Chapter 531: Karma Threads!
As of this moment, the three old men off to the side were shaking, and their faces were filled with dumbstruck despair. Fear inundated their hearts; this shadow of death which lurked over them far exceeded the mission they had been given by Patriarch Huyan.
Without the slightest hesitation, the three Nascent Soul Cultivators turned and used their most powerful escape arts to flee at top speed. They went all out. One of them, of the mid Nascent Soul stage, crushed a violet-colored jade slip between his fingers, causing a violet glow to surround his body and then propel him away with explosive speed.
Another mid Nascent Soul Cultivator, having witnessed the failure of Sir Wu’s blood escape art, and how he was even injured by using it, didn’t dare to use the same technique. Instead, he drew upon the life power of his own Nascent Soul, ignoring the fact that it began to wither as a result. He shot away at incredible speed off into the distance.
The final Cultivator had the highest Cultivation base of all, the late Nascent Soul stage. As he fled, he produced a crude Feng Shui compass from his bag of holding which he tossed out in front of him. It immediately emanated three glowing bands of light which stabbed into the air up ahead and then… ripped open a fissure!
Without looking back, he dove into the fissure, the only thing on his mind being escape.
He was already completely shaken and filled with ultimate dread by Meng Hao.
As for Huyan Qing, he was completely stunned by everything that had just happened. His body was shaking and his breath came in ragged pants. His scalp was numb, and his heart was filled with intense regret.
Seeing Sir Wu explode caused his face to drain of blood, and cold sweat to break out all over.
Meng Hao flicked his sleeve, sweeping away the gore that was all that remained of Sir Wu. At the same time, he pointed out with his right index finger. Instantly, several drops of blood flew toward him from the mass of gore that was flying in the opposite direction. It congealed on his fingertip into a glittering drop of blood.
This blood was heart blood produced by the death of a great circle Nascent Soul Cultivator. Meng Hao looked at the blood for a moment and then flung his hand, causing it to split into three parts that shot toward the fleeing Cultivator who was surrounded by the Violet Qi.
The drop of blood transformed into a streak of red as it shot through the air.
At the same time, Meng Hao made a grasping motion with his hand. The Devil Spear appeared along with an excited howling sound. Instantly, black mist roiled out, filled with ferocious faces. Strangely, once the faces saw Meng Hao standing there, they began to tremble and suddenly grew very quiet.
Meng Hao hefted the spear and then tossed it out into the air. Instantly, the ferocious faces within the mist once again began to howl as they shot toward the the Cultivator who was burning his Nascent Soul in order to flee.
Having done these things, Meng Hao looked over at the late Nascent Soul Cultivator who was now already halfway through the fissure in the air. The fissure itself seemed to be on the verge of closing. Meng Hao slapped his bag of holding, causing an emerald glow to appear. Suddenly, a very ordinary looking fishing rod appeared in his hands.
As soon as he held the fishing rod, Meng Hao’s entire aura changed. It grew blurry, as if his body were somehow merging into the air around him. When Huyan Qing looked at him, he got a cold feeling, as if he were looking at some sort of predator that he was helpless to resist.
Except, this was not a predator. This was a crushing power from a life force that was levels above him, something that could wrest away his life at any moment.
It was impossible to perfectly describe the feeling in Huyan Qing’s heart. He was panting, and his body was trembling. The fear he was experiencing now far exceeded any fear he had felt before in his life.
Chapter 531: Karma Threads!As of this moment, the three old men off to the side were shaking, and their faces were filled with dumbstruck despair. Fear inundated their hearts; this shadow of death which lurked over them far exceeded the mission they had been given by Patriarch Huyan.Without the slightest hesitation, the three Nascent Soul Cultivators turned and used their most powerful escape arts to flee at top speed. They went all out. One of them, of the mid Nascent Soul stage, crushed a violet-colored jade slip between his fingers, causing a violet glow to surround his body and then propel him away with explosive speed.Another mid Nascent Soul Cultivator, having witnessed the failure of Sir Wu’s blood escape art, and how he was even injured by using it, didn’t dare to use the same technique. Instead, he drew upon the life power of his own Nascent Soul, ignoring the fact that it began to wither as a result. He shot away at incredible speed off into the distance.The final Cultivator had the highest Cultivation base of all, the late Nascent Soul stage. As he fled, he produced a crude Feng Shui compass from his bag of holding which he tossed out in front of him. It immediately emanated three glowing bands of light which stabbed into the air up ahead and then… ripped open a fissure!Without looking back, he dove into the fissure, the only thing on his mind being escape.He was already completely shaken and filled with ultimate dread by Meng Hao.As for Huyan Qing, he was completely stunned by everything that had just happened. His body was shaking and his breath came in ragged pants. His scalp was numb, and his heart was filled with intense regret.Seeing Sir Wu explode caused his face to drain of blood, and cold sweat to break out all over.Meng Hao flicked his sleeve, sweeping away the gore that was all that remained of Sir Wu. At the same time, he pointed out with his right index finger. Instantly, several drops of blood flew toward him from the mass of gore that was flying in the opposite direction. It congealed on his fingertip into a glittering drop of blood.This blood was heart blood produced by the death of a great circle Nascent Soul Cultivator. Meng Hao looked at the blood for a moment and then flung his hand, causing it to split into three parts that shot toward the fleeing Cultivator who was surrounded by the Violet Qi.The drop of blood transformed into a streak of red as it shot through the air.At the same time, Meng Hao made a grasping motion with his hand. The Devil Spear appeared along with an excited howling sound. Instantly, black mist roiled out, filled with ferocious faces. Strangely, once the faces saw Meng Hao standing there, they began to tremble and suddenly grew very quiet.Meng Hao hefted the spear and then tossed it out into the air. Instantly, the ferocious faces within the mist once again began to howl as they shot toward the the Cultivator who was burning his Nascent Soul in order to flee.มีกระทำสิ่งเหล่านี้ เมงเฮามองไปที่ที่ปลาย Nascent วิญญาณเกษตรกรผู้ที่ตอนแล้วครึ่งทางผ่านรอยแยกอากาศ รอยแยกบนตัวเองดูเหมือนจะ อยู่บนปากเหวของการปิดบัญชี เฮา เมงตบโฮลดิ้ง ถุงของเขาก่อให้เกิดการเรืองแสงมรกตให้ปรากฏ ทันใดนั้น เบ็ดดูธรรมดามากปรากฏในมือของเขาทันทีที่เขาจัดเบ็ด เมงเฮาออร่าทั้งการเปลี่ยนแปลง เติบโตมาไม่ชัด เช่นถ้าร่างกายของเขาอย่างใดถูกผสานเข้าไปในอากาศรอบ ๆ ตัวเขา เมื่อ Huyan ชิงมองเขา เขาได้ความเย็นความรู้สึก เป็นถ้าเขามองหาบางจัดเรียงของ predator ที่เขาหมดหนทางที่จะต่อต้านยกเว้น นี้ไม่ได้เป็นนักล่า พลังงานจากพลังชีวิตระดับเหนือเขา สิ่งที่สามารถ wrest ไปชีวิตของเขาตลอดเวลาที่ บดได้มันเป็นไปไม่ได้อย่างสมบูรณ์แบบอธิบายความรู้สึกในหัวใจ Huyan ชิง เขาถูกหอบ และร่างกายของเขาถูกสั่น ความกลัวที่เขาประสบอยู่ไกลเกินความกลัวใด ๆ เขาได้รู้สึกมาก่อนในชีวิตของเขา
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