My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 405: Wind and Thunder, Playing

A huge roar resounded in all directions, and the energy rose and fell like waves.

Xing Dao's hair was flying wildly at this moment, his body was undulating in the air, he looked shocked, but his eyes showed determination.

The dark Dao domain was broken bit by bit in front of his eyes, just like inch by inch cracks appearing on an eggshell.

The huge demon beast's spirit lay quietly in the air, and the empty void beneath him was like solid ground.

The monster Pulao had a leisurely look on his face, his eyes flickering, and he looked down at everything calmly.

Dense branches suddenly emerged from all directions, as if they had life, and they grabbed towards Xingdao in an overwhelming manner.

The blood sickle was flying, and the light of magical powers kept flashing in the body of the monster, but facing the attacking branches, the magical powers that had been invincible before seemed a little weak at this moment, like a drop in the bucket.

The monster Pulao would gently raise its claws from time to time, and invisible sharp blades would shoot out, giving Xing Dao tremendous pressure.

Xing Dao's body was already covered with scars. He had just defeated the tree roots that were spreading in front of him. He had no time to catch his breath. The shock in his eyes was almost tangible at this moment.

A question arose in my mind.

What the hell is this soul?
Having cultivated all the way to the seventh realm, Xing Dao is no fool.

The soul of a cultivator is undoubtedly a second life. Even if the physical body is destroyed, if the soul remains, at least he can survive. Afterwards, he may be able to regain a body with the help of some miraculous skills. Although it is not as good as the original physical body, it can at least save a life.

But the soul is weak after all. The magic techniques that a soul alone can perform are extremely limited, and almost all of them can only consume the soul to activate the Dharma image.

The damage to the soul has a much greater impact on the practitioner than the physical body, so practitioners practice magical powers, body training methods, and defensive methods to protect themselves.

But now, this monster was suppressing him with just its weak soul.

No.

It's not just about suppression.

Xing Dao raised his head slightly, his blood-stained eyes fixed on the monster above.

At this moment, Pulao was lying in the air, looking calm and composed, with eyes full of mockery.

Even yawned.

The monster was playing tricks on him.

It was not in a hurry to kill me at all. It was obvious that if it took action personally, I would not be able to resist for long.

But this is just the "soul".

Such huge differences almost overturned Xing Dao's understanding of his practice. He couldn't help but ask himself, can it really be called "soul"?

Xing Dao once again used his magical powers to destroy the tree roots that were attacking him. At this moment, he suddenly lowered his head and shouted to Lu Caiwei who was standing far below him.

"If you don't make a move now, and I really lose, do you think you can survive?"

Xing Dao naturally noticed Lu Caiwei's presence.

But at first he didn't care about her at all. Even though this woman was a little strange, among Ye Wuyou and the other two, he only looked up to Luo Qinghan.

But now he was forced to ask for help.

Facing Xing Dao's words, Lu Caiwei's eyes were calm, as if she had turned a deaf ear to them. She just held the sword in one hand and stood quietly at the end of the passage.

In front of her was a barrel-shaped abyss. The energy was whistling, making the woman's sleeves rustle.

Lu Caiwei did not take action, nor did she leave.

But her eyes were always fixed on all this, her gaze was clear, and even the sword in her hand emitted a delicate luster in the darkness.

Pulao's attack on Xingdao continued. Dense branches emerged from all around the passage and grabbed towards Xingdao.

Finally, Pulao yawned.

The teasing and interest in his eyes faded slightly, and then his gaze became bored.

The voice carrying the vastness and years echoed.

"It's starting to get boring..."

Xing Dao's expression kept changing at this moment.

His figure was about to fly away almost subconsciously, but in an instant, endless vines spread in all directions, covering the sky and the earth, sweeping over him.

It was as if a forest was created in the body of this monster.

At this moment, despair appeared in Xing Dao's eyes, but more of it was determination.

He suddenly crossed his arms, and formed a seal with his fingertips, but veins on his forehead were already bulging.

Perhaps due to the great force or the invisible pressure from the surroundings, his hands collapsed at that moment and turned into flesh and blood and scattered.

"Dao Yu!" He almost gritted his teeth and roared out.

The black sphere covered his body like a cage.

It takes a lot of energy for a normal Seventh Realm to use the Dao Realm once, and the cost is extremely high.

But this is his third time using the Dao Realm.

The branches whipped the black area like the most vicious thorns in the world, and crisp breaking sounds continued to be heard.

Lu Caiwei, who had been silent in the distance, closed her eyes gently at this moment, clenched the hand holding the sword again, but then stretched out her other hand and reached behind her.

If Pulao didn't die, everyone would be buried here. She understood this simple truth. So she had been waiting for an opportunity.

Wait for the Pavilion Master of the Seventh Realm to fight to the death.

The monster, which looked calm and unguarded but actually had no flaws, became a little lax.

Is now the right time?
Lu Caiwei didn't know.

But she only knew that the opportunity was fleeting.

The fingertips had just touched the hilt of the sword, but in the blink of an eye, vines attacked, accompanied by a sharp blade that broke through the air, and exploded at one end of the passage.

Lu Caiwei jumped high, her body as light as a sparrow, and she moved around among the vines that kept attacking her.

The girl swung her sword to cut off the attacking tree roots, and was about to draw her sword again when she was interrupted again.

There was a hint of doubt in her eyes.

A quick glance out of the corner of my eye.

Pulao had stood up at some point.

It was perched high in the air. Even though it was a spirit, it was still huge in size, looking down at the tiny human figure.

Its gaze had been fixed on Lu Caiwei without anyone noticing.

Seems to be observing?

This scene made Lu Caiwei even more confused.

Why was the monster paying attention to him? Why did it interrupt him? What did it see?
But no matter what the reason was, it made Lu Caiwei extremely passive at the moment.

The energy of the sword suddenly rose, and a brilliant vortex of wind and thunder bloomed on the edge of the sword.

But to no avail.

Cut off the branches in front of you, and more branches will be added.

Previously, when I watched the Pavilion Master fighting the monster, I only felt that it was thrilling, but after experiencing it firsthand, I felt that it was very different.

The practitioners of the Seven Realms of the Path of Punishment were forced into a desperate situation. Now facing these attacks, Lu Caiwei didn't even have a chance to breathe.

The monster Pulao was hanging high in the air. Its eyes froze for a moment, staring at Lu Caiwei for a long time, especially at the second sword behind her, which it kept scanning back and forth.

As if confirming something.

But in the end, Pulao withdrew his gaze.

The head shook slightly, as if denying something.

No one knows what Pulao is thinking.

But Pulao was already fed up at this point. Although the humans in front of him were somewhat interesting, they were just a fight of trapped beasts.

It’s just that the people are trapped and the animals are watching.

It let out a low growl.

Along with the roar, it seemed as if it was exhaling a breath of foul air towards the branches that had evolved into a dense forest.

The branches and vines that had been attacking the two of them suddenly became silent.

But the next moment, he launched an even more frantic attack, at a speed several times faster than before.

At the same time, scarlet petals quietly grew on the roots of the tree.

The flowers bloom, emitting a faint fragrance.

This smell is almost exactly the same as the "hallucinogenic" smell in this monster passage, but it is countless times stronger than that in that passage.

The black Dao domain cast by Xing Dao was already broken, and at this moment the signs of shattering were even faster. The fragrant floral scent seemed to carry some kind of corrosion.

Lu Caiwei's eyes widened. Although she reacted very quickly, she was still affected and her speed slowed down involuntarily.

At this moment, the branches and vines were like winding ferocious snakes, constantly enlarging in front of her eyes, and attacking her with their fangs and claws bared.

The sword tip was slightly raised, and she wanted to use the sword to block, but her eyes suddenly froze.

However, she didn't know when, the arm holding the sword had been bound by a tiny vine.

Although it only caused a very small hindrance to the speed of her sword swinging.

But she had always been good at fighting with her swift sword, so if she was slow in one step, she would be slow in every step.

The energy blooms brilliantly.

A brilliant luster of magical power emerged in the dim air.

Ice crystals spread from a passage, going up along the endless branches and vines until they reached Lu Caiwei.

The attacking branches and vines stopped instantly at this moment, but were sealed in the ice crystals.

Moreover, a sharp sword energy swept into a vortex, following closely behind the ice crystals with the sound of wind and thunder.

The ice crystals shattered, and the branches and vines were swept by the sword energy and turned into powder.

Two figures emerged from the passage one after another.

(End of this chapter)