Zi Chen had just taken a few steps forward when he suddenly stopped. He stared ahead cautiously, a hint of shock gradually appearing in his eyes.
I saw a bright light flying out from the Bamboo King in front, and this light went straight to the man in black robe.
The other party stood up again.
His mouth was bleeding, his clothes were in tatters, and he looked very embarrassed, but his aura was increasing.
Not only did he not die, but he lived better.
"Your attack is good. If it were elsewhere, maybe I would be dead. But here, I am invincible."
The other party smiled coldly at Zi Chen and said, "I see that all your power has been exhausted, but do you still need to delay? I can give you time. After all, it will take some time for me to return to my prime."
This was the most difficult opponent Zi Chen had ever seen. He was exhausted and without saying a word, he directly used the resuscitation technique.
Flames ignited throughout his body, and his endless potential began to be stimulated.
"There's really no point in swallowing this bamboo king that won't resist. I'll just use you as an appetizer. I'll eat it after I kill you."
The man in black robe smiled lightly and said, "If you have any means, just use it."
Feeling the power of recovery, Zi Chen did not hesitate and activated the black long stick again. At the same time, a long stick appeared on his left hand, which was the manifestation of energy.
The two merged into one, and the soul soldiers began to tremble, and powerful aura surged out.
As soon as the stick fell, the sky and the earth suddenly lit up. The body of the man in black robe flew upside down again, and there were blood stains across the sky.
The man in black robe laughed, "Yes, it's interesting. Let's continue."
After he stood up again after rolling on the ground, he found that Zi Chen had put away the long black stick. He asked with a smile: "Are you accepting your fate?"
During this period, power continued to fly out of the Bamboo King and was forcibly absorbed by the man in black robe.
The mystery is in hand.
It was impossible to accept his fate. Zi Chen, whose whole body was burning with flames, stretched out his hand and drew in the air. The tip of the pen burst into light, and Zi Chen used a stroke of heaven and earth.
This is his strongest method. If this method doesn't work again, he will really fall here today.
A trace appeared, and the entire space seemed to be divided into two, spreading forward.
The smile on the man's face froze, and he sensed danger.
He shouted loudly, quickly formed seals with his hands, and countless soul lights gathered in front of him, forming a beast head.
It looked like a soul-eating beast, opening its bloody mouth and rushing forward.
Uh-huh!
When the soul-eating beast head encountered Zi Chen's attack, it split into two instantly, and then the light continued forward, passing over the body of the black-robed man.
Countless black lights suddenly erupted from the other party's body, and the whole body did not split into two as Zi Chen expected.
Zi Chen's expression changed, he actually failed.
He took a step forward, the ground shook, and another stroke fell.
He clearly felt that it was difficult for him to do this.
The power he had just recovered from the resuscitation technique was once again consumed by him.
Another stroke forward, slightly weaker than the previous one, but still terrifying, with the power to cut through space.
The man in black robe stood still, but the speed of the seal in his hand was faster. A huge black vortex appeared behind him, and a stream of power like a torrent flew out of the Bamboo King and was absorbed by him.
Zi Chen had consumed a lot of energy, and the other party's injuries were extremely serious. He was currently trying to maintain his life.
It can be said that both of them are exhausted, just to see who can persist until the last moment.
Zi Chen's attack came and fell on the black-robed man. The black light continued to bloom, and the black-robed man's body shook, but this time it was still not cut open.
Zi Chen's body in front of him was shaking for a while. He really felt the danger. He gritted his teeth and coughed out a mouthful of blood. The blood condensed in front of him and did not disperse. The mysterious point in Zi Chen's hand was On top of the blood, there are strokes one after another.
In addition to its own strength, it also has its own essence and blood.
After one stroke was made, Zi Chen's body fell down. This time he really had no strength and his face was as pale as paper, so he resigned himself to his fate.
I saw that bloody attack advancing quickly.
The man in black robe, who was also unsteady, burst out laughing when he saw Zi Chen lying on the ground in front of him, "It seems that you are the one who died!"
He was confident of blocking Zi Chen's power, and he was still confident.
The Seal Jue in his hand flew up again, and the speed at which it devoured the Bamboo King's energy became even faster.
The bloody stroke was approaching, and the man in black robe's proud laugh resounded throughout the space.
Zi Chen was already desperate.
Suddenly, the man in black robe's laughter stopped abruptly, and a stroke of blood was seen directly piercing through the other person's body.
split into two.
Zi Chen, who was weak and desperate, stared ahead with his eyes wide open and looked ahead in disbelief. The moment his attack fell, he saw the power surging out of the Bamboo King suddenly stop.
Without the supply of power, the man in black robe could no longer maintain his precarious life, so he could no longer block Zi Chen's attack.
Zi Chen was stunned, not knowing what was going on.
The man in black robe slowly turned around, not daring to make any big movements because he was worried that his body would be split into two parts.
"It's you beast, are you still conscious?"
The man in black robe said, but at this moment he no longer had the strength to roar loudly. His life force was passing away and death was coming.
I saw a face appearing on the Bamboo King. It glanced at the black-robed man and said: "It still retains a trace of consciousness. It cannot stop your devouring, but it can pause for a moment."
"You...you beast."
The black-robed man's facial features began to twist, and he was extremely angry, but his voice was still weak.
This is like the last straw that breaks the camel's back. It's not going to happen sooner or later. It just comes in time.
The anger in the black-robed man's heart at this moment was like a roaring wave, but it was no longer useful. His current state could no longer swallow the power of the Bamboo King, although the Bamboo King could no longer affect him.
But he obviously doesn't want to die here and plans to escape. After all, he is a member of the Soul-Eating Clan. As long as his soul is immortal, he can be resurrected.
At this moment, he heard a sharp whistling sound coming from behind.
When he turned his head, he saw a ray of light coming in front of him, which was Zi Chen's holy talisman pen.
He just threw it out.
The tip of the pen was like an arrow, piercing directly into the black-robed man's brow, and his soul collapsed before he could escape.
With mystery between his brows, the man in black robe fell backwards. After landing, the other person's body separated.
He is dead, too dead to be dead.
Zi Chen stood in the distance, and the fire of resurrection in his body was still burning at this moment.
The battle lasted for so long, and although he won, it was just a fluke. If anyone else came in again, it would be a complete harvest.
Zi Chen must recover quickly, even at the expense of burning his own potential.
