Seeing himself being enveloped by the thunderbird, the Petal Monk suppressed his instinctive fear of lightning and quickly formed a seal with his hands. The petals floating around him were summoned and came back and stuck to his body one by one.

With a 'sizzling' sound, the robe that covered the body shattered, revealing a humanoid monster covered in festering flesh and blood. Petals were stuck to the flesh, like densely packed blood-colored scales.

The human-shaped rotten flesh and bloody petals are so disgusting.

But this is not the end. After the petals attached to the flesh, they quickly took root and sprouted, and grew into swaying flowers with ghost faces and human faces. The flowers opened their fangs and big mouths and began to devour the lightning surging around them.

Under the impact of lightning, the ghost-faced human-faced flowers continued to shatter, but they also consumed a large amount of lightning.

The deputy soul muttered something, and a phoenix claw flashing with five colors of flames directly imprinted on the petal monk.

After all, they are in a secret realm, and there are other soul catchers present, so it is indeed not easy to fight for a long time.

Although the realm of his secondary soul is only comparable to that of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, he has merits to protect him, and his spiritual power is comparable to that of the late stage of the Nascent Soul. In addition, he uses the Lightning Umbrella Palm to control lightning and suppresses this ghost thing inherently.

"You are not a cultivator from the Immortal Corpse Sect, who are you?"

The power of the Thunder Palm and the attack of the divine mind are extremely bright and yang. This is simply not the aura that those cultivators from the Immortal Corpse Sect who play with corpses can possess.

The brilliant thunder and divine attack made Monk Huaban feel a life-and-death crisis.

In the sea of ​​divine consciousness, blood-red petal-shaped divine consciousness was flying. The entire neck was covered with roots, and only a little divine consciousness figure with a blurry human face was swaying. Facing the five five-colored spiritual fires on his claws, he kept trembling.

The little man with a human face opened his mouth and spit out countless soul shadows, but when they touched the spiritual fire on the sharp claws, they were burned to ashes.

The defensive soul that he cultivated using secret methods was of little use at all.

In a panic, Monk Petal bared his fangs fiercely and spit out a ball of black light. A shadow resembling a demon snake crawled out of the light and finally resisted the falling claws.

"puff!"

After the two sides collided, energy exploded in the sea of ​​divine consciousness, blasting dense and large cracks into the divine consciousness composed of petals.

"ah!"

Monk Petal screamed, the severe pain from his soul made his consciousness confused for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he felt a chill on his forehead.

He saw a pointed upside-down umbrella-shaped magic treasure, emitting dense lightning, and it had already descended on his head. He wanted to dodge in fear but found it was too late, so he could only suddenly turn his body.

“Crack.”

Lightning fell from the tip of the umbrella-shaped magic treasure. After a "sizzling" sound, the lightning tore a bloody hole on the petal monk's left shoulder. The surging lightning directly sank into the bloody hole, devouring his flesh and blood wantonly. The lightning lit up every part of his body.

The terrified Petal Monk rolled over and tried to escape.

This man is invincible.

"I'm already here."

The deputy soul flipped his hand, and the upside-down spiritual treasure turned in the air. The thunderbirds hanging on the chains fell down one by one, blocking the escape route of the petal monk.

After the fight, he realized that Huaban, a late Nascent Soul cultivator, was not the type with outstanding combat power. Of course, it might also be because the heavenly thunder restrained the Yin Hui.

However, the late Nascent Soul stage is the late Nascent Soul stage. If you want to kill it, you still have to work hard.

Tens of thousands of thunderbirds began to spin, forming a dense electric grid.

After the lightning-attracting umbrella gained spirituality, it was like having an extra helper for the secondary soul, and he no longer needed to distract himself too much to control the attack of the lightning-attracting umbrella.

Monk Petal rolled in the electric net, blood bursting from his body. The power of the magic power released was directly reduced by 30% after being washed by the lightning net.

Before coming in, Shen Lian knew that he would encounter a soul catcher in the secret realm. Given his cunning nature, how could he not prepare a backup plan?

The secondary soul let out a strange cry, rubbed his hands together, and an eight-sided strange mace covered with spikes appeared in his hands, with strong lightning flashing on the spikes.

This is a fourth-level array magic treasure.

The name was chosen by Shen Lian himself. As a craftsman, it is normal for him to combine formations and refining equipment together.

The eight-sided thunder hook mace is specially made of thunder-attribute ore, and has a built-in fourth-level purple thunder-breaking array, and its main function is to destroy cold and evil things.

The usage is also very simple.

Rub twice.

Wait until the lightning flashes, c... just dive in.

If it were any other late Nascent Soul cultivator, this eight-sided thunder hook mace might not be effective, but after all, it was specially made by Shen Lian to prevent encountering a soul catcher.

After seizing the opportunity, the secondary soul stabbed at the rolling petals' buttocks.

The eight-sided thunder hook mace, which was originally three feet long, suddenly expanded to several feet in length through the air, and a dazzling light flashed on the pointed tip.

However, Monk Petal is at the late Nascent Soul stage after all. How could he be a vegetarian after hanging out in the wilderness for so many years? Seeing that his anus was in danger, he immediately released several petals to protect it.

But the deputy soul didn't care at all, because he had an eight-sided lightning hook in his other hand, which had already pierced the belly of the petal monk.

"puff!"

A ball of blood exploded from the Petal Monk's abdomen, and the lightning hook mace that was pierced into it flashed with lightning and was bounced back by the energy.

But the Thunder Hook Mace was so vicious that when the hook on it was pushed out, it directly brought out a large piece of flesh and blood from the abdomen, and even the Nascent Soul was almost pulled out.

With his abdomen pierced front and back, Monk Petal's morale collapsed.

"Who are you? I am a soul catcher from Heavenly Dao. Do I have any grudge against you?"

He is handsome and has the most powerful masculine thunder technique, but how could his methods be so despicable that he even touched his crotch and anus.

Seeing that he was badly injured, the Petal Monk no longer had the energy to fight any further. Many of the petals on his body fell off under the lightning, revealing an ugly, sticky appearance.

"Flower spirit, help me!"

He frantically pinched the magic formula with both hands, and suddenly a three-foot blood-red flower grew out of the petal. It was completely different from the human-faced petal before.

This is the secret life-saving technique he practiced. Once it is used, one can recover from a serious injury instantly. However, after using it, one will fall a small realm.

However, although the secret method is good, it can only last for three breaths. If you can't escape in time, it will be terrible.

This blood flower was crystal clear. Once it appeared, ripples appeared in the surrounding void. The secondary soul's consciousness and perception became dazed. At this moment, a green light flashed all over its body, pulling him back from this strange scene.

Immediately, a phoenix's sharp claws attacked. The powerful life-saving secret method often required a long time to cast the spell. With a divine thought attack, the petal monk's spell was immediately interrupted.

The lightning umbrella fell from the sky, and dense lightning rushed towards the petal monk.

Some of the birds in the lightning suddenly opened their mouths and spit out silver needles as thin as hair.

“Puff, puff, puff!”

This time, the sound of the flesh penetrating was incessant, and the shield formed by the petals was directly pierced and riddled with holes.

Two bolts of lightning shot out, the upper one exploded the Petal Monk's skull, and the lower one pierced into his abdomen again, completely crushing his broken dantian.

“Boom!”

The next moment, the body full of holes exploded.

The physical body was destroyed, and a Yuanying that looked like a human-faced flower jumped out from the broken body, surrounded by blood-black light, and wanted to break out of the flowing light.

But before he could fly out, a pointed umbrella top fell from above his head and suppressed him in mid-air.

The secondary soul flew up, grabbed the eight-sided lightning hook mace with both hands and stabbed it hard at the strange Yuanying.

"Who are you, and why do you have merits protecting you?"

The remaining Nascent Soul roared in fear at the green light on the secondary soul.

"Are you a monk from the Good Department?"

"Impossible. The Shan tribe's ancestral land has been split by the sky, and there are no more Yuanying level people."

"I am the King of Thunder and Lightning!"

"puff!"

The lightning hook mace covered with spikes directly stabbed into the mouth of the human-faced flower Yuanying.

Then, lightning flashed all over the sky, shattering the Nascent Soul into pieces.

After doing all this, the sub-soul still felt unsafe, so the lightning-attracting umbrella fell from the air and began to spin in the air. The spinning chain thunderbird suddenly turned into a rotating windmill.

“Who the hell are you!”

The Nascent Soul that was shattered by the rotating electric windmill was still emitting a sense of unwillingness in its dying consciousness.

The secondary souls had no intention of searching souls, because it was useless and their memories had been sealed long ago.

Seeing that the strange Nascent Soul had completely disappeared, he did not let his guard down. He scanned the surroundings with his divine sense and checked carefully.

Until a wisp of soul smoke rose up, the secondary soul started the rotating electric windmill and shot out a fireball in his hand, burning the scattered broken flesh clean.

His fireball also has its own characteristics. It is blue in color and contains a bit of merit power.

The last storage ring, a soul-storing magic treasure, and a broken little flower oozing with blood appeared in front of the deputy soul.

What was strange was that the blood flower swayed up and down, giving him a feeling of fiddling with his head and limbs.

At this moment, a green light suddenly flashed in the distance, which startled the deputy soul. He was about to collect his things and sink under the blood mud to avoid it, but suddenly he stopped.

He has good deeds to back him up, so what is he afraid of?

The upright Lord of Thunder who subdues demons, the King of Lightning.

With a wave of his hand, two eight-sided lightning hook maces flew to his back and stood upright like swords. The nine-layer lightning-attracting umbrella turned upside down and was caught in his hand and used as an umbrella. He brought the three spiritual objects he had just obtained closer and looked in the direction of the flashing green light in front of him.

Then, a slightly dishevelled green figure appeared in the black fog. It looked like a human, but its body was dark green.

The Cang Qing tribe! How could a Cang Qing tribe cultivator appear in the secret realm?

Isn’t it said that all cultivators are afraid of this place called the Desolate Land?

Although he thought so in his heart, the deputy soul looked calmly at the somewhat embarrassed Cangqing cultivator.

The next moment, the Cangqing clan cultivator, who looked a little embarrassed, gathered all his magic power and turned around to flee madly in another direction.

"Hey, fellow Taoist, suck, suck..."

(End of this chapter)