Chapter 536: Scheme against each other

Chapter 536: Scheme against each other

The slight fluctuation he saw with his Great Wilderness Eye was fake; the real danger came from behind him...

boom!

Ding Huan knew that his opponent was powerful, so he fired the shot with almost all his strength.

God is old and there is no room for him.

"Oh!"

A cloud of blood mist exploded behind Ding Huan, and the breath of death almost suffocated Ding Huan.

Ding Huan knew very well that what exploded behind him was a bunch of ancient cypress debris.

puff!

Ding Huan spat out a stream of blood and rushed forward. The aura of death that exploded from his back had already burst out from his chest, blasting a blood hole the size of a fist in Ding Huan's body.

At this moment, Ding Huan's mind was as clear as a mirror. If he had not practiced body cultivation, or in other words, was not at the peak of immortal body realm.

Just at this moment, he would surely explode into countless pieces like the ancient cypress tree.

So strong! As soon as this thought flashed through Ding Huan’s mind, two blade beams that were almost condensed into substance shot towards his brows.

The attack was so calculated that Ding Huan didn't even have any time to react.

The ball of ancient cypress slag was wrapped around Ding Huan from behind and blasted into his back, then tore Ding Huan's body apart and blasted him forward.

Then two blades rushed towards Ding Huan's eyebrows and throat.

It looked like Ding Huan was seeking death.

Ding Huan burned his blood and essence frantically, but it was all in vain.

puff puff!

The two blade edges, one penetrated into Ding Huan's eyebrows, and the other pierced through Ding Huan's neck.

Ding Huan desperately stopped his body from rushing forward, tried to make himself fly backwards, and then crashed into the spiritual formation he had set up, blasting it into pieces.

What a sinister guy! Ding Huan frantically used the Great Universe Technique and Nirvana Technique to repair his body.

At the same time, he sacrificed the cosmic pot.

Boom boom boom!

A series of ancient cypress debris like the one that had just blew a bloody hole in his body slammed into the cosmic pot, splashing the air with the breath of death.

Ding Huan fell to the ground, trying to heal his wounds while feeling secretly frightened.

The blade that pierced his brow was just a thorn of divine thought. If it weren't for his starry sky sea of ​​consciousness, his sea of ​​consciousness would have collapsed.

If he didn't have a body at the peak of immortality, he would have died anyway.

Also, if the cosmic pot had not blocked such a terrifyingly dense mass of ancient cypress debris for him, he would have died anyway.

Is this just something with only a trace of soul?

Ding Huan was secretly shocked.

Not to mention that he came alone, even if they brought Ji Luo with them today, they would probably not be able to get any benefits.

Before, he was in a hurry to rush back to Earth, wanting to deal with this remnant soul by himself, but that was simply a pipe dream.

Fortunately, Ji Luo was very cunning. Even though every attack just now could kill him, Ji Luo managed to hold back and not come out.

Ding Huan knew the fact very well that even if Ji Luo came out, the problem would not be solved.

Perhaps it was because it felt that Ding Huan's cosmic pot was too powerful, the dense attack of the ancient cypress tree slag finally stopped.

Ding Huan recovered quickly from his injuries. His strong recovery ability and strong body finally paid off at this moment.

If it were anyone else, it would be a dead end now.

He is still alive.

Ding Huan took a deep breath, he knew that the sneak attack was completely impossible.

If he hadn't sneak attacked the opponent as soon as he arrived, he would be more seriously injured now.

This remnant soul is not only powerful and extremely cautious, but also has almost no plans left to chance and is extremely cunning.

Ding Huan hid in the cosmic pot, trying to calm himself down.

He underestimated the power of the remaining soul of the owner of the scroll, and also underestimated the opponent's tactical means.

But the weaknesses are equally obvious.

It seemed that this remnant soul could not leave the range of Gu Bo too far, even though Gu Bo was reduced to pieces by his shot.

But the murderous momentum of his shot was concentrated at one point and specifically targeted at the remnant soul's thoughts.

So the complex root system of the ancient cypress is still there.

This remnant soul must be hiding in the root system, but even his Eye of the Wilderness cannot see it.

Judging from the distribution of attack strengths, Ding Huan became increasingly certain that his judgment was correct.

Although the sneak attack from behind had left a bloody hole from the back to the chest, the power was obviously weaker than the blade that attacked his forehead and neck.

Ding Huan coughed a few times. Although the bloody hole on his neck healed very quickly, the remaining Taoist aura was still spreading through his wound.

The great cosmic technique worked again.

No matter how strong the death rhyme remaining in the wound is, it is still being weakened and dissolved by the great cosmic magic.

Ding Huan's gaze fell on the roots of an ancient cypress tree in the distance.

At this moment, Ding Huan was certain that with his current level of skill, it was almost impossible to find out the exact location where the other party was hiding.

The other party is far stronger than him in terms of both familiarity with the rules of the Dao and control over his supernatural powers.

Even his fighting skills are more sophisticated than his.

Ding Huan decided that after this battle, he must carefully study this guy's methods.

Not to mention anything else, the other party is familiar with Tiangang Taoism, so as long as he transforms into a piece of wood debris, he will not be able to find him.

Even if the other party is just a remnant soul, the tree debris that is transformed will definitely overlap completely with the surrounding heaven and earth.

It is a fluke to make this old fox suffer once with your tricks, and it is almost impossible to make him suffer twice.

In that case, let’s just do it.

Everyone should compete based on their own abilities and no one should play tricks on anyone else.

Ding Huan sacrificed the Taixu Flame without hesitation. Not only that, he also put away the cosmic pot.

The next moment, the Taixu flame completely enveloped the entire space.

The Taixu flame not only enveloped all space, but even his own dantian, meridians, and sea of ​​consciousness were all filled with the raging Taixu flame.

Without the Dao Meridian, Ding Huan simply and decisively sacrificed two top-grade immortal spirit veins to burn.

Since there is no way to fight face to face, then use the most stupid method, burning inch by inch.

The last time he was able to defeat Pijuan Daonian, it was through this method.

The fighting ability of this remnant soul is definitely stronger than the thoughts in the leather scroll, but its strength is definitely not as strong as those thoughts.

Ji Luo, who had turned into a battle flag in the distance, was also anxious. He did not expect that the residual soul that Ding Huan mentioned would be so terrifying.

But it makes sense that the ancient demon god, even if there is only a trace of his soul left, cannot be weak.

After seeing Ding Huan being severely injured one after another, he felt a little desperate.

With such a terrible injury, it would be difficult for him to survive with his physical body, let alone recover his fighting ability.

But before he could react, Ding Huan regained his fighting strength again. Not only that, he used the dumbest method, and the flames enveloped the entire space where the cypress tree was.

Ji Luo felt a surge of frustration in his heart.

This wisp of residual soul was so powerful that it made him terrified, but Ding Huan was no pushover either.

Even after such a serious injury, he was not only able to continue fighting, but also thought of the dumbest way to deal with the remaining soul.

What the remnant soul fears most is fire. With this kind of fire that covers every corner, the remnant soul will have no chance of hiding any longer.

It should be his turn next.

Thinking of this, Ji Luo actually felt a little nervous. He couldn't let this remnant soul escape.

Otherwise, not only would Ding Huan laugh at him, but this remnant soul would probably not give up.

A faint shadow rushed out from the edge of the tree roots and then rushed directly to the periphery.

Ding Huan summoned the Samsara Spear without hesitation. He did not chase after the remaining soul, but instead blasted it into the air in front of him.

During the short time of fighting with this remnant soul, Ding Huan suffered losses again and again.

Now he knew better than anyone that this remnant soul had a terrible desire for revenge.

Calculation is also very scary.

He just didn't believe that this remnant soul would run away after suffering such a great loss and let him go.

If this remnant soul pretends to escape, and then suddenly turns around to attack him when he catches up with it, then he will be in trouble and will suffer again.

The remnant soul was calculating how to respond to changes in the battlefield situation, and he was calculating the psychology of this remnant soul.

And even if he made a wrong judgment, it doesn’t matter. Isn’t there Ji Luo?

This guy says he was once a saint, let's see if he is bragging.

So Ding Huan not only fired his gun, but also sent out the tarsal bone-eating poison.

The gun force rolled up, and the murderous aura gathered madly.

This shot was the gathering of Ding Huan’s great Dao thoughts, and this shot rolled up a world.

The violent killing force of the gun was gathered at one point by Ding Huan.

He could neither let the murderous intent of this shot spread out, nor could he let the murderous intent of this shot break through the space in front of him.

Once the murderous intent of this shot spreads, the earth may collapse.

If the murderous intent of this shot breaks through the gun force space, it will tear the interface in front of him apart.

boom!

The killing force of the spear actually hit the body of this remnant soul.

One shot, one world; wherever the gun passes, everything is covered in dust.

The remaining soul finally let out a shrill scream.

The first time Ding Huan launched a sneak attack, the remnant soul didn't even scream, but this shot made the remnant soul scream out.

It can be seen that the remnant soul was more seriously injured this time than Ding Huan's sneak attack just now.

Ding Huan breathed a sigh of relief. He had indeed guessed the insidious nature of this remnant soul.

Old thing, are you so calculating? Now I'll let you drink Mr. Huan's foot washing water.

The remnant soul thought that he would chase and kill it, so it suddenly turned around to deal with him.

However, he did not expect that not only did he not chase after him, but he also used his killing power on the air, and the remaining soul was equivalent to sending itself to his killing power.

The remnant soul turned into a shadow and rushed away, this time it was really trying to escape.

Ding Huan was sure that if this remnant soul escaped, it would cause extremely serious harm to him, otherwise it would be unlikely to have guarded the ancient cypress all the time.

But this was not what he cared about. After severely injuring the remnant soul again, he did not give up, but raised his hand and grabbed the Dusk Drum.

Boom boom boom!

The dusk drum made a low sound, which filled the space wrapped in the Taixu flame and made people feel uneasy.

One of Ding Huan's trump cards is the magical power of artistic conception and the evening drum to bury the soul.

His Dusk Soul Burial Drum must have a special effect on dealing with residual souls.

When the first drum sounded, the extremely tragic space turned into a scene of setting sun.

At the edge of the deep mountains where only the afterglow remained, the sound of evening drums lingered in my ears.

There was actually some peace in it.

A startled bird flew up and disappeared into the depths of the jungle, while the sunset slowly fell, with only the afterimages of the pine trees at the edge of the forest as evidence.

The ancient cypress that was broken into pieces by Ding Huan's shot made people feel an inexplicable sadness.

As soon as this artistic conception came out, the shadow of the remnant soul actually became solid.

Ji Luo was also brought into this artistic conception. Fortunately, he had a complete soul and quickly woke up.

As a seasoned man, he knew that now was the best time to take action.