Chapter 679: Pupil Technique Confrontation (Part 1)

"Master, help-"

The helpless call in Han Liuli's soul reached Yang Fan, the master who was connected to his soul.

Whether it is connected by the mind or the reflection of the Xianhong space, Yang Fan clearly controls the situation of Han Liuli.

"Brother Yang, save her quickly!"

Xiaoxin was shocked and looked worried.

Yang Fan's face was awe-inspiring, and his sky was filled with the void, feeling the unprecedented crisis of Han Liuliu.

Her mental consciousness, under the inexplicable power of the Blood Wheel Death God, fell into another spiritual space.

According to the previous situation, no one who faces the blood eyes of the Blood Wheel Death God can see the sunshine the next day, and the powerful people who connect to the Xuan level are no exception.

"Han Liuli, you have to hold on..."

Yang Fan immediately managed to recall her back to Xianhong Space.

But I know very well that in the spiritual space, the loss of time is very different from the outside world.

For example, the communication of divine thoughts is an example. A strong man above the God Transformation Stage may have been communicating with a look of his eyes for a long time.

The "epsy technique" of the Blood Wheel Death God is a magical power similar to the "Dream Soul Technique", and it is even more brilliant and mysterious.

Han Liuli, covered in blue hair, had a pale face and fell into a blood-colored abyss. Within the sight of her eyes, everything was absolutely dark except for the blood waves rushing in the abyss.

"Hehehehe..."

A thin figure shrouded under a black robe and hat appeared in front of her out of thin air, with blood-red eyes and thin hands, holding her white and slender neck hard.

"Master, help-"

This is also the moment when Yang Fan heard Han Liuli’s cry for help.

"After entering my blood god realm, even a great monk in the transformation of gods can only die, let alone a little snake demon who has not reached the level of mystery."

Under the black robe and hat, the thin figure showed a pale face as white as a ghost, which scared Han Liuli, who was struggling with her desperate appearance.

She cried in her heart, why didn't the master save her?

In the past, no matter what crisis was encountered, the owner could pull it back to Xianhong space in an instant.

"Hehehe... are you asking for help from your master?" The blood wheel death god *** his lips and said mockingly: "In the spiritual realm, the loss of time is far from measured by external space. For an hour here, the outside world will only be in the blink of an eye. Let me slowly torture you to death."

He was not in a hurry at all. He looked at the beauty who was fascinated and decided how to humiliate and torture her on a spiritual level.

In the spiritual world, death is the true annihilation of consciousness, which is even more serious than the destruction of the body.

After all, for immortals, if the body dies, there are other ways to continue life.

And spiritual death is the most thorough.

Similarly, every pain that comes here is real.

"No..." Facing the hideous face that was approaching little by little, two vague lights of frostbite souls shot out from Han Liuli's blue pupils.

Huh ~~~

The blood wheel of death in front of him suddenly turned into a lifelike frozen statue.

However, Han Liuli did not immediately leave the blood god realm, which means...

Click!!

The blood wheel death god shook, broke free from the ice sculpture, and smiled: "I didn't expect that your power could penetrate the soul level. If you practice it, you might be able to form your own 'epider technique'. It's a pity that the gap between you and me is too big. Whether it is soul power or use skills, there are worlds of difference."

The Blood Wheel Death God himself is a Tongxuan-level powerful man, an elite among the same level. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is at the same level of divine beast level +. And his own attainments in the soul field are far superior to those of the same level.

Not to mention Han Liuli in the early stage of the God Transformation, even those who are at the same level of Xuanxuan can only die when they encounter the Blood Wheel Death Eye.

When the cold current launched a counterattack, she was in the real space, her blue pupils trembled, and two wisps of nothingness shot out, which immediately dimmed.

"Liuli, I'm here to save you."

Just as Han Liuli fell into despair, a man's voice sounded in the realm of the Blood God.

"Who?" The Blood Wheel Death God was shocked. He discovered that the sound was born out of thin air through the connection with Han Liuli's mind.

He could not have imagined that there would be such an existence as the Immortal World, which would reflect the vast world, and even the spiritual world was no exception.

Through Han Liuli's mind and spirit connection, Yang Fan found this place through the Xianhong space mapping.

When Yang Fan sensed the blood god realm, his mind trembled. What a terrible magical power, which was countless times more sophisticated than the "Dream Soul Technique" of the Ghost Fantasy Sect back then.

This is a domineering and unconfrontational pupil technique.

Swish!!

As soon as the thought moves, the cold glass disappears.

In the Blood God Realm, there was only one person left in the black robe and hat.

Not only that, even the blue-haired beauty faced by the Blood Wheel Death God disappeared out of thin air in the real space.

What!!

The blood wheel death god's pupils shrank, looking incredible.

Since he cultivated the "Blood Wheel Death Eye" to the realm of great success, no one in the same level of monks can resist. Anyone who looks at him can only die.

This is the first time I have encountered such a method of disappearing out of thin air.

"What's going on? How did the glaze snake disappear out of thin air?"

The "Yinhei" and others who watched the battle in secret also felt incredible.

There has never been any enemy who can survive in sight of his eyes.

And this time, it was an exception!!

"You have some tricks for the 'prey' surname Yang. But no matter what tricks you play, you can't live from my hands today. If you kill my brother's Blood Eyes, even if you run to the ends of the world, I will torture him to death."

The Blood Wheel Death God was wearing a black robe, and with his powerful spiritual power, he suddenly discovered the cave where Yang Fan and Xiao Xin were.

"Brother, what should we do? Are you sure about the eye technique to deal with him?"

Xiao Xin's eyes were frightened. In front of this unprecedentedly powerful enemy, she placed the last glimmer of hope on Yang Fan.

"I'm not absolutely sure." Yang Fan frowned slightly. He had just figured out that the other party's magical power was said to be a kind of pupil technique, but rather a soul-level method. Even if you close your eyes, you can't resist it.

The reason why he was not sure was that he was too far from the other party in terms of spiritual attainments.

Although his spiritual sense has reached a level close to that of Tongxuan, the soul power and application skills of the Blood Wheel Death God are far superior to those of Tongxuan.

This is why, in the same level, no one can survive by looking at his pupils.

The middle stage of the God Transformation and Transformation cannot resist, and Yang Fan cannot resist.

Once you enter the other party's blood god realm, you can only let him slaughter.

"What should I do?" Seeing that Yang Fan was not sure, Xiao Xin's eyes were filled with worries about the future and just held his arm.

"A such an opponent is really an alien, but it is getting more and more fun. Is the pupil technique? Haha..."

Two red suns appeared in Yang Fan's pupils, bursting out the fiery heat of burning souls.

"However, in order to understand the opponent's true strength, let *** go and try it."

Yang Fan's thought moved, and a black shadow appeared in front of him, and he flew outside the cave.

The Blood Wheel Death God was about to try to break through the illusion around the cave, and found a cold young man with a strong demonic energy appeared in front of him.

This young man with magical tragedy emits a domineering demonic aura, trembling with his heart.

"Nine Nether Demonic Art?" The Blood Wheel Death God actually saw Shi Qianhan's cultivation at a glance.

Nine Nether Demonic Art!!

The hunters watching the battle nearby all their eyes lit up, as if they had heard of this ***.

"Sure enough, it's no wonder. In the land of Daqin, there are more than one or two people who practice the Nine Nether Demonic Art?"

Yang Fan smiled. He had already expected that there would be any problem with this set of Nine Nether Demonic Art, so he asked *** to practice and specialize in the Immortal Hong Jue.

"It's a pity that you are just in the early stage of God Transformation. You are still far from fighting with me."

The blood wheel death hat was slightly swirled, and two wisps of empty light shot out from the pair of blood pupils.

Almost at the same time, Shi Qianhan's body was filled with demonic energy, and his eyes were extremely dark, like a dark demon abyss.

This pair of deep black pupils actually produced a force of resistance, and was not immediately pulled into the Blood God Space by the other party.

"Haha, the Abyss Demon Eye Technique?" The Blood Wheel Death God smiled like a playful smile: "It is indeed a magical power that can resist my Blood Wheel Death Eye. It's a pity that your Netherworld Demon Flame has only cultivated to the 'Four Ghost Realm'. If you want to resist my Eye Technique, you need at least the Five Ghost Realm, and to defeat me, you need at least the Six Ghost Realm."

Shi Qianhan's face was cold, and his pupils, which were as dark as an abyss, were filled with endless bewitching, and there was a kind of pressure that could not resist.

However, under the huge gap in the power of the soul, Shi Qianhan only lasted for half a breath. When his eyes flashed, his consciousness entered a blood-colored abyss, and there was endless darkness around him.

"Hehehehe..."

Near the blood-colored abyss, the thin figure shrouded under the black robe of the hat was like an irresistible god of death, looking down at him.
To be continued...