Chapter 15

"Sure enough, it's worthy of being the king of immobility. It's good to come!"

A purple soul ring slowly rose at the foot, and the purple halo twinkled in an instant. The third soul ring belonging to Chen Xiaoming was shining. The green wood tree in his hand flashed, and then a circle of emerald green branches circled out and rushed towards Zhao Wuji's body from all directions.

"The third soul skill, winding!"

At the foot, Chen Xiaoming's figure retreated, and the overwhelming branches intertwined and covered Chen Xiaoming's figure.

"Want to run?"

Zhao Wuji frowned, and the golden light of the immovable King Ming's body shrouded all over his body was released. The powerful Vajra palm in his hand patted the winding branches. The third Soul Ring flashed at his feet, and the purple Millennium soul ring suddenly enlarged and poured into the ground.

"The third soul skill, gravity enhancement."

Suddenly, Chen Xiaoming only felt that his feet seemed to be in the mire, and his body suddenly became heavy, as if his weight had doubled directly.

"Drink!"

Zhao Wuji drank loudly. Zhao Wuji was immobile. The golden light of the Ming king was in full bloom. The branches wrapped around him were tight, but they were broken without answering. Zhao Wuji was obviously stunned. He didn't expect that the toughness of the branches was so strong. His soul burst out. With all his strength, he broke free.

Seeing Chen Xiaoming's branches twining again on the other side, Zhao Wuji's eyes coagulated, the fifth Soul Ring flickered slowly at his feet, and the shining dark soul ring suddenly lit up.

"The fifth soul skill, gravity extrusion."

For a time, great pressure came from all directions at the same time. The pressure around Chen Xiaoming seemed to crush himself. His body flew uncontrollably towards Zhao Wuji.

Chen Xiaoming smiled, but he didn't worry at all. His indifferent expression changed Frank's look in the air.

The next second, I saw Chen Xiaoming's martial spirit, the light of the green wood tree, and then the fifth Soul Ring flashed under my feet. It was also a deep black Wannian soul ring.

The light on the martial spirit of the green wood tree exploded, and a little emerald green branches and leaves emerged in the air. The soul force on the leaves condensed to the extreme, flashing a faint light, like a sharp sword.

"Go."

With a little hand, Chen Xiaoming's fifth soul skill, Chiba man dance, was launched. For a moment, the branches and leaves danced like heaven and women scattered flowers to Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji was going to squeeze Chen Xiaoming's locked gravity. At the moment, he virtually increased the speed of branches and leaves, and saw a little cold light magnifying in his eyes.

The fifth soul skill of soul Saint level can't be resisted by an immovable king.

As soon as his eyes coagulated, Zhao Wuji made a decision and left his hand, but in this situation, leaving his hand again is a silly fork.

As soon as you step on the foot, the soul power of the whole body runs, and the seventh soul skill rises slowly, you need to use the real body of the martial soul.

"Not good."

In the mid air, Frank was stunned when he saw this scene. The soul force that had already run in his body burst out in an instant, and the sixth soul ring around his body glowed for a moment.

The profound ten thousand year Soul Ring flew out in an instant and printed into the two wings behind Frank.

Under the blessing of the eternal soul ring, the dark wings flow with a layer of light black awn. The black awn flickers, the wings close in an instant, and the wing feathers flickering black light fly out in an instant.

"The sixth soul skill, black feather attack."

Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss

The black wing feathers, like silver needles, went in front of Zhao Wuji. One wing feather was inserted into the branches and leaves attacking Zhao Wuji. For a time, a layer of protection was formed in front of Zhao Wuji, blocking all the attacks of the branches and leaves.

Zhao Wuji was stunned when he saw one of them. Then he looked up at frande in the air. They looked at each other. The seventh soul ring at Zhao Wuji's feet retreated again, and the condensed soul force also gradually converged.

He looked at Chen Xiaoming, his feet a little, and his figure shot away at Chen Xiaoming. The sixth soul ring that had not been used flashed, and a hot golden shock wave condensed in Zhao Wuji's mouth.

"The sixth soul skill, strong King Kong roar!"

The golden light burst out and went straight to Chen Xiaoming. The previous branch and leaf attack was blocked by frande. Zhao Wuji did not move. The golden light of King Ming's body flickered. The powerful diamond palm on the right palm followed closely. The third and fourth soul skills under his feet were launched at the same time to enhance gravity and track and lock Chen Xiaoming.

In an instant, Chen Xiaoming felt that his body became heavier and he seemed to be locked by his unique soul force.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss..."

There was another series of sounds. Frank, who had watched the play for a long time in the air, finally shot.

The two cooperate tacitly. One locks and traps himself from the ground and launches an attack to attract his attention. The other supports in mid air and blocks his retreat.

For a time, Chen Xiaoming was forced into a desperate situation by the two people.

At a glance, the attack in the air was expected to catch a glimpse of Zhao Wuji attacking himself, but Chen Xiaoming gave a slight sigh of praise.

"It's worthy of being frank the Four Eyed owl."

The timing is just right. If other soul saints are here, it is estimated that they can really admit defeat now.

He smiled and shook his head.

Unfortunately, you met me.

Slowly raised his head, the essence in Chen Xiaoming's eyes flickered, the soul force in his body condensed on the green wood tree martial spirit in his hand, and the sixth soul ring that had not been used at his feet flickered.

The deep Wannian Soul Ring fluttered slowly and melted into the green tree in Chen Xiaoming's hand. The green tree integrated with the Wannian Soul Ring twinkled in an instant, and the soul force broke out. A huge virtual shadow of the green tree flashed away. Then, a unique fluctuation appeared at Chen Xiaoming's feet, and thick branches poured out from under the ground.

"The sixth soul skill, green wood defense!"

Singing softly in his mouth, Zhao Wuji, who then attacked, saw a strong trunk in front of him. The trunk was blue with simple patterns. The trunk rose from the ground and rose to a height of five meters in an instant.

Zhao Wuji was stunned, but then another trunk rose from the ground and stood side by side with the previous trunk. The next second, more than ten trunks rushed out from under the ground and formed a layer of tree defense around Chen Xiaoming, protecting Chen Xiaoming.

Frank in mid air glanced at it. His wing and feather attack came from the air. The trunk protection was only around, which could not stop the attack from above.

Chen Xiaoming seemed to have thought of it for a long time. He raised his head slightly and smiled at frande. Then he extended over the trunk and covered Chen Xiaoming's sky one by one.

"Ding ding ding ding ding..."

A series of dense noises, the black wing feathers hit the branches and inserted into the branches for half a minute, but then it was difficult to enter for half a minute. In an instant, the wing feathers were full of branches and branches, but none of them passed through the defense.

Frank looked slightly changed. It was also the sixth soul skill. The opponent's defense was too strong.