The fruit of the Naruto tree is in another world

Chapter 648 Soul Requiem

In the suppressed area of ​​the formation, facing the uninterrupted bombardment of magic and sword energy by seventeen cultivators at the stage of transforming gods, [Xiao] everyone narrowed the defense range again and again, and they were already less than [-] meters away from the explosion core, but even In this way, Kong Chen, Qin Lang and Meng Jingxian could no longer achieve a perfect defense. Many times even Jue, who is not good at fighting, had to participate in order to avoid being successfully attacked by others.

"Eagle Fire Kill!"

Just when Qin Lang was exhausted, an old man in the late incarnation standing behind made a move with his right hand, and released a powerful spell instantly. Suddenly, a giant eagle with condensed fire and spiritual power appeared in the sky and flew straight to Qin Lang. The eagle's cry resounded throughout the wilderness, exuding a terrifying fiery aura.

Seeing the terrorist attack in the sky, Qin Lang's complexion changed, his first reaction was to dodge with lightning flash, but soon, he gave up this plan, because he found that the old man's eagle fire killing was not aimed at him , but flew straight to the core of the explosion.

"Damn it!" Qin Lang cursed secretly, and the few remaining thunder-attribute spiritual power immediately surged out from the meridians, and instantly gathered on the tip of his right finger.

"Finger of Thunder!"

boom!A finger that condensed countless lightning directly pointed out, and the thunder light fell on the giant eagle formed by the eagle fire in an instant, and the spell exploded with a single blow. The red fire attribute and the purple thunder attribute were entangled together. Half the sky is lit up.

Seeing this scene, the old man who cast the spell had a sneer on his face, his expression didn't fluctuate much, and at the same time as his body flickered back, a large amount of spiritual power immediately burst out from his side to prevent Beidou's assassination, and then he was ready to prepare for the next attack.

The purpose of this old man in the transformation stage is very clear. He doesn't expect these attacks to cause much damage to [Xiao], he just wants to consume [Xiao]'s strength and make this organization self-defeating.

This approach is the thinking of most of the cultivators at the stage of transforming gods present. They know that [Xiao] is powerful, especially in this environment, and the combat power it can display is very strong. It is easy to be exploited by others, so consumption is the safest way.

Of course, Prince Zixia is not the one who has this kind of thinking. Maybe he could keep calm when he was not being slapped on the ground by the coffin board before, so he chose the tactics of attrition, but now, he just wants to kill all the people in [Xiao] !
"Kong Chen, I can't hold it anymore!"

Qin Lang, who stood in the front, was sweating profusely, and his spiritual power was almost completely exhausted. Among the three, he was the most exhausted and the hardest. It is not surprising that he was the first to fall at this moment.

"Leave it to me, you rest for a while!" Kong Chen said, his sakura-shaped pupils spun rapidly, looking coldly at the dozen or so monks at the transformation stage who were approaching step by step.

"You..." Qin Lang looked at Kong Chen and knew that he might have to fight to the death. Just like before, outside the Shenguang Temple, he turned the tide by himself, but the consumption was too great. The last time Kong Chen fell into a coma After such a long time, even though his cultivation base has improved a lot now, after such a long time of fighting, Kong Chen is no longer in his peak state. If he uses that move forcefully, no one knows what the consequences will be.

But Qin Lang couldn't stop it, because Kong Chen was already the last hope at this moment.

He used Zixiao Shenlei to restrain everyone for nearly an hour before, and he had no strength to fight anymore, and if Kong Chen didn't make a move, they really had no choice but to give up.

Beidou Meng Jingxian is specialized in assassination. In the previous battles, he has been using his own advantages, constantly harassing the enemy, and even using the death dance of the king-level secret code to severely injure several monks several times. The opponents are not ordinary people, but monks in the stage of transformation. Their physical bodies are inherently terrifying. In addition, once they are injured, these people will immediately escape and restore their cultivation base in the stage of transformation to heal their injuries. There is nothing they can do. .

"There are still two hours before the time Lin Chuan said, can we really hold on?" Qin Lang couldn't help but think with some despair that the battle situation in front of him really made him have no confidence.

Playing the piano for a long time in a row has already made Kong Chen's hands tremble slightly, but at this time, he can only do his best and obey the destiny.

"Lingluo... Let's fight together..." Kong Chen murmured softly, his eyes closed slightly, and the aura of his whole body suddenly declined, as if he had restrained all his aura, as if he had died.

But the moment Kong Chen opened his eyes the next moment, a terrifying fiery aura shot up into the sky, carrying endless madness and an aura against the sky, reverberating in the entire area.

"Listen, this is a requiem dedicated to you..."

The slender fingers flicked lightly, and the crimson strings trembled slightly. Suddenly, an ancient tree rose from the ground and grew rapidly beside Kong Chen. The trunk was brown, the branches were fresh, and the flowers were bright red. It is a beautiful cherry blossom tree, with countless cherry blossoms floating down with the music and the breeze.

The ancient tree nestles beside Kong Chen, one person, one tree, one qin, as if this is the whole of the world, and nothing can break this harmony and beauty.

The falling cherry blossoms linger around Kong Chen, like lingering love words, silky and silky, moistening things silently, unwilling to leave.

"What the hell is this!" A group of monks in the transformation stage frowned upon seeing this strange scene, not knowing what Kong Chen was doing at all.

"Hmph, it's just a desperate resistance, it's completely useless!" Someone said with a cold snort.

When they saw Qin Lang retreating, they knew that there was no suspense in this battle, and the attrition tactics had already made [Xiao] unable to hold on, but to be honest, Suzaku has resisted in front of them for so long, and it really made everyone feel nervous. Shocked, at least this kind of talent, they are a group of monks who are in the stage of transformation.

"Have you finally lost your spiritual power? Then die to me!"

At this moment, the angry roar that had been suppressed for an unknown amount of time finally roared out, and the purple figure flashed out, and went straight to Kong Chen to kill him.

The person who made the shot was none other than Prince Zixia who was slapped and rubbed on the ground before.

The light flickered, and a golden bell flew out from Prince Zixia's sleeve, covering his whole body in it instantly, and then he directly drew out a cyan lightsaber, operated the sword formula, and slashed towards Kong Chen. down.

This time, he must let [Xiao] die without a place to bury him!
In the distance, Kong Chen seemed completely unaware of the rushing Prince Zixia, he just played the piano so quietly, complementing the ancient trees around him, beautiful and harmonious.

However, the cherry blossoms that fell from the ancient tree no longer lingered around the sky, but spun around and fell towards Prince Zixia.

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