Chapter 3231 Too Cruel

The 3331st chapter is too cruel

The crystal ball shadowing method is an auxiliary Taoist technique. Although it does not have offensive power, this method can be a crystal ball that can be condensed by the power of supernatural powers.

Projecting all the sights and sounds on the other side of the other side, which is isolated from the void of the plane, you can see it in detail. It is said that this supernatural power has been cultivated to a profound level, and it can even glimpse the secrets of the sky, understand the past and the future, and it is extremely mysterious.

Even in the cultivation camp of the human race, only the cultivation methods of this secret technique are still preserved in the Tenjue Heavenly Palace, the overlord of cultivation, and there are not many people who practice it, only a dozen or so in each generation.

Gong Wuxin, as the second palace of the Shijue Tiangong, the closed disciple of the palace master of the Dijue Palace, naturally has no doubts about his talent. Although he has practiced this crystal ball reflection method for a short time, he has already entered the hall, which is a small achievement.

At this moment, with Gong Wuxin's violent shouting, a silver-white brilliance burst out of his body instantly, straight up to the sky like a meteor, suspended in the 10,000-meter-high altitude of the space inside the cauldron, and turned into a ball with a diameter of 10,000 meters. The transparent silver ball poured out a faint brilliance like the moonlight.

This technique is very miraculous. At a sudden glance, it doesn't look like a practice technique, but like a silver-white spherical magic weapon, which attracted Ye Xuan's interest and looked over.

Then he grinned, and pointed to the sky, Chong Gong Wuxin said: "The crystal ball returns to the shadow? So, through the silver ball of light above, everything that happens in the space inside the tripod can be transmitted and seen by people outside. Are you here?"

"This is really interesting, are you a pervert?"

Speaking of this, Ye Xuan's figure suddenly sprang out, and the fighter armor with a height of ten meters turned into a faint purple arrow, and in the blink of an eye, he reached Gong Wuxin's approach, and punched out: "I was abused, but I still Pi Dian Dian made a crystal ball to transmit live images, the hobby is really unique!"

"boom!"

"Crack!"

"Ouch..."

As soon as Ye Xuan's words fell, a huge bang was heard, followed by the sound of a large number of bones shattering, and then Gong Wuxin spurted a bloody arrow from his mouth, making a familiar shrill wolf howl.

His speed is too fast. Before his figure rushed out in an instant, he had already secretly stored energy, and turned on the anti-matter death light propulsion device of the glazed mecha, which instantly doubled the speed. Under such extreme speed, the distance is not Too far, Gong Wuxin couldn't react at all.

In fact, let alone Gong Wuxin, all the powerhouses in the other three directions in the surrounding void were like this.

Xuanyuan Ziying, Duanmu Xiaocha, and Zhao Qianru were immediately dumbfounded, but they didn't do anything. These fifty-odd people are all the descendants of the top cultivators in the Cultivation faction. The relationship between the two factions of the human race is tense. The younger generation Tianjiao of the help technology camp is slightly hostile to the Tianjiao of the cultivation camp such as Gong Wuxin.

Although Linghu Chong was rebellious, after all, Linghu's family was also a gate of the science and technology camp back then.

Therefore, seeing Tianjiao from the Cultivation camp attacking him, the powerhouses of the technology camp are subconsciously reluctant to help, and the three girls Xuanyuan Ziying did not express their position, so the powerhouses of the more than 50 science and technology camps are unwilling to help. All stood still, unmoved.

The same is true for Qiu Doufu and Yu Xianlong, who are on one side in the other two directions. They do not belong to the same sect as Gong Wuxin. The former is from the Tenjue Heavenly Palace, the overlord of self-cultivation. Fu and Yu Xianlong naturally couldn't make a move rashly.

This kind of thing is thankless and totally unnecessary.

Even if the siege was to be launched, it would have to wait for Gong Wuxin's battle to come to an end.

Only the twenty or so people who belonged to the same hunting team as Gong Wuxin, when they saw that the former was attacked by Ye Xuan, suddenly disintegrated their combat power, their whole bodies collapsed, and they were all shocked and angry. Crossing the folder, they rushed towards Ye Xuan with roars, and various magic weapons were offered one after another, bombarding indiscriminately.

"Spiritual crushing!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Xuan sneered and muttered in a voice that only he could hear.

At the same time, the spiritual source core suspended in the sky above the sea of ​​knowledge in his brain also started to operate quickly again, and the invisible seventh-level spiritual power spread out like a tsunami in an instant, rushing directly towards him. The twenty or so comprehension camp powerhouses shrouded.

Mental crushing, a kind of mysterious technique that uses mental power to form a mental attack, compared with the divine attack of human monks, because mental power is more untraceable, it is basically impossible to prevent, at least for human powerhouses. It does.

With the momentary shroud of the spiritual power of the tent, the more than 20 figures rushing towards Ye Xuan suddenly froze for no reason. The consciousness of these guys fell into a trance state at this moment, as if they were caught in some kind of magic. .

Ye Xuan's spiritual crushing skills were only intermediate before, but now they are advanced. In addition, his spiritual source core has just undergone another transformation and evolution, and the spiritual power agitated in the source core has reached the seventh level. can multiply.

Therefore, even if the cultivation base of these guys is basically the eighth-order in the later stage of the origin, or even the ninth-order great perfection, which is stronger than Ye Xuan, but he was caught off guard, but he was still plotted and fell into a confused state.

Even though this state may not last too long, it is enough for Ye Xuan.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

"Ow!"

"Ouch..."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Xuan's figure shot again, and the lightning flashed into the crowd. Every simple punch, there would be a huge bang and a creepy crackling sound. out, followed by a mournful wolf howl.

In the blink of an eye, the 20-odd practitioners of the cultivation camp, who had fallen into a state of daze, had already fallen to the ground.

This scene is really too terrifying. At least the more than 100 strong men in the other three directions around him never thought of it anyway. Even if Ye Xuan is wearing an amazing colored glass armor, his combat power should not be so abnormal. degree.

You must know that the powerhouses in the more than 20 cultivation camps are all the top descendants of the various sects, and their cultivation bases are all in the eighth and ninth order of the original point, but now they are like a group of lambs, being attacked by Ye Xuan. The ferocious wolf rushed into the flock, and under the rampage, no one had ever fought against it, which was so strange that it was unbelievable.

In the blink of an eye, the twenty or so people all had their bones broken and their tendons broken and fell into dust. The only figure standing in the void was the only Ye Xuan who was ten feet tall and looked like a god in purple armor.

Qiu Doufu and Yu Xianlong opened their mouths wide, their faces full of solemn expressions, and muttered to themselves.

"How could this happen? It's so weird that no one fights back. How did you do it? There is a mystery in this matter, what secret methods does this kid have?"

"But even so... this is too ferocious, isn't it? All the geniuses of the twenty-odd sects have all been beaten to half-crisis in just a few dozen breaths. This is to fight against the entire cultivation camp. rhythm?"