The deeper they flew into the hall, the larger it became. In the end, it had the aura of a world of its own. A large number of lightning bolts and strange-shaped stones appeared in the originally empty space. The stones were all made of lightning. They floated in the air, row upon row. There was no pattern on the surface, but they seemed very mysterious when one looked at them.
In the distance, two silhouettes kept approaching. They were Mo Wen and the red-browed old freak. The two of them had been chasing each other in the Thunder Great Hall for five days and five nights.
Mo Wen's face was pale and his clothes were messy. He looked a little pathetic. In the past five days, the injuries in his body had been accumulating and had reached a rather serious level. The red-browed old freak was obviously prepared to use this method to exhaust him to death. That was why he had been chasing him relentlessly.
His Celestial Body was a Heavenly Path remarkable power. It was impossible for him to die because of this. However, if his injuries continued to worsen, it was very likely that his cultivation level would drop.
On the other side, the red-browed old freak was also in a pathetic state. He had suffered a lot while chasing Mo Wen. Compared to when he was in the Blood Battle Palace, this youth had actually become much more powerful.
If Li Feng fought with Mo Wen now, he most likely would not be able to withstand even one blow. It had only been two months, but Mo Wen had actually grown so much.
The Divine Palace Coiling Dragon Seal!
A cold light flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. The next moment, his soul appeared in the mind of the red-browed old freak. A terrifying soul wave surged in the declarative memory.
"This move again!" The expression of the red-browed old freak changed drastically. He had already suffered from the Divine Palace Coiling Dragon Seal before. It could be said that most of the injuries on his body were caused by this strange Divine Palace Coiling Dragon Seal.
In the declarative memory, Mo Wen's body shone brightly. Beams of soul light were released from his body. Then, the next moment, they turned into a huge divine dragon. The divine dragon seemed to have no end. It circled the red-browed old freak's declarative memory. The ferocious dragon head lifted and spat out a soul hurricane from its mouth.
In an instant, the hurricane swept through the entire declarative memory.
The Primordial Soul of the red-browed old freak had nowhere to hide. It could only withstand this terrifying hurricane. He did not have a treasure to protect his soul. He could only withstand any attack by himself. If he could not withstand it, he would die.
Ah!
A scream sounded in the declarative memory. The Primordial Soul of the red-browed old freak kept twisting. His soul was like a snowman that was being blown by the hurricane, melting bit by bit.
The intense pain caused Red-eyebrowed Freak's face to distort. The pain caused by the power directly affecting the soul was beyond imagination.
"Red-eyebrowed Old Monster, you can't kill me. If this goes on, both of us will suffer."
The Divine Palace Coiled Dragon did not last long. It quickly dissipated. Mo Wen's silhouette appeared on the Coiled Dragon's head. He looked coldly at the Red-eyebrowed Old Freak.
This old monster was a cultivator at the middle stage of the Divine Illusionary Realm. The difference of one realm was like the difference between heaven and earth. Although it was only a clone of Red-eyebrowed Monster, his Primordial Spirit was at the level of the Divine Illusionary Realm. Even the Divine Palace Coiling Dragon Seal could not kill him completely.
"So what if both sides are injured? It's enough that you're the one who died in the end. "
Red-eyebrowed Old Freak gritted his teeth. His Primordial Soul pounced directly at Mo Wen, looking as if he did not care about his life.
He knew that after unleashing the Divine Palace Coiling Dragon Seal, Mo Wen's soul would not be able to recover in a short period of time. This was the best opportunity for him to counterattack.
Mo Wen's techniques were somewhat strange. There were many unimaginable techniques that even the Red-eyebrowed Old Monster had never heard of or seen before. Mo Wen could also directly target the soul. It was rather frightening and terrifying.
However, the Red-eyebrowed Old Monster was not afraid. His Primordial Soul was at the level of the Divine Illusionary Realm. It was a soul split from his original body and had about one-third of the power of his Natal Primordial Soul.
Today, no matter what, he had to kill this brat.
With a flash of black light, a short saber appeared in the Red-eyebrowed Old Monster's hand. The short saber was as black as ink. It was unknown what material it was made of, but it could actually directly appear in the declarative memory to attack a soul body.
Red-eyebrowed Old Monster casually slashed. Endless saber light surged forward, enveloping the entire declarative memory.
Red-eyebrowed Old Monster was not a soul immortal cultivator, but his soul realm was high enough. The power he could unleash was strong enough. Although the power of this saber was far inferior to the Divine Palace Coiling Dragon Seal, it could still injure Mo Wen's foundation.
Mo Wen's face was cold. With a thought, he disappeared from the Red-eyebrowed Old Monster's declarative memory. He came and went freely, not coming into contact with the Red-eyebrowed Old Monster's attack at all.
"Damn it!"
When the red-browed old freak saw Mo Wen disappear in front of him again, he roared in exasperation. He was in his declarative memory, but he could not control it. Mo Wen could come and go as he pleased as if he was strolling in his backyard. This feeling was very frustrating.
Outside, Mo Wen's Primordial Soul had just returned to his body. He did not stop running forward at all. Red-eyebrowed Old Monster had almost no weaknesses. The power he controlled was also a level higher than Mo Wen's. This kind of person was very difficult to deal with.
"You want to escape? Dream on!" A black shadow chased after him again.
…
Three days later, Mo Wen stood on a rock in the void. He looked across with a cold expression. There, Red-eyebrowed Old Monster stood on another rock.
Both of their auras were a little chaotic. They were in a rather bad state.
"What's wrong? You finally can't run anymore? "
Red-eyebrowed Old Monster looked at Mo Wen, who was no longer running away. He smiled coldly. He felt that victory was getting closer and closer. No matter how powerful a person was, there would be a time when they were at the end of their rope.
"Red-eyebrowed Old Monster, there is an old saying that goes, 'If you agree to a bet, you must accept your loss.' As a dignified Divine Illusionary Realm immortal cultivator, I did not expect you to be so despicable," Mo Wen said lightly.
He indeed did not intend to run anymore. It was because continuing to run like this was not a solution. Red-eyebrowed Old Monster was clearly determined not to let him go.
"Admit your loss, my foot. If you know what's good for you, quickly hand over the Starry Mask and the Sacred Fire Sword. Also, hand over all the treasures on you. If you perform well, maybe I can spare your life. "
Red-eyebrowed Old Monster was furious when he mentioned this. He felt that he had been tricked by Mo Wen. A mere junior had actually dared to trick him.
"Spare my life? That's not necessarily true. It's hard to say who will live and who will die now. "
Mo Wen took a deep breath. He was prepared to take a risk. If he succeeded, he could kill Red-eyebrowed Old Monster on the spot. Of course, if he failed, he would have to pay a huge price.
A dim light shone from his body. As the dim light floated, a silhouette suddenly appeared beside him. The silhouette was very illusory. It seemed to be just a soul.
Then, the soul split into two, then into four … Very quickly, there were 24 silhouettes standing beside Mo Wen.
"Soul Separation Technique?"
Red-eyebrowed Old Monster looked at Mo Wen in shock. He naturally knew about the Soul Separation Technique, but there were very few people who could use it to this extent.
Dong!
There was a clear sound. The next moment, 24 ancient swords appeared in front of Mo Wen.
The 24 soul bodies were like 24 living people. They all took a step forward and then each held an ancient sword.
They were the Billion Creatures Technique and the 24 Devouring Soul Swords that Mo Wen had cultivated!
(To be continued.)
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