Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 319 The Prisoner of the Soul

"stop!"

As if he had just woken up from a dream, Qi Yu looked at Jiao Xi's knife and scolded in astonishment.

Because he had been focusing on Li Yunsheng all the time, Qi Yu only noticed Jiao Xi's knife when the knife was ready.

It stands to reason that at such a short distance, with Qi Xiao's cultivation base and thoughts, it is impossible to discover Jiao Xi's knife at this moment.

The reason for this was all because Qi Xiao was completely distracted by the change in Li Yunsheng's expression just now.

Just now, although Qi Zhu only took a look at the mourning little disciple Qiushui, this look almost made him fall into a catastrophe.

At first, he just wanted to see what kind of expression that little disciple Qiushui would show when his senior brother was humiliated.

Just as he planned, the little disciple put down the sword in his hand, dissipated the true essence from his body, and his expression changed from shock to grief.

But what he didn't expect was that at the very moment that little disciple Qiushui's expression turned mournful, he felt his emotions suddenly plunged into a "vortex" of extreme sorrow and anger.

If it is an ordinary person, they may feel that they are infected by the emotions of the little disciple Qiushui, which is the so-called empathy.

But he is Qi Luo, the famous master of Wanli Palace in Netherworld Palace, Qi Luo, and a demon clan who has always been known for his powerful soul. How could his emotions be infected by an ordinary cultivator?
He was very puzzled.

And just when this puzzled thought arose, he found that he was completely "captured" by the other party's soul, he was completely caught in the other party's emotions and couldn't extricate himself, he died with the other party's grief Sad, angry and angry, he seems to have lost himself

It is extremely inconceivable that the soul of a demon palace master is captured by the unconscious "emotions" of a young disciple of Qiushui.

But Qi Zhuo's "unbelievable" is not over yet, his immobile "divine soul" was sucked into the center of the vortex, and it was in the center of the vortex that he saw a horror like the legendary purgatory scene.

And in the center of this scene, a young man with a golden halo all over his body held a sword in his hand, standing numbly in this sea of ​​corpses and blood.

As if aware of the arrival of "Qi Luo", the boy raised his head and gave Qi Luo a blank expressionless look.

With just one glance, Qi Zhu could only feel that his soul was being torn apart piece by piece as if he had been hacked into pieces by thousands of knives.

The next moment, Qi Zhu, who was sweating profusely, woke up suddenly.

Just glanced at the young man, but as if he had died once, Qi Zhu's heart that had been beating steadily began to tremble from distance.

"What kind of powerful spirit is this?!"

Qi Zhu, who was ashen-faced, opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief.

At this time, he looked at the little disciple Qiushui whose aura was completely subdued and whose face was filled with anger or pain, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of fear. Same as the ancestor.

But before he had time to digest this fear, he saw the demonized Jiao Xi slashing at the little disciple Qiushui with his original power.

So there was his instinctive scolding just now.

The reason why I say it is instinct is because from a realistic point of view, his yelling is very unreasonable. First, he does not need to help that disciple Qiushui. In the emotion of shock, he had no resistance anymore, and it was just a matter of raising a knife and falling for Jiao Xi to kill him.

However, instinct told Qi Yu that Jiao Xi's knife could not be cut down, as long as he watched this knife, he would be finished.

But obviously, at this moment, Jiao Xi couldn't hear Qi Xi's cry.

This bright knife has already completed its momentum, and it has added his unique original strength, once this thousand-weight force is attached, it is impossible for him to withdraw the sword.

"go to hell!"

I saw him roaring with an expression of extreme madness and excitement, and slashed the huge bone knife at Li Yunsheng's head.

boom! boom! boom!
The air was squeezed by the mighty force of his knife, and there were loud explosions.

At this moment, Jiaoxi suddenly saw that little disciple Qiushui who had been looking sluggish suddenly turned his head towards him, a pair of stagnant eyes stared straight at him, and a golden streak pierced through his pitch-black pupils. Then he opened his mouth and spit out a note that sounds very complicated to Jiaoxi. At the moment when this note appeared, Jiaoxi seemed to feel that his soul was being burned by something. The indescribable pain caused him to slow down suddenly.

"Soul attack?!"

At the same time as these words appeared in his mind, the closed mouth of Qiushui disciple who was blind-eyed and golden pupil opened again, and he was about to spit out another note.

The instinct acquired from thousands of fights told Jiaoxi to stop and run away, but the inertia of the sword made him unable to stop flying towards the little disciple Qiushui.

Just as he was watching the boy desperately about to utter the next syllable, a figure suddenly knocked him away from the boy like a cannonball.

With a bang, both of them hit the ground together.

Jiao Xi, who escaped from the dead, found that the one who knocked him away from the young man was Qi Lu.

At this time, Qi Yu was already in a completely demonized state like him, but his face was very ugly, and sticky blue blood seeped out from the gaps in his thick scales.

"You were hit by that note?"

Jiao Xi, who had calmed down from the over-excited state, was ashamed.

"What is the method then?"

He looked warily at Li Yunsheng not far away and said.

"Dragon language driven by the divine soul...we are all careless."

Qi Yu also took a look at the other side, and then panted heavily.

"Then this son can't stay!"

Hearing this, Jiaoxi trembled all over, and then said resolutely.

"You and I don't need to do anything, leave it to Xianmeng and Hell, anyway, these people can't take away the things under the autumn water."

Qi Qi shook his head.

"But……"

"Don't worry, we don't have time to spend here."

Jiao Xi was about to speak unwillingly, but was interrupted by Qi Yu waving his hand.

"Someone has entered our Netherworld!"

He took out a jade slip and handed it to Jiaoxi.

Jiao Xi took the jade slip and looked at it, only to see that it said: "There is trouble in the dark world, come back quickly."

……

On the other side, as Jiao He fell to the ground, Li Yunsheng's muddy pupils suddenly became clear, and he looked at Jiao He and Qi He who were withdrawing from the courtyard gate with surprise, as if waking up from a daze. Wait for the demons.

"What happened to me just now?"

Li Yunsheng looked at his hands in shock and then said in astonishment.

But immediately, he remembered the picture of his brother being humiliated in the virtual image above his head, and the grief and anger filled his chest again.

At this moment, he just wanted to rush to the Baishi Mountain immediately to rescue the elder brother, but he couldn't leave behind the unknown Mr. Eldest, and the Tianjingguan, which was coveted by the Immortal League, he could even guess. Get it, as long as the courtyard is closed and the autumn water is broken, the mountain protection formation is basically useless, let alone resisting the heavenly punishment formation overhead.

Just as he was hesitating, a skinny hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.

"Thank you, leave it to me."

A warm voice he was very familiar with said behind him.

(End of this chapter)