Chapter 3745

Seeing the figure that appeared, Mu Nitang was shocked, and the disdain on his face disappeared.

The number of Holy Talismans from before made him speechless. As for the power, it was even more terrifying. Not to mention a mere Soul Void Realm expert, even he, a Soul True Realm expert, would find it difficult to survive.

But the other party was still alive, and he seemed to be unharmed.

How did he do it?

Xuan Ammonia's pupils shrank slightly. This scene was not out of his expectations. Zi Chen was indeed as difficult to kill as the rumors said.

But this was interesting. Otherwise, wouldn't his calculations have been in vain?

Zi Chen, who had appeared, immediately saw Mu Nitang who was walking in front. With a tap of his foot, he quickly rushed forward, and with a sharp sound of wind breaking, he launched an attack at Mu Nitang.

Previously, he had already sensed the aura of the Soul True Realm. His expression was unprecedentedly solemn, and his essence, energy, and spirit rose to the peak. Black soul power lingered around his fist, and even the air was distorted. This attack was full strength.

Seeing Zi Chen rush over, and feeling the aura of the other party's true Soul Void Realm, Mu Nitang sneered and said, "You overestimate yourself."

So what if you didn't die before? I'll kill you now.

He also clenched his fist, and the power of the Soul True Realm surged out. Clearly, he wanted to compete with Zi Chen in terms of soul power. This method was naturally the most direct and effective.

He relied on his higher realm to suppress you!

Just as the two fists were about to meet, suddenly, Zi Chen's fist stretched out and turned into a palm print, and then directly wrapped around Mu Nitang's fist.

With a bang, a powerful wave spread out. Zi Chen held Mu Nitang's fist tightly, and his body did not move at all. His robes fluttered under the force.

Such an unforeseen event caused Mu Nitang's expression to change slightly. At this moment, he heard a cold voice from ahead, "Since you're courting death, I'll fulfill your wish."

Zi Chen's eyes were extremely cold. Dozens of Holy Talismans suddenly flew out from his body. These Holy Talismans were all black, and they surrounded each other, head to tail, forming a circle.

It was the Ghost Spirit Saint Talisman.

When Zi Chen sensed the aura of a Soul Reality Realm cultivator in the deep pit, he decided to use his full strength the instant he rushed out. He could not give the other party even the slightest chance.

Weng!

The Ghost Spirit Holy Talisman, which was connected from head to tail, immediately shattered, and Ghost Spirits appeared out of thin air.

These Ghost Spirits were not large in size and looked similar to the Dark Ghost. It seemed that there was some kind of connection between the two.

In the distance, Xuan Ran was not too surprised to see these spirits in front of him. Instead, a smile appeared on his face.

Everything was going according to his plan.

It was methodical.

He, who had been standing at the back, walked forward. It was time to reap the harvest.

Seeing the sharp voice of Imp above his head, Munitang's expression changed greatly. His body shook with a powerful force, and he instantly broke free from Zi Chen's grasp and retreated.

However, the twenty-seven little ghosts above his head followed him like shadows. Their screeching sounds became sharper and sharper, affecting the circulation of his soul power.

"What the hell is this?!"

Munitang, who had always been disdainful of descenders, started to panic in the face of these incessant brats.

"Munitang, retreat!"

At this moment, Xuan Ran's voice sounded.

Munitang seemed to have found his backbone. Hearing this, he retreated again and again, distancing himself from the battlefield.

The other five Soul Illusionary Realm cultivators also retreated. Clearly, they were only here to protect Munitang.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Three rays of light swept out from the deep pit behind them. It was Little Mute and the other two.

Facing the bombardment of hundreds of Holy Talismans, the three of them were unscathed. However, thinking back, the three of them still felt their hearts palpitate. If not for Zi Chen activating the defensive Holy Talismans and using them one after another, they would have died long ago.

The three of them stood behind Zi Chen, while Xuan Ran walked forward.

With a smile on his face, he looked at Zi Chen and said, "You are indeed as tenacious as the rumors say. So many Holy Talismans can't kill you."

Holy Talismans were unique to Descenders, so it was obvious that the other party was that Descender. Zi Chen, who had never seen the other party before, said, "I don't kill nameless people. Tell me your name!"

A trace of ridicule appeared in Xuan Ran's eyes. "I know everything about you. After losing your greatest reliance, what else do you have?

Is it really okay to bluff like this in front of me? "

Xuan Ran pointed at Munitang and said, "Your attack is very special, but unfortunately, Munitang's realm is higher than yours. Moreover, his soul power attainments are extraordinary. His soul power can split into tens of millions. You used your strongest attack on him, but it was useless.

It can be said that he is your nemesis! "

"After losing your greatest reliance, you are just a Soul Illusionary Realm Descender. Let me ask you, how can you defeat me?

Or us? "

The ridicule in Xuan Ran's eyes gradually turned cold. "So, are you trying to scare me?"

Zi Chen did not expect that the other party had come prepared. He had even schemed against his Ghost Spirit. Then, the Soul Illusionary Realm aura that he had felt before had come from the other party.

And that guy called Munitang could be considered a bird that stood out, causing him to use his strongest attack on him.

This intelligence was indeed extraordinary. Therefore, Zi Chen took another look at the other party.

However, what surprised him was that their target was him and not Little Mute.

This allowed Zi Chen to heave a sigh of relief.

But that was all.

The pressure was still there. After all, the enemies were two Soul Illusionary Realm experts.

As for the other five Soul Illusionary Realm experts, Zi Chen clearly could not care about them.

He glanced at Munitang and was indeed a little worried. Fortunately, he had not broken free from the Ghost Spirit's restraints.

"Don't panic. Just use your soul power to suppress those little ghosts." Xuan Ran's calm voice sounded. "With your soul power, those little ghosts can't do anything to you."

After that, he looked at Zi Chen and said, "Originally, after we received the news, we came to collect your corpse. We didn't expect you to not die. Then, we can only do it ourselves."

"Are you done talking nonsense?"

Zi Chen looked at him and sneered. "If you're done, then die."

Holy Talismans appeared around him and flew towards the sky. There were nearly a hundred of them.

A battle between Descenders naturally used Holy Talismans.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Ran sneered and said disdainfully, "After losing your strongest attack, you still dare to be arrogant in front of me. You really don't know what's good for you."

Xuan Ran's body flashed, and a Holy Talisman Brush appeared in his hand.

Was he going to write a talisman on the spot?

But he could only write one?

Compared to Zi Chen's large number of Holy Talismans, Xuan Ran's single Holy Talisman seemed a little petty. He was no longer as crazy as before.

However, Xuan Ran seemed to be very confident in his next Holy Talisman.

"Zi Chen, today I'll let you see the methods of the Soul Reality Realm. At the same time, I'll let you see those Holy Talisman Arts that can't be preserved in this world."

The Holy Talisman Brush in his hand began to glow, and then he wrote.

This was the real Ghost Talisman.

The sky began to distort. Black clouds appeared out of nowhere and gathered above his head.

Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the black clouds.

The Holy Talisman Brush in Xuan Ran's hand was quickly writing, leaving afterimages in the air.

The soul power between heaven and earth began to fluctuate. With Xuan Ran's brush as the center, a huge vortex appeared. Soul power from all directions gathered towards the vortex.

Feeling this power, Zi Chen's expression changed instantly, and his eyes were filled with vigilance.

In the sky, a Thunderous Holy Talisman shattered, turning into a terrifying bolt of lightning that flew towards the vortex.

Swoosh!

Like a clay ox entering the sea, it didn't cause any waves.

"Heavenly Lightning appears, Spirit Python appears …"

Xuan Ran finished the last stroke in his hand. He looked at Zi Chen with a cold glint in his eyes. "Heavenly Lightning Python!"

A hiss sounded from the energy vortex, and then the soul power vortex began to surge. A violent aura surged out from it.