When the first stone mountain fell, Aslan knew that Li Boxen had taken the bait. If the Fengxue Sword God possesses his true spirit and luck, Zhiyasi will inevitably end up with both body and spirit destroyed.
He stood on a huge rock on the bank of the Lanjiang River and used his magic skills, just enough to have a panoramic view of the scene in Dongying.
The outcome is doomed, so what Aslan mainly sees is not the fighting method between the two, but the magic knife in Li Bochen's hand and the helmet on his head. These two things were relics of the ancestral saints, and were later obtained by the Killer Saint among the Nine Saints. Thousands of years later, they fell into the hands of this person again.
It is ironic to say that even among the people on the other side of the mountain, I heard that Li Boxen was considered a "kindhearted person", but by some strange combination of circumstances, he got the Killing Saint Armor. Such a treasure can only be controlled by those with destiny. He suffered it in his previous life, and it probably brought him a fatal disaster.
Several stone mountains fell in succession, blocking off the large group of Rakshasa. When he saw this method, Aslan was slightly moved - because it didn't seem like Feng Xuejian's ability, or it shouldn't be his style of doing things. As a secret spirit, even if you want to come to the living world, you should try to avoid attracting the attention of various spiritual gods. Even if he wants to use his magical power to kill Zhiyasi tonight, he should take advantage of the situation - for example, he should take advantage of a snowstorm that is not uncommon. But now, it would be too showy to use magical powers several times in a row.
He couldn't help but think about what the priest said - why did Feng Xuejian want to use Li Bochen's body to enter the living world?
Just when he thought of this, he suddenly saw a huge golden body appearing in the sky above Dongying. Wearing a golden helmet and golden armor, holding a spear and a sword, he looks majestic. This scene made Aslan stunned. First, he thought, Feng Xuejian first used spells continuously, and now he appeared in a golden body. Is this because he was afraid that no one would know that this mysterious spirit of his had come to the living world?
My heart suddenly jumped again - no, this shouldn't be the phantom body of Fengxuejian! The spirit god absorbs the wishes of believers, and its phantom incarnations have different appearances. For example, the Six Emperors, who claim to be the righteous gods in the world, often make their followers think that they should look awe-inspiring and righteous, so they often have illusions of shining golden light. For example, the Three Demon Lords claim to be true and sincere, while the believers are like the Rakshasa and Sumeru demon beasts, who are willing to sacrifice blood and fire, so they often have violent and gloomy hallucinations. As for the mysterious spirit illusion like a snowstorm sword, even if there is some real spiritual energy, it often shows its true appearance due to the lack of worship from believers. And the original appearance of Fengxuejian will never be like this!
Just as he was waiting to take a closer look, the golden illusion had disappeared - Zhigas's illusion emerged in the night sky. Then, almost in the blink of an eye, Li Bochen, who was standing on the ground, raised his knife and smashed it into pieces.
This is the expected ending. King Anle of Xiying allowed his subordinates to retaliate against Rakshasa. Zhiyasi was killed by Li Bochen, and Dongying lost control. Next, the monster will disperse or kill these Rakshasa, and then he will kill Li Bochen. In the end, the monsters and Xumihui teamed up to cross the Dangtu Mountains and occupy the Li Realm - surrounded by mountains, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and there is no Rakshasa control. It can become a stronghold for them in the south, and they gradually plan to hide the Yuan. .
Now, Aslan saw Li Bochen sitting cross-legged on the ground, fighting with the remaining demonic luck. According to common sense, Li Bochen's own Yin spirit should have been burned out by the Snow Sword at this time. The one in his body now is the true spirit of the Snow Sword who abandoned his hiding place outside the living world. The spirit god who came to the earth must be extremely weak, and it will take a long time to recuperate and adjust before he can display his magical powers again in the living world. Now was Aslan's best chance to take action, it was time for him to show up.
But Aslan hesitated. Because there was something really wrong with the vision just now, he was not even sure whether he should let go of this opportunity and consult the priest again. The next moment he knew that his hesitation was correct - Li Bochen swung an earth-shattering sword, and a huge crack appeared on the ground, and then he shouted, "The first one will die."
Then, the remaining demonic luck was defeated by Li Boxen. He stood up again, his momentum even stronger than before!
Aslan was deeply shocked and couldn't understand what was going on - Li Bochen was a part of the priest's plan and a disposable chess piece, but now it seems that this chess piece cannot be taken off the chessboard!
He knew he had to make a decision quickly now, so he took the risk.
He took out a gold medal from his arms, with intricate runes engraved on it. He can't cast spells now, but he still has spiritual power available. So when I flicked my fingers together on the gold medal, the runes on it were lit up. A spell was forced out and pounced on Li Bochen in the night.
At this time, there was chaos in Dongying. The prisoners assembled five or six thousand-man troops and tried to break out to the northeast. After Zhiyasi died, the Rakshasa could not withstand the attack of the monsters and began to flee to the north and south. Rakshasa and humans were like a puddle of water being squeezed by the vanguard of monsters. They were scattered and mixed together, so they started fighting again. In this case, Aslan thought that the spell he sent out would not attract anyone's attention - after all, everyone was fighting and fighting, and the spiritual power in the entire area was spreading freely, which was the perfect place for this spell. cover.
The technique itself was a moderately powerful blow - if Li Bochen was too strong on the outside at this time, he would definitely be injured. Then he can safely kill them as planned. If he resists this spell, Aslan will immediately realize that this person is far more powerful than previously thought, and he should immediately go to the priest to renegotiate the plan.
But the third situation occurred - the moment the spell was sent out, Li Bochen from a distance suddenly turned his face and stared at this side, shouting: "Who is there?! Get out!"
Sound like thunder!
Aslan's heart skipped a beat, and the first thought that came to his mind was that this person may not have noticed me, he might just be aware of something strange and be bluffing!
The next moment this idea was immediately rejected - withdraw!
But before he jumped off the boulder, Li Bochen, who was still standing there before, disappeared. Then Aslan saw a cloud of snow mist bursting from the camp wall on this side of the east camp—about five hundred steps away. Then the fir tree trunk in front of the boulder exploded from the middle with a bang, as if it was hit by something - about fifty steps away from the boulder.
He only had time to think of "how could it be so fast?" when Li Bochen's figure suddenly appeared in the night in front of him, and a hand quickly grew in size and was printed on his chest——
boom!
Aslan was thrown nearly a hundred steps away by a single blow, causing two high-wall-like waves of snow to splash on the ground. They slid to the bank of the Lanjiang River and cracked a huge boulder before stopping!
He was almost unconscious and felt as if all his limbs were broken. But powerful spiritual power surged out from the breastplate, and vitality flowed through his body. He recovered almost instantly. He reached back to pull out the knife from his waist, but heard a slight sound in front of him.
"You are very knowledgeable when talking to Zhi Yasi." The blade of the magic knife was pressed against his throat. Li Bochen walked out of the night and looked down at him with a look of disdain. "The knife you use is different from that of Rakshasa." ——Are you a Rakshasa? What are you standing here looking at?"
Aslan felt his aura up close. An idea came to his mind - the person in front of him who looked human was definitely more than just a human.
