Immortal Mad Devil - Chapter 3495

Before the black robe could answer his question, Qin Huan suddenly shook.

He saw a figure in the black fog ahead.

The figure magnified from the black fog and seemed to be approaching Qin Huan.

“Who?”

He stopped to drink and asked, “black robe, is it your companion?”

But the figure didn’t give any response, just kept approaching, and the black robe didn’t answer.

Qin Huan’s mind also showed vigilance. Wusheng sword appeared in his hand, and the dark edge was almost integrated with the black fog.

At first Qin Huan thought that the figure was blurred because of the distance, but then he found that the figure itself was blurred.

Even if it has been close to thousands of miles away, it still can’t see its specific appearance. Only the outline of human shape. In the position of the face, you can barely see an expressionless face, which is also very vague.

“What is this? Soul?” Qin Huan frowned.

It obviously had no substance, but Qin Huan didn’t feel the spirit.

He couldn’t help looking at the black robe next to him. If he wanted to say, the figure gave him a feeling similar to the black robe.

Although the black robe had stopped, he still didn’t speak.

At this time, the blurred figure had approached thousands of miles away, suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Qin Yu.

Although he didn’t feel malicious feelings, and the figure was still expressionless, Qin Huan wouldn’t stand where he was and let him rush up.

Wusheng sword is displayed in an instant, which directly splits the blurred figure into two with the surrounding space.

“So weak?”

Qin Huan raised his eyebrows.

He hardly felt any resistance to the sword.

But at the next moment, Qin Huan looked at Qin Yu with surprise. The figure split in two recovered in an instant and continued to rush towards Qin Yu.

Qin Huan was surprised. At this time, the figure was close to a hundred miles away.

For their existence, the distance of a hundred miles was no different from the face to face, so Qin Huan’s subconscious body retreated and withdrew hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant.

The figure continued to catch up with Qin Huan, while Qin Huan retreated, the lifeless sword in his hand was also cutting out one after another.

Several swords were cut out in succession, and the figure was split in an instant. However, it was still as if nothing had happened. It recovered in an instant and continued to chase Qin Huan.

Although he was surprised, Qin Huan was not slow. He dodged one sword after another. At the same time, the Dragon Ridge appeared in the other hand, and the swords were cut out together.

However, whether it’s Sabre Qi or sword light, it doesn’t play a role in splitting the human shadow into pieces.

It seems that it is just an illusion that does not exist in the world, just like the moon in the mirror.

But Qin Huan would not regard it as a real illusion, nor would he want to try what would happen if he met it.

You should know that the Dragon Ridge is an immortal divine weapon with the soul of the ancestral dragon, and the wusheng sword is far more than an ordinary immortal divine sword. It is not just a simple sword. Everything in the world and the laws of time and space can be cut off and destroyed, but it does not play a role in this shadow.

Fortunately, although the figure was strange and could ignore the attack of Dragon Ridge and wusheng sword, Qin Huan was really unhappy. He could easily throw it away without using the body methods of Tianying and Jiutian leidian.

Seeing that the sword was useless all the time, Qin Huan felt a move in his heart. He took back the sword, changed it to empty hand and punched the shadow.

Although this fist didn’t use any magic power, there was a faint purple gold light on his fist face, which contained the power of Xuanyuan’s blood. The power was extremely terrible. I’m afraid few people could take this fist below the six robberies in the divine realm.

The figure had almost no resistance. It was torn to pieces by the violent power in an instant, but the next moment it appeared intact in front of Qin Huan and continued to approach.

Qin Huan’s complexion remained unchanged, and he punched again. The purple gold light of Xuanyuan’s blood dyed a layer of red, which dyed the surrounding space a million miles red.

This is the power of getting away from fire in the eight great efforts, which was played by Qin Huan with the formula of burning the sky of the eight pole real skill.

With Qin Huan’s strength now, this fist was enough to burn any friar in the sixth robbery of the divine realm to ashes. However, the flame passed through, and even space and time itself were burned into nothingness, but it still failed to damage the figure.

Qin Huan didn’t stop. He punched out several times in succession.

Jiutian leidian, xuankan Baodian, wanduan Shenfeng… He tried his best to play the eight great powers one after another with the eight pole real skill. Now he has a better understanding of the power of the law. The eight pole conversion is like clouds and flowing water, smooth and satisfactory, without half stagnation, and the terror of power is unspeakable.

However, the most powerful and terrible law in the world can never hurt the figure.

Even Qin Huan felt a little anxious.

Qin Huan finally took a step forward. Many divine patterns, such as war god pattern and life and death pattern, shrouded his body. The eight masters tried their best to move quickly and burst out at the figure.

“Ares boxing!”

The horror of the power of this punch immediately destroyed all the surrounding heaven and earth. Even the black robe with invisible expression moved his body, which was obviously very moving.

However, after roaring past, the scattered figures were slowly condensed again.

Qin Huan could not keep calm at last.

“What is this?!”

He was amazed.

Even if the figure was so powerful that he would not be so surprised to pick up his God of war fist.

But it looks very weak. Any attack can easily crush it, but it can’t kill it at all. It’s weird.

Ares bully fist is one of the strongest magical powers Qin Huan can emit without using divine weapons. It is second only to chaos emperor Xiaoguang. Even ares bully fist can’t destroy this thing. Qin Huan thought that even the emperor Xiaoguang may not be effective.

Qin Huan thought about it for a moment, so he put aside his momentum, got rid of the shadow and came to the black robe.

“I don’t know whether this thing can be collected and refined with the soul tripod.”

Qin Huan thought, but he didn’t do it after all.

This thing is too weird, but it just can’t kill. It’s too slow to catch up with Qin Huan. There’s no need to entangle it.

But he was still very confused. Looking at the black robe that had been waiting quietly, he asked, “you know what this thing is, right?”