In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone.

Chapter 261: Fighting Feng Zun! Abandoning Meng Jin!
trap;

Is this a trap? !
Meng Jin, who was being dragged backwards by Old Feng, opened his eyes wide.

His subordinates, whom he had spent so much time and effort to train, melted and disintegrated in front of him. Because of their strong spiritual powers, the melting process became a little slow.

If he could have sensed something was wrong in advance;

Even if he shouted two seconds earlier, it would be fine!

Meng Jin resisted the rolling heat waves and impacts, his body bursting with golden light, and protected the remaining subordinates, while the whirlwind released by Old Feng countered the violent energy impact.

However, when the ball of light gradually went out, Meng Jin and Feng Lao were unable to escape directly, as a black shadow suddenly appeared on their retreat route.

Surrounded by black air;

It was extremely pure black air, without any blood color on it. Because the black air was too thick, Meng Jin and Feng Lao could only barely see a human figure.

"Black Storm!"

Meng Jin suddenly broke free from Feng Lao's whirlwind, his fists swelled like casseroles, and he pounced towards the black shadow in front of him.

A red light appeared in the black air.

Those were a pair of cold eyes.

He raised his sword and moved forward, his spiritual energy flowed eastward like a mighty river, while his evil energy surged like a tsunami.

All the power of this place can be used for its benefit!
Wang Jixuan swung his sword vertically without any fancy moves. A phantom of a dragon appeared behind the war puppet's body, and it roared at Meng Jin!

The boundless demonic energy transformed into Shura phantoms in an instant, holding dozens of strange weapons and launching a fierce attack on Meng Jin.

Meng Jin's abilities are mostly about physical strengthening. He attacked in a rage, intending to kill the powerful enemy in front of him in one go. However, when Meng Jin collided with those Shura phantoms, the severe pain made him wake up immediately.

These shadows have no substance;

It was his soul that was in agony!

The golden light around Meng Jin almost dissipated, and his powerful spiritual power could only exert 30% to 40% of its protective effect, and he struggled to protect himself.

But because of his own recklessness, he was trapped in the rolling devil's shadow.

Wang Jixuan's war puppet's long sword swept across and chopped diagonally, and countless Shura phantoms rushed towards Meng Jin one after another. Meng Jin threw out fist shadows all over the sky, but those phantoms passed through his fist shadows at will and attacked directly towards his eyebrows.

The black light is like a knife, destroying the soul.

"Master Feng, save me!"

A whirlwind!

Dozens of tornadoes grew from a few dozen centimeters high 'seedling' to a height of ten meters within two seconds.

A small tornado blew towards the previous nuclear explosion area, sweeping away all the scalding high-temperature gases and the rock walls that had melted into magma, forcibly making the cavity there larger and wider.

The rest of the tornadoes blew madly towards Wang Jixuan's war puppet.

The solid rock shattered, the black gas dissipated, and the Shura's shadow was completely destroyed!
A powerful pressure surged from Feng Lao's body, and octagonal patterns appeared one after another behind Feng Lao. Those were his spiritual energy circuits. There were as many as twenty-six of them, and they were all of the same series and belonging!
There is actually a secret to spiritual advancement hidden in this;
That is, when a psychic wants to advance and devour materials, he cannot just randomly select an A-level or S-level psychic. Instead, it is best to choose a psychic of the same series or one with similar and complementary psychic circuits. This will greatly increase the success rate.

Of course, Master Wang doesn't care about this.

He felt the pressure from Feng Lao;

He felt the long-lost excitement.

It is this kind of strong enemy that is worth him not holding back and giving it a try!
"Hahahaha!"

Wang Jixuan's war puppet suddenly laughed.

Meng Jin, who had been injured by Shura's Demon Shadow, couldn't help but stare and shout, "Master Feng, be careful! He is Xing Dian! He was like that last time!"

Xing Dian rushed up and shouted something like "How happy I am" which was quite childish, very fierce.

"Humph!"

Elder Feng said coldly: "Then it will just be a good opportunity to clean up the mess for Elder Tai!"

The old man stretched out his arms and clasped his hands together violently, and whirlwinds surrounded Wang Jixuan's battle puppet.

The war puppet raised his sword and rushed forward, the sword light flashed thirty meters, the rolling demonic energy brought spiritual energy from afar, and the black clouds covering the entire snow-capped mountain collapsed downwards at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But Wang Jixuan soon realized that the war puppet could not move forward.

These whirlwinds actually have a bit of the flavor of strong winds. They are not natural tornadoes. Not only can they hinder movement and tear the body apart, they can also scratch the soul.

Even though the dragon python soul is a product of a technique, its pain and sensations are connected to its original body.

The Taoist priest immediately changed his attacking tactics. The battle puppet swayed left and right, and he stepped on the Seven-Star Plum Blossom Formation while the long sword in his hand swung out sword energy!
Old Feng casually created a wind wall with his hands opening and closing widely. After closing his hands, he suddenly clenched his fists with his two index fingers pointing forward.

Thousands of arc-shaped green wind blades flew out from the raging whirlwinds, launching a full-scale encirclement and suppression of the war puppets!

"Great psychic power! But that's all!"

The war puppet laughed loudly, the round hoop flashed rapidly, talismans were spread around him, and the talismans exploded into fireballs. The war puppet's body shook, and he actually disappeared into the flames.

The wind blades intersected, and the flames were cut into dozens of pieces. However, when the wind blades passed, the flames closed again and turned into a seven or eight meter long dragon, flying towards Feng Lao!
Old Feng's expression changed, he stretched out his fists, leaned forward, and suddenly opened his mouth to spit out green spears!

The spears shot out, bringing out huge sonic booms.

Unexpectedly, Wang Jixuan was just feinting!
The seemingly ferocious dragon was easily pierced by the green spear and exploded into sparks.

Where is the shadow of the war puppet?

Feng Lao, Meng Jin, and several S-class psychics who had recovered from their shock, including the S-class awakened psychic who survived the explosion, could not find any trace of the war puppet at this moment.

And in their perception.

This war puppet with mysterious and unpredictable means seems to be everywhere.

In the rock formation, Wang Jixuan's war puppet sneered.

He also wanted to show the elegance and nobleness of a righteous cultivator, but there was no way because he was using magic now.

The Taoist priest never boasted - except for the issue of Zheng Shiduo's orientation - he asked spiritual practitioner No. 5 to deal with No. 4, and he himself said that he would destroy these powerful psychics, so naturally he had something to rely on.

He can make full use of the demonic energy here, so why waste the life of the war puppet?

Wang Jixuan held a long sword in his hand and danced slowly, and the array bases embedded in various parts of the rock formations were lit up at the same time.

Feng Lao, Meng Jin and others suddenly felt that the world before their eyes had changed. It was no longer a dark underground cavity filled with radiation light and magma fire, but a gray world.

In just two seconds, the illusion was activated.

Old Feng snorted coldly, and began to swing and push his hands forward continuously, his body jumping back and forth like a shaman.

Strong winds raged, tornadoes formed in a row, and extremely powerful spiritual energy was vented wildly.

Even the evil energy on the snow mountain was blown unevenly, and everyone in the D5 integrated war zone guarding outside could see the tornadoes constantly flying out of the mountain.

however……

Mr. Feng and the others still couldn't find the direction.

Illusion formations are often used in conjunction with killing formations, but unfortunately, the number of formation bases that Wang Jixuan brought was not enough, and there was too much demonic energy here, so it would be very easy to destroy the formation bases using the killing formation.

The devil comes;

Sha comes;

Where are those unwilling souls who died tragically in the evil spirit!
Wang Jixuan maintained his escape technique, dancing with a sword in the rock formation, performing continuous magic. One after another, illusory human figures flew out from the rock formation near the spire and gathered near Feng Lao.

These phantom figures were blessed by demonic energy, wearing armor and holding weapons, and they rushed towards Feng Lao and others frantically.

In the illusion array.

Old Feng was unable to see clearly who was beside him and was a little slow in his action. One of Meng Jin's men held his head and screamed.

Old Feng turned around suddenly and saw a series of faint human figures washing over the woman's body. He immediately slapped out his palm and wrapped the woman in a whirlwind.

"Come here!" Old Feng shouted loudly, and then he found that, except for Meng Jin, the other people were moving in various directions.

They either groaned or screamed.

"Do not move!"

Old Feng was so angry that he wrapped everyone in a whirlwind, including the awakened S-level psychic who was seriously injured but not dead, and pulled them around him.

In an instant, Old Feng saw countless phantoms rushing towards him.

How do I fight this?!

Old Feng could feel that Xing Dian's psychic level, which was S-level, was a little lower than Meng Jin's, and was not as good as it was when he was about to be promoted.

But Feng Lao also knows what he is talking about;

He felt that the spiritual energy in Xing Dian's body was fundamentally different from theirs.

'Xing Dian' can mobilize the spiritual energy in the air more easily, and can also extract the extremely corrosive black aura and dark energy around it at will.

The method used by Xing Dian at this moment was even more incredible, and Old Feng had never heard of it before.

How can you fight an enemy that you can't see, you can't catch, and whose methods are completely unknown?
Old Feng felt like he was clenching his fists but hitting a ball of cotton. What's more, Fu Jian and the commander-in-chief of D2 might be watching him covetously.

Especially Fu Jian, if he faced him head-on, even if he used all his strength, he would probably not get any good results.

Old Feng has already begun to consider retiring.

Meng Jin whispered, "Master Feng, don't worry about us, let's go first! Xing Dian can control all the energy here. This is a trap he and Spiritual Practitioner No. 4 set for us!"

As soon as Meng Jin finished speaking, an extremely strong psychic reaction erupted from the spire nearby.

Two spiritual energy fluctuations that neither Feng Lao nor Meng Jin could understand collided head-on!

Battle of the Spiritualists!
Old Feng was no longer reserved and shouted, "Xing Dian! Let's talk!"

Want to go?

Wang Jixuan's war puppet narrowed his eyes slightly and calmly adjusted his position. Without even looking at the situation in the spire, he continued to cast spells, guiding the resentful souls to attack Feng Lao and others.

Mr. Feng's ability also exceeded his expectations.

SS-level psychics not only have their psychic energy increased in quantity and transformed in quality, they have also comprehended a little bit of the power of laws based on their own abilities.

For example, this old Feng has remarkable control over the wind and stands out among psychics.

If this SS-level psychic awakens...

There was murderous intent in Wang Jixuan's eyes.

Elder Feng asked Meng Jin and the others to stand around him. While resisting the attacks of the resentful spirits, he kept making gestures with his hands. The spiritual energy circuits behind him flashed continuously, and at this moment he was shouting:

"Xing Dian! Do you think I can't break your trick? I'm leaving you a way out! Go back and apologize to the Six Elders. With the psychic skills you have now mastered, you have a place in the Psychic Capital!"

Before Old Feng finished his words, his hands suddenly closed, and the whirlwinds around Meng Jin and others instantly merged, and a huge tornado was born. Old Feng and a few others turned into a green light and went straight up from the tornado!
Rely on psychic powers, not trust intuition and senses;

Old Feng actually found a way to break the illusion array so quickly!

Seeing that they were about to rush out of the tornado, Wang Jixuan, who had been waiting for a long time, controlled the war puppet and jumped out from above the tornado, throwing out...

A suitcase.

The ghost of old Feng is coming.

How dare he withstand a nuclear explosion in such a narrow cavity!
Old Feng made the decision almost instantly. He threw Meng Jin's two weakest subordinates upwards and rushed towards the wall with Meng Jin and the other stronger psychics.

Wang Jixuan swung his long sword downwards, using the hundred-meter-long sword light refined from many demonic energies to smash down fiercely! The two psychics who were thrown out didn't even have time to react, and before they could digest the power of Feng Lao's throwing, they were crushed by the dark sword light, and their souls exploded into powder.

One sword terrifies gods and ghosts, and reduces demonic energy by 30%!

Even though Old Feng dodged in time, he was still hit on the back by the sword.

That was not a physical attack, but essentially a demonic energy impacting the soul. With the help of the magic power displayed by Wang Jixuan, the impact was extremely strong.

Feng Lao's figure became sluggish;
Wang Jixuan came with a sword in hand, chasing fiercely from the rock.

Master Feng is already showing signs of decline, so we should press on and attack him now, not giving this SS-level guy a chance to relax!
Elder Feng only just realized it at this moment...

That suitcase is just a suitcase!

It's not a fucking nuke!
However, Meng Jin stood up.

This guy was extremely angry at the moment, but he forced himself to stay rational. He saw that Feng Lao changed his tactics hastily, his spiritual energy was not smooth, and "Xing Dian" was attacking again, so he turned back decisively.

He doesn't need Feng Lao to sacrifice his life to protect him!
war!
The golden light burst out again, and Meng Jin turned around and threw out dozens of punches.

Wang Jixuan's expression changed slightly, and there was a bit more admiration in his eyes, but his attack was interrupted by Meng Jin. He could only give up Feng Lao and use the demonic attack that he had been brewing for a long time on Meng Jin.

The long sword in his hand suddenly exploded, and the blade fragments spread out like a galaxy. Countless black sword lights burst out, and the demonic energy nearby was instantly drained.

Meng Jin responded with attack and his punches were ferocious.

But he could only break these dark sword lights, but could not purify the essence of the demonic energy hidden within them;
His soul seemed to have fallen into the abyss, as if pierced by thousands of arrows. He could not help but scream and fell backwards into unconsciousness.

Old Feng grabbed Meng Jin with his big hand, and just as he was about to fight back in anger...

Wang Jixuan's sword-breaking attack had already created a long and narrow cavity in the rock. Without saying a word, he threw out a suitcase, threw it at Feng Lao, and then retreated directly!

Once strong, then weak.

The attack that had been brewing for a long time was launched on Meng Jin. If Meng Jin didn't die this time, he would be disabled and his soul would be severely damaged.

Old Feng and several other S-level psychics would no longer give him the chance to attack by force.

So, after the nuclear bomb was put to an end, he left in style, killing as many people as he could. If he couldn't kill them, he could seriously injure them. Killing or crippling Meng Jin was already what he truly wanted in his heart.

Feng Lao said angrily: "Do you fucking think I will be fooled?"

however.

Drop drop drop.

"Lao Feng!"

"Get out!"

Buzz - boom!

……

The escaping war puppet was also hit from behind by the impact force, and the war puppet lowered its head and spat out blood.

After the explosion was over, Wang Jixuan used his spiritual sense to search carefully and only found two residual souls... Unfortunately, they were not Feng Lao and Meng Jin.

The spiritual consciousness could vaguely detect a gust of wind escaping very quickly underground. An SS-level psychic was running for his life after being seriously injured. It would be difficult to stop him with the power of D2 and D5 placed on the periphery.

Even when they used instruments to detect Feng Lao, Feng Lao had already escaped.

Yeah, it’s okay.

Meng Jin was defeated, his men were all killed or injured, and the core force of the Spiritual Management Committee's Inquiry Group was also destroyed.

"How should I report this to Master? Even a small-yield tactical nuclear bomb seems to be quite expensive."

The Taoist priest's war puppet shrugged and was about to turn around to find No. 5 to see what the core circuit was.

The spell he cast just now almost depleted the magic power in the war puppet's body, and the concentration of the evil energy raging inside the snow mountain dropped by 20%.

As soon as Taoist Wang focused his attention on the top floor of the spire, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.

No, sister, you praised yourself so much before, wasn't there an element of bragging in it?

this! ?

(End of this chapter)