Chapter 311 A New Identity in the Sun

Seeing himself being enveloped by the thunderbird, the Petal Monk suppressed his instinctive fear of lightning and quickly formed a seal with his hands. The petals floating around were summoned and came back to stick to his body one by one.

With a "squeak", the robe that enveloped him shattered, revealing a humanoid monster with rotten flesh and blood, and petals stuck to the flesh and blood, like dense blood-colored scales.

The humanoid rotten flesh plus blood-colored petals, this look is simply disgusting.

But this is not over yet. After the petals were attached to the flesh and blood, they quickly took root and sprouted, and grew into swaying ghost-faced human-faced flowers, opened their fangs and mouths, and began to devour the lightning surging around.

Under the impact of the lightning, the ghost-faced human-faced flowers continued to collapse, but also consumed a lot of lightning.

The secondary soul muttered something, and a phoenix claw flashing with five colors of flames directly imprinted into the Petal Monk.

After all, it was in a secret realm, and there were other soul catchers, so it was not easy to fight for a long time.

Although the realm of the secondary soul was only comparable to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, he had merits to protect himself, and his divine consciousness was comparable to the late stage of the Nascent Soul. In addition, he used the Lightning Umbrella Palm to control the thunder, and he suppressed this ghost thing innately.

"You are not a cultivator of the Immortal Corpse Sect, who are you?"

The power of the divine consciousness attack was extremely yang, which was not the breath that the cultivators of the Immortal Corpse Sect who played with corpses could have.

The brilliant sky thunder plus the divine consciousness attack made the petal cultivator feel a great crisis of life and death.

In the sea of ​​divine consciousness, the blood-red petal-shaped divine consciousness was flying, and the neck was all roots and stems, leaving only the blurred human-faced divine consciousness figure swaying, facing the five five-color spiritual fires on the claws, trembling constantly.

The human-faced figure opened his mouth and spit out countless soul shadows, but after touching the spiritual fire on the claws, it was burned clean.

The defensive soul he had used to sacrifice with secret methods was not very effective at all.

In a panic, the petal monk fiercely showed his fangs and spit out a ball of black light. A phantom similar to a demon snake crawled out of the light and finally resisted the falling claws.

"Puff!"

After the two sides collided, the energy exploded in the sea of ​​​​mind, and the mind composed of petals was blasted with dense and large cracks.

"Ah!"

The petal monk screamed, and the severe pain from the soul made his consciousness confused for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he found that his forehead was cold.

He saw a pointed umbrella-shaped spiritual treasure with an inverted tip, swallowing and spitting out dense lightning, which had already descended on his head. He wanted to dodge in fear but found that it was too late, so he could only suddenly tilt his body.

"Crack."

The lightning fell from the tip of the umbrella-shaped spiritual treasure. After a "sizzle", the lightning tore a bloody hole on the left shoulder of the Petal Monk. The surging lightning directly sank into the bloody hole, devouring his flesh and blood wantonly, and the lightning lit up every part of his body.

The terrified Petal Monk rolled over and was about to flee.

This person is invincible.

"Since you're here."

The deputy soul flipped his hand, and the inverted spiritual treasure turned in the air. The thunderbirds hanging on the chain fell down one by one, blocking the escape of the Petal Monk.

After the fight, he realized that the Petal, a late Nascent Soul cultivator, was not the type with outstanding combat power. Of course, it might also be because the heavenly thunder restrained the Yin filth.

However, the late Nascent Soul is the late Nascent Soul. If you want to kill it, you still have to spend some effort.

Tens of thousands of thunderbirds rotated, forming a dense electric net.

After the lightning umbrella was born with spirituality, it was like having an extra helper for the deputy soul, and he didn't need to be too distracted to control the attack of the lightning umbrella.

The petal monk rolled in the electric net, and blood continued to explode on his body. The power of the released mana was washed by the lightning net, and the power was directly reduced by 30%.

Before coming in, Shen Lian knew that he would encounter a soul catcher in the secret realm. With his insidiousness, how could he not prepare a back-up plan.

The deputy soul let out a strange cry, rubbed his hands, and a pole covered with hooks and spikes appeared in his hands, and the hooks flashed with rich lightning.

This is a fourth-level array magic treasure.

The name was given by Shen Lian himself. As a craftsman, it is normal to combine the array and the refining together.

The eight-sided thunder hook mace is specially made of thunder-attributed ore, and it has a fourth-level purple thunder breaking array built in it. The main function is to destroy cold and yin things.

The usage is also very simple.

Rub it twice.

When the lightning flashes, c... just stab it in.

If it were any other late Nascent Soul cultivator, this eight-sided lightning hook mace might not work, but Shen Lian made it specifically to prevent encountering soul catchers.

After finding the right opportunity, the deputy soul stabbed at the rolling petal's butt.

The eight-sided lightning hook mace, which was originally three feet long, suddenly expanded to several feet long in the air, and the pointed head flashed with dazzling spiritual light.

However, the petal cultivator was at least in the late Nascent Soul. How could he be a vegetarian after hanging around in the wilderness for so many years? Seeing that his anus was in danger, several petals immediately emerged to protect it.

But the deputy soul didn't care at all, because he had another eight-sided lightning hook mace in his other hand, which had already stabbed the petal cultivator's abdomen.

"Puff!"

A ball of blood burst out from the petal cultivator's abdomen, and the lightning hook mace that was stabbed into it flashed with lightning and was bounced out by energy.

But the Thunder Hook Mace was so vicious that when the hook on it was pushed out, it directly brought out a large piece of flesh and blood from the abdomen, and even the Nascent Soul was almost pulled out.

The abdomen was pierced from front to back, and the momentum of the Petal Monk collapsed.

"Who are you? I am the soul catcher of the Heavenly Dao. Do I have any grudge against you?"

The blood of the Petal Monk was boiling. He felt that he was ruthless and vicious, but today he met such a shameless monk.

He was handsome and had the strongest Yang thunder method, but how could his methods be so despicable and even touch his crotch and anus.

Seeing that he was seriously injured, the Petal Monk had no intention of fighting anymore. Many of the petals on his body fell off under the lightning, revealing an ugly sticky appearance.

"Flower Spirit, help me!"

He frantically pinched the magic formula with both hands, and a three-foot blood-colored flower suddenly grew on the petal's body, which was completely different from the human-faced petal before.

This was the secret method he practiced to save his life. Once it was used, he could recover from a serious injury in an instant, but after using it, he would fall a small realm.

However, although the secret method was good, it could only last for three breaths. If he could not escape in time, it would be miserable.

This blood flower was crystal clear. As soon as it appeared, ripples appeared in the surrounding void. The secondary soul's divine sense was in a trance. At this moment, a green light flashed all over his body, pulling him back from this strange scene.

Immediately, a phoenix claw Dharma image hit him. The powerful life-saving secret method often requires a long time to cast the spell. With a divine thought attack, the petal monk's spell was immediately interrupted.

The lightning umbrella fell from the sky, and dense lightning rushed towards the petal monk.

And some of the birds in the lightning suddenly opened their mouths and spit out silver needles as thin as hair.

"Puff puff puff!"

This time, the sound of entering the flesh was endless, and the shield composed of petals was directly pierced into a thousand holes.

Two lightning flashes shot in, the upper one blew up the petal monk's skull, and the lower one pierced into the abdomen again, completely crushing his broken dantian.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the flesh with thousands of holes exploded.

The flesh was destroyed, and a Yuanying like a human-faced flower rushed out from the broken body, surrounded by blood-black light, and wanted to rush out of the stream of light.

But before it flew out, a pointed umbrella top fell on its head, suppressing it in the void.

The deputy soul flew up, grabbed the eight-sided lightning hook mace with both hands and stabbed it fiercely at the strange Yuanying.

"Who are you, why do you have merit to protect your body?"

The remaining Yuanying looked at the green light on the deputy soul and roared in fear.

"Are you a monk from the Shanbu?"

"Impossible, the ancestral land of the Shanbu has been split by the sky, and there are no more Yuanying levels."

"I am the King of Thunder and Lightning!"

"Puff!"

The lightning hook mace covered with hooks directly stabbed into the mouth of the human-faced flower Yuanying.

Then, the sky was full of lightning flashing, and the Yuanying was smashed into pieces.

After doing all this, the deputy soul felt that it was not safe yet, so the lightning umbrella in the air fell down and started to rotate in the air. The chained thunderbird suddenly turned into a rotating windmill.

"Who are you!"

The Yuanying that was crushed by the rotating electric windmill still exuded unwilling thoughts in its dying consciousness.

The deputy soul had no mind to search the soul, because it was useless, and their memories had been sealed long ago.

Seeing that the strange Yuanying had completely disappeared, he did not take it lightly, and his mind swept around to check carefully.

Until a wisp of soul smoke rose, the deputy soul started the rotating electric windmill again, and shot a fireball in his hand, burning the scattered broken meat clean.

His fireball was also exquisite, it was green and contained a little merit.

The last storage ring, a soul storage magic treasure, and a broken flower with blood flowing appeared in front of the deputy soul.

The strange thing was that this blood flower swayed up and down, and it actually gave him a feeling of scratching his head and limbs.

At this moment, a green light suddenly flashed in the distance, startling the deputy soul. He was about to collect his things and sink under the blood mud to avoid it, but suddenly stopped.

He has merits to back him up, so what is he afraid of?

The dignified Thunder Demon Subduer, the Thunder King.

With a wave of his hand, two eight-sided lightning hooks flew to his back and stood upright like swords. The nine-layered lightning umbrella turned upside down and was caught in his hand as an umbrella. He took the three spiritual objects he had just obtained and looked in the direction of the green light.

Then he saw a slightly embarrassed green figure appear in the black fog. It looked like a human, but its body was dark green.

Cangqing clan!

How could a Cangqing clan cultivator appear in the secret realm?

Isn't it said that cultivators are afraid of the wilderness?

Although he thought so in his heart, the deputy soul looked at the embarrassed Cangqing clan cultivator calmly.

The next moment, the Cangqing Clan cultivator, who looked a little embarrassed, gathered all his magic power and turned around to flee madly in another direction.

"Hey, fellow Daoist, huhuhuhuhu..."