Purgatory

Chapter 637 Soul Capturing Magic
  Void meteorite land.

"The battle is on."

Han Yi looked nervously at the unknown star frequently, her ice eyes filled with anxiety.

"Yingyue, with the artifact left by Thunder Lord in hand, Pang Jian should be able to kill Youkui, right?"

"The divine sword in his hand contains a demon god, and the instrument itself is also extraordinary. It must be able to give him a lot of help, right?"

"Hey! You should say something!"

The cold crystal goddess drank dissatisfiedly.

Before the battle started, he was the one who had full confidence in Pang Jian, and it was Ying Yue who had doubts.

Now, He looked so uneasy.

He asked Yingyue repeatedly, as if he wanted to seek strength from Yingyue, and asked Yingyue to tell him that Pang Jianjian could kill Youkui.

"Youkui is no weaker than the two of us. He is the god of the ghost clan. He will indeed be restrained by the God of Thunder, but he may not be able to withstand the thunder bombardment."

Yingyue, who was tired of being asked, licked a strand of broken hair from her earlobe and said: "You have to know one thing, that is not Pang Jian's real body. Even if he died in the battle with Youkui, he would still be alive. .”

He specifically pointed this out because he was worried that Han Yi would do something stupid.

"What I mean is that the worst that Pang Jian can do is lose his body and fall from the true god realm. He can still survive without flying out of the mist."

"In the future, there will still be opportunities for you two to get in touch."

Yingyue fiddled with the flags engraved with the moon pattern and said: "I still say what I said, no matter what the outcome, it is not appropriate for either of us to show up."

As Zi Mo's subordinate, Youkui and Zi Mo have a spiritual connection.

Once Youkui died, Zimo could feel it immediately, and through the spiritual link between the two, he could see the images that Youkui saw before his death.

It will also be clear who killed Youkui.

Although the two of them can participate and cooperate with Pang Jian to kill Youkui in the shortest time, the divine shadows they reveal, their divine power and breath will definitely be known to Zi Mo.

At that time, the two of them will face Zi Mo's pursuit, and Zi Mo will also know that they are cooperating with Pang Jian.

Pang Jian killed You Kui. As long as he retreated into the purgatory world in the mist, he could avoid the attacks of Zi Mo and many gods. There was no place for them to escape.

"understood."

Han Yi lowered his head, holding the crystal tablet that could communicate with Pang Jian, but did not send the message.

He knew the moment was not right.

……

The core of the earth.

"Chi! Boom!"

Fierce and violent lightning continued to spread outward from the thunder pool, turning the cave into a vast ocean of thunder.

All the souls and ghosts inside the Ghost River condensed by You Kui are dead.

His many magical arts that involve the soul cannot exert their due power in this ocean made of thunder and lightning.

Once his divine power and divine breath escape from his divine body, it will be destroyed by the violent lightning in the thunder pool, making it difficult to cause harm to Pang Jian.

"Divine power is the combination of divine energy, blood and strength. Divine breath is the power from the divine soul. It can be called divine thought or soul power."

"To put it more simply, divine power is equivalent to the spiritual power of a practitioner. Divine breath is equivalent to divine consciousness. In my opinion, they are almost the same."

"I will try my best to limit his divine aura and prevent it from escaping from this star. Yingyue and Han Yi are also outside to prevent his divine aura from spreading and being noticed by other gods."

The source demon of the small world in the sword kept reminding him.

"Huh! Huh huh!"

The dazzling sword light intertwined with the blue divine light waved by You Kui, exploding into dazzling spots.

In the cave, it rained heavily from time to time.

"clang!"

When the source demon sword and the sharp blade held by Youkui touched each other again, a cold breath quietly penetrated into the small world in the sword.

"Soul capture!"

This cold breath suddenly reached Pang Jian's body from the small world in the sword!
  Dozens of silver-gray chains, revealing the strange evil power that imprisoned the souls of all living beings, emerged from the small world of the Origin Demon Sword, and also emerged from the body of Pang Jian Yuanshen.

At this moment, Pang Jian suddenly thought of a scene in his memory.

Purgatory, the Nanyuan of the first realm, the rocky mountain where the Ghost Mother’s true form has been practicing hard for many years.

The rocky mountain is also entangled with rusty chains, and there are harsh ghost cries from each chain, like evil ghosts imprisoning and suppressing the evil spirits of purgatory.

According to ancient legends, the orthodoxy and roots of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect come from the Purgatory Ghost Clan.

That mysterious rock mountain, as well as the chains that imprison ghosts, seem to have the same effect as the "soul-taking" magic that Youkui is currently using.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Existing in Pang Jian's body, in his mind, in his chest, and in his organs, Pang Jian's ubiquitous divine consciousness turned into a little golden glow.

They were actually sucked by the evil silver-gray chains. They were about to be pulled into those chains and dragged out by Youkui.

The immortal soul is based on the soul and luck as the foundation, and then refines the many powers of his true body, and is built up through the carving and piling up of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Because of this, his divine consciousness is not limited to his mind, but is scattered throughout his divine body.

Together with Youkui's "soul-capturing" magic, as soon as the chains are formed and the power of the magical secrets comes into play, his divine consciousness that fills his entire body will be activated.
  "I……"

The source demon of the small world in the sword, the demon soul that materialized in the demon body, was also involved.

In an instant, clusters of demonic souls, demonic fires, and demonic clouds floated out of his demonic body, and then were pulled by Youkui's "soul-capturing" magic and flowed to the body under Youkui's cloak.

"Pang Jian, stop the thunder outside!"

The source demon screamed eagerly.

Part of his demonic soul will soon be extracted from the small world in the sword in the form of soul, flames, and clouds.

In the outside world, the cave in the center of the earth is already filled with thunder and lightning that destroys all evil souls.

As soon as his demonic soul breaks away from the sword, it will immediately be filled with thunder and lightning, and will be annihilated in an instant.

In the Dark Prison, in the Holy Spirit Continent, He relied on the panic and despair of living beings, and the soul of the Demon God created with resentment and evil thoughts, may be destroyed in one breath!
  "Hey!"

Countless thunder and lightning suddenly surged into the thunder pool.

With five thunder blasts in one hand and a thunder pool in the other, Pang Jian, who allowed the source demon to hold the sword, was forced to withdraw all the thunder and lightning outside his divine body.

In those "soul-capturing" chains, there is not only the demon soul of the source demon, but also his divine consciousness.

At this time, he was also afraid that the bombardment of thunder and lightning would seriously injure himself and the Origin Demon.

"Pang Jian, a pure god of thunder, has the power of thunder in his divine consciousness."

"If you are really a real God of Thunder, my 'soul-capturing' magic will not work on you, and I will never dare to involve you in absorbing your divine consciousness."

"I still say the same thing. You are not a real God of Thunder. You have too many flaws that can be exploited."

"You are taking it for granted that you are trying to kill me with Thunder Lord's relics and the power of thunder designed to defeat us."

When the cave in the center of the earth was no longer filled with thunderous thunder, Youkui dared to lift his cloak, revealing his face as pale as paper.

There was a cold smile on his thin lips, and he licked the corners of his lips greedily, and said: "Thunder God's relic is the treasure that all the thunder gods in the world dream of. This thing has always been in the market and is priceless. Let me get this thunder pool, plus Swallowing Stars With his body, I will definitely be able to raise the divine crystals and divine materials needed to advance to a high-ranking god!"

"Perhaps it won't be long before I can become a high-ranking god and be on an equal footing with Lord Zi Mo!"

"If the ghost tribe can reappear a high-ranking god, he must be happy to see it."

Dozens of silver-gray "soul-absorbing" chains flew out one by one from the tip of the Origin Demon Sword and from Pang Jian's chest. They contained the divine consciousness and demon souls left behind by Pang Jian and the Origin Demon.

Wu Lei Bang and Lei Chi were all in hand at the moment, but Pang Jianjian did not dare to move rashly.

He vaguely felt that part of his divine consciousness was firmly combined with the "soul-capturing" chains. Destroying those chains would also cause his divine consciousness to dissipate.

Naturally, this won't kill him, but it will definitely cause him serious injuries, and it will be difficult to recover in a short time.

How to do?
  The hard fight just now proved that Youkui, who was tightly wrapped in a cloak and robe, could fight him evenly with sharp weapons without relying on the ghost clan's magical powers and secret arts.

After all, the opponent is a mid-level god.

The structure of his divine body is no weaker than his own immortal soul, and is more flexible and wonderful.

With the divine clothes on his body, even the Origin Demon Sword cannot assassinate Youkui, and many exquisite sword techniques can be blocked by the clothes.

If Youkui hadn't been worried about thunder pools and five thunder bombs, and it was difficult to cast more soul-related magic, he might have been defeated long ago.

"I must peel off my own divine consciousness, but how can I peel it off?"

He racked his brains.

The Origin of Demon Melting Technique!

Deep in its heart, in the vast red cloud of blood, there is a huge magma furnace slowly turning.

"Boom! Boom!"

The vibrations in his soul continued, and the furnace in his heart seemed to be driven by the combined efforts of a demon god.

Bundles of red lightning flashing around above the magma furnace are the ultimate truth of the mystery of flames.

"call!"

The strong demonic power existing in the body of the soul suddenly poured into the depths of the heart and turned into another force to push the magma furnace.

A suction force exploded from his chest!
  The silver-gray "soul-taking" chains that left his body were suddenly locked by his boiling heart, and then pulled back in an instant, reaching straight to the magma furnace in his heart!
  As soon as the chain entered the magma furnace, Pang Jian's own divine consciousness immediately dispersed from his body again.

Rather than belonging to Pang Jian, it is imprinted in the "soul-taking" chain. The divine aura from Youkui and the essence of the "soul-taking" secret technique are analyzed under the most powerful magic formula of the devil, and all its deep meanings are analyzed!
  "come over!"

Pang Jian's golden eyes looked at another part, the "soul-capturing" chain coming out of the Source Demon Sword.

"I'll do it! I also know the Origin of Demon Melting Technique!"

The source demon in the sword howled and roared.

A "Demon Realm Cave" rumbled around, revealing a large area of ​​surging magma, fire and water, and a lava vortex within it.

Youkui's "soul-taking" chain rolled back like a giant python, suddenly flowing into the Origin Demon Sword, and was swallowed up by the lava vortex running the "Origin Demon Melting Technique".

The most powerful magical technique mastered by Youkui of the ghost clan was immediately cracked.

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(End of this chapter)