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Chapter 147 Eighteen Fierce Soul Formation

But what made him depressed was that every time he was about to catch up with Gongsuntu, there would always be a puff of black air surrounding him.

The black air faintly turned into a huge roc bird. When the roc bird spread its wings, its speed would soar a lot, and it was actually faintly able to balance with his sky shuttle.

Therefore, he originally thought that he would be able to catch up with the other party in just half an hour, but after a full day and night of chasing, the distance between the two of them was shortened to about a hundred feet.

At this time, Gongsuntu had already felt that his body had been locked by an energy force, so he naturally noticed that it was Dongfang Mo who was constantly chasing him behind him.

After galloping all day and night, he, who was already seriously injured, had a look of exhaustion in his eyes.

"Chasing video disc!"

He also knew that this item was given to Gongsun Yu by the family, and it could lock other people's aura from afar. If he didn't stop to release the aura, it would be a big trouble.

However, he has another method, which can solve this trouble without stopping, but it will take a little longer.

And along the way, he used this method to focus on two things, and he has almost used up the vitality of the shadow chasing disk. At most, he will be able to get rid of it completely in an hour. At that time, he will directly use the secret technique. Sex throws Dongfang Mo away.

Because Dongfang Mo's performance in the cave had really surprised him. He had a premonition that even if he tried his best, he might not be his opponent.

In addition, now that he is injured again, he will not be able to meet him face to face.

So he gritted his teeth, and the mana in his body stirred up again, consuming that energy continuously.

Dongfang Mo looked at Gongsuntu with a gloomy expression, and he also noticed that the spot of light on the chasing disc was becoming more and more blurred, which should be caused by Gongsuntu using some method.

Moreover, the heavy rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the splashed water blocked the line of sight, making the figure of Gongsuntu in front of him more and more erratic.

Seeing this, a stern look flashed in his eyes.

"Stay!"

I saw his palm suddenly stroking the ground under his feet.

"Pfft!" There was a soft sound.

A waist-thick vine rose from the ground, and with a crackling sound, the vine passed through the rain curtain, like a swimming dragon, and suddenly burrowed forward.

It stretched for hundreds of feet, and in the blink of an eye, it reached behind Gongsuntu. The extremely sharp end stabbed fiercely at his back.

Gongsuntu's expression changed, and the black energy around him condensed. The bird spread its wings again, and its figure shifted a little to one side, just avoiding the vines.

But the next moment, I saw the vine becoming as soft as a soft snake, wrapping around his waist.

Gongsuntu let out a cold snort, black air billowed all over his body, the wings of the roc turned into extremely sharp blades, and he chopped at the vine in an instant.

"Bang!"

The black roc's wings, comparable to an intermediate magic weapon, chopped on the vines, but it made a sound like hitting a wooden stake. Not only did it not cut off, but his figure was instantly blocked.

Taking this opportunity, Dongfang Mo's magic power suddenly agitated, and his figure came in an instant, and he came to more than ten feet in front of him.

"I see where you are going!"

Seeing that Gongsuntu was right in front of him, he realized that the black energy enveloping him should be the beast soul of a bird, no wonder the speed was so fast.

"Don't think that avoiding you is just being afraid of you."

Gongsuntu is equally murderous.

In Dry Cliff City before, if he hadn't been careless, how could he be restrained by Dongfang Mo with a few tricks. Now that he is prepared, he will naturally not make the same mistakes again.

"Die!"

Dongfang Mo stopped talking nonsense, his figure changed, a faint blue light flashed, and when he appeared, he was already in front of Gongsuntu, holding the root of immortality in his hand like a wooden stick, and smashed it down on him.

Gongsuntu had learned about this weird magic weapon before, so he was naturally on guard at this time.

He quickly made a tactic with both hands, and then stretched out his arms and patted forward. At the same time, the pair of roc wings behind him closed instantly, blocking him behind.

"Bang!" sounded.

The Immortal Root fell hard, as if hitting the soft drum surface, making a muffled sound.

Although he blocked the blow, he could feel an extremely thick wood spirit power coming from the Immortal Root. Gongsuntu's figure was bent, and he staggered back four or five steps before he stood still.

But at this time, Dongfang Mo sneered, and instantly approached him, and Immortal Root stabbed at the ink-colored Peng's wings.

"puff!"

Immortal Root easily submerged two feet into it.

And at this time, behind the pair of roc wings, there was a sudden muffled groan. It turned out that a dead branch suddenly penetrated into Gongsuntu's waist, piercing an inch into the skin, and the bright red blood flowed down instantly. .

Dongfang Mo naturally felt it clearly. At this time, his eyes narrowed, and his mana was stirred up again.

Countless branches suddenly emerged from one end of the Immortal Root, trying to stab Gongsuntu into a thousand holes.

But behind the ink-colored wings, Gongsuntu smiled strangely, and saw him step on the sole of his foot, using his body to burst back.

And the wings turned into a pair of roc birds rolled into a cloud of black air again and stayed in place.

Dongfang Mo felt the lightness in his hand, and saw that Gongsuntu's figure was already three feet away. At this moment, he was about to pull out the root of immortality and continue to kill him.

But the next moment he was slightly startled.

The cloud of black air in front of him seemed extremely viscous, and it seemed extremely difficult to pull out the root of immortality.

"Tips for carving insects."

With disdain in Dongfang Mo's eyes, he held the root of immortality with both hands, and suddenly stirred it.

"Crash!"

The sticky black air was like melting ice and snow, and it was even more dispersed.

The black air fell in the distance and turned into a bird and beast soul.

Dongfang Mo's body flickered, ignored it, and went towards Gongsuntu instead.

"late!"

In the distance, Gongsuntu sat down cross-legged at some point, with a folding fan floating above his head, and said sarcastically.

As soon as the words fell, puffs of black air suddenly emerged from the folding fan above his head. Upon closer inspection, all of the black air was actually beast souls.

Including the roc bird before, there are eighteen of them in detail, and all of them have reached the level of cultivation fluctuation in the late eighth order.

"Today, I will let you taste the power of the Eighteen Fierce Soul Formation."

There was a hint of contempt on Gongsuntu's face. He was sure that the eighteen fierce soul formations could trap even ordinary early-stage monks in the foundation-building stage. of.

"Eighteen Fierce Soul Formation?"

Dongfang Mo frowned.

Gongsuntu used a similar method in the last palace competition.But at the beginning, Nangong Yurou destroyed eight or nine of his beast souls, leaving only some remnants.

And at that time, when dealing with the fierce soul formation with only remnant souls, he used dozens of thunderbolts to break it open.

Now that Gongsuntu has used this method again, if the eighteen beast souls are combined, their power must be many times stronger than before.

The moment he was concentrating, the eighteen beast souls had turned into eighteen strands of black energy, trapping them in eighteen different directions.

Not only that, the surrounding black air dispersed more and more, and the vision gradually became blurred. After a while, even the torrential rain and the rolling thunder were isolated, leaving only darkness and silence around.

At this time, he was completely caught in the formation.

"You shouldn't offend me."

Gongsuntu's voice sounded from all directions, seemingly erratic.

And Dongfang Mo held the root of immortality, unmoved, but looked around vigilantly.

"You shouldn't get too close to Nangong Yurou. How dare you touch the woman I'm looking at."

Gongsuntu continued.

"Noisy!"

For some reason, the murderous emotion in Dongfang Mo's heart became more and more intense, as if he would suffer great backlash if he didn't kill this person.

Then the stick-like immortal root stomped on the ground.

"Oh!"

In an instant, dozens of waist-thick vines soared into the sky, turning into swaying flood dragons, dancing wildly towards the surrounding black air.

It continued to extend, rushing out hundreds of feet in the blink of an eye.

"Since you want to die so much, I will fulfill you."

Gongsuntu chuckled.

As the words fell, the black air that had been turned upside down suddenly condensed, and dozens of vines seemed to be imprisoned by molten iron in an instant, unable to move.

Eighteen beast roars sounded one after another. Dongfang Mo felt a beast soul getting closer and closer to him with each sound. When the last beast roar sounded, the beast soul seemed to be roaring in his ears. .

Dongfang Mo's expression changed, he flicked his fingers repeatedly, and dozens of wooden swords shot out in the direction of the roaring beast.

But the wooden sword fell into the sea like a mud cow, without even a single ripple in the black air.

And the slight connection between my mind and Mu Jian disappeared instantly.

At this moment, a bad feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

(End of this chapter)