Apocalypse Magician

Finally, when darkness and blood-red completely occupied the world, the violently changing scene gradually stabilized. The white bones turned into white flowers seemed to have life, and they jumped one by one and, like a carnival from hell, instantly formed countless white bones. The skeleton, holding sharp bone spurs in its hands, approached Li Xingkong step by step.

"The Demon Sect's Heavenly Evil Formation?" The scene in front of him seemed familiar. Li Xingkong couldn't help being surprised, and then he frowned.

The Tiansha Formation was the Demon Sect's first killing formation at that time, with a perfect combination of attack and defense. When Li Xingkong followed Mo Xianwu deep into the Empire of the Rising Sun, he saw the power of this formation.

Under the ambush of the Heavenly Evil Formation, the church team lost its troops and countless skeleton warriors came from all directions, becoming everyone's nightmare.

At this moment, white bones and skeletons are pouring in. Everything is like the battle back then. However, the difference is that in many places, ordinary skeleton warriors come together in groups. Driven by the dark power, the bones on the skeletons continue to appear. It breaks apart and reassembles, eventually forming a skeletal warrior wielding a huge axe.

The Bone Warrior was three meters tall and had a huge back. Li Xingkong clearly remembered that when he faced just one such Bone Warrior, he and his senior brother Feng Moxing teamed up to fight in close combat and successfully killed it with Feng Moxing's elusive sword moves. Although At this moment, my strength is not the same as that of back then, and it also exceeds that of Feng Moxing at that time. However, the number of bone warriors in front of me is also too many.

Li Xingkong thought about countermeasures, but the Bone Warriors and Skeleton Warriors did not leave him any time, and they rushed in like a tide in the blink of an eye.

Li Xingkong had no choice but to accept the challenge. With the strength of a great swordsman, he jumped up and carried his sword with him. The phantom sword danced with misty brilliance and instantly turned into thousands of sword flowers. It fell into the enemy group like a violent storm.

The sword energy wielded by the phantom sword Huangwu was indeed somewhat restrained against the illusion. In this first attack, Li Xingkong was surprised to find that not all of the bone warriors and skeleton warriors were real, but most of them were actually real. It's an illusion.

With the sword energy vertical and horizontal, the illusion collapsed at the first touch, and even the surrounding illusions that were not hit by the sword energy appeared to be crumbling under the light of the illusory sword's brilliant dance. Li Xingkong could clearly see the difference between illusion and reality.

The attack of the illusion had no lethality, so in the dense white bones, Li Xingkong directly ignored any movement of the illusion. At the same time, he secretly rejoiced in his heart. If it were not for the restraint of the illusion by the illusion sword Huangwu, even if he had the strength of a great swordsman at this moment, he would not be able to do anything at all. In the sea of ​​skulls and bones, there is also danger and danger.

In fact, from the perspective of illusion magic attack power alone, the illusions in the space-time illusion realm are much weaker than Xuanyin's psychedelic illusion array back then. The illusion of the psychedelic sound array creates reality, and the void becomes reality in just a blink of an eye. If the person in the array ignores the attack of the illusion like Li Xingkong, after the illusion breaks through the opponent's defense, it can immediately transform into a physical entity, bringing substance to the opponent. harm.

Li Xingkong, who had the phantom sword dancing in his hand, saw the reality of the illusion, and became more and more courageous in his battle. He galloped around like a tiger among sheep, and in a moment he defeated the mighty Bone Army.

The bone warriors and skeleton warriors could not help Li Xingkong, so they changed again. The remaining bones gathered together and regrouped to form a giant white bone dragon.

The giant white bone dragon roared loudly, and the breath of darkness fell from the sky. The dark magic that swept through it crazily had the power of the peak of the Great Mage. Even though Li Xingkong was still far away, he could still feel the terror in it.

Along with the breath of darkness, the four magic elements of wind, fire, water, and earth condensed at the same time, and the wind blades, flames, and ice cone boulders came together. For a moment, it was like a group of demons dancing wildly, with brilliance shooting out and whizzing towards Li Xingkong.

Any series of magic is of the Great Mage level. Several magics echo back and forth, as if carefully designed, and are interlocking. Even if the master of the Holy level is here, it will be difficult to escape.

"The Domain of the Sky, the Forbidden Demon!" Li Xingkong shouted, and the Forbidden Demon Domain expanded. Then he endured the severe pain caused by the backlash, and when the magical power from the front disappeared instantly, he rushed towards the White Bone Dragon with all his strength. .

The phantom sword danced with a cold light, and the sharp sword intention was ready to strike. Li Xingkong slashed diagonally with his sword, and the brilliant sword light was like a rainbow across the sky, cutting the white bone dragon into two pieces.

Li Xingkong, who followed the sword with him, quickly turned around and stabbed several times with the sword. Each sword was more powerful than the other. The sword energy was like a stack of clouds, and his body could not be seen clearly. Only the rays of light penetrated straight through the clouds, and the sky was split. The power.

Li Xingkong gathered his energy and sheathed his sword, then floated to the ground. The brilliance dissipated, and the giant bone dragon also stopped moving. Then there were several crunching sounds, which continued until the giant bone dragon completely collapsed, and countless broken bone fragments fell towards it. The ground turned into nothingness.

Li Xingkong, who defeated the enemy with one move, let out a long breath. A faint trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. The sword seemed to be easy and comfortable, but there were too many lucks and dangers hidden behind it.

If it weren't for the Forbidden Demon Realm's surprise, which instantly broke through the interlocking magic attacks, how could Li Xingkong break out of the encirclement and attack the Bone Dragon directly.

However, in this fantasy realm of time and space distorted by space power, the backlash produced by the Forbidden Demon Realm was several times that of the outside world. Li Xingkong was caught off guard and suffered some internal injuries.

As the white-bone dragon collapsed, the darkness and blood-red gradually faded away, and the world finally returned to its original color. In front of Li Xingkong, the scenery of the Twelfth Factory once again appeared, as well as the slim Luo Yingxue who was disguised as an illusion.

"Xingkong, you are still going to kill me after all, right?" Luo Yingxue's beautiful face revealed infinite sadness, like a cherry blossom about to wither.

"You are not the real Yingxue." Li Xingkong's face was expressionless, and the magic sword Huangwu in his hand pointed forward, the light flickering out, like a leaping beast.

"I know, you must be in love with the new and dislike the old, and don't like me anymore." The plain words were filled with infinite desolation, setting off Luo Yingxue who was about to cry, as if the world, mountains and rivers were filled with sighs.

"The real Yingxue must be able to feel my feelings, and there will be no such doubts!" ​​At this moment, inexplicable pain surged into my heart. Even though what I saw in front of me was not the real Luo Yingxue, it was exactly the same after all. How can you bear to face each other with swords in face and figure?

Li Xingkong almost put down the sword in his hand, but the decisive words he just said to the other party reminded him even more.

"In that case, go to hell!" Luo Yingxue's face suddenly became ferocious, and her delicate and delicate hands suddenly grew into indestructible claws and she pounced towards Li Xingkong.

The slightest difference is the thin line between life and death. The trance at this moment is the fatal point.

Facing the oncoming danger, Li Xingkong was still immersed in the heartache of that moment. He couldn't extricate himself. He almost sat there waiting for death. There seemed to be countless voices in his mind. With the same appearance, could he really be brutally killed?

At this critical moment, the brilliance of the Phantom Sword dances, as if a ray of sunshine shines into the heart, dispelling all the chaos, leaving only the purest clarity deep in the heart. Li Xingkong wakes up from a dream, and finally overcomes the last point in his heart. The sword in his hand vibrated, and he stabbed out in time.

The next moment, Luo Yingxue's body was penetrated by the sword, turning into little bits of light and scattering into the void.

The scene in front of him began to turmoil, and cracks seemed to appear in the space, which spread rapidly. For a moment, it was riddled with holes, and then shattered unwillingly. Li Xingkong knew clearly that he had broken through the many obstacles in the illusion, and at this moment, he finally successfully entered the illusion of time and space. Really inside.