[Douluo/Sword Three] Tang Paper Umbrella

The purpose of launching an attack with spiritual consciousness is to limit the battle to a competition of mental power, and to devour the Rakshasa God with evil thoughts, Meng Jiang not only wants to significantly weaken the opponent's ability before he counterattacks, but also strengthens his own. strength.

Although Meng Jiang is already a demigod, she is still far away from the god level. From demigod to god level, it is not just a step away, not to mention that she only has physical fitness to reach the demigod level.

Originally, Meng Jiang wanted to use the Holy Fire, whose attributes were incompatible, to deal a blow to the Rakshasa God, but now he had to change his method.

Naturally, the Rakshasa God cannot sit still and wait for death, but he is burdened with various restrictions. First, he cannot exert his full god-level strength because of the price of the lower world. Second, he is eaten up by Meng Jiang. Third, his hatred for Meng Jiang will actually encourage her. The power makes her devour faster.

This world is almost turning into a thick night, but unless the competition in spiritual thoughts is at the god level, others will not be able to see the dark color of spiritual thoughts.

Meng Jiang's consciousness suddenly surged, and with brutal murderous intent and indomitable momentum, he rushed towards the Rakshasa God overwhelmingly, intending to strangle him.

This was the result of Muchito's training for her. Meng Jiang, who was completely unblocked, finally showed her strength as the evil in the world. The mental power with the aura of chaos seemed to be like hell, making all those who had spiritual thoughts with her Anyone who blends in can feel the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the cries of gods and the howls of ghosts.

This made the Rakshasa God feel fear and crisis deep in his heart.

The rolling evil thoughts turned into ferocious beasts, tearing apart his black mist-like body with big mouthfuls. The Rakshasa God was so angry that he never expected that his chosen successor would suddenly attack him.

He finally realized that he had raised an evil spirit that would come back to bite him.

"Little ant, you are so brave!"

God-level strength finally exploded, and the black light condensed into a sharp thorn in a breath, striking directly at Meng Jiang's heart.

And Meng Jiang's reaction was not unpleasant. When the Xianyu Spiritual Umbrella opened in front of him, the martial soul's true form was released at the same time. The white-feathered sea eagle flew out from the ripples on the umbrella surface and turned into shadows hovering. Within six feet of Meng Jiang's body, a wave-like aura surrounded him. She surrounded him and blocked the attack of the Rakshasa God.

When the opponent was not in full strength, Meng Jiang's defense was indeed enough to withstand it, but it was only short-lived because her strength was simply not enough to support her long-term defense.

The Rakshasa God's attack is based on points, concentrating his power on one point to attack, maximizing the power of his attacks.

If he wants to win, Meng Jiang must switch from defense to offense.

Even with her soul power output at this time, Lightning Chiyu's defense began to have cracks.

——I can’t hold it any longer.

Meng Jiang gritted her teeth, knowing clearly that she must first control the Rakshasa God, otherwise the other party's counterattack would inevitably cost her a huge price.

Haidiao Lingge and Meng Jiang had the same mind. No need for instructions, just a thought, Lingge jumped from the air towards the Rakshasa God.

Xiangji Biluo, this move was also used by Meng Jiang when he first fought against the Deep Sea Demonic Whale. The million-year-old sea soul beast, the Deep Sea Demonic Whale, is already infinitely close to the god level, and it only needs one final kick. With its strength, Meng Jiang can still interrupt its skills. So at this time, when Meng Jiang has reached level ninety-nine, and the Rakshasa God is not at its peak, she can naturally interrupt the opponent's skills. Magic skills.

However, these four seconds of silence only worked for Rakshasa God for one second.

But this is enough for Meng Jiang, all she needs is a chance. From the beginning, Meng Jiang had no intention of fighting head-on with the Rakshasa God in terms of strength.

The spiritual thoughts that had been restrained due to the resistance of the Rakshasa God regained their strength. In the past, Meng Jiang's mental strength was weak, but now her spiritual thoughts were full of violent aggression.

The Rakshasa God's hatred and murderous intention towards her only fueled her power. Just like when she encountered the deep-sea demon whale on the sea surface, she roughly thrust her divine thoughts into the mind of the Rakshasa God. This time, she All that's left to do is destroy.

In a battle between strong men, the situation of the battle is often reversed in an instant. The flaws are not irreparable, but if the opponent catches one's flaws, then that person will be unable to recover.

Using the spiritual world of Rakshasa God as the battlefield, Meng Jiang and his spiritual thoughts began to fight. The battle between spiritual thoughts is more dangerous than actual combat, because it is the soul that is hurt.

Perhaps in terms of attack power, the two are evenly matched, but in terms of devouring ability, how can the Rakshasa God, who is just the god of evil thoughts, compare to Meng Jiang, who is the embodiment of "evil"?

His soul was wounded, and the Rakshasa God was already crazy, but his instinct in crisis allowed him to find the weakness in Meng Jiang and attack him to create a chance of survival.

By this time, the two of them were locked in a fight to the death.

If Meng Jiang began to gain the upper hand on the spiritual battlefield, then in terms of physical strength, she was far inferior to the Rakshasa God.

The Rakshasa God also knew this, so he only allocated part of his power to temporarily block the invasion of Meng Jiang's consciousness, while most of the power was condensed in front of him, and the rolling black mist turned into a purple-black cloth. The huge scythe covered with magic patterns and its huge energy fluctuations even made Meng Jiang feel as if his body was being cut. The skin all over his body was red and there were tiny traces of blood.

From the beginning, the Rakshasa God was in a state of control, and it was only then that he exerted the power of the true God.

But how could Meng Jiang be afraid? Ever since she wanted to kill the god, she had considered various consequences, the worst of which was death.

And she is a lunatic herself.

The battle has entered a fever pitch, and now they are competing for speed. Who will be the first to strangle the Rakshasa God in the spiritual world, or the Rakshasa God to chop off Meng Jiang's head with the Rakshasa Demon Scythe first.

The terrifying energy locked Meng Jiang's body, making it impossible for her to dodge. The huge sickle struck down, and the energy around the artifact formed a vortex, slowly sucking Meng Jiang's body towards it.

"If you want to kill me with this move, you are totally wrong!" Without hesitation, Meng Jiang slapped her chest with a palm, and Meng Jiang spurted out a mouthful of blood. Her body immediately became illusory, as if she was going to Scattered and turned into evil thoughts.

No longer defending, Ling Ge was forcibly recalled by her. Meng Jiang even took the initiative to rush under the Rakshasa Demon Scythe. The malice of chaos was like the sharp teeth of a ferocious beast. He opened his bloody mouth and bit the sickle as if biting the throat of his prey. , the sound of the collision of forces almost pierced the eardrums, the earth cracked, and the trees were shattered into powder by the energy.

Her body was instantly cut with several deep scars, and red blood splashed and stained a large area of ​​land.

The Rakshasa God can obtain their darkest and most evil thoughts from living and dead creatures and turn them into their own divine power. Meng Jiang herself has evil thoughts, and the Rakshasa God's divine power is no different from nourishment to her.

But the attack power that the opponent should have does not mean that it does not exist.

"Do you know why you chose me?" The body is shaky, even the demigod's physique is about to collapse at this time. Meng Jiang increased the speed of devouring both sides, vomiting blood and sneered, "That's the reason. It's a pity that your use of this power is far inferior to mine."

Just as Meng Jiang finished speaking, the Rakshasa God's spiritual thoughts were extinguished first. The energy at the time of his death suddenly burst out with incomparable resentment, accompanied by a shrill scream, which instantly tore a small hole from the evil thoughts released by Meng Jiang.

Immediately, the force penetrated her left shoulder.

——This is even if Meng Jiang dodges, otherwise it will be her heart that is penetrated.

"Puff——" Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and Meng Jiang finally fell down.

Her whole body was almost soaked with blood, and her consciousness began to faint. Meng Jiang only felt that there was no pain anywhere in his body, and his vitality was rapidly draining away.

Need to replenish energy...

She forced herself to wake up, and managed to control her evil thoughts to continue devouring the power of the Rakshasa God to repair herself.

And when she slowly recovered to a certain level, the feeling of being inexplicably consumed came again.

Meng Jiang's own recovery speed began to slow down and gradually stopped. The power she absorbed disappeared without knowing where. The balance between the two sides could not be balanced at all, and the wound began to bleed again.

Originally, the power of the Poseidon was a power of light, and it was normal for it to consume each other with evil thoughts. However, the power of the Rakshasa God came from the same source as her, but it was just a little more mixed. Logically speaking, there should not be such a offset.

But she didn't want to think about it at this time.

The Rakshasa God was dead, but his godhood and status were still there. Meng Jiang then borrowed her evil thoughts to fill it up, consuming almost 80% of the power she now had, and re-created a "Rakshasa God".

"Go...Give all your 'divine power', godhood and status to Bibi Dong, let her become the new Rakshasa God... Just say, just say that I am not qualified to inherit..."

Yes, this is Meng Jiang's plan, to replace the prince with a civet cat and directly remove the salary from the bottom of the cauldron.

After giving this order and watching the figure of "Rakshasa God" heading towards Wuhun City, Meng Jiang's tight string finally relaxed.

The moment before she fell into coma, she gently called out, "Tang San..."

Without the suppression of strength, the wounds on Meng Jiang's body that had recovered somewhat collapsed again.

Tang San, who was fighting Qian Renxue far away at the seaside, suddenly felt a huge panic in his heart. The Poseidon Trident brand he left on Meng Jiang sent a warning at this moment, making him immediately feel that Meng Jiang was dying.

——He wants to find Ajaan, he must go now!

The fear of imminent loss instantly filled his heart again, so Qian Renxue blocking him became an obstacle that he wanted to remove immediately.

Qian Renxue felt that Tang Sanzhou's aura changed, becoming murderous and cold.

"Get out of the way!" He knocked Qian Renxue away with a halberd, and then wanted to find Meng Jiang.

"Stop!" Qian Renxue waved her wings in the air to stand still, the angel holy sword in her hand pointed directly at Tang San, and the huge holy sword shadow immediately slashed at him, "Where are you going? Tang San, you Do you want to run away?!"

How could Tang San be willing to explain to her? His eyes were red, looking at Qian Renxue who was standing in front of him, his eyes filled with murderous intent. The Poseidon Trident burst out with intense light, and his aura suddenly doubled. The power of the ocean was condensed and absorbed by him, and turned into a blow that almost destroyed the world and struck Qian Renxue.

"Get out—!"

After releasing this blow, he didn't even look at Qian Renxue's situation. Instead, he turned around and headed towards Meng Jiang. The long distance only took two or three minutes at his extreme speed.

Tang San saw Meng Jiang lying on the ground covered in blood, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

His vision went dark, and he rushed over almost desperately. He hugged her into his arms with trembling hands, and the Poseidon's light and the healing power that originally belonged to the Blue Silver Emperor's soul bone began to treat her through the infusion of divine power. At the same time, Tang San cut the palm of his hand, and divine blood gushed out. He pried open Meng Jiang's tightly closed lips and teeth and poured the blood in. Almost immediately, his face turned pale, while Meng Jiang's face gradually became covered with a layer of blood, and it was filled with blood due to blood loss. The cold body also began to warm up.

Meng Jiang's body began to recover under the infiltration of divine power and divine blood. She slowly opened her eyes and smelled a familiar scent in her nose, knowing that Tang San was here.

Tang San arrived just in time and pulled her back from the brink of death. She arched her arms lovingly into Tang San's arms and said in a disgusting voice, "You're here to pick me up~"

With a "pop" sound, a tear fell on Meng Jiang's face. She was hugged tightly by Tang San with a strength that was almost crushing. She blinked blankly and groped to cover the young man's moist face.

"Oh, why are you crying?"