Cultivation: Overturning the Rain and Turning the Clouds

"Your trick of self-mutilation is quite interesting." The blood light melted into the mountains, and the blue mountains immediately became more textured.In a trance, it is not a phantom of light, but a real mountain.

"Something interesting? Hmph... Take your life!"

Losing a lot of essence and blood made Venerable Ghost Face's eyes show a lot of fatigue, but it also became more fierce.The killer of the blood skull is not only powerful because of his extremely rich experience in assassination and actual combat, but also because he has been on the edge of life and death all year round, and he has developed a crazy momentum that is desperate and willing to die with the enemy.

Those bloody mountains shook in the air immediately.If there is one strand or another, it is like the bang of the confluence of the avenue, which spreads for more than a thousand miles.

This momentum was so violent that Xin Zhixuan's pretty face turned pale with shock.The delicate body kept trembling slightly, and her voice seemed to be blown by the wind, "Brother, do you think Mr. Xu can defeat such a powerful ghost-faced venerable?"

Xin Biantian shook his head bitterly, and murmured, "Both of them are too powerful, so powerful that we don't even have the right to look up to them. I have no ability to predict the outcome between them! But Venerable Ghost Face This blow is already desperate, even if Mr. Xu can take it in the end, I'm afraid he will have to pay a big price. The madness of a strong man at the peak of the divine way is really terrifying!"

"Ah... I hope God blesses you, Mr. Xu will be fine!" Xin Zhixuan exclaimed coquettishly, and tightly clenched her fists. After a while, the palms were already wet.

"Just because of this, you want to kill me, it's far from it!"

Just as the ghost-faced venerable was manipulating countless bloody mountains and rolling down towards Wan Dong, Wan Dong sneered, his right hand melted into a palm, and he slapped the palm towards the sky.Countless purple awns erupted from his palm immediately, these purple awns gathered in the air, and slowly condensed into a purple light figure.This figure is completely similar to Wan Dong, just like Wan Dong's clone.

"This... what kind of supernatural power is this? Is it a natal idol!?"

This scene stunned the ghost-faced venerable, and he shouted repeatedly.For a while, even the bloody mountains showed signs of instability.

"No! It's absolutely impossible to be a statue of the god of life! That is a method that only the strong in the holy soul realm can use, and the statue of the god of life in the power of the holy soul is all tens of feet high, majestic and majestic. But this purple shadow, only It is about the size of an ordinary person, and the aura of the two cannot be compared at all. Moreover, this purple shadow seems to be more solid than the statue of the natal god, and closer to a real person, which is really strange..."

"What? Scared?"

The ghost-faced venerable stood there, muttering to himself, Wan Dong said with a sneer.

"Afraid? The one who should be afraid is you!"

The Ghost-Mask Venerable didn't pay any attention to that Purple Shadow anymore, and only regarded it as Wan Dong's ordinary means. With a deep drink, the mountain of blood light continued to fall, covering Wan Dong and Zi Ying together.

Not to mention that the ghost-faced venerable couldn't figure out the mystery of this purple shadow, even Wan Dong himself didn't know very well.This purple shadow is the illusion of the soul in his Yuan Mansion. Before Wan Dong only knew that the second stage of Xuantian Enlightenment Art's Qi Refining Stage was Transformation Spirit.But Wan Dong didn't know what kind of method it was, and what kind of situation it would be after it was successful.Now he knows that the so-called transformation of the gods is to gather the soul.

The function of this divine soul seems to have the same effect as the Dao Seed conceived in the body of a strong person in the Holy Soul Realm, but it is even more powerful.The speed at which the soul absorbs and transforms the aura of heaven and earth is absolutely unmatched by the Dao species.

That's why, when Wan Dong was about to condense his soul, even the Dao Seed Light had to shrink back, the two were not at the same level at all.

It's just that the role of the soul should not only absorb and transform the aura of heaven and earth, and become a source of power for monks, it should also have many other magical functions.

Outside Taoyuan Valley before, when Xin Zhixuan was attacked by Sirius, Wan Dong let out a loud shout in desperation, and shattered the beast soul that Sirius drank, and died on the spot, among which was the shadow of this divine soul.At that time, the divine soul hadn't been fully condensed, but now that the divine soul has been formed, perhaps his threat to the immortal beast soul will be even stronger.

And does this spirit only affect the souls of immortal beasts?Is there any threat to monks?At this time, Wan Dong wanted to verify it with the Venerable Ghost Face.

Mountains of blood light fell down, Wan Dong's mind moved slightly, and the purple shadow transformed by the soul immediately danced.Countless purple awns burst out from his body, like needles and thorns, shooting directly at the bloody mountains.

This needle-like purple awn, seemingly small, is nothing compared to the majesty of the bloody mountain, but it fully confirms the saying - concentration is the essence!

These purple awns seem small, but the Dao Qi condensed and compressed inside is beyond imagination.As soon as they were shot into the Bloody Light Mountain, they immediately exploded one after another like high-explosive grenades.The majestic aura swept all directions, and the bloody mountains couldn't resist at all, bursting one after another, and turning into nothingness in a blink of an eye.

These bloody mountains are condensed with the blood essence of the ghost-faced venerable. When the mountains collapsed, the ghost-faced venerable also suffered heavy injuries.After spitting out several bloody arrows, he couldn't stand upright, so he knelt down on one knee.

Wan Dong's mystery and strength made Venerable Ghost Face think that he might lose, but he never imagined that he would lose so thoroughly and so miserably!

When the vigor of the purple shadow spread, the ghost-faced venerable felt in a trance that what he was facing was not Wan Dong, but the whole world. He had no chance of winning at all, and he didn't even have the qualifications to fight against others .

"Brother, you... Didn't you say that Master Ghost Face's move is very strong, and Mr. Xu has to pay a big price? But I think Mr. Xu, it didn't take much effort to crack this move!" Xin Zhixuan was surprised and confused. Hi, but at the same time said with some doubts.

Xin Biantian stared blankly for a moment, then couldn't help letting out a long breath, and whispered: "This Mr. Xu is really unfathomable..."

Xin Zhixuan looked at Xin Biantian's gaze, couldn't help flashing a trace of contempt, and said with her red lips lightly, "My brother really can't compare with Mr. Xu."

"Hey! What kind of eyes are you looking at? What do you mean by saying that? Anyway, I am your brother!"

"Oh~~~"

"..."

"How is this possible? You actually... poof!" Before the Venerable Ghost Face finished speaking, he couldn't help but spat out another mouthful of blood.

Compared with the physical blow, I am afraid that the spiritual blow is even heavier.

Wan Dong didn't accept the words of Venerable Ghost Face, but looked him up and down, inside and out, carefully, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly.

The ghost-faced venerable's injuries were indeed serious, but they were all physical. Anyone who gave him such a heavy blow would do it to him.Other than that, there is nothing special about Ghost Face Venerable.

This is far from Wan Dong's expectation!It seems that apart from the astonishing fighting power, the divine soul is not as threatening to human souls as it is to the souls of immortals and beasts.

However, Wan Dong did not feel disappointed or frustrated. The powerful combat power of the Divine Soul far surpassed the Dao Seed of the strong in the Holy Soul Realm, and this alone was enough for him to be proud.

It's just that the cultivation base of Ghost Face Venerable is not very strong, at least compared with Jiuwu Huikong, it is still far behind.It is impossible for Wan Dong to completely verify the combat power of the soul through him.

"Tell me, who the hell are you!?"

The voice of the ghost-faced venerable was almost a roar, and it was full of unwillingness and resentment.

"Is it necessary for a dying person to know so much?"

"You dare not kill me! If you kill me, the Blood Skeleton will live with you forever!"

"Is your status in Blood Skull higher than Shen Lian?"

"Mr. Shen?"

"Even he died in my hands, do I still care about you?"

"Duke Shen was killed by you!? This is impossible! You lied to me!"

The ghost-faced venerable stared angrily, and rushed towards Wan Dong almost like crazy.It's a pity that before he was three feet in front of Wan Dong, he was shot dozens of feet away by a burst of purple light from Wan Dong's body.

"You... are you a human or a ghost?" The ghost-faced venerable stood up tremblingly, the only exposed eye was blood red.

Blood Skull's majestic purple sword-level killer Ghost Face Venerable was forced into such a situation. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed it if he beat Xin Biantian to death.

It really is that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people!

Wan Dong snorted coldly, too lazy to talk nonsense with Venerable Ghost Face, and was about to wave his palms to send him off for the last time, when a white light came suddenly with a sharp whistling.

Wan Dong raised his eyebrows, and his palm flew up to meet him. The white light and whistling all disappeared in Wan Dong's palm.

"Hehe...it's your blood skull's Jade Talisman! They probably don't know yet, you're going to die soon!" Wan Dong poured a trace of divine sense into the jade card in his hand while talking, and each message immediately appeared on the screen. appeared in his mind.

"How can an outsider like you know the secret of my blood skeleton? Return the jade talisman to me!"

The ghost-faced venerable roared angrily as he approached Wan Dong with difficulty.His injuries were terribly serious, and every small step he moved was in great pain!

However, the ghost-faced venerable's obsession is strong enough, and he still keeps walking, trying to snatch the jade talisman back.

But when the ghost-faced lord struggled to move five feet away from Wan Dong, suddenly, a terrifying chill like a blizzard burst out from Wan Dong's body.

The chill was so strong that the ghost-faced venerable, who had not known the cold and heat for a long time, couldn't help shivering, and the blood all over his body seemed to be frozen to death.

The ghost-faced venerable was shocked, and subconsciously raised his head to look at Wan Dong, and saw that Wan Dong's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and in the eyes of the stars, there was a strong murderous intent like a volcanic eruption.

The ghost-faced venerable was immediately taken aback, his legs seemed to be filled with lead water, and he could no longer take a step forward.The ghost-faced venerable who is not afraid of heaven and earth is full of fear at this moment!

Not only the ghost-faced venerable, Xin Biantian, Xin Zhixuan, Wen Xiong and the others all sensed Wan Dong's terrifying murderous intent. They looked at each other, and they were even more silent, and they couldn't help but hold their breath...

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