C394 The Soul Seal

Upon hearing Illusion God's words, Mingsi frowned and asked, "There's still a backup plan? Isn't this the last resort he has?" Mingsi couldn't believe it. He had even taken out a divine weapon, but there was still a trump card that was even more shocking than a divine weapon?

Huan Shen seemed to have thought of something. "I'm not sure. I only guessed it through his battle. Let's continue watching. "

Mingsi's expression looked even more serious. Actually, when Illusion God said that Kurosaki Itinerant Guard still had a backup plan, an idea arose in his heart. When Yuwen Lang went on the stage earlier, he wanted to replace Yuwen Lang, but the latter didn't listen.

The reason why he wanted to replace Yuwen Lang was that Mingsi could vaguely feel something strange about Hei Qi's body. This feeling was very illusory, and he could not tell what it was.

In the midst of his thoughts, the martial arena was already filled with sand and stones. Rays of light from spells kept colliding and exploding, and the two figures kept flashing back and forth. The sound of hard metal colliding could be heard.

"The power of a Divine Weapon is only so-so!"

The half sword in Yuwen Lang's hand had already condensed into an illusory sword. The broken sword collided with the Flying Thunder God in Hei Qi Yi Shou's hand, and only a rumbling sound could be heard. To everyone's surprise, the illusory sword of the broken sword did not shatter.

However, the flickering light on it clearly indicated the power contained within this attack.

Before Yuwen Lang could calm down, the dazzling gold and silver light on the Flying Thunder God suddenly flashed. Streaks of silver lightning followed the Flying Thunder God and flowed out of Yuwen Lang's body. The latter instantly exerted strength and prepared to leap backwards.

However, after the lightning left the sword body, it went straight towards Yuwen Lang as if it had a consciousness. No matter how Yuwen Lang dodged, he followed closely behind.

Yuwen Lang let out a cold snort and raised his sword to block in front of him. After the broken sword absorbed most of the lightning energy, the rest of the lightning energy was also absorbed by Yuwen Lang.

"Then I'll let you see the power of the Divine Weapon!"

Hei Qi protected his arm and waved the Flying Thunder God behind Yuwen Lang. At this moment, Yuwen Lang faintly sensed an almost undetectable mark appear behind him.

Before he had time to think, he had an ominous feeling in his heart. Immediately, he decisively rolled forward. At the same time, at the instant he rolled down, a sword qi slashed across the top of his head from where he had been earlier. Hei Qi Yihu's figure had unknowingly appeared there as well.

Yuwen Lang vigilantly stared at Hei Qi Yihu with a serious expression.

"Teleportation!" Yuwen Lang couldn't believe that Hei Qi Yihu had crossed the distance between them in such a short period of time. This was no longer an ordinary spatial teleportation. This was teleportation!

"He dodged pretty quickly. " Hei Qi Ihu looked at Yuwen Lang with a smile that wasn't a smile.

"It should be the effect of a Divine Weapon. . . " Very quickly, Yuwen Lang guessed the reason. With Hei Qi Ihu's current cultivation, it was absolutely impossible for him to teleport with his own strength. And just now, he had done it. In that case, he must have relied on the Flying Thunder God in his hand.

"It is indeed worthy of being called a Divine Weapon. . . " On the high platform, Yuwen Taiping was also seriously observing the situation in the arena. His eyes swept over the two of them as if he was estimating their chances of winning. However, from his solemn face, it seemed like Yuwen Lang had really met a formidable opponent this time.

"Divine Weapon. . . In a battle of this level, with a Divine Weapon in hand, this Hei Qi Yi Hu should be considered invincible. No matter how strong Yuwen Jian is, it will be difficult for him to suppress him. " Mingsi secretly sighed.

"It's hard to say. The strength of a Divine Weapon is not entirely dependent on the user, but is determined by the user. If used well, it can unleash the might of the heavens and earth, but if used correctly, it can only be used in general. " Illusion God comforted, "And the Divine Weapon power that Kurosaki Ihu can use at this moment is only one-tenth. "

"One-tenth. . . " Mingsi nodded after thinking for a while. After all, Hei Qi Yihu was only a Late Period of Spirit Transformation Stage, and he was the same as Mingsi. How could he use too much of the Divine Weapon's power with his current level of strength?

"The Flying Thunder God in his hand must have been sealed. I can't sense the Qi of the Divine Weapon in it. " Illusion God said.

"So that's how it is. Since it has been sealed, the strength that it can unleash must not be strong. Yuwen Jian still has a chance of winning. " Mingsi was slightly relieved.

"It's hard to say. . . " Illusion God seemed to be paying extra attention to this battle, "The strength of these two people should be the strongest among the younger generation here. There are many variables in this battle. If we don't see the end, it will be hard to know the result. "

Just as Illusion God finished speaking, the scene of the battle suddenly changed.

They saw that the originally calm and steady Yuwen Lang was being suppressed. Hei Qi Ihu suddenly erupted. He used a speed that was twice as fast as before to shoot out dozens of spells at Yuwen Lang. After that, he took advantage of the time when Yuwen Lang was defending to quickly gather his Qi. When Yuwen Lang dispelled the previous attack, it attracted a shocking lightning.

This lightning bolt was pulled by Hei Qi Ihu and struck down from the nine heavens. There was no sign of it appearing, and the speed at which it fell was also in the blink of an eye.

Yuwen Lang's brows tightly knitted together. A serious expression that had never appeared on his face before appeared on his face, because at this moment, his eyes were filled with lightning that filled the sky.

Dozens of thick silver-purple lightning fell from the sky, instantly filling the entire arena. Looking from the outside, the arena had already turned into a lightning prison.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of thunderstorms resounded as a violent power wreaked havoc. While everyone was surprised, Mingsi discovered that while Yuwen Lang's figure was submerged by the lightning, Hei Qi Yihu's figure had also disappeared from the Lightning Prison.

A strange spiritual light drifted over from the side and instantly merged into the Lightning Prison. Mingsi sensed this strange spiritual light and turned his head abruptly, looking in the direction of the Doomsday Team.

Hei Qiduan was sitting still with his eyes tightly closed. An ominous feeling surged in his heart. Mingsi suddenly thought of something and quickly turned his head to look at the martial arena.

"Yuwen!"

Mingsi subconsciously called out, but his voice was instantly drowned by the noise outside the martial arts field.

Yuwen Taiping, who was standing beside Mingsi, heard Mingsi's shout, but he didn't pay any attention to Mingsi, because at this moment, he could sense that Yuwen Lang's Qi had disappeared. His brows furrowed for the first time, and a solemn expression emerged on his originally calm face.

In the Lightning Prison, two figures stood opposite each other. Hei Qi protected his hands and formed a seal, mumbling something. In his eyes, there were actually black ripples spinning in circles. Opposite him, Yuwen Lang's eyes were somewhat dull at this moment. The rune sword fragment in his hand was still filled with a powerful aura, but Yuwen Lang did not move at this moment.

"Soul, seal!"

A voice came out of Hei Qi Ihu's mouth, but. . . This voice wasn't from Kurosaki Ihu. This voice was ghastly and hoarse. If Mingsi was here, he would instantly recognize that this voice belonged to Hei Qiduan!

This voice was like a hand from the underworld that carried a slight ripple as it gently caressed Yuwen Lang's face. The latter's body trembled.

The lightning on the martial arena dispersed, and the sword qi of the incomplete runic sword dissipated. Half of the sword fell from Yuwen Lang's hand.

Hei Qi protected his back with a backhand grip, and the Flying Thunder God returned to his back. He stepped into the void and left. Yuwen Lang closed his eyes, and his originally tall and straight body slowly fell backwards.