Fairy, Please Let Me Explain Chapter 685

Chapter 685 Where the Soul Traces Are

The light blade passed by, but the young man's huge head showed no intention of falling away from the body. The emerging incision was quickly closed under the action of the wisps of black energy.

Xu Yuan did not feel any surprise.

The essence of this boundless pale space is the manifestation of the cultivation base of both parties, and since it is cultivation base, there are naturally no fatal injuries such as the head and heart.

There is only one way to kill the opponent, which is to completely break up the opponent's body.

Just now Xu Yuan's sword struck, and as the black air dispersed into the surrounding space, Mu Nuo's majestic figure shrank a little, but it was almost undetectable.

This is actually quite unfair.

Calculate the cultivation level based on the difference in body size between the two parties.

Xu Yuan would have to cut him with many fancy chops if he wanted to devour Mu Nuo, but if Mu Nuo wanted to annihilate him, he probably only needed a deliberate punch.

　　　If it were true, he would have to die on the spot.

In other words, if Xu Yuan wants to survive, he must be unharmed.

But Xu Yuan is not sure about this.

In "Cangyuan", he was able to speed through without any damage because he could back up BOSS skills, but there were too many variables in reality.

There are not many ways to deal with it.

As a space where cultivation is embodied, cultivation can embody almost everything.

If Xu Yuan wanted to, he could even use the power of the saint in the stripes to materialize the mecha from his previous life, wrap and protect his own body, and have a hand-to-hand battle with Mu Nuo that was as powerful as heaven and earth.

But after carefully considering the pros and cons, Xu Yuan gave up the idea.

Although this method can improve fault tolerance, compared with Mu Nuo, it is a kind of slow death due to attrition war.

The wall hanging on the opposite side not only swallowed his mother, but also swallowed the father of the ancient charging beast. To exaggerate, the saint's power is almost as deep as a vast ocean.

I'm afraid there are less than one hundred of them among the ancient willow patterns.

I want to kill this kid alive,

Then he can only dance on the tip of the knife.

In the midst of my thoughts,

Small crystal mirrors appeared around Xu Yuan without any warning. Mu Nuo raised his hand and touched the healed incision on his neck and said:

“Xu Changtian, the gap between us is too big, your struggle is just in vain.”

The words fell,

Countless crystalline threads suddenly emerged from the middle mirror and shot towards Xu Yuan's body as fast as lightning!

His pupils flashed rapidly, and Xu Yuan instantly captured the origin of all the threads.

One hundred and thirty-two, blocking almost all his paths. To break the situation, you need to use the stripes to cut through the three tops of his right arm.

Developing combat qualities allowed Xu Yuan to make a judgment in an instant, but just when he was about to take action, some inexplicable information suddenly appeared in his mind.

When the silk thread passes over the body, the thread body will further split like flower stems and thorns, shooting out hundreds of silk threads.

There was no time to wonder where this information came from, and it was impossible to change my mind in this flash of lightning, let alone believe this inexplicable information.

A three-foot sword with radiating brilliance condensed in Xu Yuan's hand in an instant. The sword's light flowed in the air, creating a brilliant brilliance. Wherever it went, the threads broke and the mirror shattered.

But just when Xu Yuan was about to break through the silk prison, like the information flashing in his mind, the silk threads that brushed his body suddenly bloomed again.

The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing came.

And in the middle of this sound,

A sea of crystal thorns and silk threads has already submerged Xu Yuan's figure.

However, if you look carefully, you can see that the young man in brocade robes in the middle did not suffer any real damage. Those crystal threads that were about to hit his body were accurately blocked by a thin light shield.

Densely packed, there are hundreds of them.

Xu Yuan didn't look lucky to have survived the catastrophe. He looked around at the sea of thorns where he was trapped and the dark ball of light on the young man's fingertips that was already aimed at him. A strange look suddenly appeared in Xu Yuan's eyes.

That weird message came again. This black ball of light is not a direct attack method. During the lasing process, it will split into thousands of streams of light that pass through the sea of thorns and threads where he is, creating a spherical cage to completely trap him in it.

What is this message?

Doubts crossed his mind. Although he still did not believe this inexplicable information, Xu Yuan did not sit still and wait for death after learning from the past.

The next moment,

A sky-skimming sword light bloomed from it.

The giant sword blade penetrated from the sea of silk threads and thorns, and pierced the raised wrist of the giant boy without any bias!

Xu Yuan, who was still unable to move in the sea of thorns, immediately held his hand in the air.

The giant blade was ordered to turn over. Mu Nuo was stabbed in the wrist and almost broke with the light blade. At this moment, the black ball on Mu Nuo's fingertips had completed charging and shot out instantly.

Just because Xu Yuan condensed the sword blade, the direction of the black ball's laser was slightly shifted.

But this does not prevent the message that comes to mind from being fulfilled again.

After the black ball takes a breath, the countless streams of light that scatter are about to weave a layer of prison in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Xu Yuan no longer hesitated.

The small light shields that resisted the force of the silk thread exploded one after another, creating a gap for a moment to escape. With this almost like shuttle, Xu Yuan escaped from the coverage of the flowing light prison in an instant.

Standing hundreds of feet away, Xu Yuan looked at the giant light blade still inserted in Mu Nuo's wrist. He hesitated whether to cut it off completely to see the effect, but suddenly felt a huge force from it. Hysteresis.

The cut and turned wrist is forcibly dragging the light blade to rotate little by little.

Mu Nuo is forcibly using the Holy Source to repair his torso.

At the same time,

That inexplicable message appeared in Xu Yuan's mind for the third time.

It can't stop the sword blade. If he wants to forcibly cut off his wrist, it would be better to let the entire palm turn into a prison to cover him the moment it leaves the body.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan had no intention of wrestling with him, and simply dispersed the condensed giant sword.

Mu Nuo's wrist healed again.

The two sides stood apart from each other again.

In this first trial, Xu Yuan knew that he had failed.

The essence of this battle is to fight against the Holy Source.

In terms of consumption on both sides, Xu Yuan, who is on the defensive side, is much lower than Mu Nuo, but he cannot resist the fact that the filial son on the opposite side has the legacy left by his parents.

This level of exchange is simply not cost-effective for Xu Yuan.

between looking at each other,

The young man who was as small as a cricket suddenly showed a smile to the young man who was like an ancient giant.

The spells that both parties have just shown are the most essential means of manipulating energy, but Mu Nuo should not have such fighting talent, nor should he have such a clear on-the-spot purpose.

This idiot kid can actually figure out the best way to play for him in the first place.

Confining him within a certain space, and constantly strengthening the prison with his own overwhelming holy source, compressing his living space, leaving him with no room for maneuver.

And this mode of thinking,

Almost the same as him!

Xu Yuan glanced past Mu Nuo and looked at the space under his feet.

Boundless and empty, pale without any color.

Previously, Xu Yuan always felt that the space under his feet should be the connection between himself and Mu Nuo's spirit, but now all signs are showing that this inference is wrong.

If it were a spiritual connection, Mu Nuo would not be able to be beaten to death by the Tianmen sword, nor would it be possible to seize his body.

When that inexplicable reminder came to his mind three times, Xu Yuan was almost certain that this space was not a spiritual connection, but an unknown place in his body.

Thinking of this,

Xu Yuan suddenly turned to Mu Nuo with a strange look in his eyes.

Mu Nuo can resurrect others through soul marks, and naturally can also simulate the corresponding character's thinking mode through soul marks. If you want to simulate his thinking mode, then this space.

“Is it my soul mark?”

(End of this chapter)

Chapter end

Report