Chapter 681: The Great Cultivator of Transformation

Boom~~~

Under a round of distracted bombardment, screams continued.

Plop! Plop! Plop...

There were 20 or 30 hunters hidden secretly on the field, and they were almost dead under this round of distracting bombardment.

Puff puff puff!!

Only three Tongxuan people survived by chance, vomiting blood and groaned.

Fairy Bai Mei, the weakest, staggered her delicate body and fell to the ground with a pale face.

The masked black man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and fear spread on his face: "Retreat quickly, if he is asked to come over, we will have no chance of survival."

The great god-transforming monk who attacked them at this moment had not yet arrived. He was just a distraction attack thousands of miles away.

Moreover, he turned the divination into dozens of strands and attacked dozens of people at the same time.

"Retreat?" Fairy Bai Mei smiled miserably: "I can't escape."

Her mind suffered the most severe trauma, which was also related to her own cultivation level. She knew that she could not escape at this moment.

"Transforming God...a great monk?"

The blood wheel death god's eyes trembled, and he seemed to fall into despair and fear: "If you are in your prime, you still have a chance of escaping, but you are injured repeatedly..."

"run!!"

The skeleton mask on the dark face swelled up with a vain gray light. The mask seemed to have lived, turning into a hideous and bloody ghost.

He turned into a cloud of dust and fled to the distance.

However, at this moment!

Boom~~~

The second round of distraction bombardment came, the clouds in the sky were turbulent, and the vast pressure made people breathless.

"ah……"

Fairy Bai Mei screamed, vomited blood and died, and her soul took one step and she was scattered.

With her Tongxuan level cultivation level, she was directly wiped out under two rounds of distraction bombardment.

What's even more terrifying is that the distraction attack is divided into several strands, attacking the blood wheel death god and Yin Hei respectively.

Puff~~~

The blood wheel god of death vomited blood again, bleeding from seven orifices, and fell to the ground.

Only Yin Hei, the skeleton mask worn on his face is actually a soul defense magic weapon.

Under the first round of bombardment, he was caught off guard and his mind was injured. In the second round of distracted bombardment, he was even more concentrated, and he was still injured.

"Is God going to kill me..."

Despair and powerlessness appeared on his dark face.

At the level of the God Transformation Stage, the gap between each small realm is like a world of difference.

For example, ten early-stage cultivators may not be able to beat a powerful man in the middle stage of the God Transformation.

As for the late stage of the God Transformation who was at the same level, the gap in strength was even more terrifying. Even hundreds of ordinary God Transformation came in person, it was useless.

According to legend, when reaching the level of a great monk in the transformation of gods, the soul power is incredibly powerful, and the spiritual consciousness can scan a radius of thousands of miles, and the distraction can be thousands of miles apart, and directly kill the enemy.

To distribute tens of millions of spirits is to describe the soul power of a great monk who transforms the gods, and his attainments in the law of enlightenment are more sophisticated than in the middle stage of transformation of the gods.

Whoosh ~~

The clouds ahead were shaking, and a handsome middle-aged man in a feathered suit drove the clouds with his hands on his back, and flew to this place in the blink of an eye.

"The killer launched by Tiansha Pavilion this time is quite strong. Under the two rounds of spiritual attacks, there are still two people who are not dead."

He looked gentle and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"It's actually 'Lu Xiang', one of the four major cloud generals!!"

Yin Hei's face was pale, his figure shook and almost fell from mid-air.

Facing the legendary strong man on the top of the pyramid of Tianyunzhou, his heart trembled.

"Sir, please spare me." Yin Hei "pulled" and knelt on the ground.

"The time for this seat is very limited, and you must be solved immediately."

Yun smiled gently, and a feather fan appeared in his hand, swaying gently.

Scream!!

Two feather blades like ice and clouds shot out from the feather fan, flashing thin crystal light, causing the void to tremble suddenly. With a flash of "whimpering", they accurately stabbed the blood wheel and the god of death and Yin Hei.

Although the Blood Wheel Death God and Yin Hei made dodging and defense postures, the two feather blades were attached to the powerful distraction power of the Yun General, which seemed to be spiritual, making their defense dodging seem useless.

Puff!!

Two screams came, and the blood wheel death and Yin Black Qi died.

From beginning to end, they had no room for resistance and were ruthlessly erased in front of the great monks who transformed the gods.

For Yun General Lu Xiang, the whole process seemed to be underestimated.

After killing these hunters, Yun will unfold his spiritual sense and scan the area to see if there are any missing live mouths.

"The hunters here are all targeting Princess Qin Xin, targeting her to kill her, and no one can be left..."

Yun glanced at Lu Xiang's spiritual consciousness once and prepared to scan it carefully again.

But at this moment, his expression changed slightly: "It was so fast that they almost allowed them to escape from my spiritual range."

He exerted his spiritual consciousness with all his strength, covering a radius of thousands of miles, which was much stronger than the early stage monks of the God-Transformation stage.

Lu Xiang quickly captured two flying figures on the edge of his spiritual consciousness.

However, at the same time, he discovered several other similar auras, one man and one woman, escaping in their respective directions. There were even two auras that escaped into the earth.

"Stand-in-One Art?"

Lu Xiang sneered, closed his eyes and chased towards the target.

Shortly after Lu Xiang left, a dull boy got up from the team of hunters that originally belonged to the black hunter.

This dull boy is the timid boy who was called a newcomer before.

At this moment, he actually got up from the body. Could it be that he was resurrected from the dead?

The attack that was hard to escape from the Xuan level was able to stand up alive, and even blinded the cloud general's rough glance.

"I was almost discovered and deserved to be one of the four cloud generals Lu Yunhou sat down."

The temperament of the dull boy suddenly changed, and a sharp aura appeared.

"But...' The dull boy's eyes turned to a certain direction where Yang Fan escaped, muttering to himself: "The treasure dragon weapon, the third [Huanglong Crown]... Judging from his previous performance, it would not be so easy for Lu Xiang to kill him. This is an excellent opportunity for me. If he can survive the pursuit of Yun Jiang, I might as well join forces with him. Looking at this Qin Dynasty, only in this way can he compete with [Nine Dragon Seal]."

...

A sky seven or eight thousand miles away from here.

A storm of blue bird cloak behind Yang Fan was swaying, making his speed reach an incredible level.

The moment when he gave up killing the blood wheel god of death, Yang Fan pulled Xiao Xin all the way, his expression was extremely nervous.

"Brother Yang, what kind of enemy is it?"

Xiaoxin finally couldn't help asking.

"I can't figure out what kind of enemy it is, but when the enemy was thousands of miles away, it brought me a fatal threat. If I escape slowly, I might all die like those hunters."

Yang Fan's face was stern and solemn.

"You mean, all the hunters of the Blood Wheel Death God have encountered misfortune?" Xiao Xin exclaimed in surprise.

Yang Fan nodded and took a deep breath: "Everyone is dead, and we are still within the opponent's spiritual consciousness at this moment."

"Haha, I deserve to be the one who defeated Yun'er and Zhan'er. No wonder the danger you evaluated in the 'Tiansha Pavilion' has increased again and again."

Just then, a gentle man's voice came.

"ah!!"

Xiao Xin's appearance is fading.

The other party was in a distant position, but he could already send a message to their divine thoughts.

Yang Fan was not surprised that his "Huantianya" penetrated the sky and felt like he was being monitored by the enemy.

At this moment, if he guessed correctly, the other party was still four or five thousand miles away, and was getting closer little by little.

Although Yang Fan was not slow and even had a rare spiritual magic weapon like the Blue Bird Cloak, he could only watch the other party get closer.

"It's the great monk of the God Transformation..." Xiao Xin smiled bitterly, and sent a divine thought tone, "Brother Yang, we have no chance. Why don't you let me go back with them, you still have a chance to escape."
To be continued...