1033: C1033 Competing with Me in a Mental Attack You Are Courting Death

C1033 Competing with Me in a Mental Attack You Are Courting Death

When Huang Linger saw those fallen angel filled with evil auras, a trace of fear surfaced on her beautiful face.

This thing seemed to be human, ghost and ghost, full of an evil aura, even more terrifying than Winged Dragon King s!

After Jiang Tian finished speaking, he immediately pushed Huang Linger behind him to ensure his safety, and then slowly closed his eyes, as if he was sleeping.

St. Joan immediately moved far away, afraid of getting into trouble.

She did not know if Jiang Tian, the evil being, would kill her. After all, she did not have Jiang Tian's permission to do so.

As for Lu Xihua, his silver hair fluttered in the wind, the corners of his mouth curled into a proud and disdainful smile, but his eyes were cruel, as he wordlessly made a hand gesture.

Instantly, the wind howled in rage, surging with billows!

The shouts of battle were earth-shattering!

A terrifying aura of death filled every nook and cranny of the world, freezing the heavens and earth. Everyone could hear the wails of ghosts and howls of wolves, as if a door to hell had been opened!

Suddenly, over ten thousand Evil Angels flapped their wings and flew to their respective positions, like an inescapable net, surrounding Jiang Tian in the center.

Three breaths later.

St. Joan floated in the sky a few kilometers from the enclosure and watched.

Each of the over ten thousand Angels held a different Weapons, which took up an area of a few kilometres. From all directions, they surrounded Jiang Tian densely, like a ball formed by a black angel.

Jiang Tian was at the center of the ball.

There were so many Sin Angels, and the crowd was extremely secretive. From her position, one could not even see Jiang Tian's shadow.

Jiang Tian wrapped his arms around Huang Linger's waist. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and the purple lightning ring deep in his pupils contracted and expanded.

Without saying a word, he also launched an attack.

Clang!

Purple Thunder Pupil erupted, two Purple lightning s that were around 100 meters long and as thick as a bucket, instantly blasting a hole through the evil angel.

In this attack, hundreds of Angels were electrocuted into fly ash s, instantly dying, their bodies and souls annihilated.

Jiang Tian had returned from ten thousand years of cultivation and two lifetimes. He had so much battle experience, it was like he was just like an encyclopedia!

This evil angel had once killed people numbly, his hands were stained with blood, it was filthy, it was cursed by the Sacred Technique, it was filled with negative emotions, it was evil and dark, and it used negative spiritual force to kill people.

It could be said that the Purple Thunder Pupil was their nemesis.

Jiang Tian's Purple Thunder Pupil erupted and killed six hundred fallen angel s in one go, shocking the other Sin Angels.

They never thought that Jiang Tian would actually be so powerful. He was clearly a devil, yet he could control a lightning cultivation technique!

But what was even more frightening to Jiang Tian was the later stages.

Jiang Tian's eyes flashed again as he held the Lightning Congealing Blade.

Suddenly, a five hundred meter long Violet Thunder Knife condensed in his hands.

Thunder blades that were wild and overbearing shot out like autumn leaves from time to time, flashing with lightning.

Clang!

The Sin Angel's sphere of encirclement was instantly dispersed by the strike. It was unknown how many Sin Angels had died.

"Use the spiritual force to attack!"

Lu Huaxi opened his mouth for the first time and immediately struck Jiang Tian in the face. The Sickle of the God of Death was raised high and swung down.

This Sickle of the God of Death was created by the Saint King.

At that time, Lu Huaxi had already become a Master of the tenth floor, and the Saint King had specially made this artefact for him.

Moreover, this sickle was supported by the Elders of the senate. After being refined by Lu Huaxi for over a thousand years, its power had reached an unimaginable degree.

The moment the Sickle of the God of Death appeared, the world suddenly changed color.

A stone door that was dyed in blood appeared, and then, it opened. It was as if the god of death was about to walk out of the underworld and reap Jiang Tian's life.

Countless corpses rolled over like a river from the stone gate. One after another, headless angels and ghosts howled ferociously.

Within a radius of three kilometers, it was suddenly filled with extreme despair, pain, sorrow, resentment, helplessness, misery and depressing emotions!

The wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves soared into the sky. It was extremely miserable, as if a door to hell had been opened!

This was the spiritual force's attack, but it could interfere with a person's mental state and could not help but give rise to a corresponding feeling.

A sorrow greater than a death in the heart!

This strike was enough to kill!

Even though they were a few kilometers away from each other, Saint Joan was affected and interfered with!

In her mind, she saw images of despair that made him sad.

Dark childhood memories, wars, massacres, betrayals of comrades, the departure of loved ones, the corruption and ignorance of the world … It flashed across his eyes like a passing lantern.

"Perhaps, if I die, everything will come to an end!"

Her tear streamed and sobbed soundlessly. She could not bear the soul pain and immediately felt the urge to release herself with her death.

Although she knew that it was because her mind was being interfered with by Lu Huaxi, she still uncontrollably pulled out the short knife at her waist and slashed at her snow-white neck.

Outside, many giants and elves as well as the surrounding strong person s had already committed suicide, and their corpses fell down like rain.

"Demon, go and die! I, in the name of the King of Hell, shall reap your despicable life! "

Lu Huaxi chanted an obscure incantation, the Sickle of the God of Death continued to swing down.

"Competing with my soul attack? You're courting death!"

The corner of Jiang Tian's mouth curled into a sneer. Suddenly, the middle finger of the Right Hand touched his forehead as the soul devourer exploded.

"Die!"

Streams of black soul devourers formed a bunch of Death Curse s and floated out from Jiang Tian's forehead and golden consciousness. After a few flashes, they disappeared.

Clang!

The door to hell suddenly collapsed, and countless souls and ghosts, corpses and phenomena, either collapsed or were devoured by the Soul Devourer's Divine Sense!

Lu Huaxi's face revealed a trace of fear, his huge wings quickly flapped, he retreated like a meteor, at the same time, he waved Death God's Scythe, many Arcane Art used it, wanting to block Jiang Tian's soul devourer.

But it was completely useless. His miserable howl towards the sky, had already been invaded by the Soul Devourer's Divine Sense into his sea of consciousness!2

This was the first time Jiang Tian had used the Soul Devouring Death Curse.

A soul devourer was already very strong, so Jiang Tian didn't even need the support of the Secret Arts to easily kill them.

But meeting this kind of fallen angel who used his spirit to attack to win, Jiang Tian had to add fuel to the fire!

Soul Devouring Death Curse erupted, in a moment, the situation changed and the battlefield became a one-sided massacre.

Killing fallen angel was as easy as crushing an ant.

The deathly aura enveloped an area of three kilometers. There was no lightning, no loud sound, no dazzling moves. Everything was very calm.

But there were still many fallen angel that screamed miserably. Their souls died, their bodies stiffened, and they instantly died.

Countless corpses fell from the sky like rain.

In just a few breaths, the corpses of the fallen angel were piled into a mountain.

fallen angel, who had not been affected by the Soul Devouring Death Curse, was so shocked that his soul almost left his body.

They were so scared that their Spirit s were about to shatter as they trembled all over!

It has to be said that after the fallen angel failed to turn into a traitor and was cursed by the gods, their Holy Light, sacred arts and power were restricted, and they started to focus on cultivating spiritual force, killing others with emotions such as anger, despair, sadness, fear, and so on.

After a long period of evolution, their mental killing ability had become stronger and stronger. In this regard, they had even surpassed the Gold Pill Stage expert.

However, at this moment, he was as weak as a baby under Jiang Tian's soul devourer, unable to withstand a single blow.

However, these fleeing fallen angel s hadn't even flown far before they were struck by the black soul devourer. Their heads exploded one by one, and their Spirit exploded as they fell to the ground, dying a miserable death.

Jiang Tian's eyes were cold and heartless, his expression did not change in the slightest, the Soul Devourer's Divine Sense kept erupting, and silently massacred with cold blood.

The place where the Soul Devouring Death Curse erupted from felt like it was crushing Ants. All of the fallen angel s, without exception, had their heads exploded or their eyes bled and they died suddenly.

The mournful wails shook the heavens and earth. The night watch mountain, which was the tenth holy mountain, was like the howls of countless wraiths in hell. Some of the angels were scared witless and knelt in the air to beg for mercy towards Jiang Tian.

But Jiang Tian turned a deaf ear to them, and a long corpse cloak and dragon tendon s separated into a few, rolling up the corpse and binding it.

In the blink of an eye, there were more than a thousand corpses on Jiang Tian's corpse cloak. All of them were Four-winged Angels, which was equivalent to Cultivation Level s in mid Foundation.

If the level was too low, it wouldn't have a deterrent effect and wouldn't have the right to use the cloak.

Jiang Tian continued to massacre.

At this time, tens of thousands of Flying Sword also erupted!

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