He was about to escape from the sky, but unexpectedly something happened. In no time, Chen Pan had to use his Void Spirit Armor to fight to the death. With all his strength, a circle of thin, almost transparent things appeared around the soul, just like a piece of armor without gaps wrapped the entire soul tightly.

Just as he activated his strength, hundreds of Lingxi swords on the other side came to kill him. Mental power is a very strange thing. He is invisible, but it is real. If explained by the theory of his previous life, it is more like a special brain wave. This special brain wave and the combination of ** will form life.

The technique of using mental power to attack is to kill by destroying the opponent's soul, but it cannot cause harm to the **. At this moment, Chen Pan watched the Lingxi swords pass through his body and then bombard his soul.

Hold on, hold on, must hold on, Chen Pan shouted in his heart, holding the mist grass box containing the purple chalcedony in his left hand tightly with his left hand. At this time, he couldn't control whether the purple chalcedony in the box would be lost. His life was the most important thing.

The attack methods of mental power are silent to outsiders, but they are different to the attacked person. A handful of Lingxi swords hit the virtual spirit armor and then shattered, just like someone putting an iron pot on your head and then hitting it hard outside. And the bang bang sound was much louder, like thunder.

The roaring sound was accompanied by a heart-wrenching pain. Chen Pan felt as if someone had taken a small mace and tapped his brain and stirred wildly, white, red, black... Countless colors bloomed in front of Chen Pan's eyes, like the brain that had been stirred into a pot of porridge.

The Lingxi Sword was endless, and was bombarded by the broken mental power. After blocking several waves of attacks, the virtual spirit armor on Chen Pan's soul began to become dim and thinner, and several places even began to break out. The Lingxi Sword rushed directly through this barrier to attack Chen Pan's soul.

In an instant, Chen Pan's spiritual consciousness seemed to be directly bombarded by a cannon, leaving only a trace of residue. No, I must hold on, I can hold on, Chen Pan kept shouting in his heart with the only remaining consciousness. Why, why didn't the stone axe birthmark save himself? Are he going to die here? For a moment, these thoughts disappeared in Chen Pan's mind, and his whole consciousness became blank, and in a trance there was a tendency to collapse. Once the consciousness collapsed, this person would be completely dead.

Yang Zhu, Meng Xuan... flashed in front of Chen Pan's eyes, and then disappeared. Acao cried loudly, calling out to the young master. Uncle Gangzheng and Lei Ting Zhenren looked at him and shook their heads and sighed. Qingxia stood in front of Zixia Palace and looked at him, then flew away... Her parents and brothers also appeared, and looked at him with a sad face. The last figure with a playful look on his face came over. It was Zhao Lei, who smiled sarcastically: Are you the only skill?

Is this the only skill? Is this the only skill? Am I really the only skill? Don’t I want to be a strong man? How could I die here? No, I absolutely. The disintegrating consciousness suddenly showed signs of recovery, and the Void Spirit Armor began to run wildly, and even felt like overdrawing the origin of life. This is a dangerous situation. Burning the origin of life and releasing energy will inevitably leave endless disasters, but in the current situation, everything is unacceptable. This is an instinct, an instinct to survive. He can unlimitedly release a person’s potential, and the degree of release is determined by his personal will.

Under this will to survive, Chen Pan's mental power reached a terrible level. Even the purple chalcedony in the fog grass box in Chen Pan's hand began to fluctuate under the influence. Finally, a purple chalcedony like a thin line appeared and flew towards Chen Pan's purple chalcedony.

As soon as this purple chalcedony touched Chen Pan's soul, it was immediately sucked tightly by the other party. The soul was like a drowning person who grabbed a floating straw, holding it tightly and never letting go. In a blink of an eye, the soul even began to suck the small purple chalcedony like a person who was addicted to smoking and sucked the smell of smoke, crazily.

The purple chalcedony is helpful to the soul. At this moment, Chen Pan's soul is like a patient who is in a hurry to seek medical treatment. He has no idea what the consequences will be. He only knows that swallowing it can make him feel comfortable. He has put aside everything. After the dragon swallows the whale, the box of purple chalcedony was swallowed by Chen Pan's soul in a moment.

The soul that swallowed the purple palace chalcedony emitted a faint purple light, and the virtual spirit armor attached to the surface also turned purple. The armor that had almost disappeared, which had been impacted by the Lingxi Sword began to slowly recover and become stronger. Soon, it completely wrapped the entire soul again, and even more like the essence, it easily blocked a lot of Lingxi Swords outside.

"Ah!" Chen Pan roared, and his whole body finally broke through the formation and rushed out, then fell heavily to the ground, rolling around on the ground with his head in his arms, and frantically hitting the big tree and the ground with his head. At this moment, he felt something in his mind was about to drill out, a severe pain like tearing his soul apart.

"Young Master, Young Master..." A Cao was scared to death. She didn't know what was going on below. Yue Huihong's mental power was so powerful that the formation was naturally extraordinary. After the formation came out, there was no trace at all. At first glance, there was only soil and weeds. But seeing Chen Pan's appearance, he naturally knew that the situation was not good, so he rushed up and wanted to hug him.

"Roar!" As soon as A Cao caught Chen Pan, he heard a low roar from his throat, like a beast, and then a fist hit her abdomen. Chen Pan was confused at this moment, and only had the instinct to survive. Pan Jue and Bo Jue also started to operate on their own. A Cao was regarded as an enemy by him. The punch was extremely powerful. The little fox was punched hundreds of meters, broke dozens of big trees and finally fell to the ground.

"Wow, young master, young master!" Acao spitted out a mouthful of blood and flew over again. Despite the protection of colorful light, he was still seriously injured. But she didn't care about herself at all. Chen Pan was more important than anything in her heart. She couldn't let the young master harm himself.

At this time, Chen Pan tried his best to vent the pain deep in his soul by using self-harm. He didn't know how to avoid it. He was hugged tightly by Acao, which made him very inconvenient to self-harm. Feeling that something was stopping him, Chen Pan vented all the pain on the thing that stopped him, and his fists fell on Acao like raindrops.

And in the air, a figure flew over quietly, looking at the two people below, with a grim smile on his face.
Chapter completed!