dmims Chapter 172
Chapter 172
Qin Kong saw that the hexagram array trapped everyone in it. The light flashed, like a huge prison net, emitting a frightening spiritual pressure.
The trapped monks panicked, shouting and begging for mercy one after another. They desperately rushed towards the array wall, but were rebounded by the powerful spiritual power. Many people were injured and vomited blood, and collapsed to the ground.
They never thought that they were watching the show on the side, but they also suffered this unprovoked disaster.
Zhao Wuji - or Hun Wuji stood in the array, his eyes were vicious and greedy. While controlling the hexagram array, he slowly merged Jun Moxie's soul into the Shadow Soul Devouring Banner.
The banner became more and more gloomy and terrifying, and the black soul power threads intertwined and entangled, as if they had life, wandering freely in the array, as if choosing the next target to devour.
"Hmph, don't even think about running away. Your souls will become stepping stones for me to reach the top!"
Hun Wuji laughed wildly, and his laughter echoed in the formation, making people feel cold.
At this time, a Zhongzhou cultivator's face was full of anger, and he shouted:
"Zhao Wuji, you are simply defying the world! You dare to make the world's cultivators your enemy, aren't you afraid of revenge from the forces behind us?"
Another cultivator also shouted:
"That's right, Zhao Wuji, let us go! As long as you stop now, I can pretend that this incident has never happened. We promise not to interfere in the feud between you and Qin Kong!"
Another voice threatened Hun Wuji:
"Zhao Wuji, you are so reckless, even Taiyi Holy Land may not be able to protect you! You'd better think twice before you act!"
However, facing the hoarse shouting of this group of cultivators, Hun Wuji just raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing an extremely ferocious smile, as if the threat of these people was not worth mentioning to him at all.
"Hahaha..." Hun Wuji laughed wildly, "The one who killed you was Zhao Wuji, what does it have to do with me, Hun Wuji?"
Just then, Ye Muxue, who had been silent all the time, suddenly stepped forward, her beautiful eyes wide open, her eyebrows raised, and she asked sternly:
"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be Zhao Wuji here?"
Hun Wuji looked at Ye Muxue expressionlessly, his eyes were cold and indifferent, and he didn't take her seriously at all.
"Who am I?"
Hun Wuji spoke slowly, his voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell.
"So many years have passed, even I am about to forget my original name. But, names are no longer important to me now."
Here, he paused, then glanced at the whole audience, and continued:
"At this moment, I am Zhao Wuji; and the next moment, I may become anyone present."
After that, he suddenly turned his head to look at Qin Kong, a greedy light flashed in his eyes, and continued:
"Qin Kong, Qin Kong, maybe my next identity is It's you!
After all, the secrets hidden in you really make me curious.
And I also like your body! "
The trapped monks were even more panicked when they heard Hun Wuji's crazy words. They looked at each other, and someone whispered:
"This madman, could it be that he has practiced some evil skills, can change his identity and devour souls at will? We are afraid that we will die here today."
Under the pressure of the hexagram array, everyone trembled, but they had no choice but to look at Qin Kong, hoping that he could turn the tide and break the crisis.
Qin Kong frowned when he heard this. Do you want to take over your body?
I'm afraid I'm thinking too much. With the system, Qin Kong is still confident in dealing with the possession.
Although the man who calls himself Hun Wuji has strange and unpredictable methods and a cruel heart, he is indeed a tough enemy, but Qin Kong still wants to give it a try.
Qin Kong looked at Hun Wuji calmly and said lightly:
"You are very confident!"
Hearing Qin Kong's words, Hun Wuji let out a hoarse and piercing laugh. The laugh echoed in the hexagram array, as if countless sharp thorns pierced everyone's eardrums, making the already tense nerves of the trapped monks tremble even more.
"Confident?
Haha, this is just the attitude that a strong man should have towards ants.
Qin Kong, although you have some ability, in my eyes, Hun Wuji, you are just a poor bug who will be stepped on, robbed of your body, and explored your secrets!"
While laughing wantonly, he waved his hands and controlled the Shadow Soul Devouring Banner.
The banner seemed to be injected with evil vitality, "buzzing", and the black soul power threads became more and more wild, like a surging black magic wave, surging and sweeping in the array.
Wherever it passed, the ground was corroded into charred gullies, and the air was filled withThe air was filled with a pungent stench, like the foul air of the Nine Nether Hell.
The trapped monks screamed in fear and fled everywhere, but were firmly trapped by the hexagram array. Those who hit the wall of the array vomited blood and broke their bones. The miserable scene was eye-catching.
Hun Wuji ignored the reactions of the crowd, changed the seal, and the soul power thread of the Soul Devouring Banner wrapped around the crowd.
"Be honest, and become my nutrients for advancement. Resistance will only increase the pain."
Those monks were entangled by the soul power thread, and they felt that their souls were pierced by icy steel needles, and painful wails resounded throughout the square.
Some people collapsed to the ground, their bodies twitched, and wisps of black smoke overflowed from their seven orifices, which was a sign of the erosion of their souls.
Some people struggled desperately and used magic weapons to resist, but under this powerful evil force, the magic weapon dimmed and shattered in an instant, scattering debris all over the ground, and they were also dragged by the thread, their skin was torn and blood splattered.
Seeing this, Ye Muxue was extremely anxious and offered the Ice Soul Silver Needle in her hand.
"Ice flowers bloom in the world, destroy evil!"
The silver needle was wrapped in a biting cold, like an ice-blue meteor shooting at the Soul Devouring Banner silk thread,
"Ding Ding Dang Dang",
The silver needle collided with the silk thread, splashing strings of ice flowers, and the silk thread was frozen for a short time, but it broke free from the ice in an instant and continued to wreak havoc.
"Damn it!"
Ye Muxue gritted her teeth, her pretty face full of reluctance, but she also knew that her own strength was difficult to contend with, and she could only hope in Qin Kong.
Qin Kong was in the center of the storm, his expression was still cold, his eyes locked on Hun Wuji, he seemed to be unaware of the miserable situation around him, but in fact he was looking for Hun Wuji's flaws.
Suddenly, Qin Kong's mouth corners slightly raised, he found that Hun Wuji's attack was a condensed soul power into a substantial attack.
No wonder the magic weapon attacks of those cultivators were ineffective, this Hun Wuji was hidden deep enough.
At this moment, Hun Wuji looked at the resistance of the crowd and showed a trace of contempt.
"Ants, resistance is useless, but the more you resist, the more excited I am, hahaha!"
He looked at Qin Kong and said lightly:
"After I deal with this group of small ants, I will deal with you, a bigger ant!"
Qin Kong looked at Hun Wuji's contemptuous eyes and said calmly:
"Old thing, you are very proud, do you really think no one can deal with you?"
Qin Kong's voice was calm, and his words were like a sharp blade, which entered Hun Wuji's ears.
Hearing this, Hun Wuji's face sank, his smile froze instantly, and a sinister flashed in his eyes.
"Hmph, you don't know how to live or die. If that's the case, then I'll let you have a taste of my Hun Wuji's methods, so that you know what true despair is!"
After saying that, he suddenly turned around, activated his soul power, and threads of soul power floated out of the Shadow Soul Devouring Banner and entangled Qin Kong.