Looking at these five-star Holy Spirit, Zichen faint smile, not afraid at all.
On his body, the light was shining, and the original black robe became the robe of the saint Fu master, dazzling.
"Legion, isn't it?"
Zichen's eyes flashed over senleng's idea of killing, and his heart gave birth to infinite heroism. "Unfortunately, I'm a master of Saint Fu, and I'm not afraid of Siege!"
The voice fell down, and a holy talisman flew out to cover the eyes.
Or ghost spirit.
For a long time before coming here, Zichen was all in the painting. On the one hand, he could concentrate and calm his mind, and in addition, he could strengthen his own soul.
The soul itself is also the foundation of practice.
For Zichen, this kind of good thing that can accumulate Saint Fu and promote the realm, naturally won't miss.
When his contribution to Fu Palace is increasing, the number of holy runes accumulated on his body is also increasing by a dozen times.
Therefore, at present, this battle is more than the number, Zichen is not afraid at all.
The ghost spirit talisman is broken in front of us, and turns into illusory ghost figures, and goes towards the five-star spirit in front.
In the previous World War I, these five-star Holy Spirits naturally all looked in the eye. At this time, after seeing the arrival of these illusory villains, the expression did not change much.
Their movements, almost uniform, point out a finger toward the center of their eyebrows, and then appear with pure soul force, like a black spear, aiming at these illusory villains.
Peng! Peng! Peng
The illusory villains who ignore energy attacks can't avoid these soul attacks. Their illusory bodies have reached the verge of collapse after receiving a blow.
Then came the second attack of these five-star spirits.
Illusory villains, one by one, disappear.
"If you have only these means, please stop immediately and prepare Lei Ye."
Mo Wende said with a smile: "our plan is not big, I believe the saint ray people are willing to offer this price. What's more, you are too wasteful. Even I can't bear it. "
Each talisman has its own value and is not cheap.
You can even buy a planet world.
Purple Chen cold hum a, say: "this is just just beginning."
He stepped forward, the void concussion, a strong wave spread.
In front of Zichen's body, more ghost spirit symbols fluttered up.
The vision of purple Chen, become sharp, drink a way: "ghost spirit array!"
See all the ghost spirit holy talismans, with the situation of three talent Fu array expanded, toward those five-star Holy Spirit.
There was a strange color on his face.
On the other hand, ink is also very unexpected. Even if it is only the weakest three talents, the soul power required is still very large.
According to the spirit realm of Zichen four stars, it should not be so powerful.
As expected by the ink, Zichen's soul is not so powerful. It is impossible to control many three talents Fu arrays at once.
In fact, this is not a Sancai Fu array, but a ghost array. The reason why it can be controlled is that the ghost spirit array may be similar to Zichen's ghost eating method, so it can be controlled without consuming too much soul.
The three illusory villains, spinning toward the front, during the attack from the five-star Holy Spirit, after falling on the illusory villains, the power will be decomposed and divided in an instant, unable to cause damage to them.
In this way, the faces of the five-star Holy Spirit immediately changed and flew back to the rear.
Looking at the people who are constantly retreating, Zichen also knows their weakness, that is the soul.
The speed of the ghost array was very fast, but it did not enter the sea of knowledge of the five-star spirit after all.
In addition to a small part of them survived, most of the five-star Holy Spirit died under the ghost spirit array.
This is the damage that the master should have. Of course, Zichen consumed a large number of talismans in this battle. If converted into Shengjing, it would be calculated in hundreds of thousands of units.
Go to some other small places and buy a star domain. It's no problem.
It's very rare for a battle to consume so many crystals.
If changed peacetime, Zichen of course will be heartache, but at present, he still maintains the most powerful fighting force state, this can let him have bigger survival guarantee in the next.
Moreover, if we can recover all the combat goods, we can make up for the loss.
In the first World War, Zichen's ghost spirit and holy talisman had consumed 7788, and there was not much left. Those spirits who survived seemed to have anticipated this scene and killed Zichen directly.
Although they blocked the attack of ghost spirit array, their soul consumption was not small, and some even suffered heavy soul damage.
Whew!
At this time, a thunder light, from the purple Chen side appeared, quickly forward swept.
Holy Ray's sword fighting skill!Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof
When their souls were severely damaged, their reaction became dull. Facing the holy thunder sword, they had no chance to respond, so they were penetrated into the sea of knowledge.
Completely dead!
Shenglei Yu Dao is a stone sword, which is extraordinary.
After these people died, there was no real body left. Their bodies began to decompose, and their physical strength was completely swallowed up by black energy, and then they broke away.
In the twinkling of an eye, all the five-star spirits died.
Ink agent exclaimed, "this combat power, really terrible ah!"
Mo Wende was silent, and there was no regret on his face.
Just then, the breath of the six stars of the Holy Spirit appeared. Mo Wende said with a smile, "Zichen little friend, do you still have the holy Rune to restrain them
There is no ghost spirit talisman. Even if there is one, it may not be able to target these six stars.
Their combat power is the weakest, which is equivalent to the level of Gan Hai.
Zichen flies forward, he knows, belong to own war, just begin now.
The power of the golden ray converges towards his right hand, shining brightly.
The next moment, the golden light becomes black, becomes the pure black Yan.
A suffocating pressure surges out of the black Yan.
"Sure enough, the transformation was successful."
In Mo Wende's eyes, the essence flashed, "it's really better than these wastes, not a little bit!"
"It's better to control such a genius than to control a bunch of rubbish," he sighs
Zichen uses the saint thunder flash, comes to a six star Holy Spirit in front of, a boxing out.
This is a punch on the back, which is driven by the pure power of black Yan, plus the power of holy bone.
Boom!
Above the sky, came a huge earthquake, the power of black Yan broke out, into a strong wave scattered.
Many rows of building surfaces below are shining with light to resist the impact of aftershocks.
On Zichen's fist, black Yan's strength is dim some, but his opponent, is directly by a boxing to fly.
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