Daoying

Chapter 262
Xie Huan's words seemed to be intentional or unintentional, but Bol seemed to be stimulated, his face turned extremely ugly, and he shouted: "You low-level flesh bodies, of course you are not serious!"

He formed a seal with his right hand in front of him, condensed a strange rune, and pushed it forward.

The waves of soul power visible to the naked eye spread, with almost no time interval, and passed through everyone's bodies in an instant.

Everyone was shocked.

An ancient sound rang in his ears, and his consciousness was in severe pain, as if his three souls and seven souls were about to be pulled out of his body.

Bol's Dharmakaya at this moment is the embodiment of "Heavenly Soul Art" fused with the energy and will in the soul relic, or it can be said that the soul relic has taken away the previous soul master.

But compared to the soul master, the soul relic is the real owner of the embodiment of the "Heavenly Soul Art".

Therefore, the first move is a large-scale attack move in "Heavenly Soul Jue", which is similar to the soul light separation contract, but the energy is much stronger than the soul light separation contract. After all, the coverage area is much smaller, and the attack intensity is more concentrated.

Xie Huan's consciousness was stirred.

His soul is far more durable than others, and he has much more experience in battle. As soon as he bites the tip of his tongue, he will wake up a lot. With a little seal, the moon-turning treasure wheel, Jincheng sword and deer spirit cauldron will fly over.

Kizaru, who was standing aside, also flashed and rushed in front of Bol. He swung out his fists fiercely, and the power of the void blade and heavy punches burst out.

"Childish, I am the body and soul of the Dharma. If they are present or absent, these magic weapons will do minimal harm to me."

Bol's body swayed and he hid, appearing a hundred feet away with a sarcastic look on his face.

"You are right, so what I am attacking is not your Dharmakaya, but the magic box hidden in your Dharmakaya.

"Although I don't know what this box does, but you regard it as a treasure, it is your weakness."

Xie Huan's eyes flashed with purple light and he said loudly. The three magic weapons swayed and he flew over with Kizaru again.

His words were meant to serve as a reminder to others.

Sure enough, when everyone heard this, they all took out their magic weapons and threw them at Boer.

A dozen beams of light suddenly flew into the air, each containing extremely powerful magic weapons, covering the sky above Boer.

"court death!"

Bol's face changed drastically, a stern look flashed in his eyes, he quickly formed seals with his hands, and muttered obscure incantations in his mouth.

Light-colored circular seals flew out from the hand seals in various shapes one after another, expanding and flying in all directions.

These seals are full of strange symbols connected together, like flat spaces. When they come into contact with the flying magic weapons, they become still, and the magic weapons all hover.

Suddenly, all these magic weapons lost control and fell freely from the air to the ground.

what?
And this kind of spell?

Everyone was shocked that the connection between themselves and these magic weapons was actually cut off.

Xie Huan looked with purple eyes. His three magic weapons and Kizaru fell on the ground. They were covered with a layer of soul light, with a large number of talismans and patterns flashing. They were actually sealed. No matter how they used their spiritual senses to sense them, they could not be detected. To no avail.

At this time, the seal in Boer's hand changed, and a stronger soul power impact swept over, like a wave. Looking out of thin air, it seemed that there was nothing, but as long as he used his spiritual power, he could see densely packed... The souls rushed in like a tide, roaring, and instantly swept everyone in.

"what!--"

Several people screamed on the spot.

Those souls do not attack the physical body, but directly rush into the body and tear apart the human soul.

Only defensive spells with no dead ends can resist one or two, but the magic power is quickly eliminated. Once the defense is broken, the soul is gone.

A rapid dragon roar sounded.

Long Tianxiang's face was also pale, and he was forced to panic. His hair was disheveled and he was very embarrassed. He used the Dragon Song Technique with all his strength to form a sonic storm, blocking out all souls.

"Senior brother, save me! Save me!"

Ye Fenghua was also frightened and hurriedly leaned towards Zhang Sicheng.

Zhang Sicheng held the lotus treasure mirror in his hand. The lotus light on it was holy, and whirlpools surged around it. A large number of souls were continuously sucked in, but it was only a drop in the ocean. I don't know how long it can last.

"Disperse!"

Suddenly Yunli shouted sharply and slashed into the void with his big sword.

The power of heaven spread instantly.

The densely packed souls in the sky seemed to be frozen, and then they made frightened sounds and fled in all directions, not daring to get close. Many of them even exploded on the spot.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But Yunli suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his momentum quickly dropped.

Xie Huan asked in surprise: "How is it?"

Yunli shook his head slightly and said with a wry smile: "It's hard to hold on."

The body was so badly injured that it now resembled a broken ship.

She has been adjusting her breath and swallowing various pills, but firstly, the injury is indeed serious and cannot be reversed in a short time. Secondly, since it is a foreign soul after all, there are still gaps in its control.

Suddenly, a ray of soul light shot out without any warning, directly in front of Yunli, stretched out his hand to grab it, and stepped into Yunli's body.

what?
Xie Huan and Yunli were shocked.

Under the power of heaven, how can a soul be so powerful?
The soul appeared instantly, and it turned out to be Bol himself. He bared his teeth, and his face was full of ferocity and fear. You can feel the fear he had when facing the power of the sky, and there was a deep sternness in his eyes. The kind of ruthless person who will do whatever it takes.

Yunli felt her whole body tremble, the power of the sky disappeared instantly, and her pupils became blurry.

Xie Huan was horrified. A wave of sword intent erupted from his body. The purple blade appeared in his hand in an instant and he struck at Boer with all his strength. "No matter how tough the ants are, they can't overcome the storm."

Boll's pupils shrank, and he slapped the purple blade with his backhand. A circular formation appeared on his palm, and with a "bang" sound, he blocked the sword's power.

But this power was beyond his expectation, and he was surprised: "What?"

The circular formation shattered with a "bang", and the purple sword force slashed down, directly breaking off his arm.

Boer was horrified but did not panic. A hand grew again on the broken wall, and the severed arm flashed and turned into a soul knife, which was taken in his hand and slashed towards Xie Huan.

The other hand slowly pulled out a ball of energy from Wu Lan's body and pulled it out bit by bit.

Xie Huan knew that it was Yunli's soul. Once it was pulled out by Boer, he would most likely be driven to pieces. He, who was always extremely calm, felt his heart tremble violently, but he calmed down in the next second. Flame-like flames burst out from the purple blade. Zhen Ying seemed to have a melodious song from ancient times.

At this moment, he and the sword became one, he himself was the sword, and everything in the world was nothing but a sword.

"laugh!"

The purple blade turned into a ray of light and shadow and struck down again.

The whole sky seemed to be burning with purple fire.

Bol's soul knife was split open like a piece of paper in an instant, and his newly grown arms, body, and sky were completely split in half.

Boll's pupils dilated slightly, and after a brief absence of concentration, he still did not panic. The hand holding Yunli's soul suddenly let go, and pushed forward, slamming it into Wu Lan's body.

The soul light flickered, and Yunli's entire soul was shot out from behind Wu Lan.

Then Boer's half of his soul wrapped around Wu Lan's body and turned into a ray of light before running away. The other half of his body was formed into seals, forming a huge formation that pressed towards Xie Huan and covered the other half of his body.

Xie Huan didn't care about chasing Wu Lan, and hurriedly moved to Yunli's soul, trying to catch her, but found nothing, and asked hurriedly: "How is it?"

"What else can I do? I'm going to die."

Yun Li floated in the air and rolled her eyes. She suddenly chuckled and said, "I've known you for so long and I've never seen you nervous. Why, I'm going to die and make you nervous?"

Xie Huan calmed down immediately and said coldly: "It seems that he is not going to die so soon."

"Who said it? If you don't have a physical body, it will fall apart soon."

Yunli's face was filled with melancholy, and he looked around and said, "It seems that the fun is really over this time. If I had known this, I would have just escaped when Bol showed up."

The monks who were glanced at all felt their hearts tightening and immediately ran away.

Seeing Yunli like this, they were afraid that they wanted to find a body to take over before they died.

Generally speaking, this kind of thing will only happen to the monks of Huashen and Nascent Soul, and the probability is extremely low. It is not done unless it is a last resort. As for the pill-forming monks to seize the body, it is even more slim.

But nothing is better than nothing.

But she was surrounded by old vixens who were still alive today, and all of them were powerful at forming pills. How could they let her get on top of her?

"I really can't help you."

Xie Huan suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed his fingers between Yunli's eyebrows.

Yun Li was shocked, feeling a strange throbbing, and said blankly: "What are you doing?"

"Whatever I do, I'll save you."

Xie Huan's eyes were slightly focused, the soul light flickering between his brows, and he said lightly.

"How to help?"

Yunli looked unbelieving.

"Just let you get back to your body."

"I'm back...what about you..."

"You have a big and fat body. If we all squeeze together, I guess you can accommodate two souls."

"Your mouth is so..."

Before Yunli finished spraying, the whole body's soul light flashed and turned into flowing light, rushing into his body.

Xie Huan's whole body soul light flickered for a few times and then calmed down, but he still kept his hand outstretched and stood motionless in the air.

The monks around were all shocked and horrified. How could it be like this?
They looked at Xie Huan from a distance and were at a loss.

But everyone hopes that Xie Huan will be okay. After all, now that a disaster is approaching, Xie Huan is the absolute main force.

But no one dared to come forward to investigate. If there was a conspiracy and his body was taken away in the past, it would be really bad luck.

Zhang Sicheng had been paying attention to the situation of Xie Huan and Yun Li. When he saw half of Bol's body carrying away Wu Lan, he hurriedly caught up with him, picked up the Lotus Treasure Book and pointed it at Wu Lan's body and sucked it towards her.

He didn't dare let the gourd leave his hand, lest it be sealed like the previous magic weapons.

A burst of yellow light erupted from the lotus treasure mirror, which instantly enveloped Wu Lan's body and pulled half of Bol's soul in the air.

Wu Lan's body was already seriously injured, and now it was even torn to pieces.

After the other half of Bol's body forced Xie Huan back, he became furious and turned into a stream of light and shot towards Zhang Sicheng.

"Everyone, take action now! Otherwise, we'll be done playing together!"

Zhang Sicheng shouted anxiously, taking out a storage bag and pulling out a black rope, which curved like a snake and flew towards Bol, wrapping it around him.

(End of this chapter)