sword from heaven

Chapter 391 Anti-Swallow (Seventh)
"Can't get your memory?" Xie Baixuan said with a smile: "Don't lie to me, as long as you are devoured, you will definitely be able to extract the memory. On this point, we have a unique technique to shake the sky!"

Song Yunge said in a deep voice: "I also have a unique technique, as long as I blow up all the souls when I am dying, especially that bit of aura, you will get nothing!"

"If I can't get memory, but can get the nourishment of spiritual power, it's not bad to restore my soul!" Xie Baixuan said.

He wasn't fooled at all, and it was safe, as long as he used up the soul-binding talisman slowly, until he was exhausted to death.

When I was entering samadhi, this ray of soul suddenly came in, which startled me a lot, and I thought that some senior had performed a miracle of seizing the body.

Unexpectedly, it was a weak soul, which relieved him, and he immediately felt the aura on his body.

This guy actually devoured the wisp of soul that he had lost, which really didn't take much effort!
He immediately urged the soul-binding talisman to trap it, slowly consume it, and finally devour it in one fell swoop to make up for his soul and get some memories.

This guy should be a person from the lower realms, but he can actually destroy his own soul, which is really amazing, and it is even more amazing that he can also rush up.

It seems that such a character has never appeared again in tens of thousands of years. After devouring the soul of such a character, his understanding will be greatly improved, which is much stronger than the green yuan pearl he just got.

So now he blindly seeks stability and will never be fooled. Such a capable person must be scheming, don't get entangled with him, ignore him, just want to devour him!
He firmly held onto this idea, so no matter what Song Yunge said, he would remain indifferent, just waiting for the soul-binding talisman to consume him to death.

Seeing that he was so recalcitrant, Song Yunge showed a helpless expression, and slowly sighed: "In this case, then I can only burn my own soul, and I can't let you benefit even if I die!"

As he spoke, white light appeared on his body, getting brighter and brighter.

"You—!" Amidst the loud bang, a violent force surged towards him, rushed into the cage shaped by lightning, and hit him.

He was swept up immediately, so weak that he couldn't bear a single blow, and his eyes suddenly turned black.

He now understands that his so-called hands and feet are not real at all, but only manifested in his soul.

He concentrated desperately, still urging the Feihong Jue, faintly feeling that the Feihong Jue turned out to be his chance to break through.

As long as he continues to push, it is expected to break through the shackles of this soul-binding talisman, so regardless of this violent force, his body is getting brighter and brighter.

"How dare you—!" Xie Baixuan felt something was wrong.

He faintly felt that Song Yunge's soul was changing rapidly, as if he was about to break away from the soul-binding talisman and fly out of his purple mansion.

He was horrified.

At this time, he would never allow the duck in his mouth to fly away, and he would never allow Song Yunge to escape.

I don't care to slowly wear away step by step according to the original plan, and completely receive the memory in this soul.

Suddenly, a small bright sword appeared in the void of his mind, about the length of a finger, and shot at Song Yunge instantly.

The little sword passed through the purple electric cage and shot at Song Yunge, and he wanted to kill him directly. Even if it would shatter his soul and shatter his memory, he couldn't care less.

Song Yunge felt that a huge danger was coming, and he was about to be destroyed. With an idea, he urged Feihong Jue fiercely, and his whole body suddenly brightened.

The next moment, he was outside the cage of Thunder, freed from the shackles of the Soul-Binding Talisman, and felt relaxed all over.

The little sword turned into white light and shot again.

Song Yunge also turned into white light, and a trace of mystery in the Feihong Jue was circulating, making the white rainbow he transformed faster and faster, calmly dodging the small sword.

As time goes by, the feeling of weakness is rapidly fading, and the feeling of weakness is rapidly moving towards the heyday.

He suddenly picked up the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman.

When the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman is in operation, the Inanimate Sutra is also in operation.

"Bastard—!" The loud bang shook the void in his mind, but it was a pity that Song Yunge couldn't be shaken again this time, and his blood remained untouched.

The Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman turned into a golden light and was spinning rapidly, forming a strong suction force. As his strength recovered, this suction force became stronger and stronger.

Slowly, one after another star dots fell into the void and disappeared without a trace.

Then clusters of bright spots were sucked in, then patches of light, and then patches of white clouds.

The Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman became stronger and stronger as time went by.

The little sword that was chasing and killing him was getting slower and slower, unable to catch up with the flying rainbow that he had transformed into. Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the little sword came to a slumped stop.

"Okay, okay!" Xie Baixuan's voice resounded in the void of his mind, revealing viciousness and viciousness: "If that's the case, then we will die together!"

The void in my mind suddenly became brighter, and a bright moon suddenly appeared, and then this bright moon quickly became brighter, turning into a sun.

The sun slowly fell, and a loud voice sounded: "Do you really think I can't do anything about you? This is the Nine Heavens Sun Art, let's see how you can stop it!"

Song Yunge said in a deep voice, "Then try it!"

All his power was condensed in the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman, and suddenly burst out with power several times stronger than before.

The dazzling sun suddenly got into the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman, and was quickly refined by the Wushengjing, turning it into pure power.

His spiritual strength skyrocketed.

This time, the power of the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman skyrocketed again, and the suction force formed was even stronger, with a sudden suction.

Song Yunge's eyes suddenly went dark.

Xie Baixuan's crazy voice sounded: "Damn, damn, what kind of monster are you? You really deserve to die. Let's die together!"

His voice was maniacal and frightening to listen to.

Song Yunge tried his best to activate the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman, and then the crazy voice gradually weakened: "Impossible...Impossible..."

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and the world changed suddenly, so fast that Xie Baixuan couldn't really react, and just responded with subconscious means.

Song Yunge didn't care about it, but desperately urged the ten thousand souls to refine the talisman, and kept absorbing power to strengthen himself.

Suddenly, the sky was filled with white light, and then all the white light got into the Ten Thousand Souls Refining Talisman.

Song Yunge felt himself wake up.

He opened his eyes, got up and went to the mirror, and saw the appearance of Xie Baixuan in the mirror.

He smiled slightly, and Xie Baixuan in the mirror smiled slightly.

He raised his left hand, and Xie Baixuan in the mirror also raised his left hand, then raised his right hand, and then made a few funny faces, strange expressions.

In the end, Song Yunge stared at Xie Baixuan in the mirror, knowing that he had successfully seized the home, and now he was Xie Baixuan.

He gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The battle just now was too dangerous, if it wasn't for the flash of inspiration at the critical moment, and the Feihong Jue was used, and the Feihong Jue was more mysterious than imagined, I would have been swallowed up now, completely wiped out.

Thinking of themselves being wiped out, Zhuo Xiaowan and the others below wondered whether they would be sad, whether Zhuo Xiaowan would regret not getting closer, even holding hands.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to read Xie Baixuan's memory to see where he was.

And that treasure, what kind of treasure is it, is it what I am looking for, can it become a magical weapon for the country, and activate the Great Formation that Shrouds the Sky.

(End of this chapter)