"The Netherworld Thousand Souls Sacrifice!!"

Xiao Leng's body suddenly shrank back to its normal form, and her skin also changed to a normal color. All the clothes on her body were torn, but the cross-shaped wound that cut his body was still there.

Behind him, a hundred-armed evil ghost more than ten meters high appeared. With the roar, all the energy around him was gathered. The shape of the hundred-armed evil ghost collapsed and disappeared, turning into countless dark ripples and rushing towards Zhao Yifan in the distance.

After seeing Xiao Leng's attack method, Lu Li shook his head. Although Xiao Leng created an incomplete martial arts soul, his utilization rate was terrible and he did not even play the real role of the martial arts soul.

The true martial arts soul is actually an existence similar to an incarnation. This existence can always resonate with the world and is a bridge of communication between man and heaven and earth. The other party's martial arts soul can actually mobilize all the resentful auras between the surrounding heaven and earth, and perhaps mobilize yin energy, etc.

However, Xiao Leng could only turn it into a one-time attack, absorbing energy randomly, and then release it with the help of the existence of the hundred-armed evil ghost, forming a shock wave. It seems very strong, but in fact it is a bit like picking up sesame seeds and throwing watermelons.

"But this should be helpless." Lu Li squinted his eyes, looked at the shock wave released by the other party, and judged the other party's situation.

Resentment and evil spirits are left behind when humans or other creatures die. Both breaths contain the master's obsession and unwillingness before death. The orthodox martial arts spirit in Lu Li's calculations should be an incarnation existence formed by using the personal artistic conception as a blueprint, filling the spiritual will and internal energy.

This requires that the filled spiritual will and internal energy be fully integrated in the artistic conception to achieve a high degree of unity in order to form a stable structure and turn it into the permanent martial arts spirit.

Then even Lu Li has not found a way to achieve a high degree of unity now and is still in the process of exploration. Naturally, no serious way is used by Xiao Leng and his incomplete martial arts souls.

According to Lu Li's speculation, if you want to use this trick, you must have the following conditions. First, you must absorb a large amount of resentment and evil energy into the body and turn into a black giant for a period of time. This is the preliminary preparation time.

During this period, the resentment and evil spirit in the body will continue to infect the owner's artistic conception, twisting and covering it into an artistic conception that adapts to the resentment and evil spirit, which can be temporarily called the evil spirit conception.

After having the artistic conception of evil ghosts, a large amount of evil spirits are absorbed into the body, mixed with their own spiritual will and internal energy, filling the artistic conception of evil ghosts, forming an incomplete martial arts soul: the evil ghost with a hundred arm.

This is to use the evil spirit to forcibly unify the artistic conception. During this period, the obsessions contained in the evil spirit will continue to impact the spiritual will mixed in. If it takes too long, the whole person will become confused and become a madman.

That's why the other party directly turned it into a blow and released it. Just looking at Xiao Leng's eyes, he knew how much mental pressure he would be under. It was precisely because of the participation of the martial arts soul that even if it was incomplete, this move of the Netherworld Thousand Souls Sacrifice was not inferior to the attack of the mythical warriors. Even Lu Li needed to take it seriously.

Countless evil spirits were mixed with various energy absorbed in chaos. These chaotic energy auras turned into a dark ripple under the coordination of the original evil spirit, and rushed directly to Zhao Yifan in the distance.

Zhao Yifan's scalp was numb, and the threat of death was unprecedentedly clear. The feeling of death as long as it was swept by ripples constantly stimulated Zhao Yifan's nerves and made him laugh wildly.

"Hahaha, that's it. This kind of battle is worthy of being called a battle!!"

The three yang and seven stars condensed, the entire space was completely dim and pulled down, and endless black air rose. Strictly speaking, the arrival of the black sky can be regarded as a mythical move. Through the magic power in the inner energy, the projection of the shadow dream landed, forming the black sky realm.

The dark ripples impact was constantly weakened as the dark sky came, but it still rushed forward firmly. Zhao Yifan mobilized the energy in the entire dark sky field and absorbed it into his own body. Then he condensed his palm into a knife and slashed out with one palm. A terrifying sword energy flew out, he hedging against the dark ripples.

A color that cannot be explained clearly occupies everyone's sight, and even feels like the soul is being absorbed. They seem to be able to see countless resentful souls roaring, suffering, and also see a dark and weird space, as if there is a huge shadow squirming.

All the scales on Zhao Yifan's body were broken, and his clothes turned into strips. Blood was flowing out of his seven orifices at the same time. Especially his left hand, which was clotting into a knife, some of the blood and flesh were blown away, and deep bones could be seen, but he was laughing, smiling wildly.

On the other side, although Xiao Leng seemed to be nothing, the cross scar on his chest cracked, and the black flames on it began to twist. Xiao Leng looked at Zhao Yifan and said indifferently: "It's really wonderful."

Then Xiao Leng's body was divided into two halves, and the black flames in his body revitalized and exploded suddenly. Countless pieces of meat flew, turning into ashes under the black flames. Among the rankings of several players, the fourth and fifth place stabilized instantly.

Originally, Xiao Leng and Lin Feng had to compete, but since Xiao Leng was dead, he would confirm the fifth place. Lin Feng didn't need to compete and became the fourth place, and the rest was the competition for the top three.

Lu Li suddenly raised his eyebrows, and Xiao Leng's protagonist aura naturally collapsed after his death, most of which were absorbed by Zhao Yifan, making his protagonist aura, the (pseudo) character, almost invisible.

However, the other part did not turn into luck, but turned into a ball of things and was absorbed by Chi Baishu standing on the other side. The ball of things did not look like luck, but was similar to a kind of certificate. Chi Baishu was smiling and did not feel sad about his disciple's death at all. Instead, the result was what he himself hoped for.

"This guy also knows something. They are all old fryers. They know a lot of information I don't know." Lu Li glanced at Chi Baishu and Ding Yuan on the other side. Both guys were deliberately lowering their rankings, but Ding Yuan took a little attention to Lin Feng and did not let him fight for his life.

Nangong Liuli on the other side was happy. Zhao Yifan and Xiao Leng were already seriously injured. They had to fight with Wu Siqi next time. Judging from Zhao Yifan's appearance, she should have left the game early. No matter what, she got the second place.

But Nangong Liuli didn't notice it. On the other side, Qi Ye's strange gaze seemed to remember something and nodded clearly. He calculated in his heart how much he could bear, and then made up his mind.

At this time, a shadow assassin appeared beside Zhao Yifan. Zhao Yifan said coldly: "Be a person, be trustworthy. If you say that if you destroy the entire Xiao family, then you will destroy the entire Xiao family!"
Chapter completed!