Even though the resentful monk is knowledgeable, he has never seen such a strange scene.

When other sword cultivators fight, they want to keep a distance and prevent their opponent from getting close to each other, but this person goes the other way and hits him straight.

Seeing that Lu Xuanji was so decisive, he naturally did not dare to gamble, and immediately urged the escape light to avoid the opponent's attack.

But Lu Xuanji's speed was too fast. The evil monk's escape light had just lit up when he had already bumped into it.

Bang!

A loud bang broke out in the air, and Lu Xuanji was like a flying sword, poking the body of the resentful monk into one another!

“Um…”

The evil monk groaned, his steps staggered, he looked down at his chest, and an incredible expression appeared on his face.

He turned around and said in a surprised tone: "You...you are not a monk, what are you? Are you a spirit or a monster?"

"Don't you think you have too many problems?"

Lu Xuanji sneered and activated the escape light again, trying to use the same trick again to completely kill the evil monk.

But at this moment, the evil monk suddenly laughed and said, "Idiot, do you think you can beat me like this?"

After saying that, he raised his hands high towards the sky, and two blue lights flew out of his palms, and in a blink of an eye it disappeared into the surrounding sea of ​​vines.

"Hmm?" Lu Xuanji's face slightly condensed.

Before he could use his spiritual sense to check, a gloomy aura came from all around him.

Immediately afterwards, millions of vines fell off the walls, and some of them turned into pythons, trying to entangle his escape light.

Lu Xuanji used his body as a sword, without fear at all, cut off thousands of vines in the air and continued to gallop forward.

However, his speed has slowed down a lot.

The evil monk floated into the air and pointed his hand, and the originally dim tree hole suddenly became bright.

Baa!

A strange scream sounded from all directions.

Lu Xuanji looked up and his face changed instantly.

It turned out that as the vines fell off, the wall behind them was exposed, which was not the wooden wall of the golden tree, but a strange mirror composed of countless water flows.

In the mirror, hundreds of millions of unjust souls were wailing in pain and their faces were distorted!

Lu Xuanji realized at this time that no wonder there was no mechanism in this tree hole. It turned out that this place was a giant soul pool!

The rays of light flew out of the mirror and poured into the body of the evil monk.

The aura of the evil monk quickly rose, and the surrounding void began to twist, as if he could not bear his power.

"Hahaha! Have you seen it? This is the power I have exchanged for from the realm of reincarnation. I am invincible under the saint! How dare I be arrogant in front of me just ant!"

The resentful monk laughed wildly, and his momentum expanded to the extreme.

The next moment, he slapped a palm from the air, and the Nether Ghost turned into a strange magic seal and appeared directly on Lu Xuanji's head.

Lu Xuanji's face changed, and he bounced his hands continuously, and the sharp sword energy soared into the sky.

However, these sword energy could not stop the evil monk's seal at all, and they were suppressed in just a few rounds of battle.

Bang!

With the loud noise, Lu Xuanji was hit by the magic seal and flew backwards.

A gloomy cold air invaded his body, like thousands of ants gnawing in his heart, making him unable to help but groan.

"How is it? How does my 'Evil Seal' taste?"

The resentful monk looked proud and laughed: "If you have been hit by this technique, you can only have ten breaths at most. Boy, weren't you very arrogant just now? I want to see what your expression was before you die?"

"Yeah?"

Lu Xuanji smiled coldly.

Almost at the same time, the three chaotic sword energy in his body turned and instantly killed the cold and cold energy.

The resentful monk was unaware of the situation and stood leisurely in the air, even counting down for Lu Xuanji.

"Boy, I can't wait to see you screaming, hahaha!"

"Three breaths left!"

"two!"

"one!"

The resentful monk counted one silently and was about to appreciate Lu Xuanji's screaming and begging for mercy, but found that the other party's face was as normal and his breath was not at all confused.

“Huh?”

The originally proud smile of the evil monk disappeared, replaced by a look of shock and doubt.

"Impossible! After being hit by my evil seal, no one can survive for ten breaths in the holy realm! How can you still stand here?"

"Is the Evil Seal? But that's it."

Lu Xuanji's face was calm.

At this point, he had seen all the cards of the resentful monk and had no hesitation in his heart.

This person is too strong. If you fight alone, I am afraid that any monk in the Golden Tree will not be his opponent.

Chaos Sword Qi has to be used!

On the one hand, it is for self-protection, and on the other hand, it is for obtaining the secrets of this person.

He was very curious about what kind of existence this evil monk was and what purpose was behind it?

Thinking of this, Lu Xuanji stopped hesitating, raised his right hand and pointed at the evil monk in the distance from the air.

There was no fluctuation in this finger.

But for some reason, the evil monk was beating wildly inside, and he actually had a premonition that the deadline was approaching!

"How is this kid..."

The evil monk involuntarily took a step back.

But he immediately came back to his senses and cursed secretly: "What are you thinking? This kid is clearly just bluffing. I have already gained the upper hand. Are you still afraid that he will not succeed?"

Even though he thought so, he still didn't dare to neglect the slightest bit.

With a wave of his hand, the power of the wronged soul swarmed from all directions, and billions of blue lights gathered together, forming a huge sickle!

brush!

The sickle broke through the air, carrying the powerful magic power of the evil monk, and slashed towards Lu Xuanji in half.
Chapter completed!