1243: C1243 God's Pupil

C1243 God's Pupil

"Defeat the god!" Gu Myojin's expression changed slightly.

Diabolic Knife had a strange effect. After offering the blade wielder's blood, it could perform a strange mental attack.

This sort of spiritual attack had no warning, it directly attacked one's spiritual will.

There had always been very few cultivation methods for the spiritual energy in China, so tempering the spiritual energy in the void was even more difficult. In addition, even if they were spiritual attacks, most of them were offensive attacks. Very few had spiritual defenses.

As a result, it was very difficult for anyone to be unaffected by the Diabolic Knife's attack.

It was even said that when faced with a strong mental attack, the legendary person would instantly bleed out of his seven orifices and die from a brain explosion.

Even Feng Tianyi almost lost under this kind of attack.

And now, when Yin Yuanchu used this move, it was obvious that he was ready to kill!

Yin Yuanchu held the long and thin Diabolic Knife in his hand. At this moment, it was as if he was pushing a mountain.

His arms trembled as he slowly pushed out the Diabolic Knife.

In the empty rear of the valley, the Yin Shen Sect disciples who had been continuously attacked had already dodged to a distance fifty meters away. After all, no one was an idiot. They had long since been prepared for the earlier incidents.

Even Mo Jingchen, who was seriously injured, stood up early. Although Mo Jingchen was an elder, he was still a wounded person.

Mo Jingchen didn't care about the others' gazes of disdain as he hid behind a huge mountain rock behind the two of them.

The mountain was about three meters wide and incomparably heavy.

Even if the aftermath of the battle had hit him, it would not have affected him at all. Mo Jingchen just let out a sigh of relief.

A sound similar to the buzzing of mosquitoes resounded in the air.

Slight to the point of almost undetectable.

Formless fluctuations instantly spread out, engulfing the entire sky.

A loud boom resounded in Mo Jingchen's mind, as if there was a huge mass of energy that exploded in an instant.

Mo Jingchen was bleeding profusely.

The disciples of the Yin Shen Sect around them also had foolish looks on their faces. Even if they were far away, even if they weren't in the direction of the Diabolic Knife's attacks. Even so, they had all been affected.

The powerful mental attacks had caused all of them to sink into a state of mental turmoil.

This was only the situation that happened when Yin Yuanchu was unable to control the Diabolic Knife's power completely and released an attack!

And the direction that Diabolic Knife's blade was pointing towards was precisely Han Zhen.

The moment when Yin Yuanchu attacked, Han Zhen felt the spiritual energy attack that was as sharp as a knife.

Han Zhen's gaze turned cold.

Yin Yuanchu used the Diabolic Knife at all costs so naturally, he wanted to determine life and death with one move.

Since that's the case, Han Zhen waved his hand and slashed across the center of his forehead.

Han Zhen's forehead was white and clean without any obstruction. There weren't even any wrinkles.

The moment Han Zhen's stroke landed.

A vertical eye appeared on Han Zhen's forehead.1

The eye seemed to be solid yet empty, as it stuck closely to Han Zhen's forehead. The golden eyelids were closed, carrying an aura of supreme majesty.

Han Zhen chuckled.

He opened his eyes!

A spot of golden light lit up. The dazzling golden light instantly illuminated the faces of everyone present.

Behind the slightly empty gorge, there were trees, houses, waterfalls, mountain creeks … Everything was crawling under the endless golden light.

A golden torrent appeared in Han Zhen's vertical pupils.

After that, it swept across the entire world.

I have a look.

It was to be hoped for.

But in the Netherworld.

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