Fantasy: Ten consecutive draws at the beginning will make you invincible

Chapter 153 The saint eroded by the energy of death, the super-large Buddha’s Furious Lotus

After the two huge undead spirits were annihilated, the pressure at the city gate dropped sharply.

Quasi-sage Luoyan breathed a sigh of relief at first.

Then, she stared at the man in linen in front of her, her expression becoming extremely complicated.

There is joy, excitement, helplessness, and embarrassment.

These emotions gathered together, leaving Quasi-Sage Luoyan at a loss as to what to say, and finally said: "Just now...thank you!"

Quasi-sage Luoyan is a top sword cultivator.

Moreover, she is extremely familiar and comfortable.

Of course she wouldn't mistake that sword strike just now for Tang Chen.

Hearing the voice of Luoyan Quasi-Sage, Yi Zizai trembled slightly.

He raised his head, his face expression was equally complex.

I saw him open his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. In the end, he just nodded.

The conversation ends.

The two of them were embarrassed.

The atmosphere was about to become completely tense.

At this time, Tang Chen landed here and said loudly: "Junior has seen senior Luo Yan!"

The awkwardness is broken.

Quasi-sage Luoyan turned around, his face regained its former luster, and said with a faint smile: "I have heard about Tang Xiaoyou's style for a long time, and today I saw that he is truly worthy of his reputation!"

While speaking, Quasi-sage Luoyan glanced at Yi Zizai.

His eyes were filled with sadness.

The movement is subtle and barely noticeable.

But Tang Chen still saw it.

He looked at Luoyan Quasi-Sage and Yi Zizai, and then at the soft swords in their hands, with thoughts swirling in his mind.

However, Tang Chen did not point it out, and Yu Feng changed his mind and said: "Although the sword just killed two quasi-holy undead spirits, the tide of death energy was not greatly affected. If it continues, Black Feather City will still be unable to escape destruction. 껣risk.”

With that sword, Yi Zi tore open a gap in the tide of death energy.

But soon, the tide of death energy returned to normal.

The endless undead souls continued to roar and poured into all parts of Black Feather City.

Tang Chen also noticed.

The death energy of the two huge undead spirits just now had been swallowed up by other undead spirits.

Although the two quasi-holy dead spirits did not appear again, the overall strength of the dead spirits has improved a lot, becoming more violent and crazy.

If this continues, even if Yi Zizi joins the battlefield, he will not be able to reverse the situation instantly.

Black Feather City and the cultivators in Black Feather City are still facing life and death dangers.

"I have gone deep into the dead many times, and I am no stranger to the tides of death."

"This tide of death energy is extremely tenacious, and the undead spirits are endless. There should be powerful undead spirits commanding it secretly."

"As long as we kill it, the tide of death energy and the undead will be greatly affected, and it will be much easier to deal with."

Luoyan Zhunsheng put forward his own opinion.

"The death energy tide is so huge, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find this commander." Master Qingfeng looked solemn.

The death energy tide is at its peak.

There are so many undead souls that it is not easy to find a single undead soul.

Moreover, since the other party can command the undead, it means that his intelligence is not low and he will definitely hide it.

This is undoubtedly more difficult.

Tang Chen smiled lightly: "This is quite simple!"

After finishing speaking, Tang Chen activated his golden eyes.

The originally vast and endless tide of death instantly turned into nothingness in Tang Chen's eyes. Even the huge army of undead became insubstantial and disappeared one after another, unable to block his sight at all.

Finally, Tang Chen locked onto a figure.

That was not an undead spirit, but a bald old man.

The old man's whole body exuded a strong aura of death, his withered face, facial features had become distorted, his eyes turned gray and black, and his mouth kept letting out the terrifying laughter of a sinister dead ghost.

[Unintentional Saint: The little saint’s cultivation has been eroded by the death energy]

Tang Chen immediately informed Yi Zizai and others of the information.

"It turns out there is a saint standing behind. No wonder he can easily control the quasi-holy dead spirit."

Yi Zizai suddenly understood.

He tightened his pitch-black soft sword and was about to kill him.

"slow!"

Tang Chen stretched out his hand to stop him and said in a solemn voice: "This person is hiding in the distance, and the death aura around him is as thick as real substance. He is obviously on guard. Senior Yi, you only have one chance with one strike, otherwise the opponent will definitely escape."

"Furthermore, even if Senior Yi can kill him with one sword, the death energy will be swallowed up by other undead immediately, and the situation is still not optimistic."

Yi Zizi's expression froze.

When it comes to combat prowess, he is not afraid of anyone.

However, the important thing now is not to kill the enemy, but to stem the tide of death.

This left Yi Zizui at a loss.

Quasi-sage Luoyan and Zhenren Qingfeng looked at each other.

Obviously, they don't have any good ideas.

"I have a solution!"

Tang Chen lowered his voice and said.

…

Inside Black Feather City.

Seeing that Yi Zizi had not taken action for a long time, the crowd's mood gradually fell to the bottom.

Indeed, the dead air tide is too tricky.

Even if he is as strong as Yi Zizui, he cannot annihilate the tide of death energy with one sword and save Black Feather City from the deep water and heat.

"Look, Senior Yi has taken action!"

Someone suddenly said.

Everyone stared at it,

I saw Yi Zizai suddenly slashing out his sword, and the sword light turned into a stream of light that broke through the air. It passed through the numerous obstacles of the dead energy and undead spirits, and finally locked onto a thin figure on a hill.

"The strong death energy has almost condensed into substance!"

"That's not a dead spirit. It seems to be a person whose mind has been eroded by the death energy."

"Could it be that he is secretly controlling the tide of death energy?"

Countless people exclaimed.

At the same moment.

The sword light had passed through the void and descended in front of the heartless saint with lightning speed.

This sword was too fast.

So fast that the heartless saint could hardly react.

The sword light flashed and the head of the heartless saint soared into the sky.

"It's done!"

Cheers broke out.

But before everyone had time to be happy, they saw the death energy in the heartless saint's body exploded, immediately attracting the attention of all the huge undead spirits, and they all rushed over desperately.

"These ghosts are too tricky. Even if we kill one, we can't completely defeat them!"

"Be content, at least it has affected the momentum of the death tide. Next, we will fight desperately and barely save Black Feather City."

"This is the most terrible thing about the death tide, it is almost unsolvable!"

The crowd comforted each other.

Throughout the history of Blood State, the death tide has erupted more than ten thousand times.

Every time, we can only contain and resist.

It is an impossible task to completely defeat the death tide.

"What is that?"

Some sharp-eyed people found that a dark crack appeared in the air at the core of the death tide.

A figure emerged from the crack.

It was Tang Chen.

At this moment, his movements were a bit strange, his back was straight, his hands were raised high, and he seemed to be holding something.

As the dark crack continued to expand, the crowd gradually saw clearly that in Tang Chen's hands, there was an extremely large and exquisite lotus floating!

The lotus was nine-colored.

It floated in the air, as huge as a dragon.

In it, every ray of light was like a roaring dragon, making a high-pitched long chant.

"Go!"

Tang Chen uttered a word lightly.

Then, the super-large Buddha's wrath lotus came down with a bang.

It smashed with great precision at the huge undead spirits that were consuming the dead energy!

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