Chapter 1702: Sky Devouring Troll
Although the sound of the calming bells had some relief to Di Ping's pain, but facing the skull monster's soul pounced on him, he had nothing to do. The golden light emitted could not help it. He had no means.
And his biggest reliance system has not responded so far. The two of them have been overwhelmed in their consciousness space, and the system is still stable, which makes Di Ping once again have a new understanding of the unreliability of the system.
It seems that you have to be more prepared in the future, and the system may not rely on it at any time!
If he can't rely on others, he can rely on himself. Skeleton wants to take him away. If he can't make him so easy, Di Ping is not easy to provoke him.
After making a decision, Di Ping's heart became firm again, and he forcibly agitated the power of his soul, ready to give the skeleton monster a hard time.
At this moment, a golden light appeared in front of Di Ping's soul body!
Di Ping saw that it was the soul body of the old monk. He fell in front of Di Ping Pian without a word. The hand holding the lotus juice suddenly moved and pushed out suddenly.
boom!
The palm of a golden light is covered with ten-thousand-character Buddha amulet, densely packed, each of which is shining with dazzling Buddha light, pats toward the rolling magic cloud, the palm flies faster and faster, and gets bigger and bigger, at first it was only the size of the palm of the hand. After a few tens of meters, it turned into an indomitable giant palm.
"Ming Fanzi, do you dare to grab my new body...Look at my thousand eclipses!"
The soul body of Yin Mo saw that Ming Fanzi was actually blocking him, and he suddenly roared in anger. He was afraid that Ming Fanzi would break up the soul, and he would not be able to seize the house by then!
The Yin Demon rushed towards him frantically. In any case, he couldn't lose this opportunity. His body suddenly dispersed and turned into a rolling magic mist. Thousands of ghosts and demons in the magic cloud made noises and whistling, sharp as if they could sting Passing through the soul, the entire space suddenly became dark, and a cold breath spread to the entire soul space like the extreme cold.
The golden light of Di Ping's soul trembled, and he felt fear, and shuddered slightly. The soul of this evil demon was too powerful and gave him a feeling of invincibility.
boom!
With a loud noise, the giant palm collided with thousands of ghosts and monsters. The giant golden palm was like a nuclear storm, bursting out with dazzling light, as if to palm the magic cloud to penetrate, but this magic cloud is also extremely powerful. The ghosts pounced on the golden light, even if they died in the horrible roar, they did not shrink back. Each monster was wiped out, but at the same time the golden light began to dim.
Just like an evenly matched battle on the battlefield, one side falls, and the other side also falls, entangled tightly, fighting frantically, the Buddha's light fills the sky, the devilish energy is surging, and the entire spiritual sea sky is like night and light entangled.
The fluctuations of the battle swept towards Di Ping's soul space like a violent wind and tsunami. The sea of spirit boiled again, and huge waves hit the sky. A severe pain in his head rose again, and the painful Di Ping snorted.
when!
Suddenly a bell rang again, Di Ping felt his body lighten, the concussion and pain in his mind once again eased, and the waves that had just been set off by the sea of spirit subsided again, and it became a quiet lake.
puff!
As soon as the soul calming clock came out, it immediately shook thousands of monsters to pieces, but the 4D palm print was finally consumed by the devilish energy.
"Jiejie! Ming Fanzi, fight with me and dare to be distracted and save others. How can I save you?"
The Boundless Demon Cloud recondensed into the image of the Yin Demon. He fell back and withdrew several hundred meters. After standing still again, he made strange laughs.
Then he waved his hand suddenly, and all of a sudden, terrifying monsters flew out of the black flying, rushing madly towards the sea of consciousness, and then madly undermining the soul defense and the spirit sea, setting off a storm in it.
"what!"
Di Ping let out a miserable scream, the pain from the tearing of the soul caused him to collapse for an instant, his mouth opened wide as if it was a fish about to die of thirst.
The old monk in the Buddha's light suddenly pressed his palms together and sang the mantras and eight methods again. The huge roar of the Buddha once again filled the entire sea of consciousness of Di Ping, and the Buddha's light chased these monsters like water waves, as if to block it. Thousands of monsters hurt Di Ping’s soul space.
