Chapter 1293 Little Wukong Takes Action, and the Ten Thousand Swords Explode

Holding the Evil Spirit Sword in both hands, Luo Zhen slashed it furiously!

"Swish!"

A transparent sword thread flashed by, then disappeared into the void, as if it had never appeared.

However, the next moment.

"Ah!"

The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords suddenly let out a low scream, holding the head of the Yuanshen with both hands, as if he had been severely injured.

"The Evil Spirit Sword works!"

Luo Zhen was overjoyed immediately.

I don't know what level of sword the Evil Spirit Sword is, I only know that it is at least a spiritual treasure level. In previous battles, Luo Zhen used the Evil Spirit Sword to deal with the strong men of the Great Saint level.

But he has never fought against the mighty ones in the Saint King Realm.

Luo Zhen originally had doubts about whether the Evil Spirit Sword could hurt the mighty ones in the Saint King Realm, but now it seems that the Evil Spirit Sword still has such terrible lethality.

Even the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords couldn't stand it!

"It seems that the Evil Spirit Sword is not an ordinary spiritual treasure, its power even exceeds that of ordinary Tongtian spiritual treasures, and I don't know what level this thing is."

Luo Zhen thought to himself.

As he thought, Luo Zhen swung his sword repeatedly, slashing out one terrifying sword thread after another.

The sword threads were like the wind, invisible and intangible, and shot towards the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords like a swarm of bees.

And every time a sword thread attacked, the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords screamed in pain.

The Evil Spirit Sword was designed to cut the Yuanshen, which caused great damage to the Yuanshen!

In just a moment, tiny cracks appeared on the surface of the Yuanshen of the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, which was like a real thing, like a piece of porcelain hit by a stone.

Although it didn't break on the spot, the injury was frighteningly serious.

While Luo Zhen was waving the Sword of Slashing Souls, he was not idle. He moved his mind and began to let Xiao Wukong help.

"Roar!!"

Xiao Wukong clenched his fists and excitedly hammered his chest. With a low roar, Xiao Wukong's body swelled in the wind, and in a moment, he turned into a red giant ape as tall as a hundred meters.

After the transformation, the body of Little Wukong was filled with inexplicable auras, which formed whirlpools, each of which was like a black hole, and could almost suck in a person's soul.

"What is this?

!"

After seeing the sudden transformation of Little Wukong, Wanjian Shenjun was stunned.

His intuition told him that the threat of Little Wukong to him was more powerful than the sword thread of the Evil Spirit Sword!

Just as Wanjian Shenjun was frightened, Little Wukong took action!

His huge head tilted slightly, and suddenly, the horn on his head burst into a dazzling crimson glow, which spread out and rolled towards Wanjian Shenjun's soul like a waterfall!

This is Little Wukong's innate magical power, the soul-stealing glow!

Oh, no, it should have evolved into the soul-devouring glow now.

The soul-devouring glow has a strong natural suppression power against the evil ghost soul, and this degree of suppression is comparable to the difference between a tiger and a flock of sheep!

Sure enough.

As soon as the crimson glow touched the soul of the Ten Thousand Swords God, white smoke began to rise from the soul.

Then, in the eyes of the Ten Thousand Swords God, all the parts of the soul that were swept by the soul-devouring glow melted quickly!

An arm was directly torn off by the soul-devouring glow.

The melted soul arm turned into a monstrous life essence, which was rolled back by the soul-devouring glow, and then entered the stomach of Little Wukong.

Little Wukong patted his stomach excitedly and made a satisfied sound.

The Ten Thousand Swords God was stunned.

Little Wukong could actually devour his soul!

The crimson soul-devouring glow was like a big tongue that could roll away his life essence!

After realizing this extremely serious problem, the Ten Thousand Swords God was immediately uneasy.

The soul is different from the body!

If the body is gone, you can use the power of the soul to condense the flesh and blood again, and constantly reorganize and revive.

If the soul is attacked, every piece lost is a huge blow!

The power of the soul is solid and cannot be replenished.

The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords was panicked. He already felt that he might not be Luo Zhen's opponent. Luo Zhen was not only powerful, but also had a pet like Xiao Wukong that could devour the soul!

For the first time, the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords showed fear.

With fear, the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords wanted to escape. While resisting the sword attack of the evil sword, he mobilized the power in his body and prepared to leave here as quickly as possible.

However, Xiao Wukong had already set his sights on the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords. How could he let him escape easily?

!

Just when the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords had just made a move, Xiao Wukong took the lead and shot out eight deep red soul-devouring rays of light from the horn on his head!

The rays of light shot out and sealed the front, back, left, right, and top of the head and feet of the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, forming a omnidirectional and dead-angle-free ray of light cage!

The remaining two rays of light flew into the cage and launched a fierce attack on the soul of the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords.

At this moment

Luo Zhen suddenly sensed that the sword threads he had cut out were useless.

Those powerful sword threads seemed to have been swallowed by Xiao Wukong's soul-devouring rays of light.

Not only that.

Luo Zhen also felt the fear emanating from the Evil Spirit Sword.

The Evil Spirit Sword was also afraid of Xiao Wukong!

Seeing this, Luo Zhen was happy.

"Evil Spirit Sword, if you don't listen to me in the future, I will let Xiao Wukong eat you!"

Luo Zhen said viciously.

After the harsh words were spoken, a faint thought came from the inside of the Evil Spirit Sword. Luo Zhen didn't know what it said, but he could clearly sense that the Evil Spirit Sword was begging for mercy!

This evil sword also has moments of fear. It seems that Xiao Wukong's reputation for evil is far beyond my imagination, Luo Zhen thought to himself.

Next, he stopped attacking.

Let's see Xiao Wukong show his power.

In the glow cage, the Ten Thousand Swords God made a series of sounds of shock and anger, accompanied by earth-shaking roars.

This is the Ten Thousand Swords God resisting!

However, this is just a trapped beast fighting.

Xiao Wukong's soul-devouring glow is too powerful. Even if the Ten Thousand Swords God is a great power in the Saint King realm, he can't resist for long.

It's only a matter of time before he is worn out by the glow.

Sure enough.

As time passed, the resistance of the Ten Thousand Swords God became weaker and weaker. In the end, there was no sound in the glow cage.

Luo Zhen was a little confused.

Although time passed.

But from the time when Little Wukong set up the glowing cage to now, it was actually less than five minutes. In such a short time, the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords was finished?

Was the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords too weak, or was Little Wukong too strong?

Just as Luo Zhen was wondering, suddenly, a dazzling green aura suddenly burst out from the glowing cage!

A breath of destruction suddenly swept out!

"With this kind of momentum, is the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords going to self-destruct?

!"

Luo Zhen was shocked.

Little Wukong also became uneasy.

The next moment.

The angry and hateful voice of the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords came from the glowing cage, "Luo Zhen! Even if I die, I will drag you down with me!"

"Let's fall together!"

As the voice sounded, the dazzling green aura formed a miniature sun, and then exploded!