Buzz!
The huge word "sin" flowing with blood is suspended in the void, exuding a soul-shaking pressure, as if it is imprisoning the heaven and earth.
Under the word "sin", everyone is a sinner!
A terrible wave spread from the word "sin".
"Divine magic, divine judgment!"
Sean's face became extremely solemn as he looked at the word "sin" dripping blood across the void.
Especially the soul, which has begun to feel a tingling sensation. Sean knows that it is the pain caused by the difficulty of resisting the will.
"Little beast, this technique is a divine judgment technique given by the Holy God. It contains a trace of the Holy God's will. Not to mention you, even the Heavenly Lord can't compete with it!"
Upon noticing Sean's gaze, Tong Danmu also let out a sinister smile, and a sinister voice came from his mouth.
"I will wear away your will bit by bit and let you die in torture. Let me help you continue your life!"
Sean's eyes were slightly focused, and they couldn't help but turn a little dark.
His five masters are Tianjun, and the divine arts that even Tianjun has difficulty competing with are no longer something he can handle.
The Holy God Tong Danmu mentioned was undoubtedly the Supreme God of the Witch Clan, the Witch God.
In the small Xiantian world, traces of the Witch God, the supreme god of the Witch clan, appeared, which made Sean smell the terrifying power behind this conspiracy.
"Great Holy Spirit, please come down with your power and judge this sinful man!"
Tong Danmu's expression suddenly became fanatical and obsessed, his eyes were cold, and the seal in his hand slowly closed.
boom!
As the seal in Tong Danmu's hand slowly closed, the huge word "sin" suddenly trembled in the void, and a surging river of blood poured down, drowning Xiao Xiao in an instant.
In the river of blood that flooded the world, countless runes of judgment formed a cage of judgment, imprisoning and slowly closing Sean. The huge force of oppression instantly crushed Sean's body into a twist, and even the golden light on his body was quickly of.
Obviously, even with the protection of Buddhist golden light, it is still unable to resist this will attack from the Witch God.
After all, the gap between Sean and the Witch God can no longer be calculated using logic.
Hee hee hee
The power of endless judgment is like thousands of swords eroding Sean's will. At the same time, the torrential sea of blood flowing in the soul space is also corroding Sean's soul power.
And in the center of the blood river, those runes seemed to possess the power of judgment that no one in the world could contend with. All of Sean's defenses were swept away almost instantly.
Divine magic, so terrifying!
"ah!"
The tearing pain instantly spread throughout Sean's soul space, so the entire soul space echoed with Sean's unbearable screams.
The confrontation between Sean and Tong Danmu has gone beyond the scope of heaven and earth, and the most terrifying thing is that Sean's life is passing rapidly and is in danger.
Regarding this, the outside world seems to be ignorant of it, and out of trust in Sean, even when they see Sean's painful expression, they quietly wait for the end of this soul battle.
"It seems that it should be over!"
Looking at the dying Sean whose life was quickly passing away, Tong Danmu's eyes flashed with a fanatical luster.
He seems to have heard the call of the Holy Spirit and is being worshiped by hundreds of millions of people.
Hiss!
The vast soul space has been corroded by the sea of blood of judgment, and bursts of thick smoke are rising.
Sean's soul twisted, and as the smoke became thicker, he was faintly on the verge of death.
"or……"
The dying boy's soul breath was getting weaker and weaker, but a low and unyielding voice slowly sounded in his heart.
Because the blood in his heart was still hot, his will was ringing like an eternal voice echoing.
"Let your Divine Judgment help me complete the practice of Soul Gathering Art."
Xiao En endured the severe pain in his soul and began to operate quickly according to the operation route of the Soul Gathering Art, devoting himself wholeheartedly to the comprehension and practice of the Soul Gathering Art.
The obscure and difficult-to-understand text of the Soul Technique, withstanding fierce attacks, is like a student who encounters a difficult problem, verifying it through repeated experiments, and then putting everything into practice.
A series of sudden breakthroughs made Xiao En, who had just practiced the "Soul Gathering Technique", gain insight into the spirit. The whole technique completed several cycles without knowing it.
At this moment, Sean was a little lucky. If he had encountered God's judgment before entering the Soul Tower, just that wisp of God's will would have annihilated him.
All this is due to the curse power that Tong Danmu detonated in Sean's soul time and time again, constantly tempering his will, so that he has a certain degree of resistance even against that ray of divine will. force.
Or, if he hadn't obtained the "Soul Gathering Technique", Sean wouldn't have the ability to compete with the Judgment Blood Sea.
At this time, as the "Soul Gathering Technique" completed several cycles, Sean's soul aura began to slowly rise!
"How can it be?"
Tong Danmu noticed this scene, and the smile in his eyes instantly solidified, replaced by deep uneasiness and panic.
But Sean didn't pay any attention to Tong Danmu, and still indulged in the practice of "Soul Gathering Art" in his own way.
Under normal circumstances, it would have been difficult for Sean to master the Soul Gathering Art for more than a year, but now, under the terrifying soul strangulation of the Judgment Blood Sea, it had the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort.
How could Sean miss this opportunity?
"However, I won't give you a chance to recover!"
Tong Danmu's face was so gloomy that it dripped water. He looked at Sean with murderous eyes, and the seal in his hand suddenly changed at this moment.
"The art of judgment, soul-eating!"
The sound rumbled, and the entire sea of judgment blood suddenly rioted. Countless judgment runes turned into a series of judgment blood spears, roaring towards Sean overwhelmingly.
Buzz!
However, just as the blood sea was rioting and the blood spears were roaring, a dazzling light suddenly bloomed above Sean's head, and finally formed a mysterious and huge light and shadow that slowly rotated outside his body.
The ancient and vast atmosphere emanated from the mysterious light and shadow, and even the nearby air became blurry and hazy.
"This is……"
Tong Danmu's eyes almost popped out of his head. In the mysterious light and shadow, he felt a wave that was no weaker than the Judgment Technique.
Tsk tsk tsk!
The overwhelming spears of judgment suddenly hit the mysterious light and shadow, and there was a sound like a big grinding mill, grinding the spears of judgment that were all over the sky into light powder.
At the same time, the rioting river of blood also flowed into the mysterious light and shadow, purifying the power of judgment, and finally turned into a trickle, nourishing Sean's broken soul.
Sean's weak soul aura was also increasing at an alarming speed.
"Impossible. Who are you? How can you have such a soul method? You kid is simply not human."
Tong Danmu became more and more frightened. When he tried his best, he only had a momentary advantage. However, at this moment, he was shattered into nothingness again. He couldn't help shouting a panic question.
"snort!"
Sean snorted coldly, as if he didn't need to explain anything to a dead man, and then his mind moved, and deep in his soul, bursts of Sanskrit sounds sounded, and the golden light was bright and dazzling.
And the mysterious light and shadow, polished by the storm, became increasingly solid.
Buzz!
As the blood sea of judgment and the blood spears all over the sky disappeared, the entire soul space was filled with an ancient chaotic energy, which was like the buzzing from ancient times, echoing endlessly at this time.
An ancient mottled mill slowly presses across the void, like a god that cannot be shaken by heaven and earth, and has been there since ancient times.
At this moment, even the huge word "sin" in the void was as small as an ant.
The silent confrontation made everyone in the huge square extremely depressed. It seemed that there was a demonic restlessness in their hearts that was difficult to suppress, and the undercurrent was surging quietly.
"What's going on? It's been so long since the confrontation between the little devil and Tong Danmu, but we can't see any signs of fluctuations."
"It would be great if I knew. Hey, why is there a faint black air on your face?"
"You know how to tell me, isn't it the same for you? It should be caused by staying here for a few days. Look, the people around you are all the same. They are fine."
Outside the tower, there were constant noises. They were all waiting for Sean's result, but they didn't take it seriously for their own unusualness.
If it is one person's abnormality, it is a pathology, but if everyone is like this, it is a matter of course. No one pays much attention to it, and a violent atmosphere is quietly brewing.
"What's this?"
Looking at the ancient and vast mill, Tong Danmu's eyes were shaken, and there was unconcealable fear in his heart.
"The Great Millstone of the Soul!"
Sean also looked at Tong Danmu, who looked horrified, and let out a sigh of relief.
This big mill is the big soul millstone that Sean fused with the rolling small cyclones on the soul ladder and condensed it with the "Soul Gathering Technique".
The "Soul Gathering Technique" was originally just a simple soul defense technique. Sean not only used the rolling soul power in the Soul Gathering Technique, but also uniquely condensed the soul millstone with offensive power.
If this great millstone of the soul had not been condensed, Sean would not have been able to resolve this divine judgment technique with the Soul Gathering Technique alone.
Whenever he was on the verge of life and death, Sean could make full use of all his advantages to fight for a chance of survival and gradually become stronger.
The battle of life and death has also been regarded by Sean as a shortcut to the top.
On the other hand, looking at Tong Danshu, his aura became twilight and sluggish.
The use of this magical technique had already exhausted all his soul power, and now he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
At this moment, the fear in his heart instantly climbed to the peak. He couldn't help but said in horror: "What kind of method is this? You kid is not a human being. You are not a human being at all."
A cold look appeared on Sean's face: "Why, what other methods are there? Just come here."
At this moment, Tong Danmu dared to talk about any means. He was like a defeated rooster, extremely frustrated, his face twitched for a while, and he said sadly: "Let me go, boy, we have no hatred or grudges. Let me go please."
Sean said coldly: "Isn't it too late to talk about no grudges now? Haven't you always wanted to kill me? Haven't you always wanted to invade this world?"
