The strongest head exchange system

Chapter 483 One Thought Transformation Formation

Lei Ming had the upper hand but couldn't take Yan Xu down. Zu Wangcheng and others watched the battle from the sidelines, feeling faintly uneasy.

"Master, the situation is wrong. Could it be that this person is acting, and his actual cultivation is not limited to the early stage of Yuanying? If you use this to delay time, it will be troublesome to secretly move in rescue soldiers." Elder Chen of the Blood Dragon Sect looked at him in his ancestors' ears. Bian reminded.

Zu Wangcheng frowned slightly, pinched his chin suspiciously, and said to himself, "Could it be that he was really deceived by this kid?"

"Wait and see, if the situation is not right later, follow my order and go together!" Zu Wangcheng clenched his fists and said.

Seeing that the time was approaching an hour, Zu Wangcheng urged Lei Ming again through voice transmission, "Attack with all your strength, if you don't kill him, you will also maim him, don't waste time."

"Yes! If you don't kill this person, Lei Mou will come to see you."

Still unable to take Yan Xu down, Lei Ming was also furious. If he couldn't handle this person again, wouldn't he be laughed at by his peers, and the attack would become more and more severe.

Lei Ming's long staff swelled up several times, and every swing brought up a violent wind, rolling hurricanes around.

In order to prevent his disciples from being accidentally injured by Gang Feng, Leng Zhiyun set up a defensive shield to block the crowd. At this time, Yan Xu's Nascent Soul seal of the blood-stained worm was coming to an end.

Under the fierce attack, Lei Ming summoned his own Nascent Soul, which was a three-foot-tall black-blue phantom, which was about [-]% similar to Lei Ming.

Lei Ming's Nascent Soul held a silver long spear magic weapon in both hands, and the number of moves was similar to that of the deity. It circled an arc and killed Yan Xu silently from the flank.

Nascent Soul is the biggest difference between Nascent Soul cultivators and Golden Core cultivators.

Its essence is a phantom with mana condensed, and as its cultivation level improves, it will gradually grow to the same height as the deity.

Lei Ming's Nascent Soul is three feet tall, so it can be inferred that his Nascent Soul is in the middle stage, and it is close to the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul Stage.

When the Nascent Soul has been cultivated to seven feet and the same height as the deity, the realm of cultivation will reach the Nascent Soul Dzogchen. As long as you go one step further, the Void God will go through ninety-nine and eighty-one heavenly calamities, and the Nascent Soul will completely transform into a distracted mind with spiritual consciousness , you can break through to the distraction period.

Compared with Lei Ming's Nascent Soul, Yan Xu's Nascent Soul is only one foot tall now, and Yan Xu is inferior to him in terms of pure mana.

Nascent Soul's fighting style has a lot to do with the cultivation method. In most cases, Nascent Soul will protect the deity and cooperate with the magic weapon to assist in the battle. It is extremely rare to use the Nascent Soul to fight hand-to-hand like Lei Ming.

Although the Nascent Soul is an incorporeal body with condensed mana, it will not be easily injured, but once injured it often hurts the root.

"Melee combat? He's a madman." Yan Xu didn't dare to push it any further, and he didn't know when to change the Taihuang sword in his hand.

Lei Ming's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he cursed: "Extreme magic weapon? Well, well, well, I didn't expect you to retain your strength. Let's see how long you can last. If the Nascent Soul is not called out, no wonder I didn't give you a chance."

Seeing that Yan Xu still had one sword and one sword, and did not intend to use Yuanying at all, the veins on Lei Ming's forehead popped up.

"As you wish." Yan Xu said in a low voice, the little golden figure flew out from behind, and the Six Realms Transformation Pen swiped again and again.

The moment the Six Realms Transformation Pen appeared, Lei Ming, Zu Wangcheng and the members of the Blood Dragon Sect were all stunned.

"It's so dazzling, what kind of magic weapon is this?"

"Could it be a Lingbao? I have seen a Houtian Lingbao, and its brilliance is not as good as the one in front of me!"

"Tongtian Lingbao!" Zu Wangcheng immediately slapped his thigh and shouted: "Elder Lei, be careful, retreat quickly!"

Zu Wangcheng thought he had a high opinion of Yan Xu, but now that he saw Liujie Huatianbi, he realized that he still underestimated him.

With the background of the Blood Dragon Sect, only Zu Wangcheng has an acquired spirit treasure.

Above the Houtian Lingbao is the Xiantian Lingbao, and above that is the Tongtian Lingbao, which is only one step away from the top-level Xuantian Lingbao.

With the strength of Yan Xu's third-rank formation master, he still can't instantly construct the casting speed of an 8th-level formation. Moreover, only a 8th-level formation cannot firmly lock Thunder.

But with the blessing of the Heaven-reaching Lingbao-level Six Realm Transformation Pen, the magic circle arranged by Yan Xu Yuanying is comparable to a 10th-level magic circle.

Although the range of the magic circle built quickly is not large, its effect is quite obvious in this kind of one-on-one battle.

Although Zu Wangcheng was afraid of Yan Xu's true identity, he felt a burning passion in his heart. If he could kill Yan Xu and win this treasure, its value would probably be greater than that of the Lingshi vein.

Thinking of this, Zu Wangcheng ignored the previous bet and called everyone to prepare to surround and kill Yan Xu.

Before they could leave, there was a scream of thunder from the field.

I saw Lei Ming's three-foot Nascent Soul trapped in the void circle, and Yan Xu raised his sword and cut it in two.

The swift sword light slashed across, leaving a fine mark on the surface of Lei Ming's Nascent Soul, but it was quickly enlarged by the chapping, and hundreds of shocking cracks appeared.

Even though Yuanying was just a phantom body condensed with mana, Lei Ming, who was connected with Yuanying's mind, couldn't help crying out in pain after being torn and hurt by the sword energy.

"Damn it, you pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!" Lei Ming realized now that Yan Xu has been hiding his strength all along.

Not to mention that Yan Xu's Nascent Soul invisibly set up traps that greatly restricted Lei Ming's movement, Yan Xu's true swordsmanship alone was enough to make him afraid.

And the two were mana at the same time, and the look in Lei Ming's eyes changed from fury to fear.

Lei Ming's Nascent Soul struggled hard in the formation formed by Yan Xu, Lei Ming wanted to escape but was reluctant to do so, if the Nascent Soul was destroyed, others would also be ruined.

Zu Wangcheng was the first to rush to Yan Xu's support, and all the elders and disciples of the Blood Dragon Sect rushed forward.

The one-on-one challenge instantly turned into a group battle, no matter how willing Leng Zhiyun, Ye Qing and the others were to do it, they surrounded them without hesitation.

"Zu Wangcheng, your opponent is me." Zu Wangcheng made the first move, but Leng Zhiyun was half a beat behind him, so he couldn't help shouting loudly.

Regardless of Leng Zhiyun, Zu Wangcheng went straight to kill Yan Xu, saying that he would save Elder Lei, otherwise the morale of the Blood Dragon Cult would be greatly damaged.

"Hunyuan returns to one!" Yan Xu's eyes flashed, and the Taihuang sword blasted towards the immobile thundering Yuanying like a thunderbolt.

Lei Ming's Nascent Soul was trapped in the formation by the Six Realms Transformation Pen. After a bright light passed in front of his eyes, it completely turned into spots of mana.

"No!"

Lei Ming's eyes were bloodshot and he drank violently, but he didn't have the slightest strength to fight back. He watched his Nascent Soul being smashed to pieces.

The Nascent Soul was destroyed, Lei Ming's qi and blood instantly decayed, each black hair turned into white hair, and his thin face aged rapidly.

Lei Ming was already ruined, even if he didn't take his life, it might not be a few years.

Zu Wangcheng was stopped by Leng Zhiyun, but he still didn't rush to help him. Seeing that the result could not be changed, his figure suddenly retreated.

"Do you think you have a chance of winning by plotting against me as an elder? Go to hell!"

Zu Wang formed strands of hair without wind, like an angry lion overlooking Yan Xu's crowd, holding up a blood-red gourd with his right hand, and slapping the bottom of the gourd three times with his left hand.

"None of your disciples will survive, let's see what you can fight with me!"

At this time, everyone from Xingyue Palace and Tianhao Sect had already rushed in front of the disciples of the Blood Dragon Sect, and the two pairs of people had already fought for several rounds.

Yan Xu spread his hands and looked around, pretending to be surprised and said: "Your lines are very powerful, but unfortunately, nothing happened."

lines?Zu Wangcheng doesn't know what lines are, and he doesn't have the time to think about them now, so he slapped the gourd several times in succession with his face flushed.

"What's going on? My blood worms have already parasitized the people in Xingyue Palace!"

Zu Wangcheng wants to cry but has no tears. Why is his biggest trump card not working?Looking at Yan Xu's meaningful smile and looking at himself, his scalp was numb and he was in a cold sweat.

"My disciples are all living well, but yours seem to be unable to hold on." Yan Xu pointed to the front.

The number of the Blood Dragon Cult is only two hundred. This is the elite specially selected by Zu Wangcheng from among his disciples. However, compared with the more than 400 disciples of Xingyue Palace and Tianhao Sect, and the army of four hundred fifth-order spirit beasts, their strength is too different. big.

If it weren't for the hard support of several Nascent Soul Elders of the Blood Dragon Sect, the whole army of the Blood Dragon Sect would be wiped out without even half a stick of incense.

"Damn it! Who are you?" Zu Wangcheng thought to himself that the situation was over, and asked Yan Xu's identity unwillingly.

At this time, even if Zu Wangcheng went off in person, he would not be able to change the defeat, as long as he made a move, he would be restrained by Leng Zhiyun.

"Yan Xu, head of Tianhao Sect, remember clearly. However, it doesn't matter if the dead can't remember." Yan Xu said lightly.

Zu Wangcheng still didn't believe in Yan Xu's identity, so the person who could get the Tongtian Lingbao was from such an unknown sect.

"Fuck you! The Blood Dragon Sect disciple obeys the order and withdraws!" As soon as the words fell, Zu Wangcheng cast a few spells at the location of the Xingyue Hall disciples, and then escaped while taking advantage of the confusion.

Leng Zhiyun was worried that his disciple would be injured, so he chose to resist the spell that Zu Wangcheng cast before leaving, and did not chase after him immediately.

"Xiao Jin, it's up to you!" Yan Xu flicked his sleeves, and the King of Tun Tian Shu King chased him out.

Yan Xu was able to kill Lei Ming by surprise, and he was not blindly confident enough to deal with Nascent Soul Dzogchen, the gap in strength was too great after all.

"I smell the Nascent Soul, squeak!" Tuntian Shuwang was faster than Zu Wangcheng, and caught up to him within a few dozen miles.

(End of this chapter)