Chapter 1869: Blood Illusion Art of Instigating Souls!

"Bear leader, let me help you."

Following the blood phantom general's cold shout, a blood-red jade flute appeared in his hand, and he put it on his lips. His gloomy eyes, shining with blood, looked at Luo Feng.

Um?

Luo Feng has been paying attention to the Blood Phantom Demon General. When he noticed this scene, his heart tightened. He felt that something terrible was about to happen.

"Blood Fantasy General, I didn't ask you to help." Xiong Ling flapped his wings and flew in front of Luo Feng, looking at the Blood Fantasy General.

"Hehe, then just pretend I'm nosy and steal your prey." The blood phantom demon general smiled, and put the jade flute to his lips. Immediately, traces of blood-red breath escaped from the jade flute, behind him Converging into a faint blood-red skeleton, the eyes of the skeleton are like lanterns, and the breath is bloodthirsty and evil, giving people a sense of spiritual oppression.

Below, Cang Nanyue, who came to the exit of the canyon according to the plan, let out a breath of foul air, looked up and saw this scene, and her face changed.

"Luo Feng, get out of there!"

As a disciple of the Holy Land, Cang Nanyue is very familiar with the various exercises of the West Desert Demon Sect.

What the Blood Phantom Demon is about to perform is the Blood Phantom Conjuring Soul of the Blood Demon Sect. This kind of sound art can plunder people's spiritual will. Once you fall into it, you can't extricate yourself.

And the most frightening thing about this kind of sound skill is that it can't be completely isolated with the protective qi, it can only weaken its power.

"Hehe, it's too late. On the way to Huangquan, let me play a song for you."

The blood phantom demon general's eyes flashed a gloomy breath, he tapped his finger on the jade flute lightly, and began to play.

hum!

There was no sound, and as the blood phantom began to play, the blood-colored skeleton behind him, with blood in its eyes, opened its mouth to cry out in vain, and blood-red ripples burst out from its mouth, forming a trumpet shape, covering Luo Feng's position past.

Weird!

Luo Feng frowned, and was about to avoid the bloody sound wave.

Sudden.

"Boy, die!"

Xiong Ling's demonic aura surged, and he ignored a distance of hundreds of meters with one step. The Shura Saber, with its dense demonic aura, slashed towards Luo Feng like a dark cloud, blocking his escape route.

"I can only fight recklessly!"

As soon as Luo Feng gritted his teeth, the real energy in his body exploded with all his strength, and he unleashed his protective power, a white mask covering his body within three meters, ignoring the sound waves vibrating behind him, he slashed out with Xia Lei's meteoric slash.

Crack!

Violent thunder flashed in the void, like a thunder dragon, resisting Xiong Ling's knife, and with a loud noise, both sides retreated wildly.

Suddenly, Luo Feng was completely enveloped by bloody sound waves.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of Xiong Ling, Blood Magic General, and Cang Nanyue all changed. It's just that the first two showed joy, while Cang Nanyue looked surprised and worried.

"Quack quack quack..."

The moment he fell into the range of the blood-colored sound wave, Luo Feng immediately felt a burst of impetuous thoughts roaring towards him. The world seemed to have turned into a desolate world, and there were lonely souls and wild ghosts calling for their lives everywhere, trying to defeat him. Spiritual will.

"What a terrifying mental shock!"

Luo Feng's face was shocked, and he immediately pushed the general momentum to 12 points, suppressed his mind, and the influence of the sound wave was immediately greatly weakened, only making his true energy a little stagnant.

His heart of martial arts was already extremely strong. Ever since he was baptized by countless sword intents in the sword tomb, his spiritual will has transformed into a terrifying state. It is stronger than his heart. I am afraid that only those old monsters who have lived for thousands of years , can be compared with him, the strange sound waves of this blood phantom soul-destroying skill have extremely limited effects on him.

After trying to understand the key to this, Luo Feng immediately calmed down.

He thinks so, but others don't think so.

Seeing Luo Feng's expression freeze suddenly, Xiong Ling thought he was being controlled by the blood phantom soul-destroying skill, and smiled ferociously, "Boy, die!"

Boom!

Taking a step forward, Xiong Ling's body surged with demonic energy, and punched a straight black passage in the void, straight for Luo Feng's face.

"Riding the dragon to split the sky!"

Seeing the strength of the fist roaring,

Luo Feng's eyes became resolute in vain, as if a goshawk had locked onto its prey, staring at the bear's collar, the boiling true essence in his body poured into the blood sky crazily, the blood sky trembled violently, the shape of a weapon spirit appeared on the edge of the blade, with his head back The demon tiger with wings and evil aura emerged, roaring towards the void.

"cut!"

hold head high!

Following Luo Feng's slash, four domineering sword qi burst out from the blade, turning into a majestic black dragon sword force, tearing a twisted crack in the void, and the vast and majestic breath made the nearby The underground demon's heart trembled.

"What!"

Xiong Ling's face changed drastically. If he used all his strength, he would not pay attention to this knife, but just now he thought that Luo Feng had fallen into the blood phantom soul-stirring skill and could not extricate himself, so he only used about 50% of this punch. His strength and protective demon energy did not activate, but the pressure brought by Luo Feng's saber technique was unprecedentedly strong.

It's a pity that the move is old, and there is no room for him to regret it at this moment, Xiong Ling gritted his teeth, raised the knife horizontally in front of him, and desperately raised his body's magic energy, trying to resist the knife.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, layers of substantial ripples swept out, and under the inconceivable gazes of many underground demons, the tall figure with the bear collar flew backwards.

Crash!

With both wings flapping, the figure of the bear collar stood in the air, his face ashen.

There was a shocking cut mark on his left hand, even bones could be seen, blood was flowing, it seemed that if it was a few inches deeper, this knife could cut off his left hand, and there was also a shallow blood mark on his abdomen.

"Master Bear Leader!"

"What!"

This change surprised everyone present.

"Unfortunately, the power is a little weaker..." Looking at the knife marks on Xiong Ling's body, Luo Feng felt regretful.

"Blood Phantom General, what the hell are you doing? Haven't you already used the Blood Phantom Conjuring Technique to control this kid?" Asura's body was strong, and Xiong Ling didn't care about his injuries, and looked at the Blood Phantom General.

The blood phantom general looked gloomy, and said coldly: "Xiong Ling, do you think we are kidding?"

The blood phantom demon general was even more surprised than the bear leader at the moment. Although he knew that the spirit and will of a person who has grasped the general trend would not be so easily defeated, but judging from the power of Luo Feng's knife just now, it was obviously not affected in the slightest. It is very exaggerated.

Hearing the words of the blood magic general, Xiong Ling's face was shocked.

"So, this kid can move freely after being hit by your blood phantom insanity skill!"

Staring at Luo Feng, Xiong Ling licked the blood on his arm, and said with a sneer: "Hehe, no one has hurt me for a long time. You are actually able to ignore the blood phantom soul-stirring skill that has made countless warriors from hundreds of countries frightened. It's so powerful that it makes people curious. If that's the case, then let me take your body apart and see what secrets are inside!"

boom!

With a cruel smile, Xiong Ling flapped his wings, turned into a black storm, swept towards Luo Feng, and slashed out in the air.

"cut!"

Luo Feng knew that it was futile to dodge, and he wanted to create chaos as much as possible to attract everyone's attention, so that Cang Nanyue could leave here safely. Facing the ferocious bear leader, he would not retreat or evade. out.

His moves are very simple, wide open and wide, but each knife feels extremely terrifying, like thunder, swift and domineering.

boom!

There was another loud noise, and Luo Feng slammed his body into the cliff, but rushed out again immediately.

"Arrogance is good! If it is the same realm, I will definitely end up running away. Unfortunately, if you want to break into this ghost gate to die, this will be your burial place!"

Xiong Ling sneered, and once again bullied him.

The Blood Phantom Demon General was still in shock from the failure of the Blood Phantom Conjuring Art, now he came back to his senses, his eyes showed murderous intent, "I don't believe you won't be affected!"

With a cold snort, the blood phantom demon danced wildly with the blood wind all over his body, and quickly moved his fingers on the jade flute, raising the power of the blood phantom dementor to its peak.

buzz buzz...

Immediately, blood-colored sound waves ten times stronger than before swept out. These sound waves turned into blood-red ghosts in the air, and shrilled and howled, covering Luo Feng's body.

boom!

The moment the blood-colored sound wave touched Luo Feng's body, there was a sudden change. An extremely violent thought burst out of his body. This thought formed transparent ripples and swept out. Wherever it passed, the blood-colored sound wave was annihilated one after another, and the air began Flickering.

boom!

The blood phantom shook his body, his figure staggered, and he took a few steps back, his face pale.

"Huh?"

Noticing this scene, Xiong Ling, who was fighting Luo Feng, and Cang Nanyue who had reached the exit were all taken aback.

They all noticed that the Blood Phantom Demon General had suffered a backlash from his sound skills.

"How is it possible that it actually broke my Blood Illusion Soul Constipation Technique!"

The Blood Phantom Demon's face was extremely shocked, and his handsome face became a little distorted. The moment the transparent ripples swept over him just now, he only felt an irresistible coercion hitting his sea of ​​consciousness heavily. If this coercion hadn't disappeared in a flash, his spirit might have been seriously injured.

He couldn't understand how there could be such a terrifying coercion in the body of a mere Yuanhai Realm fifth-level late-stage Almighty. That feeling is like the enemy of heaven and earth, which cannot be provoked.

Only Luo Feng knew that all this was because of the king's will in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The moment the mental shock produced by the Blood Illusion Soul Conjuring Art entered the sea of ​​consciousness, it was immediately counterattacked by the will of the king.

No matter how powerful the magic skills of the blood fantasy general are, how can he challenge the majesty of the king.

call……

On the other side, the blood phantom general, who was backlashed, exhaled heavily, looked at Luo Feng and thought to himself:

"The Blood Illusion Soul Constipation Technique is not only ineffective against him, but even suffered backlash. He is really a terrible guy. I don't know what the coercion was just now. I haven't felt such a terrifying idea from the Demon Lord..."

"We must not let this kid leave alive today."

Luo Feng's extraordinary strength made the blood phantom demon even more murderous. Suddenly, he noticed Cang Nanyue near the exit.

"So that's it. This kid is trying to attract our attention so that this woman will leave. It's really whimsical!"

The blood phantom demon flickered his eyes, glanced at Luo Feng, and then returned to Cang Nanyue.

"The swordsmanship this woman used just now is the Wuji Flying Immortal Sword Art of the Wuji School, so she is a true disciple of the Wuji School. As a swordsman who has comprehended the meaning of the sword, if it is normal, the effect of the blood phantom soul-stirring skill is limited. But now... ..."

With a sneer, the Blood Phantom Demon General put the jade flute to his lips again, and began to perform the Blood Phantom Conjuring Soul Technique, and this time the target was Cang Nanyue.

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