Wen.

He turned into a giant corpse, holding a short spear in his left hand, on which lightning flashed; in his right hand, he held a short blade, which exuded an extremely sharp golden aura all the time.

The giant corpse stretched his left hand forward, and in an instant, endless lightning burst out.

Thunder surged out like a silver torrent, rushing towards the black fire wall.

The silver lightning and the black flames intertwined, tearing each other apart, and devouring each other.

Under the fierce impact of thunder, the black fire wall began to gradually dissipate.

When the black fire wall was about to collapse completely, eight fire dragons came.

Seeing that Song Wen was about to fail again, he suddenly swung his right hand downward with force, and the Soul-Splitting Blade flew out of his hand and fell to the ground below at a speed that was faster than thunder.

I saw that a six-foot-tall corpse puppet appeared on the ground at some point.

The corpse puppet was shrunken and black, and the rotten flesh on its body had ulcerated in many places, revealing the skeleton inside with a strange golden light.

This was a corpse puppet at the peak of the fourth level.

The corpse puppet took the Soul-Splitting Blade, exerted force on its feet, and shot out like a ghost, crashing directly into the formation barrier.

The blade slashed on the barrier, and the barrier was instantly torn into a three-foot-long crack.

However, the barrier did not collapse.

On the contrary, the black Nine Nether Yin Fire suddenly surged in the crack, as if trying to sew it up.

On the other side, Song Wen was caught in the eight-headed fire torn apart in an instant.

He took the opportunity to perform the art of death-substitution and came to the front of the crack.

Song Wen put away the corpse puppet and took the Soul-Splitting Blade.

He gathered all his strength and swung it violently. The sword light was like a dragon, and he slashed towards the crack unstoppably.

Wherever the knife light reached, the cracks instantly expanded and spread rapidly towards the dome.

The formation barrier could no longer be maintained and began to crumble, as if it would collapse in the next moment.

Gui Ni knew that the formation could no longer be maintained. He made up his mind and no longer tried his best to maintain the operation of the formation, but instead used all his strength to activate the Nine Nether Yin Fire.

In an instant, the Nine Nether Yin Fire on the barrier gathered from all directions, broke away from the barrier, and rushed towards Song Wen.

Before the black flame was about to engulf Song Wen, he activated the Blood Sea Seal and formed a blood cocoon around his body.

"Bang!"

The blood cocoon was like a small boat in the sea, instantly submerged by the Nine Nether Yin Fire, and was swept towards the direction of Tiancang Mountain.

The "Nine Nether Yin Fire Formation" also collapsed at this moment.

The Nine Nether Yin Fire and the eight-headed fire dragons disintegrated.

Song Wen's figure appeared.

The blood cocoon had disappeared, and Song Wen's huge body became tattered, and it seemed that he was seriously injured.

Under his feet, there was a bloody ocean that extended all the way to the foot of Tiancang Mountain.

Yu Wen seemed to remember Song Wen's instructions and removed the protective formation of Tiancang Mountain at this time.

"Escape!"

Yu Wen's roar was like thunder, penetrating every corner of Tiancang Mountain.

Thousands of Shura Sect disciples used various methods, some flew in the air, some flew on swords, some flew on flying boats, and some even used flying skills to flee in all directions.

Gui Ni had no time to care about these ordinary disciples.

He held a black funeral flag and danced lightly, and a ghost energy swept out.

The ghost energy surged and instantly rolled up Song Wen.

However, Song Wen's tall body instantly disintegrated and turned into a ball of blood mist, which disintegrated.

This was just a blood shadow clone.

Gui Ni was slightly stunned, and then his majestic spiritual consciousness swept out, instantly covering a radius of 400 miles.

However, he did not find any trace of Song Wen.

At this time, he noticed from the corner of his eye that the sea of ​​blood on the ground was shrinking rapidly, and finally disappeared into Tiancang Mountain.

Gui Ni immediately understood that 'Ji Yin' should have hidden among the fleeing Shura disciples, trying to escape in the chaos.

"Ji Yin, you shameless villain, actually used your disciples as a cover."

While roaring, the mourning flag in Gui Ni's hand seemed to communicate with the netherworld, and the endless ghost energy was like a surging black cloud, surging and sweeping in all directions.