The Female Lord Of Resentment, And The Eighteen-Winged Six Seraphs

Chapter 438 Soul Devouring Technique

Shen Xuan's face suddenly changed slightly, and strange black lights shuttled through the black mist. He could even feel a strange ripple penetrating into his mind, making his thinking much slower. Consciousness gradually became blurred.

"Haha, I want to see what you can do to compete with me, the secret technique of the Phantom Clan - Soul Devouring Technique!" the middle-aged man laughed wildly.

At this time, Shen Xuan's mind was completely blurred and he could not hear the words of the middle-aged man "620" at all. He only knew that he was trapped in an illusion.

A dull sound resounded in the space, followed by a shrill wail. Shen Xuan's figure was severely injured again, dripping with blood, scarred, and extremely embarrassed.

Shen Xuan's body was crumbling, his face was full of pain, and he sighed in his heart. It seemed that this level of attack could not do anything to the middle-aged man, and he had to use a stronger attack.

"No matter what method you use, you will definitely die today!" The middle-aged man's face was gloomy, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and then his figure flashed again.

In an instant, a sharp breath filled the air, and the middle-aged man's body seemed to turn into a sharp sword, which was extremely sharp and pierced directly into Shen Xuan's chest.

"Humph, what a trick!" The corner of Shen Xuan's mouth raised a sarcastic arc, his palms clenched into fists, and the bright stars Yuan Gang burst out, gathered on his fists, and then punched out

"boom."

A dull crash sounded, and a figure flew out like a cannonball, hitting the rock wall a few meters away, and a wisp of bright red blood spilled out of the corner of its mouth.

Shen Xuan walked over slowly, with a joking look on his face, and said, "I hate people playing tricks in front of me. Now, it's your turn."

The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at Shen Xuan, who had extremely cold eyes. His eyes flashed with fear. With a thought, the stone statues around him suddenly moved and rushed towards Shen Xuan crazily.

"Little tricks!"

Shen Xuan glanced at those who were rushing towards him, with a strong look of contempt on his face. As he waved his arms, a majestic force of true energy roared out and turned into a golden ball of light that enveloped the surroundings. The stone statues stagnated for a moment. Then it suddenly shattered.

This scene happened so suddenly that the middle-aged man's expression trembled suddenly, his heart twitched, his face turned pale, and a look of fear finally appeared in his eyes.

"What to do? Of course I want to kill you!" Shen Xuan's mouth curved into a bloodthirsty arc, he tapped the void with his toes, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place...

Screams resounded through the cave, and a middle-aged man was seen lying on the ground, covered in blood, his clothes in tatters, his body convulsing with pain, and his face extremely pale.

Shen Xuan walked slowly up to the middle-aged man, looked down at him, and said indifferently: "Do you still want to resist?"

"Do you think I only have this one trump card?"

The middle-aged man suddenly shouted loudly, and a tyrannical aura erupted. His whole body exuded a dark luster, as if he had transformed into a demon, which was frightening.

Shen Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly. Although the middle-aged man was not weak, he was still far from being comparable to him. Unfortunately, he had already pushed the middle-aged man into a desperate situation by 0.1. He could only fight hard, otherwise he would die.

"I admit that you are very strong. If you were an ordinary warrior of gods and demons, you would not be your opponent at all. But you are wrong, you met me!"

The middle-aged man said solemnly, and then his aura began to soar, reaching the early stage of the fifth rank, and vaguely touching the threshold of the middle rank of the fifth rank. His strength increased greatly, four levels higher than before!