In the end, iOker chose to take action against Xiu.
Even if he knew he might make a mistake, it was still better than doing nothing.
I saw the thunder sword in his hand suddenly glowing brightly, the blood-colored spiritual light covering it, and the sword was pointing away!
boom!
A strange scene appeared. The Thunder Sword unexpectedly surged in an instant. The sword body, which was originally more than one meter, suddenly expanded to more than 40 meters. It rushed towards Fang Xiu as if it was telescopic, trying to penetrate him.
Obviously, Fang Xiu had predicted this scene. The moment iOker made the move, he clasped his hands together violently, and the dark spirituality erupted like a volcano.
Pain manifests itself. Angels descend!
Weird, majestic, and incomprehensible Sanskrit singing echoed throughout the audience.
At this moment, the world was silent, and only this strange Sanskrit singing was flowing.
Immediately afterwards, iOker saw a scene that he would never forget, even though he had seen it many times without knowing it.
I saw an angel like the eternal blazing sun descending. The huge shadow was like the sun, and a terrifying sense of oppression enveloped the entire place.
However, this time iOker did not kneel down immediately because he recognized that this was the angel's shadow, not the real body, just like the Taotie shadow that appeared before.
But it was enough to shock him.
He couldn't understand why Fang Xiu could repeatedly summon the projections of one strange god after another.
boom!
A burst of dazzling holy light burst out from the angel's huge eyes, illuminating the entire night sky, like a comet streaking across, and struck hard on iOker's 40-meter-long Thunder Sword.
The holy light and the bloody thunder exploded into a fierce collision, and the thunder was extinguished inch by inch, as if it had been melted.
After all, it is the shadow of an angel. No matter how weak the strength is, the person placed here can still dissolve the light of the soul.
Fang Xiu was not surprised by this result because he had already experimented many times.
Just like the wife can ignore the light of the soul and directly cause harm to iOker.
Even if the power of these high-level beings is weakened hundreds of millions of times, the characteristics contained in them can still crush the lower-level beings.
This feeling is like hot weapons and cold weapons.
An ordinary soldier faces a hundred ordinary soldiers. Under normal circumstances, if he is surrounded by a hundred people, he cannot kill one of them. But when a hundred soldiers surround a man holding a pistol, even if there is only one bullet in the pistol, it will be impossible for him to be surrounded by a hundred people. There is a high probability that he can kill one back.
The gap between the two is not a one-hundred-to-one disparity in strength, but the gap between cold weapons and hot weapons. This is the gap in personality.
Under the illumination of the angel's holy light, iOker's thunder sword was destroyed, and even the spiritual light protecting his body was annihilated, leaving a gap.
The holy light penetrated his body.
But, that's all.
iOker was only slightly injured, with just a blood hole on his chest. This was not a big deal to him who had become strange.
The angel's shadow slowly dissipated. The power it could exert at present was too weak. Even if Fang Xiu could use his third-level strength to break the fifth-level spiritual light, after breaking it, there would be very little power left and he could not Cause too much damage to iOker.
However, this is enough to scare iOker. After all, in his understanding, everyone below the fifth level is an ant. Unless the light of his soul is exhausted, he will never be defeated by anyone other than Xuanyuan Sword. Things hurt.
The severe pain made his movements slow for a moment.
And Fang Xiu, who had practiced countless times, could not fail to seize the opportunity, and immediately gave the order to Fang Moli and others in his mind.
Luo Qingxin directly unleashed all her spirituality without any hesitation.
Absolute zero!
Her small mouth opened slightly, and a terrifying cold air that seemed to freeze her soul spewed out of her mouth.
iOker was hit on the spot. Under the influence of the cold air, layers of ice inevitably appeared on his body, but these ices could not penetrate the light of the soul at all.
All were firmly blocked out.
But what Luo Qingxin wants to do is never to hurt iOker, but to restrain him, even for a second!
She did it at the cost of all her spirituality.
The moment iOker was restricted, the attacks from other captains came in waves and seamlessly connected.
iOker's expression changed instantly. He still misjudged the future and fell into Fang Xiu's trap.
"No!!" iOker's eyes were splitting, not because of the attacks of several captains, but because Fang Moli had already raised the Xuanyuan Sword.
This time he really raised the Xuanyuan Sword without scratching his head.
A cold light appeared in Fang Moli's eyes, and his expression became even more indifferent: "Everything is..."
"Shut up! Do it now!"
Before he could declare victory, Fang Xiu's voice sounded in his mind, interrupting him.
It's not that Fang Xiu can't stand Fang Moli's pretense, but they've already died once because of his pretense.
The interrupted Fang Moli seemed to be choked by something, but this did not prevent him from taking action.
Uh-huh!
The bright golden Xuanyuan Sword Qi suddenly slashed out.
It's all over, iOker.
Fang Moli added silently in his heart.
The moment the Xuanyuan Sword Qi fell on iOker, the light of his soul was like paper, instantly breaking through his defenses.
There was also a huge wound on iOker's chest. The power of Xuanyuan Sword was attached to the wound and could not be healed at all.
iOker's life force was draining rapidly. He fell to the ground and could no longer get up. He knew he was dead.
Looking at the fallen iOker, Fang Xiu knew that the outcome was decided. After many deaths and countless rehearsals, he finally passed the level.
Seeing that the overall situation was decided, Fang Moli also started.
"No one can live after receiving a blow from me, and you are no exception..."
"Even if I die, I will drag you to be buried with me!!"
Fang Moli's words were interrupted again. iOker's face was as ferocious as a sinister creature. He used up the last bit of strength in his body to ignite the light of his soul.
His body began to swell strangely, as if countless sarcomas were surging in his body.
The bloody spiritual light began to flash like a broken light bulb.
"No! He's going to blow himself up!"
Everyone's expression changed instantly and they quickly wanted to escape from this place.
However, they underestimated the horror of the self-destruction of a fifth-level powerhouse, or to be precise, the horror of the self-destruction of the light of the soul.
Rumble——!
Dazzling blood burst out from iOker's body like a nuclear explosion, and everything within a radius of 10,000 meters was enveloped and engulfed by the blood in just a short moment.
Fang Moli and others desperately tried to use the power of the domain to resist, but they had gone through successive battles and their power was almost exhausted. In addition, the fifth-level spiritual light was not something that the domain could defend at all.
Without any surprise, everyone died, including Fang Xiu.
After all, this is the self-destruction of a fifth-level powerhouse. All the light of the soul explodes desperately in an instant. There is no material in the entire explosion range that can not be annihilated, except Xuanyuan Sword.
.......
.......
Fang Xiu frowned slightly when he returned from the game again. He never expected that iOker had the unique skill of self-destruction.
what is this? Won, but didn’t win.
To be precise, they died together.
As far as he understood, it seems that fourth-level spiritual masters and below are unable to self-destruct. After all, spiritual masters are humans in nature and not bombs. How can they explode on the spot?
The so-called desperate effort of a fourth-level spiritual master is just to use the power of the domain to the maximum extent, regardless of whether the body can bear it, just like ordinary people who strain their muscles due to excessive exertion.
A fourth-level spiritual master who exerts excessive force will cause the power of the domain to harm himself, which may result in death, but this is by no means self-destruction.
iOker is obviously different. Before he died, he compressed the light of his soul to the extreme, and then boom!
