Compared to Zhang Xiaohan, the strength of this golden-armored monk is much lower, and his concealment is also a step slower, but at this step, the spirit has already come up, and white flames immediately burn on his body.
When hunting the geist, he had been devoured more than once, but he had never been so painfully devoured, he couldn't help but scream and retreated, but the geist followed him like a maggot attached to a bone.
The tall geist blocked his sight, he couldn't see Zhang Xiaohan, the pain of the burning of his divine consciousness made him almost crazy, and the sea of consciousness was about to explode, he sacrificed the soul slashing knife and pressed down fiercely on the geist in front of him.
The soul slaying knife cut the body of the geist, but unexpectedly did not cut it into two parts, the broken part of the geist burned, burning with the monk's body, he shouted wildly, the soul slaying knife in his hand slashed wildly without a target, each knife hit the geys, but after each knife, the burning of the divine consciousness became more intense.
Zhang Xiaohan moved her body slightly, silently looking at the tragedy in front of her, her heart was not shocked, as if the scene in front of her was not so cruel, nor was it harmed by her, she silently waited for the final conclusion.
There seemed to be spiritual power fluctuations in the distance, Zhang Xiaohan was indifferent and motionless, she would not change anything for anyone, since she had done it, she would do it to the end.
Each knife of the soul slaying knife did not completely break this tall geist into two parts, and in less than a breath, the monk's eyes had already diluted, and the movements of his hands were so slow that they became instinctive, Zhang Xiaohan raised her eyes and looked at the distance carelessly, just this glance, she was stunned.
The dim night sky became the background of the black armor, the eyes between the golden half masks seemed to be sharp swords, and the flying figure suddenly overlapped with the figure in his memory, as if behind him, there would be a red sun rising, as if in the next moment, the black armor would unfold, and behind him, even if there was no red sun, there would be a full moon.
The screams suddenly stopped, and the black-armored golden-faced monk also slowly stood down hundreds of meters away, Zhang Xiaohan suddenly turned her eyes away to look at the wandering spirit, and also looked at the monk who stopped screaming and the white flame on his body was extinguished, she knew that Jian Jian was also looking at him and at herself.
The white flame on the geist's body was still burning, it killed the monk's divine sense, and it seemed to be destroying itself, such a strange scene Zhang Xiaohan saw for the first time, and he couldn't even care about the joy of reuniting with Jane.
But her heart sank, she foresaw that she would see a scene she didn't want to see, and she knew that this was not the best time to reunite with Jane, even though she was so desperate to see him.
The ghost was burning silently, Zhang Xiaohan and Jian Jian were silent and silent, this was probably the weirdest reunion, it was obviously two people who were looking forward to seeing each other, but their eyes did not fall on each other's bodies.
The spirit only burned for a breath, and suddenly the flame went out, and a little dark soul power floated in mid-air, and it sank into the monk's forehead, and the monk was confused for a moment, his eyes suddenly showed brilliance, and then he showed fear, and looked directly at Zhang Xiaohan.
Zhang Xiaohan understood everything.
"This fellow Daoist" Zhang Xiaohan just spoke, suddenly his eyes stood up, and his divine sense attacked the monk with soul power, the monk snorted sullenly, Zhang Xiaohan slapped out with a palm, and the monk's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, but was immediately grabbed by Zhang Xiaohan with a palm.
There is a huge difference in the strength of the two, even if it is a divine sense, although I don't know what kind of strength the soul power of the wandering soul is equivalent to, but it is obviously inferior to Zhang Xiaohan.
Zhang Xiaohan sealed the monk's meridians, and at the same time, his divine consciousness invaded the monk's sea of consciousness, and the eye of heaven also opened, and sure enough, within the monk's sea of consciousness, a faint green soul power was burning.
Zhang Xiaohan slowly looked sideways at Jane, and Jane slowly reached out to take off the mask on his face.
Almost 10,000 years have not been seen, and his simple appearance is still like that of a teenager, but there is a sadness in his eyes that is extremely incommensurate with his appearance.
"Boss Zhang, I haven't seen you for many days."
The simplicity used to say this, he would show a faint smile, and his eyes would focus on Zhang Xiaohan's eyes, but now the simplicity still shows a faint smile, and his eyes are still on Zhang Xiaohan's eyes, but the meaning is completely different.
"Jian Daoyou."
Zhang Xiaohan said softly.
"This is the real purpose of the extraterritorial battlefield ghost, take away" The simple tone was still faint.
"Perhaps, it is said that high-level geists can't do that."
Zhang Xiaohan replied.
The conversation between the two should not be such a question and answer, the estrangement suddenly appeared from the two, separated for nearly 10,000 years, and they both regarded each other as friends and close people in their hearts, and they were always looking for each other, but when they met, they suddenly found that they were so strange to each other.
Is the young man who stepped on the sun the young man in front of him the one who accompanied him all over the Nine Domains really the same person as the black-armored monk in front of him She looked at the simple eyes lightly, and she couldn't see any expression in the simple eyes. obviously has a lot to say, but in front of such a pair of emotionless eyes, Zhang Xiaohan doesn't want to say anything, she is no longer the former Boss Zhang Xiaohan.
"I've been on an extraterritorial battlefield for a while, and it's the first time I've seen this kind of geist."
Jane raised his hand and put on a golden mask, covering his expression, and his tone was not half emotional.
"It's only been a short time since it appeared, and the general golden-armored monks are not their opponents, I don't know how many there are, but what I can only be sure of at the moment is what you see, as for why, just leave it to a few domain masters."
Zhang Xiaohan also said in a flat tone.
She knew the reason for the appearance of the wandering spirit, at least part of the reason was enough, if she was not in her position, she would not seek her own government, and the rest would be left to the Lower Immortal Domain.
"There are elders of the human domain over there, and there are more than a hundred monks, Jian Daoyou will go over together," Zhang Xiaohan paused and said.
"More than 100" was simply puzzled.
"This kind of geisman is probably only something I can accept, but now it's specific, I'll tell Jian Daoyou later."
Zhang Xiaohan didn't know why simplicity suddenly appeared here, the simple cultivation really entered the Golden Immortal, or the middle stage of the Golden Immortal, according to the strength of the broken baby's recultivation, it was at least in the late stage of the Golden Immortal, maybe it could reach the Daluo Golden Immortal, Zhang Xiaohan didn't ask anything.
Jian Jian met those monks, and heard that one of the monks was taken away by the wind and chased after him, he was very strange how there could be a monk kidnapped in the extraterritorial battlefield, but he didn't expect to see Zhang Xiaohan and see everything Zhang Xiaohan did.
Could it be that more than 8,000 years is so long that a person will become unrecognizable?
The person in my memory who still retains a little kindness has finally disappeared and does not exist. t1706231537: