Chapter 250 Salan’s death, Su Yunxiao’s decisiveness "Pretend to be a ghost." Sarang centered on himself and controlled the strong wind to rage outwards. The condensed wind blade turned into a sickle and plunged into the dark void. He didn't even have any control over the light magic, let alone the wind magic that Su Yunxiao also controlled. The forbidden realm of death and black wind was quietly released, and the wind floating around Salan disappeared for no reason. At the top of the dark void, a death sickle suddenly slashed down, dragging darkness and death. Salan was surprised why his wind magic couldn't be used, and became even more wary. The Great Sword of the Light Star Palace and the Holy Judgment faced the Death Scythe, while she herself quickly retreated into the distance. As a red archbishop with a strong black pepper, Salan's own destructive power may be much worse than that of a mage of the same level, but her ability to hide, hide, and escape is definitely top-notch.
"This is my dark void. You can't leave without my consent." Su Yunxiao's voice sounded again, and the ghostly soul sound continuously impacted Salang's spiritual world. When it comes to cultivation, Su Yunxiao is definitely not as good as Salang. This is also the reason why he didn't show up to fight Salan directly. Sa Long is very strong, and Su Yunxiao is very careful because there are still things to do later. Using magic energy to maintain this dark space, Salan cannot escape even if he has the power to reach the sky. No, Salan, who had fled to no avail, tore a space scroll into pieces, and the surging power of space wrapped her in the center of the magic circle. Silvery ripples appeared, and after a long time, the light in the space dispersed, and Salan's figure still stood in the boundless world of darkness. "How is that possible!" Salan couldn't believe it. Her space scroll was obtained at a great cost, and unless the space binding spell comes in person, it will not be effective. Even if Salang had exhausted all his traps, he would never have expected that Su Yunxiao had the Time and Space Eye in his hands. Space scroll? Ten more pictures will have the same effect. "Sister Jiang, Mo Yi, Fengling, kill her." Salan was lost for a moment, and figures appeared in four directions around him. Directly in front of her was Su Yunxiao, who had trapped her here. Directly behind is a ball of flames filled with violent energy. The auburn sky fire outlines Jiang Feng's noble dress, and the hot flames drag into the boundless depths of darkness. Her red hair is spread out, and her graceful figure fully demonstrates the beauty of the flame goddess. In this dark void, she is like a blazing sun, the brightest and brightest red. On the left and right sides, there are Mo Yi and the delicate and sharp Feng Ling, surrounded by a sea of blood-red flowers. "They are all monarchs!" Sa Long was stunned by the young man in front of him several times today.
Blazing, dead, sharp, several terrifying elements surrounded Salan in the middle. Jiang Feng and the others could kill Salan without Su Yunxiao taking action. One or two monarchs, Salang, could handle it, but the three monarchs were all creatures with strong control over the elements. She had no chance of winning. Especially the flame goddess Jiang Feng who was hanging high behind her. She could hardly breathe under the pressure of her hot scorching breath. Even if she were to fight Jiang Feng alone outside, she would have little chance of winning. Sa Long's wind element was suppressed by Su Yunxiao's Forbidden Wind Realm and could not be used. The remaining light, poison and curse elements were defeated steadily when facing Jiang Feng and the others. Jiang Feng raised his fingers to the sky, using the power of the Star Fire to its extreme. If it were a human method, it would be the use of the Heavenly Seed Forbidden Realm. Outside, a meteorite-like meteor streaked across the sky and suddenly crashed into the dark and boundless world. The dark space is Su Yunxiao's method, and his power will naturally not stop Jiang Feng's attack. The meteor fire passed through the boundary of darkness and hit the place where Salan was standing. This blow combines the Starfall Heavenly Fire and Jiang Feng's own tempered Heavenly Seed Tribulation Fire. The incomparably expanding flames burn away all the other elements in the void, and its intensity exceeds the third level of the super-level fire system by a large margin. The natural disaster-like meteor fire forced out all of Salang's trump cards, and Salan, who was in the darkest part of the darkness, lay scarred on a deep hand. Salan, who could barely support his body, couldn't even stand up under the erosion of the dark element. The meteorite fire is still burning her body, and when her defense dissipates, her life will end. Salan showed a rather crazy smile, and her beautiful face was burnt by the flames and blackened and festered. Her cardinal robes were also burned. Thinking about how many deaths she, Salan, had caused like the God of Death, she was going to fall into the hands of a young man today. "You are a smart and paranoid mad woman. If I don't kill you, I won't be able to sleep peacefully in the future." Su Yunxiao's voice sounded again. This time, he appeared directly in front of Salan. His body is stronger than most of the demons, so he is not afraid of getting close to Salan. "伱..." As soon as Salang said a word, Su Yunxiao's hand twisted her neck. He acted very decisively without any hesitation. The red-hot archbishop Salang, who is black and hot, has no idea what she can do if she is allowed to live for one more second. To be on the safe side, Su Yunxiao's spiritual power penetrated into Salang's body, and while destroying Salan's soul, he was counterattacked by the evil curse. The terrifying blood shadow streaked across the most ferocious ghost and bit into Su Yunxiao's soul. This was Salan's last act after his death. The ferocious ghost somehow possesses a power that far exceeds Salang's spiritual power. Su Yunxiao, who was approaching the ninth realm, was retreating steadily under the protection of Lei Kui's war drum. Su Yunxiao could figure out that the ghost shadow came from the dark plane, but it was difficult for him to eliminate it. "It seems that my little master is in trouble." Mo Yi's charming voice sounded in Su Yunxiao's mind.
After fighting the cursed ghost, Su Yunxiao discovered that there was an extremely coquettish bloody flower in the spiritual world. "Just leave the threat from the dark plane to the slave family." The endless Manzhushahua vines that came from nowhere pulled the ghost figure out of Su Yunxiao's spiritual world, and finally fell into the vast door of darkness together. Su Yunxiao opened his eyes again, and Salan's silent body lay quietly in front of him. Jiang Feng and Fengling got back into the little white fox pendant, and the dark void slowly faded away. Su Yunxiao and a corpse appeared in the sight of the Parthenon, the Holy Inquisition and others. "Master, Master." Qi Ling flapped his flexible and small golden wings and immediately rushed into Su Yunxiao's arms, using his own prayers and blessings to restore Su Yunxiao's condition/ Killing Salan caused Su Yunxiao to consume a lot of shadow and space magic energy, and also suffered a certain amount of mental trauma, but in other aspects he was fine. Pure white soft light enveloped Su Yunxiao. He gently stroked Qi Ling's head and pinched her pink cheeks before raising his head to look at a group of confused and astonished people. (End of this chapter)