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Chapter 505 Counterattack
Chapter 505 Counterattack
"Zhao Xuan!"
Tang San looked at the white-clothed figure in surprise, his tense face instantly burst into joy, and the Tiandou people in the distance also breathed a sigh of relief, cold sweat ran down their foreheads, and their hearts fell when they raised their throats. down.
On the contrary, the joy that had just risen on the face of the Titled Douluo who was left behind by the robbing of the Wuhun Hall disappeared instantly, and he became extremely ashamed.
Standing in the void, Zhao Xuan's face was icy cold, and his eyes were filled with thunderous rage, like a depressing volcano.
He stared at the god of death, wishing to eat his flesh alive. If he hadn't had the sixth soul skill to save his life, he might have really fallen just now.
"not dead?"
There was some surprise on the handsome face of the god of death, and then he let out a breath of foul air.
"It's a little troublesome."
Zhao Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the next moment his figure turned into a thunderbolt, and he quickly killed the God of Death with the God Killing Spear.
The purple-gold thunder light contains the righteousness and sacred power, like the first ray of sunlight when the sun rises, it can penetrate all the darkness.
"This feeling is really uncomfortable."
He stared straight at the Lei Guang on Zhao Xuan's body, and murmured softly.
The next moment, he threw the death scythe in his hand, and the chain connected to the end of the death scythe made a screeching sound, and one end of the chain protruded from the long sleeve of the death god, and he grabbed it in his hand, as if There is no end to the general continuous extension.
Although this hand seems light and easy, it possesses extremely high skill, because the scythe of death that was thrown out at random was aimed straight at Zhao Xuan.
The blade of the death scythe shone with snow-white light, reflecting each other with its black sickle body, as if the blade would separate yin and yang, and divide life and death forever.
At this moment, the boundary between life and death seemed to become clear before Zhao Xuan's eyes, which made him a little distracted.
"wrong!"
Suddenly, Zhao Xuan's spirit was revived, and his slightly confused eyes regained clarity. He held the God-killing Spear and lifted the death scythe that was about to fall on his body, and he retreated dozens of steps.
"Soso!"
The slender black chain penetrated into the deep sleeve robe of the God of Death.
He was still standing there, his figure didn't move at all, and the death scythe on the other end of the chain fell steadily into his slightly pale hand. It seemed that his body had only two colors, except black and white, like a partition. Yin and Yang.
"Can he send out a means of spiritual consciousness that affects me? How far has his power recovered?"
Zhao Xuan's eyes suddenly became suspicious. He took a deep look at the god of death, and suddenly felt that he couldn't see through the revived evil god.
He still remembered that at the beginning, when he was still in Canghui Academy, the god of death had just recovered, and when he met him, he would only avoid him, but now he has become his enemy!
These evil gods are gods who have lived for countless years. Even if they retreat for a while, their background is not something he can contend with.
"However... if he is allowed to rest for a while, then there is really nothing he can do."
Zhao Xuan took a deep breath, and then launched an attack on the God of Death again.
"Don't give up yet?"
The God of Death frowned slightly, feeling a little tricky. His current strength has not yet recovered to the realm of a god, and he is also somewhat afraid of Zhao Xuan.
and……
He glanced at Tang San who was not far away, his heart sank slightly, now that the chaos in Douluo Continent has fallen out, and even the heirs of gods have appeared one after another, he doesn't believe that the group of God Realm didn't notice such chaos, but Why they didn't make a move is worth pondering...
Zhao Xuan noticed the god of death's distraction for a short time, which made his eyes light up, and a vague fluctuation instantly enveloped the god of death.
"Illusion, Ning!"
Zhao Xuan suddenly spoke softly, waking up the god of death who was distracted.
Before he could react, he felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the world around him had undergone earth-shaking changes.
White clouds drifted leisurely in the blue sky, but he didn't know when he was standing on a continuous prairie, the breeze was blowing, the grass leaves were flying, and the smell of soil and grass was unusually clear.
The God of Death's eyes were fixed, and he stretched out his pale left hand and waved lightly, a stalk of green grass unexpectedly flew onto his hand, twisting his fingers slightly, the green and cool grass liquid slowly seeped out.
He couldn't help being moved, and murmured: "This illusion has such a real feeling."
Suddenly, he raised his head and his eyes fell into the mid-air a hundred meters away, where a figure in white was looking at him quietly.
"Earth fissure!"
Zhao Xuan looked at the God of Death, and spoke softly. Once he said a word, if the words came out, the world began to change instantly, the ground began to shake, and huge cracks suddenly appeared on the grassland, destroying the beautiful harmony in front of him. picture scroll.
The body of the god of death was also trembling, which made him frown. This kind of real illusion reminded him of a certain fallen god.
"Soul, the Xuanwei construction method... No, to reach this level, there may be the starry sky construction method of the Lord of Illusion."
Thinking of those two people, not only did not make the face of the God of Death loose, but it became more serious. The more you know about those two people, the more you will notice the horror of those two people. The real world has reached the point where the real ones are confusing the real ones.
The shaking of the ground became more and more violent, which forced him to leave the ground and fly towards a higher sky.
However, just as he got up, Zhao Xuan, who was staring at him, spoke again.
"Forbidden!"
The pressure on his body suddenly increased to an unimaginable level, as if a piece of sky was raised on his shoulders, and the heavy pressure instantly made the body of the God of Death fall down.
The earth collapsed in, and the place where he was standing gradually turned into an isolated island, and crimson magma surged under the surrounding abyss.
"The wind is coming!"
From the depths of the distant grassland, a tangible and intangible transparent wind hit, instantly enveloping the god of death.
"Soso!!"
The exposed black chains trembled crazily, and the sound of clanging clangs resounded from time to time.
The figure of the God of Death began to float, and only then did Zhao Xuan realize that the God of Death does not have a real body now, and his body is actually between the virtual and the real.
This discovery moved Zhao Xuan's heart slightly. In this way, physical attacks may be useless to him. Thinking of some details just now, Zhao Xuan suddenly waved to the sky and said coldly: "Thunder!"
In an instant, the originally blue sky was covered with cloudy clouds, thunder and lightning flashed, and thunder snakes scurried about in the cloudy clouds.
(End of this chapter)