Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 398 Fighting Jia Lang

After these days, Jiang Mo has never been idle for a moment, and has already practiced Zhu Yaoyin to the second form-the state of cutting waves!
With a roar, it has the power to cut through huge waves!
The strongest ability of the soul-devouring beast is to influence the mind of a martial artist, and then to draw away the opponent's martial vein.

However, under the attack of Jiang Mo's monster-slaying chant, the body of the soul-devouring beast suddenly stopped for a moment, and then began to tremble violently, as if it was extremely painful.

At the same time, most of the thick black cloud seemed to have dissipated.

Jiang Mo's sudden sonic attack directly hit the soul-devouring beast hard!

Ten feet away, the expressions of Jia Lang and five people who saw this scene changed drastically. They had never seen a Soul-devouring beast in such a state.

"That kid's tricks are endless, we can't wait any longer, do it!" Jia Lang shouted violently, and immediately the four people behind him rushed towards the Blackwater Swamp.

While plundering, Jia Lang reminded: "The four of you each occupy the four directions of southeast, north, south, and north. After mobilizing the Xuanmu lock sky formation, you will be able to trap Jiang Mo. The rest, just leave it to me! "

"Yes!" The other four responded at the same time.

At this moment, the severely injured Soul-devouring Beast clearly felt how terrifying Jiang Mo was!
It didn't dare to attack Jiang Mo anymore, but began to want to escape.

Looking at the squirming black cloud, the corner of Jiang Mo's mouth twitched, and a crazy idea appeared in his mind.

"Since this Soul-devouring Beast attacks the mind and can draw away the martial arteries of martial arts monks, it must have a strong divine power. If I devour this Soul-devouring Beast, I don't know if it will make me The power of spiritual thoughts has increased!" Jiang Mo secretly said in his heart.

A moment later, he had made a decision, and the Devouring Martial Vessel was running crazily, and tyrannical devouring power burst out from Jiang Mo's body suddenly!
At this moment, Jiang Mo's body is like a whirlpool black hole, exuding terrifying devouring power!

The Soul-devouring Beast, which was fleeing hastily, started to let out a terrified roar under the pull of this devouring force.

The black cloud was flying backwards towards Jiang Mo, and wisps of black mist were slowly swallowed into Jiang Mo's body.

This soul-devouring beast has always been devouring the martial arteries of other martial arts monks, and now it finally tastes the horror and horror of being devoured by others!
Roar---
The soul-devouring beast transformed by that black cloud was devoured little by little, without the power to resist, and after being attacked by Yaozhuyin, its consciousness was completely in chaos, and it couldn't resist the tyrannical devouring force at all. pulse.

It palpitates, growls, fears, screams...

These kinds of negative emotions, accompanied by the terrifying devouring power, gradually disappeared.

At this moment, the Devouring Martial Vessel was running at full speed, refining the Soul Devouring Beast into pure spiritual power, and pouring it into Jiang Mo's Niwan Palace.

As the refining process continued, traces of black aura escaped from Jiang Mo's pores, which was the negative emotion of the Soul-devouring Beast.

However, before Jiang Mo could feel how much the power of his divine sense had increased, he heard a loud shout.

"Boy, how dare you kill the Soul-devouring Beast!" Jia Lang's thin figure suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Mo as if teleporting.

"The soul-devouring beast, you released it?" Jiang Mo raised his brows and asked after seeing Jia Lang.

"That's right, I originally wanted to use the Soul-devouring Beast to influence you, but unexpectedly, I was beheaded by you!" Jia Lang gritted his teeth.

It is not easy to cultivate a soul-devouring beast. It took decades for the Wuji Temple to cultivate this fourth-order soul-devouring beast.

Now that it was damaged here, Jia Lang could hardly absolve himself of the blame. After returning, he would inevitably be severely punished by the palace master!

Hearing this, Jiang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and the cunning and insidious method of using the soul-devouring beast to sneak attack was indeed a bit too despicable.

"I don't have any enmity with you, do you? Why do you target me?" After pondering for a moment, Jiang Mo said aloud.

"Hehe, you really don't have any enmity with us, but there is something in you that we need. If you are willing to take it out, give it to us. Then we can live in peace." Jia Lang stared at Jiang Mo , The negative test is authentic.

"What?" Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows and asked, while speaking, his body was slowly tensing up.

"Your martial art!" Jia Lang looked at Jiang Mo with a smile, and spit out a few words.

"Really? I'm afraid you will be disappointed." Jiang Mo smiled coldly.

"If you don't agree, I'll have to resort to some less pleasant means!" Jia Lang clasped his hands, and his bones collided with each other, making a crackling sound.

"You can try it!"

After the words fell, the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword was clenched tightly, and the fierce sword energy swept out quickly centered on Jiang Mo like a storm.

The thin man in front of him put a lot of pressure on Jiang Mo, and he had to go all out to deal with this man.

Immediately, the sole of Jiang Mo's foot chopped fiercely on the bone of the desolate beast, and the energy ripple of his punch spread out, and his figure also flashed out.

The Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword pierced through the air, making an ear-piercing sound of breaking wind, and slashed towards the thin man like a thunderbolt.

"Not bad strength. At such an age, he has reached the realm of a two-star Martial Lord. It's a terrifying talent!" After feeling the breath released by Jiang Mo, the thin man was obviously a little shocked.

But soon, he calmed down, and between his hands, two thick chains like giant pythons emerged out of thin air.

"But, sadly, you met me. Geniuses usually die prematurely, and you are no exception!"

Jia Lang's face suddenly turned cold, and with a wave of his left arm, a pitch-black chain made a rattling sound, and charged at the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword.

clang---
The chain and the ancient sword collided together, and an ear-shattering sound of metal impact suddenly rang out from the place where the two met.

That piercing sound wave seemed to be able to affect people's minds, making both of them a little pale.

Even the snakes, crocodiles and desolate beasts in the black water swamp all got into the swamp one after another, not daring to meet the aftermath of the battle between the two.

A large area of ​​sparks flew, Jia Lang used the chain in his left hand to block Jiang Mo's ancient sword of punishment, and the chain in his right hand shook suddenly, like a ferocious angry python, bombarding Jiang Mo. Mo's left waist.

Feeling the terrifying wind coming from, Jiang Mo didn't dare to neglect, he flicked his wrist lightly, and the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword hit the chain, making a crisp sound.

With the help of that recoil force, his figure jumped up, and just when he jumped up, the pitch-black chain also came from the bombardment, sweeping dangerously under Jiang Mo's body.

Such a terrifying power caused the air to explode.

However, before Jiang Mo could heave a sigh of relief, he suddenly discovered that the vitality of the surrounding world seemed to fluctuate violently.

He glanced around, and found that in the four directions of the Blackwater Swamp, four men in black robes appeared at some time, each holding a jade-white formation foundation in their hands...

　This is today's update, and there will be another update at ten o'clock.

　　
　
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