Chapter 2577 Styx Formation

Clang…

Xiao Yi slashed down with his sword, and all the black energy that hit him disappeared.

On the arm, an ice pattern has been opened, shining brightly.

Ahead, the aura erupting from Dongfang Zhi's body definitely reached the level of 90,000 Dao.

"Awesome." Xiao Yi thought to himself.

Perhaps, he had underestimated Dongfang Zhi before, or maybe Dongfang Zhi was already powerful, but he had been hiding his clumsiness.

But there is no doubt that she was able to force Xiao Yi to activate an ice pattern and use the Purple Lightning Sword, which is already quite impressive.

Of course, it's not that Dongfang Zhi can do anything to Xiao Yi, or how far she can push Xiao Yi.

It can only be said that to deal with the same younger generation, Xiao Yi can easily crush them with only Zidian, without even using any other boosters.

To allow him to activate the ice pattern, at least some old monsters, or at least a strong person who leads the first level.

Hua Hua Hua...

The black energy around him surged again.

Wisps of black energy, like ghosts of wronged souls, are coming in dense numbers.

"Don't overestimate your own strength." Xiao Yi held the sword in one hand, and the purple electricity in his hand was like a broken bamboo, and there was no enemy under the sword.

Although the aura erupting from Dongfang Zhi was at the level of 90,000 levels.

But to a large extent, it is due to the combination of the black energy surging around him and the spiritual consciousness that he sacrificed that he has this momentum.

These black energy spiritual consciousnesses are mixed, good and bad. The strong ones have 80,000 levels, and the weak ones have 70,000 levels, 60,000 levels, 50,000 levels, there are piles of them.

But when the number is large enough, it looks astonishing, reaching the level of 90,000.

These spiritual consciousnesses are just ants to Xiao Yi.

If you can't even capture Dongfang Zhi, it's nothing more than a joke.

Xiao Yi's sword moved forward all the way.

At the edge of the mountain, Dongfang Zhi stretched out her hands, but her expression was extremely ugly.

She couldn't stop Xiao Yi from moving forward at all.

Xiao Yi walked forward, feeling secretly confused all the way.

Dongfang Zhi, he doesn't care, he doesn't even need to spend too much effort or waste too much energy, he can capture it in a few breaths.

What he was confused about was the black prison that appeared strangely just now.

He knew about the soul-binding spirit-locking formation.

Even Dongfang Wu knows this formation, and naturally he, the successor of the Eighth Palace, also knows it.

But after taking a quick look just now, he judged that this did not seem to be a soul-binding spirit-locking formation.

In addition, could a method that he could not detect and detect immediately appear in the hands of a warrior of Dongfang Zhi's level?

It's not impossible, it's just very rare.

Just like the sword in Xia Yiming's hand before, it was obviously a vicious sword, but Xiao Yi never discovered what was special about it.

As for the imprisoned soul now, the surrounding evil spiritual consciousness seems to have been absorbed and then imprisoned, all of which are used by Dongfang Zhi.

This scene is very similar to Xia Yiming's black snow before, and that fierce sword was harvesting the spiritual consciousness of all living beings. It was terrifying and shocking.

But there are differences between the two.

No, to be more precise, the two feelings given to Xiao Yi were completely opposite.

He couldn't see the evil nature of Xia Yiming's sword because the sword didn't have any evil intention towards him at all.

At that time, Xiao Yi held the sword, and it was obvious that there was a sign of intimacy and admiration on the sword, so by then the black snow had disappeared and the vicious sword was no longer wreaking havoc.

But at this time, Dongfang Zhi's method was obviously the opposite.

In Xiao Yi's perception, the aura filled with these black energies made him extremely disgusted and even made him feel uncomfortable.

On the surface, Dongfang Zhi's methods now look very much like Xia Yiming's.

But the two are obviously completely opposite.

Wow…

At this time, Xiao Yi slashed down with his sword, scattering the last wisp of black energy in front of him.

With just one thought, you can point your sword at Dongfang Zhi and capture her.

But at this moment, Dongfang Zhi's face flashed with a sinister smile and pride.

Bang…

The black energy around him had been completely dispersed by Xiao Yi.

But at this moment, it suddenly went berserk and condensed again, and it was more turbulent and more powerful than before.

Wisps of black energy and evil spiritual consciousness suddenly appeared like an elite army.

"Huh? No, it's really not the soul-binding spirit formation, but the Styx formation." Xiao Yi's face changed slightly.

"Is it the elite iron guard of the Dongfang family?" Xiao Yi frowned.

The breath of this group of spiritual consciousness is much stronger than the previous black energy.

Far behind him, Dongfang Wu suddenly exclaimed.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned and turned his head.

We have seen a black sharp blade being held at Dongfang Wu's throat.

A spiritual consciousness wearing armor restrained Dongfang Wu.

"Dancing girl." Xiao Yi's face looked slightly ugly.

Dongfang Wu had a look of shock on his face, and at the same time, his expression was ugly as well. He looked directly at Dongfang Zhi, "Sister, are these the elite spiritual consciousnesses of my Dongfang family who have died in battles over the past ten years?"

"You imprisoned their spiritual consciousness?"

In Dongfang Wu's eyes, many of the ferocious faces with evil spiritual consciousness around him were familiar faces.

Many of these faces were elite members of his Dongfang family, heroes who died in battle.

"Haha." Dongfang Zhi sneered, "They are already dead. I just let them die and still be able to exert their strength."

"They should thank me."

Dongfang Wu looked ugly, "Detain the heroic spirits of our Dongfang family and let them die without rest. Sister, you..."

"You forced me." Dongfang Zhi looked like she was crazy.

"Wu'er, you pride yourself on being smart and knowing all the tricks, but this time, you fell into the trap."

"I knew you would betray the Dongfang family for this little thief."

"I knew you would bring this little thief to catch me."

"Well, this time, I am giving you this 'big gift'."

Xiao Yi moved his steps.

"Xiao Yi, little thief." Dongfang Zhi shouted coldly.

"I advise you not to move around. I know you are powerful, but my spiritual awareness is not weak either."

"With just one thought, I can make Wu'er die."

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

Dongfang Zhi smiled ferociously and said, "Put down your purple lightning."

"Throw it farther away."

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes and nodded slightly.

Qiang...his arm shook, and the purple lightning in his hand was blown away far away.

In an instant, without the increase in purple electricity, Xiao Yi's aura was greatly reduced.

"Hahahaha." Dongfang Zhi laughed proudly, "The Purple Lightning Divine Sword can be called the best holy weapon in the world."

"Without this magical weapon, you are just a joke."

The sword cultivator has no sword in his hand, so his fighting power is greatly reduced.

And Zidian is still the number one holy weapon, with an astonishing increase.

Without the purple lightning in his hand, Xiao Yi's momentum was indeed greatly reduced.

only…

Wow…
To be continued...