Bam

The blue stone giant's fist fell hard, and the rubble raised from the ground directly made the clock fly away from the side, which seemed quite awkward.

The body has not yet fallen, and in the sky there are several black crows falling directly below, and the wings are cut straight like a blade.

Spikes!

As long as possible, the clock could only condense the spirit gun again, and directly shot the black crow in the past, crushing its stud.

Under this continuous offensive, the clock is not stopping at all, and can only constantly cope with these illusion attacks.

The area outside this martial arts stone platform is completely empty, and it cannot leave here, it can only be trapped in this small area.

Before Zhong Yuan tried to directly crush the blue stone giant, but found that the other party, like the black crow, could be restored to the original, and had no effect.

Everything in this illusion is not real, and the clock cannot completely erase it at once.

“Abandon, in the midst of the illusion, no one can overcome me...”

Wu's voice also sounded from time to time, constantly hitting the confidence of Zhong away, and seemed to want to make the former's will collapse.

When the sound sounded, the bell clearly flashed a touch of essence from the eyes, as if he had found something, and suddenly looked into a corner in the air.

His soul strength has been locked in the space of this martial arts platform, and every time Wu breaks the evil mouth or attacks, the clock can catch a trace of each other's soul fluctuation.

But in the same way, this spiritual fluctuation is always hidden and disappears when the clock is just found.

If it is only once there is nothing, but every time it is, it is undoubtedly a little strange.

After all, Wu's soul force itself cannot leave the illusion, but the clock has been unable to lock the former's position, and naturally it is impossible to launch an effective attack.

However, after several times of observation, Zhong was also vaguely aware that Wu's evil spirit ontology seemed to be hidden among the black crows in mid-air.

However, this crow has dozens of feet, and it is impossible to tell which one.

This Wu Chongxi seems to have a special way to let his soul force body continue to transfer among these black crows, so that the clock is not locked.

Realize this, there is also a hint of intention in the centrifugal clock.

If you continue to consume, sooner or later you will be consumed in this illusion, it is absolutely not worth the loss.

There was a flash of looks in the eyes, and the clock actually took the initiative to rush toward the blue stone giant, and a powerful real element broke out above the body.

"It's no use, no matter how many times you knock down the blue stone, it will stand up again..."

After realizing the intention of the clock, Wu broke the evil voice also sounded again, as if everything was under control.

However, this time, the clock did not even change his eyes, but he resolutely rushed to the blue stone giant and leaped sharply.

Hump

A fierce fist hit the blue stone, the power of the real element broke out, and immediately let one of the arms of the blue stone giant burst directly.

But the blue stone giant was not a flesh-and-blood creature, and there was no pain at all except that the body could recover on its own, and immediately lifted the other arm to the clock and smashed it.

Bam

The clock flashed away from the body, but it seemed that because it had been hiding for too long, it seemed to be a little dull, and it was actually rubbed by this punch and fell directly to the ground.

Oh!

Where his body fell, it happened to be where the group of black crows stayed, and suddenly fell into danger again.

You have lost!

Wu's voice sounded empty, and the black crows in the sky jumped down, and the clock was torn from the whole.

But at the moment when he was about to win, the clock suddenly jumped away from the original fallen body, and his eyes were fixed on one of the half-empty places.

While all the black crows were attacking, a black ravens remained in the air, as if they were waiting for something.

And the clock from the soul itself sensed at this moment is on the body of this black crow!

Spikes!

The soul surged out, and several sharp thorns gathered directly above the body and shot out toward the pounced ravens.

The clock left himself, but he did not hesitate to rush out to the only black crow who stopped in mid-air.

Oh!

When he realized the intention of the clock, the black crow was obviously a strange sight and wanted to escape.

It's you!

Zhong stared at the black crow from his eyes, and he also had a judgment in an instant, and his soulpower completely locked the former.

The Dark Kill!

The power of the incomparably condensed soul came out, and in this space, a giant's arm suddenly caught the black crow.

Ah!

The clock was clearly heard, and a scream came out, and the black crow's appearance suddenly changed, transformed into Wu's appearance, and then broke it.

With the collapse of this particular jay, the clock felt like the space around it was cracking like a debris, and everything began to dissipate.

The clock knows that this fantasy is finally broken!

...

On the real Wudou stone platform, Zhong and Wu broke the evil face to face to stand, as if they fell asleep and nothing happened.

But the next moment, Wu's body suddenly trembling, jerking his eyes, shaking his body and retreating a few steps, the original stable face suddenly became extremely pale.

He barely held his body, but did not pay attention to the major blow that his soul had just suffered, but his eyes fell on the opposite clock, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

Almost at the next quarter of Wu's awakening, the clock slowly opened his eyes, although his eyes were tired, but it seemed to be fierce.

This magic of Wu's evil spirit has made him thoroughly feel the mysteriousness of the soul's strength, and if he can use it properly, it must be a very powerful force.

I don't know how far this soul power can be applied after breaking through to the spiritual realm...

“You deliberately let me attack... and then find my soul on its own?”

Wu broke the evil again and stood up straight, but the pale color of his face could not be hidden, but at this moment he still gritted his teeth.

He is a spiritual practitioner who disillusioned a school of soul, and the clock is separated from cultivation by the fantasy offensive genre.

In the illusion of self-aggrandization, the soul impact suffered by the fantasy attack on the soul itself is naturally self-evident.

Once the illusion is destroyed, the soul friar of the disillusioned genre cannot be the opponent of the fantasy genre.

Although Wu broke the evil has not yet been officially overthrown, his heart has been very clear.

In this trial, he has already lost...