Can't afford it

The illusion arose, and a murderous intent disappeared, covering all directions.

Although Lu Zhao was in the illusion world, he could clearly hear it, and even saw Wuying's long smile echoing in the void. The arrogance in his expression revealed a strong sense of confidence!

"This method is not bad!" Lu Zhao was silent for a moment and spoke slowly.

"My net has been arranged. Please ask fellow Taoists to take action and let me see how fellow Taoists will break the formation!" His eyes swept to Lu Zhao and slowly said this. At this time, Wuxiang no longer despises Lu Zhao, and he has to do his best to take action. This is his principle of doing things.

"Although this virtual network illusion world is real enough, it lacks a spiritual energy and a spiritual energy." Lu Zhao raised his right hand, and a true energy shot towards the illusion array composed of countless qi strips below, and grabbed it gently.

With a bang, the entire virtual net flew up and collapsed, turning into countless air strips and rolled upside down. After destroying the formation base, the true energy released by Lu Zhao turned into a drop of golden liquid and flew back quickly and floated in front of Lu Zhao.

"Well? You can use a true energy to transform my Wuxiang illusion. You are not simple. I originally thought you were just a young man, but in that case, I would think that killing him would not be happy enough! Now, my Wuxiang Insan should use all my strength to meet you." Wuxiang shook his head and said a big word. Not to mention his ability, just talking about his ability to pretend to be 13 is awesome.

The Wuying's right hand raised his fingers, and a stream of air was transformed into a spear head, stabbing Lu Zhao's eyebrows.

The moment the spear transformed by the magical power of the Wuying Hidden approached, Lu Zhao raised his right hand and slapped forward directly.

A very simple palm, without any tricks, but a simple force, but a great majesty shocked the sky, and this majesty was contained in this slap. It made Lu Zhao at this moment look like an elder of the formless hermit!

"This slap means myself, breaking your appearance! Please, sir, work harder, boy, I'm waiting to be taught a lesson, you need to work harder!" Lu Zhao even moved his shoulder leisurely, blocking the killing move of the Wuying Hermit. After a moment of stalemate, he spoke again: "Hey, sir, if you don't have the strength, I'll give you a ride. I still have something to do and I don't have time to drag you down."

Before he finished speaking, his left hand slapped out again, and it instantly met the spear body of the spear transformed by the magical powers of the formless hermit. The roar echoed. The mist in the void of the hall began to change color, and the spear body began to collapse when it was bombarded. Countless fine fragments cracked on it, and the spear body roared under the rollback.

Break with one palm!

The aftermath generated by the palm print continues to be thrown towards the formless hermit because of inertia!

In an instant, after the front teeth were suffocated, the Wuying Hidden retreated nine steps in a row before stopping the chaotic Yuan power in the soul and spewed out nine mouthfuls of blood. But this was not the end. Suddenly, a bang sound came out, forming a huge recoil force to carry out crazy damage within his soul!

"Impossible!! Impossible!! Who are you?...it actually has such a terrifying power!"

In an instant, the Wuying touched the red mark on his face, quickly wiped away the blood in the corner of his mouth, and completely gave up the contemptuous thoughts in his heart. The boy opposite was the strongest one of the souls he had hunted in the past few years, but he didn't understand why this powerful monk did not have a sensation servant around him. He originally thought it was a soft persimmon, but who knew it was a tough stubborn person. The Wuying Hang could only kill his teeth and swallow it with mixed blood.

Lu Zhao's expression was calm and murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Since he had already taken action, he would not leave any slap. This is the principle of Lu Zhao's actions. As he stepped forward, he roared quickly and rushed straight to the front of him. He raised his right hand and was about to slap him again!

Such pressure forced the Wuying Hidden, who had already collapsed on the ground, to endure the pain and quickly get up and roar to the sky.

"Boy, you dare to slap me in the face. You really bully me too much. Let me die!!" The Wuxiang Anan took a few steps back, his eyes turned red, and a crazy roar came out.

The Invisible Hermit made an illusory palm print, and the hurricane that was bulging out of the palm print made a sound of thundering the sky and earth. It was visible to the naked eye and was actually covered by a black hurricane and spread rapidly. In just a moment, it had already attacked Lu Zhao, completely covering his soul!

The Invisible Hermit went crazy. His crazy laughter was distorted, but he was a self-harmful soul. He endured the severe pain and separated one arm. At the moment when the severe pain that was enough to make people collapse, a blood-colored storm rumbled and rushed straight to Lu Zhao and swallowed it!

Although this soul body is fragile, perhaps because the core contained in it is the same as this space, it is the power of the law that can activate this space. The energy is extremely huge. This power is enough to make Lu Zhao feel threatened, causing his soul particles to fluctuate slightly, and then jump violently to resist the throbbing deep in the soul!

This power was activated by the Wuxiang Hidden, and was ready to be used to kill Lu Zhao!

If this power explodes, let alone Lu Zhao's soul, even if his body is directly hit, he will be irreversibly traumatized and lose his combat power in an instant!

The ultimate kill!

This Wuying Anthology is a madman, the madness of the Wuying Anthology, who uses part of his body to bury Lu Zhao's soul!!

"You dare to slap me in the face!! Who dares to slap me in the face?!" The faceless hermit laughed wildly. He was qualified to laugh wildly. As a soul in the realm of the celestial fairy, he was definitely a strong man in the reincarnation path! Although he liked to pretend to be 13, he had the capital to pretend to be 13, but now Lu Zhao actually slapped him in the face!

After countless years of hard practice, the accumulated face was thrown away by Lu Zhao's slap.

Huge cracks that were thousands of meters long appeared here. Even the white fog barrier around the hall was shining at this moment, and waves of varied aura filled the edge of the space.

All this is slow, but in fact it is just a moment!

Lu Zhao no longer hesitated and took a step forward. He raised his right hand and pressed directly on the surging storm. His expression was extremely solemn, and he pinched his hands with both hands and pressed forward frantically!

"It's useless, you can't stop it, no one can stop it!! I think my Wuxiang's Hidden traversing the Mist Seal Dream Realm for countless years, and never was slapped in the face! My master's old guy back then wasn't good! How dare you!! I want you to die, you're dead!" Wuxiang's Hidden laughed wildly, his expression showing extreme excitement.
Chapter completed!