Chapter 1800 Illusory escape from difficulties and lost retreat

Chapter 1800 Illusory escape from difficulties and lost retreat

Chapter 1701 Illusory escape and lost retreat

A wave of attacks by the Commander successfully destroyed a blazing soul blocking the way, leaving a gap in the iron wall blocking the route.

Lin Minghao maintained his flying speed, his figure arrived in an instant, and he raised his sword and rushed towards the gap in the center of the iron wall.

He had to break through the gap before the blazing souls around him blocked the gap again, otherwise he would be trapped and become a turtle in an urn.

At the same time, the blazing souls also reacted one after another and gathered in the direction of the gap.

They waved the flaming arm blades on their arms, trying to prevent Lin Minghao from passing through.

Seeing this, Lin Minghao gritted his teeth, regardless of the soreness in his meridians, he forcibly mobilized an excessive amount of heaven and earth energy.

The blue-red light poured into the hilt of the sword from the palm of the hand, and the soft sword swept across the air, which was the world-famous Moon Flame Wave Sword.

The surging fire wave was shaped like a crescent moon, with thick smoke and whistling, crashing into the gap that blocked the path of the blazing soul.

In the face of flame attacks, Blazing Soul did not defend.

There is a flame of glory on them, which is the supreme power bestowed by the gods. How could they be afraid of the flames of the power of heaven and earth burning.

Therefore, in the face of the Moon Flame Sword, they can't detect the danger, let alone use their only intelligence to think about the reason for the practitioner's move.

Then, following the point of Lin Minghao's sword stabbing, a thin beam of light from the Flame Killing Changkong Sword caught up with Yueya from behind.

Huolang Crescent was stimulated, and suddenly exploded, expanding outward into a fireball with a diameter of more than ten feet.

The huge power of the shock wave immediately pushed away the blazing souls that were gathering, further widening the gap in the road.

Lin Minghao seized the opportunity, and before the shock wave completely dissipated, he rushed into the explosive fireball.

The figure is like a sharp arrow, passing straight through the huge fireball, with a trail of gray smoke and flames, piercing out from the other end of the fireball.

Seeing the black wind and sand in his eyes made Lin Minghao secretly happy.

He succeeded, with the help of the commander, he successfully broke through the blockade, and once again took the fighting rhythm back into his hands.

He lowered his head and tore off the ignited robe, and swung his sword to cut off the sparkling hair on his forehead.

He raised his sword back with his backhand, ready to stab out the sword light again, to slow down Mo Junrong's pursuit.

At this moment, he saw the blazing soul that had been blown away by the Moon Flame Sword, and was swinging his arm blade to slash with flames.

Immediately afterwards, the colorful lights of the power of heaven and earth lit up, and then there were screams, and five commanders fell to the ground with flames all over their bodies.

"Damn it, Blazing Soul has shifted its target!"

Lin Minghao never thought that these blazing souls would not have time to attack him,

Then turn to attack the commander.

Blazing Soul's attack was so powerful that with just one wave of counterattack, five of the sixteen commanders were damaged.

"They are not blazing soul opponents, they will die if this continues!"

Lin Minghao wanted to go back to rescue him, but he saw the fireball exploded from the Moon Flame Sword being scattered, and Mo Junrong's figure pierced through it and chased him.

No, there is no chance of rescue, we still have to keep a safe distance from Mo Junrong first.

Lin Minghao wanted to continue to retreat and fly away, but in the distance Mo Junrong suddenly raised the ax of destiny and pointed at him.

What do you mean, a new sword move?

Before Lin Minghao could figure it out, he suddenly felt a heavy blow to his head, as if he had been hit hard by a stick.

When he rubbed his head to regain his senses, the foreground had changed drastically.

Originally, the long wind and sand in the wild sky could not be seen at all, and instead, there was a canyon flowing with molten lava.

I was standing on the edge of the lava, and the hot breath rushed towards my face, and the pungent sulfur smell was everywhere.

Looking up, the towering black cliffs on both sides of the canyon go straight into the sky, with almost no end in sight.

This place seemed familiar, Lin Minghao was stunned for a moment, and soon recalled it.

When the Allied Forces of Slaying Demons and Righteous Qi attacked Chentian Fairyland, General Chen in the Palace of Destiny, who pretended to be the Supreme Man of Destiny, used a similar scene of illusion spells.

Moreover, the scene seen by each recruited person is very similar, and the illusion will not be adjusted from person to person.

In this way, Mo Junrong also used a similar illusion spell to trap his spiritual consciousness.

It's strange, how did Mo Junrong know the magic of General Chen's monster, and where did he learn it?

My mind is full of questions, but now is definitely not the time to leisurely search for answers.

My spiritual consciousness is trapped, and my physical body is still outside.

If Mo Junrong took the opportunity to destroy his physical body, then his consciousness would not be able to survive alone, and it would definitely be wiped out.

The most urgent task is to find a way to get out of the illusion as soon as possible, the sooner the better.

Looking around, Lin Minghao found that although the environment here was harsh, it always gave people an unreal feeling.

Just like a third-rate painting, it seems to lack a little charm.

Lin Minghao rolled his eyes and pondered, since the illusion was not perfect, it proved that Mo Junrong's spells were not well practiced.

Imperfect illusion spells can be broken with the most primitive method, that is to vibrate the spirit and rush in one direction.

He made some judgments, aimed at the nearest cliff, took big strides and bumped into it.

Sure enough, the pain of hitting the rock did not appear, and the cliff was slightly sunken in like tough brown sugar.

Lin Minghao found that his judgment was correct, so he concentrated all his energy on the top of his head, roared and strenuously moved forward.

Pfft, like the sound of a bubble bursting, the foreground suddenly disappeared without a trace.

In the field of vision, the appearance of the sky full of wind and sand has returned, it is the wild sky.

There was a warning sign in his heart, and the danger was like a light on his back, which made him tremble all over.

Looking ahead, Mo Junrong was already at a distance of twenty feet, and the Destiny Ax in his hand also lit up with a golden red light.

"Oops, it must be the Dragon Slaying Sword Art!"

This distance is completely within the envelope of the "Dragon Slaying Sword Art", even if he moves back and dodges, he will not be able to fly out of the maximum attack range.

At the same time, Lin Minghao also felt a sharp spiritual force touching him from a distance.

This showed that Mo Junrong had already locked himself in with his spirit, and the next move, the Dragon Slaying Sword Art, was almost a 100% hit.

There is no other way, at this time, the only way is to take this trick head-on.

Lin Minghao took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then let out a loud roar that erupted with all the vigor and power of heaven and earth.

The divine ring at the back of the head rotated, and the two rays of Fuyuan divine light became thicker and brighter, releasing all the power of the second level of the divine realm.

The eyes are wide open, and the eyes in the divine place, which are covered by the power of the blue-red heaven and earth, burst out with brilliance.

Lin Minghao's body no longer retreated, but rushed forward towards Mo Junrong, his body turned into a blurred afterimage, knocking out airflow ripples visible to the naked eye in the air.

"Flame Dragon Smashing!"

His figure stopped abruptly at a distance of about six feet from Mo Junrong, as if he was suddenly held in mid-air by a fixing spell.

But the soft sword in his hand escaped from his palm, and shot out with the momentum of a forward charge, like a projectile blasted from a cannon.

At the same time, Mo Junrong, who was six feet away, also swept away the Destiny Axe.

"Dragon wagging its tail!"

That's right, using an ax instead of a sword to perform the Dragon Slaying Sword Art, the golden red flame turned into a dragon tail more than ten feet long, piercing the air and roaring towards it.