"Uh-huh!"
The two black crystal armors turned into translucent shadows at the same time, passing between each other!
In mid-air, the ghostly figures with claws and claws and the ethereal black feathers interspersed like crisscrossing wind and rain!
The ghostly figure turned into wisps of black smoke and disappeared amid bursts of shrill screams.
The flying black feathers are like ice and snow after sunrise, melting into nothingness.
But there are nine hundred and ninety-nine black feathers, with real entities, spirally wound around the left arm of the mysterious bone battle armor.
The feathers overlap each other seamlessly, condensing into a strange-shaped sword, like a Huge feathers.
This is the melee magic weapon Tailor-made by five ghost cultivators, including Li Yao and Professor Mo Xuan, based on his ability to freely convert between gaseous spiritual energy and liquid spiritual energy!
This battle sword is made from fragments of ancient magic weapons, the remains of skeletal dragon demons, the bones of natural disaster-level alien beasts, and the fragments of the Fierce Blood Wind-Slashing Knife.
It adopts a split structure and can be transformed into nine hundred at any time with a single thought.
Ninety-nine unstoppable flying feathers are hidden in the illusion of thousands of black feathers created by spiritual energy.
The angles are tricky, unpredictable, and difficult to guard against.
The last ghostly shadow and the last black feather were completely annihilated.
The construction site returned to calm, and the draft blew through the empty floors, kicking up dust that filled the sky like a faint mist.
The two crystal armors were ten meters apart, standing with their backs facing each other.
They maintained their sword-drawing postures at the last moment, like two perfect statues.
"Clang!"
Chailong Feather Sword fell to the ground.
"Wow!"
A shocking wound opened up on the breastplate of the mysterious bone armor, like a demon opening a bloody mouth.
"Chi!
Chi!"
Li Yao staggered as a real mist of blood burst out from his chest.
He knelt down on one knee, made a deep dent in the floor, and coughed loudly.
"Ahem.
Ahem.
Ahem.
Nascent Soul.
It's Nascent Soul!"
Li Yao's face was like a piece of paper, he panted for a long time, forced himself to contract his muscles, and sealed the blood vessels near the wound.
He gritted his teeth and stood up, staggering towards the Netherworld Blade.
The Nether Blade remained motionless.
"Including the Scorpion armor, I changed a total of four sets of armor.
I set up thirteen series of traps and used up all the crystal bombs and magic weapons on my body."
"I didn't expect it, cough, cough, cough, cough."
Li Yao coughed loudly and walked to the Nether Blade, face to face with the Nascent Soul monster, helmet against helmet.
The Nether Blade could kill him easily just by raising its hand, but it still stood quietly, motionless.
Li Yao was panting like an ox.
Finished the rest of the sentence, "I didn't expect that I still had to pay such a heavy price to kill you!"
Li Yao spread his fingers, gently pressed on the crystal armor helmet of Nether Blade, and suddenly exerted force!
"Wow!"
Nether Blade Zhuang Ziyou, the powerful Nascent Soul monster from the Spider Nest Star, could not bear the suppression and knelt down in front of Li Yao with his knees on the ground!
"You are the first Nascent Soul I have killed."
Li Yao looked down at the Nether Blade coldly and spoke word by word.
"But it will never be the last one."
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"Click!"
In the neck of Nether Blade.
There was a terrifying explosion, and the entire cervical vertebra was completely blown into powder.
At the moment when Zhuilong Feather Saber swept across.
The Nether Blade's neck was completely penetrated by Li Yao's sword light.
Although the brain and body seemed to be connected, all life in them was cut off, which was no different from beheading.
Even if it is a Nascent Soul monster, it would be difficult for him to survive with his body and head separated.
What's more, Li Yao's last press also poured a large amount of spiritual energy, like magma, through the crystal armor helmet into the Nether Blade's brain, completely destroying the entire brain tissue.
This arrogant Yuanying old monster finally surrendered completely at the feet of Li Yao, lowered his head, curled up into a ball, and died as hard as he could!
Li Yao snorted coldly, rubbed his hands, and kicked down the body of Netherworld Blade.
Greedy laughter came from under the crystal armor, as if he was about to peel off the "black horn armor" worn by Netherworld Blade and search for the loot.
The moment Li Yao's fingers touched the black-horned armor, a scream suddenly burst out from his mouth, and the dragon-chasing feather sword that fell aside exploded instantly and turned into nine hundred and ninety-nine sharp flying missiles.
Feather, set off a black feather storm on the entire floor!
"ah!"
In the mid-air in the southeast corner, there was an extremely weird scream.
It was like the screams of a hundred thousand ghosts in the Nine Netherworld when they were tortured, all condensed together in one moment, condensed into a burning stick.
The red steel needle pierced Li Yao's brain!
A dark red shadow, resembling both a faint phosphorus fire and a strange bouquet of flowers, emerged from the void and gradually condensed into a human figure more than half a meter tall, resembling a dwarf and somewhat like a baby.
Under the repeated piercings of the Dragon-Chasing Feather Saber, the humanoid figure was in agony and twisted crazily.
The eyes that stared at Li Yao revealed incomparable resentment, and a fear that was even deeper than the resentment!
"You, you knew I was not dead!"
The dark red shadow screamed.
Li Yao smiled: "Old monster Yuanying, the power of the soul is much stronger than that of ordinary cultivators.
There is a high chance that he will transform into a ghost cultivator after death."
"And you, the famous Nether Blade Zhuang Ziyou, are originally the best at soul attacks.
You have very advanced research on the spiritual field.
In addition to being a vicious star thief, you are also a profound Netherworld warrior. " "The chance of you transforming into a ghost cultivator is higher than that of ordinary Nascent Soul masters!"
"I was just testing it out at random, but I didn't expect it to come out."
The Nether Blade squeaked in anger, as if a spoonful of fire crystal powder had been sprinkled into the flames, and the flames licked the ceiling.
It's a pity that he just died and his soul finally escaped from his body using secret methods.
The three souls and seven souls are extremely unstable and have not yet been truly transformed into a ghost cultivator.
Compared with when he was alive, his strength is only one percent at most!
Even if Li Yao is seriously injured, he is not the one who can compete at this moment!
He can only try to delay as much time as possible to stabilize his three souls and seven souls as soon as possible.
As long as he is given a few more minutes to complete the transformation from a wandering soul to a ghost cultivator, then...
Nether Blade pretended to be deeply regretful and screamed: "The one I just cut off was a prosthetic hand?"
"Of course the hand is a real hand.
A lone thief like you who kills many people, the feeling of cutting off muscles, blood vessels and bones with a knife is completely different from a fake hand.
How can you not tell the difference?"
Li Yao spread his hands and said, "It's just that those are not my hands."
Nether Blade was so angry that he shivered and said sharply: "So, from the beginning, your target was not the Eight Blades of the Black Spider, but me?
Crazy!
You are crazy!
Your ultimate combat power is at most Golden Core Shangxia, you dare to go crazy and hunt down a Nascent Soul!
Madman, you are an absolute madman!"
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Li Yao said calmly: "If you don't have anything constructive to say, let's get started."
Li Yao waved his right hand, and his spiritual energy turned into a wave of mercury, which surged silently through the air, condensed into a big shining silver hand, and grabbed the Nether Blade Wandering Soul by the throat!
A tiger is bullied by a dog.
If the Nether Blade, an old Nascent Soul monster, were at its peak state, even if it couldn't kill Li Yao instantly, it could at least kill him like a lost dog and run away!
But now, the wandering soul of the Nether Blade is like an old hen with its throat cut off.
No matter how hard it struggles or neighs, it can only be dragged to the front by Li Yao.
"You, what are you going to do!"
Nether Blade screamed in panic, half of it was pretending, but half of it was real fear.
Every step Li Yao took was completely beyond his expectations, leaving him with an unpredictable feeling of guilt.
Li Yao used his spiritual energy to tightly bind the wandering soul of the Nether Blade to the front of his breastplate, like a "human shield."
Then he smiled and said: "Of course there are countless precious treasures hidden in the body of an old Nascent Soul monster.
Kung Fu, supernatural powers, magic weapons, and treasures from heaven and earth.”
"I worked hard and spent all the crystal armor and magic weapons to kill a Yuanying.
Of course I had to search the Yuanying's body and take out all the bezoars and dog treasures!"
"It's just that if I were to put myself in my shoes, if I were a Nascent Soul, I definitely wouldn't want my body to be insulted by my juniors after my death, and my skills to be taken away by my enemies."
"So, if it were me, I would definitely set up various traps in the crystal armor, and even all kinds of offensive magic weapons would be hidden inside my body.
Once someone tried to forcibly dismantle my crystal armor and destroy my body, It will...boom!
Make that person pay a heavy price!"
"And all my Qiankun Rings will definitely be equipped with self-destruction powers.
If someone wants to forcefully open the Qiankun Rings, then they will scatter them in one shot and activate the self-destruction power to turn the Qiankun Rings into a useless stone. !”
"The pursuers are coming, and time is limited.
You are Nascent Soul, so you will not be afraid of my torture and threats, so I won't talk nonsense to you, so I will block you in front of you and use it as my shield!"
"If there is really any trap on your crystal armor and body, once it explodes, you will be the first to bear the brunt!"
"Anyway, I have this set of super crystal armor defenses with excellent performance.
I have also added several layers of super soft steel to the critical points.
I also have the wandering soul of Nascent Soul as a shield.
Even if I get caught in a trap, I may not die."
"However, if you stand in front of me and lose your crystal armor and even your body, leaving you alone as a wandering soul, that's not necessarily the case, is it?"
"Wait, stop!"
Nether Blade was so frightened that the dead soul jumped and yelled.
Li Yao ignored him completely and knelt down on one knee.
The Dragon-Chasing Feather Saber flew back to his left arm.
Hundreds of feathers stuck out forward to form three sharp claws.
Li Yao took a deep breath, raised his left arm high, and was about to plunge it into the breastplate of the Nether Blade.
"No, there is really a trap in my crystal armor and corpse.
Once it is forcibly opened, it will explode!"
The Nether Blade was helpless and let out a desperate roar.