Immediately afterwards, there was a "clang" sound a few feet away.
The phantom man suddenly staggered and stopped in place, Liu Yue's scimitar struck his hand hard.
The Liuyue Scimitar, which exuded hazy light and looked like a full moon, was spinning continuously, cutting into the center of the opponent's palm like a saw blade.
A layer of skin has been cut there, and there is still a trace of wind force that is constantly eroding the wound, trying to break through the fascia under the skin and enter the body, but that layer of fascia is filled with strong demonic energy, as if it is an insurmountable gap. , making it impossible to make any further progress.
The phantom man looked at the move in his palm, slightly tilted his mouth, and said calmly: "It's a bit interesting, but it's still too weak!"
"how come?"
The Rakshasa girl's eyes widened, this was completely beyond her expectation.
"Hey! The full moon is endless~~"
With a sigh, she made a decisive gesture, and the Liuyue Scimitar immediately changed and blocked her arm. The constantly rotating Liuyue Scimitar suddenly turned on and off.
Between the light and darkness, there seems to be some kind of special power, pulling the wind, forming a powerful sealing force, binding the weird arm, and at the same time, it is like a meat grinder, constantly cutting its fingers.
Seeing that the strange arm was bound, the Rakshasa girl turned into several black mists with unwillingness and fled in different directions.
This is her last resort and the most proud one.
After traveling underground for several miles, she flew out of the ground and began to escape with all her strength.
Tens of miles later, she suddenly stumbled and fell from the air with a messy breath.
"It broke so quickly..."
She hurriedly moved her legs cross-legged to perform her exercises, suppressing the backlash of spiritual energy in her body. Because the Full Moon Wuji move was broken, Liu Yue's scimitar collapsed.
After a few days, she suppressed her injuries, but as a result, she was only left with 10% or 20% of her strength.
Facing the terrifying pursuers behind her, she hesitated for a moment, then took out another Yin Soul Bead and stuffed it into her mouth. However, when it came to her mouth, it stopped in mid-air and she did not dare to swallow it for a long time. .
Because this Yin Soul Bead cannot be taken continuously, otherwise the meridians will be damaged, the spiritual power will be disordered, and the evil energy will enter the soul, causing confusion, and eventually become an irrational killing weapon.
"Is this the only step left?"
The Rakshasa girl felt a little sad. Once she took this step, there would be no turning back. But if she didn't take this step now, she might not even be able to get through the exit of the mass grave.
You cannot survive without strength. This is the cruel reality of the underworld.
Not to mention the terrifying strange hand behind her, even those ghosts and ghosts at the entrance of the mass graves would all flock to fight for her, just because she was a pure yin body.
She looked at the Yin Soul Bead in her hand, took a deep breath, swallowed it suddenly into her body, then closed her eyes and began to refine it with all her strength.
The spiritual power began to recover rapidly, but severe pain also followed. This severe pain was not only physical, but also stung the soul.
A little pain in the soul can be magnified infinitely, and not many people can bear this kind of pain.
Cold sweat continued to drip from her forehead. She gritted her teeth. As soon as she stabilized, she kicked off her legs and ran towards the exit at full speed, because she had to leave here as soon as possible.
After a while, the exit of the mass grave could be seen in the distance.
The roads outside the exit extended in all directions, and she had already begun to think about where to go.
After a moment of reflection, she decided to hide near the Capital of Annihilation first, because the closer she got to the Capital of Annihilation, the more powerful people there would be.
Although the danger he will encounter will be greater, I think that even if the weird arm comes after him, I am afraid he will be wary. At this moment, the danger of the weird arm is already ranked first.
Once she made up her mind, she took a deep breath and flew towards the exit with all her strength, which was not far away.
Several teams have already gathered there, but they did not intend to enter immediately. Instead, they were waiting for more teams to join. They obviously realized that
There is danger in the mass graves, but I don’t want to give up the opportunity.
Suddenly, a black shadow flashed from a distance and came to her side, and then a cold voice sounded in her ears.
"If you want to escape from this king's hands, no matter how many soul beads you absorb, it will be nothing more than a dream."
The phantom man raised his head proudly from beginning to end, but his eyes swept back and forth from time to time, and his eyes were full of fire.
As he spoke, Weird grasped the air with his arm, and a few wisps of demonic energy shot out.
The Rakshasa girl was startled, and she was about to separate again in a flash, but those few strands of demonic energy were extremely strange, and they arrived in an instant, blocking her cultivation and binding her tightly, and the position of the binding was extremely sensitive. .
The Rakshasa girl struggled several times, but to no avail. She held her breath in her chest and wanted to curse, but the words reached her lips but could not come out.
"You...you...stop!"
Because the phantom man couldn't wait any longer and started to control the demonic energy, she was so nervous that she could only say these words hesitantly.
This scene shocked countless ghosts and ghosts at the entrance and exit of the mass grave. Many of them had their eyes widened, some were drooling, some were playful and laughing, and some even spoke in reverie.
"Wow, it's like a mountain, so prominent and majestic!"
"If I could play with such a beauty, it would be worth it even if I reincarnate again. Look at her figure, it's really..."
"This beauty is going to suffer. She is like a flower stuck in cow dung. I really want it..."
The phantom man frowned slightly, glanced at them, snorted coldly, and said: "Huh! If you can't criticize the woman that this king likes, then let's all die!"
As soon as they finished speaking, they suddenly started fighting and attacked each other.
Some of the spectators also went crazy inexplicably.
Soon, the entrance and exit of the mass graves became a mess, and no one was left unharmed.
As the Rakshasa girl listened to the buzzing words, crystal tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
"Now that I have been captured alive by this devil, it would be better to have a good time than to be humiliated!"
At this moment, she was determined to die.
Countless pictures flashed through my mind, including beautiful memories and deep-seated hatred. The picture finally stayed in the recent past.
"If you don't want to die here, you have to cooperate with me."
However, this scene only stayed for a moment, and she passed by it because she never believed that the other party had a way to escape. Otherwise, why risk her life? She would have left long ago.
It was impossible for the other party to escape alone, let alone take him with him. He thought he was just using himself to hold back the devil.
It wasn't that she was afraid of death, but the hundreds of years of hatred in her heart kept her from dying in peace.
