Zhong Shenxiu recalled a vague memory.
Susanoo.
He didn't know where the word came from, but it was perfectly suitable to describe the current state.
Kill!
Zhong Shenxiu Take one step.
The ground exploded with a bang, and cracks spread in all directions.
He rushed into the Soul Beast group.
Sky Light Dragon Spear swept.
Wherever Burning Heaven Holy Flame passed, the air was distorted and light exploded. Soul Beast, which was rushing toward him, was hit by the gun body, and his body exploded instantly, turning into points of light and dissipating.
On the left and right sides, two thousand-year-old Soul Beast rushed towards him at the same time.
Zhong Shenxiu doesn't even look at it.
Wisdom King Phantom raised his left arm and punched out.
That Soul Beast's head exploded.
His right arm reached out at the same time, his fingers spread wide, and he pinched the neck of the other Soul Beast.
Crushed.
Blood mixed with light spots splashed down, fell on Wisdom King Phantom, and was instantly evaporated by Burning Heaven Holy Flame.
Zhong Shenxiu Keep moving forward.
With Wisdom King Phantom's blessing, every sweep of Sky Light Dragon Spear killed a large number of Soul Beast. Those fangs, sharp claws, horn collisions, and tail sweeps fell on Wisdom King Phantom, only causing ripples of light in circles, which could not even delay him for a moment.
Clear Dragon Heart operates to the extreme.
The trajectory of every Soul Beast within a hundred feet radius was clearly reflected in his mind.
Those directions of attack, those attack points, and those core flaws.
All.
Clearly.
Zhong Shenxiu turned sideways and thrust out with a spear.
The tip of the spear pierced the head of a thousand-year-old Soul Beast, and Burning Heaven Holy Flame instantly burned it into nothingness.
He put away his gun and swept with his backhand.
Three heads Soul Beast broke at the waist.
There was a sound of wind behind me.
Zhong Shenxiu did not look back. Four light spears suddenly appeared on Wisdom King Phantom's back armor and shot out backwards. The four Soul Beast who tried to sneak attack were pinned to the ground, and the light spears exploded, blowing them into pieces.
Blood filled the air.
Death permeates the air.
The entire forest is filled with the smell of blood.
Those Soul Beast are crazy.
They are no longer simply killing, but like moths to a flame, rushing towards the Wisdom King Phantom burning with golden flames. Even if they know that they will die, even if they know that if they rush forward, they will turn into points of light, they still rush.
The mania during the riot caused them to lose all reason.
Only the instinct to kill remains.
All that's left is the instinct to tear everything in sight.
Come then!
Zhong Shenxiu laughs.
That laughter echoed in the forest, echoed in the blood and death, and echoed in the flames of the three-foot-long Ming King.
Burning Heaven Holy Flame burned more and more intensely, completely submerging his figure in the golden light.
Sky Light Dragon Spear thrust out and withdrawn.
To thrust out, to withdraw.
Every shot will kill one Soul Beast.
Wisdom King Phantom's fist blasted out, then retracted.
blast out, take back.
With every punch, a piece of Soul Beast will explode.
Prison-Suppressing Wisdom King is attached to the body, and it is no longer the terrifying killing move that will kill it, but turns into the purest close combat blessing. Strength, speed, defense, and perception are all improved to the extreme.
Zhong Shenxiu's figure shuttled among the Soul Beast group, followed closely by King Sanzhang Ming, like a moving war fortress.
Wherever he passed, all he left behind were spots of light and blood.
I don't know how long he was killed.
I don't know how many Soul Beast have been killed.
The surrounding Soul Beast finally began to retreat.
Not sober.
But fear.
The mania given to them during the riot period was finally suppressed by the killing intent.
The light of fear began to appear in those red beast eyes.
Zhong Shenxiu stopped.
Wisdom King Phantom is still shrouded in his body, and the golden flame is still burning. Sky Light Dragon Spear is lying on his side, and there is blood dripping from the tip of the gun.
He looked around.
The ground was full of light spots and debris.
Those Soul Beast who are still alive are retreating, turning around and running away.
Zhong Shenxiu did not chase, but took a deep breath and dispersed Wisdom King Phantom.
The three-foot-high light dissipated, revealing his still upright figure. The dragon scales on his body slowly receded, the dragon horns retracted, and the fingertips returned to their original shape. Only a pair of molten gold vertical pupils still burned with unquenched fighting spirit.
He looked down at the Sky Light Dragon Spear in his hand.
The gun body is still blazing white, with light gold lines flowing.
Zhong Shenxiu grasped the spear with his backhand and put it into his body.
Sit down cross-legged again, activate Clear Dragon Heart, and begin to absorb the Spirit Power Halo attached to your body.
Zhong Shenxiu slowly opened his eyes after absorbing Spirit Power Halo.
I don't know how long time passed. There was a dead silence in the forest, and the remaining Soul Beast had already fled without a trace, leaving only the spots of light on the ground that were slowly dissipating. His spirit was extremely exhausted, and Soul Power had been drained again and again in the previous battles, and he relied on Eternal Myriad Dragon Source Art to quickly recover, and then drained again.
So back and forth.
The human spirit is limited. After so many high-intensity battles, even though Zhong Shenxiu has a tenacious will, he still feels a dull pain between his eyebrows at this moment. That is a sign of mental exhaustion.
He doesn't intend to continue killing.
Spirit Ascension Platform's trial, the harvest is enough
Zhong Shenxiu Press Signal Device on your wrist.
His vision instantly plunged into darkness.
The next moment, he opened his eyes and stood up from the metal cabinet.
The first thing you see is the familiar Spirit Ascension Platform exit hall, with metal cabinets arranged in rows, surrounded by white walls and flashing lights. Wu Zhangkong stood in front of him, his sky-blue hair was a little messy, and there was obvious worry on his always cold face.
"Shenxiu, are you okay?"
Wu Zhangkong's voice is a little faster than usual.
"What did you do in Spirit Ascension Platform just now? Why can't we see your message screen?"
Zhong Shenxiu frowned slightly.
"Can't see?"
"Ever since you were besieged, all surveillance screens have gone blank."
Wu Zhangkong stared into his eyes, "There was only light. The dazzling golden light, nothing could be seen clearly. It lasted for a long time, and it didn't recover until just now."
Zhong Shenxiu was silent for a moment.
He thought of the shadow of the entrenched light dragon, of the prostrate Soul Beast, and of the state when Wisdom King Phantom enveloped his whole body. Those lights, those powers, may be beyond the scope of what Spirit Ascension Platform can capture.
"We encountered some situations."
Zhong Shenxiu spoke, his voice still calm, "Soul Beast rioted and killed for a long time."
Wu Zhangkong looked at him.
The aura on this student's body is more concentrated than before entering, and the unquenched fighting spirit is still burning in his molten golden vertical pupils, but deep in his eyes, a hint of fatigue can be clearly seen.
"How was the harvest?"
"It's okay."
Zhong Shenxiu didn't say much.
Wu Zhangkong nodded and did not continue to ask. As a teacher, he knew when to ask and when not to ask. Zhong Shenxiu If he is willing to say something, he will naturally say it; if he is not willing to say it, there is no point in asking.
What's more...
Wu Zhangkong's eyes softened, and he reached out his hand to rub Zhong Shenxiu's head.
This is his best student!
"You go back to rest first and adjust your condition."
Wu Zhangkong turned around, "I'm waiting for the others here."