After the ascent failed

Chapter 193 Peak Soul Art
"Both of these two people's spiritual cultivation has reached an extremely high level. In terms of single-round soul skills, their strength is not inferior to any of us."

Daoist Xingxiu looked at the phantoms of the two opposing primordial spirits from a distance, and felt overshadowed in his heart.

Whether it is Wan Xiuzhu or Ye Chunyang, the achievements of both of them have reached an admirable level.

Even if he tried his best, he would never be a match for the two of them.

"Unexpectedly, there is such a powerful soul cultivator in our Northern Territory. It seems that he is the only one who can compete with Wan Xiuzhu."

Staring at Ye Chunyang's back, Master Xingxiu recalled the scene of his fight with Wan Xiuzhu, but he was defeated in three rounds, but this person can fight against him without losing the wind. Such a character is really powerful.

He knew that no matter who wins or loses in this battle, their names will resound throughout the Northern Territory.

Aoki was silent, his palms were covered with sweat.

He asked himself what he knew about Ye Chunyang, thinking that even if the latter had the spiritual cultivation of the out-of-body stage, his own golden core level of Taoism was comparable to him, and he just found out today that the gap with Ye Chunyang was too great.

Under the eyes of everyone, Wan Xiuzhu stepped lightly on the void, and the red flames all over his body rose wildly, like a god of fire.

"The old man thought that even if you are a soul cultivator out of body, the old man's 300 years of enlightenment in Tianmoya is enough to crush you within three moves. I didn't expect that you are stronger than the old man imagined."

"It suits the old man so well, and it can be used to verify the achievements of the old man's cultivation in the past 300 years."

Wan Xiuzhu's words fell, and his figure turned into a burst of fire and shot out.

The clouds in the sky were torn apart, and the place was filled with red flames, and the void was burned and twisted and trembled.

With a clear sound of "嗖", Ye Chunyang raised his head and saw a saber in the flames slashing towards the air.

This saber is impressively transformed by Wan Xiuzhu's primordial spirit. At his level, the primordial spirit is ever-changing, controlling the power of heaven and earth, and attacking with this way, Jindan monks have to stay away.

It's a pity that although Ye Chunyang's soul was also damaged after his ascension, he was a cultivator of transforming spirit after all, and the power of his soul alone could not be measured by the time of leaving his body.

However, Wan Xiuzhu is considered a rare opponent, and Ye Chunyang also has a bit of fighting spirit, so he doesn't intend to kill him directly.

Watching the blade fall, he pointed to the center of his eyebrows.

"break!"

With a soft drink, ripples of spiritual thoughts spread from Ye Chunyang's primordial spirit, one layer after another, like a shocking wave.

It was one of the two major soul arts obtained in Immortal Refining Valley back then, the triple soul power!

Together with the spell, Ye Chunyang's spiritual power suddenly dispersed into several strands, turning into invisible swords and slashing forward madly.

There was a loud sound of "噗噗", the cloud of fire in the sky split open instantly, and the light of the blade transformed by Wan Xiuzhu also dimmed for a few minutes.

"boom!"

The swords collided, harsh sound waves washed away from the mountains, and several sub-peaks around them collapsed.

But the strange thing is, after the light trembled slightly, instead of dissipating, the light of the sword soared by three points, bringing a dazzling pattern of light in the air, passing through Ye Chunyang's sword of divine sense suddenly, and galloping over Ye Chunyang's body Pass.

A dazzling rainbow light diffused from between the two, and the surrounding crowd couldn't help but stretch out their hands to block their eyes.

But this wave of fluctuations dissipated quickly, and after the scene became clear, I saw the light of the sword flickering slightly, Wan Xiuzhu reappeared there, but Ye Chunyang was nowhere to be seen.

"Is Ye Chunyang dead?"

Everyone took a deep breath.

The blow just now was too terrifying, even the surrounding peaks were flattened, so what can resist such supernatural powers?
Just when everyone secretly felt sorry, a golden rainbow suddenly flashed high in the sky.

With a sound of "swish", something heavy in the sky seemed to be pulled down, with the golden rainbow as the center, sharp sword edges suddenly appeared around, all of which were transformed by divine thoughts, and they rushed towards Wanxiu. The bamboo stabs away frantically.

"Hey, the old man knew you wouldn't lose so easily."

Wan Xiuzhu seemed to have expected this, and was not surprised at all.

After some fights, he already felt that Ye Chunyang's soul was extremely strong, and he would be very disappointed if he was beheaded so easily.

Just as the group of swords fell, the red flames in Wan Xiuzhu's eyes danced, and turned into a giant knife several feet long again, slashing across the sky.

The sound of "rumbling" can be heard endlessly.

When the two touched, they disappeared without a trace, only waves of spiritual thoughts swept across like a frightening tide, and all the mountains, rivers and trees within a hundred miles were cut off in half.

The fighting skills among the soul cultivators were not as varied as those of the Fa cultivators, but the supernatural powers displayed were shocking. With all the surrounding sub-peaks collapsing, everyone had to watch the battle from the sky.

At this time, swords and swords were intertwined, and after several collisions, Wan Xiuzhu's body flickered, showing the body of the primordial spirit again, and not far from the opposite side, Ye Chunyang also appeared.

Wan Xiuzhu looked slightly dignified.

Since the fight so far, he found that no matter how he used his supernatural powers, Ye Chunyang could easily resolve it, and the opponent seemed to have reservations.

"I have already used [-]% of my strength. If he still has something to hold back, his strength may not be as simple as it seems."

"But this is just an illusion. This kid's soul cultivation is clearly comparable to mine. The reason why he didn't take the initiative to attack is probably because he has no power to parry under my attack."

Wan Xiuzhu's thoughts flickered, and his brows showed confidence.

"Ye Chunyang, let me show you today, what is the real peak soul art!"

With a low shout in his heart, Wan Xiuzhu's eyes opened and closed.

Wisps of red flame danced, flew out of his eyes, and escaped into the surrounding mountains.

There seems to be some kind of strange force between the heaven and the earth being pulled, and colorful rays of light rise from the peaks and merge into the midair to form a dazzling light net.

"The real soul art does not lie in the transformation of the primordial spirit, but in manipulating all things with spiritual thoughts, and the power of heaven and earth is under control."

"This old man has been meditating here for a month, and the spiritual veins around him are like a master. Now he can control the mountains with a single thought. What are you... fighting with me?"

Wan Xiuzhu's eyes showed arrogance.

Others thought that he was just sitting here for a month, but they didn't know that Wan Xiuzhu's primordial spirit had come out of his body several times, and he had surveyed everything in the vicinity clearly.

After the words fell, Wan Xiuzhu continued to urge formulas in his hands, and one after another divine chanting spells were punched into the light net.

Including Shen Tianyun and Qingmu, the Golden Core cultivators, all the cultivators from all sides trembled under the cover of the light net, and felt an irresistible force constantly invading in their minds, which made them feel oppressed.

"The power of heaven and earth is under control?" Ye Chunyang shook his head and said, "You are still far behind."

Wan Xiuzhu's supernatural ability to extract the power of heaven and earth with his divine sense is indeed shocking, but he is nothing in front of Ye Chunyang, the great cultivator who used to control the power of one side of the interface.

"Compared to the soul-dividing cultivation in ancient times, the old man is indeed far behind, but with this technique, it is enough to kill you here."

Wan Xiuzhu was unmoved when he heard the words.

"I have been in the Northern Territory for 500 years. Apart from Moshangren, you are indeed the most amazing and beautiful soul cultivator I have ever seen, but today you will die no matter what. Only I, Wan Xiuzhu, are qualified to sit still." This is No.1 in the Northern Territory."

Grasping with one hand while speaking, the optical network in the sky suddenly shrank and condensed, turning into a giant knife with a hundred feet long in his hand.

"Unexpectedly, there is such a peak soul technique in the world. The power of heaven and earth can be gathered in one's hands. A soul cultivator who has reached the out-of-body stage is more terrifying than a monk at the golden core state."

"In comparison, Wan Xiuzhu's soul art is majestic, while Ye Chunyang has not used many soul arts so far, so it may be difficult to compete."

Shen Tianyun's eyes showed surprise.

For a character like him, his state of mind has long been firm, and there are few things that can shock him, but today's battle has overturned him.

Now this huge knife is made by gathering the power of heaven and earth. It is far more powerful than the red flame knife light transformed by Yuanshen before, and it seems that ten percent of Wan Xiuzhu's soul power has been poured into it.

"This knife will surely kill you!"

Wan Xiuzhu stared at Ye Chunyang on the opposite side, a cold light flashed in his eyes, as if an ancient giant opened up the world, cutting the sky horizontally with a knife in both hands.

The gigantic sword traversed the world, carrying unparalleled slaughter. Wherever it passed, mountains and rivers were completely destroyed, and the void was distorted.

Everyone held their breath.

If it is not bad, this knife should determine the victory of the battle, but the figure on the opposite side has not moved at all.

He stood where he was, and seemed powerless to resist under the astonishing slash of the power of heaven and earth, and just gave up.

Seeing this, Wan Xiuzhu's self-confidence increased even more.

At the same time, I was also a little disappointed. I thought that Ye Chunyang would be able to cultivate the soul to the out-of-body stage just like himself, and the soul arts would emerge endlessly. As a result, except for the shock spell and the triple soul element art, there was no other art that could stand a fight.

"If you don't have any other hole cards, today's Linshan Peak will be your burial place."

"However, being able to fight this old man to this point is enough to make you famous in the world after death!"

Wan Xiuzhu smiled coldly, driven by his divine sense, the giant knife came crashing down.

"is it?"

Ye Chunyang raised his head slightly, revealing a slight smile.

Wan Xiuzhu raised his eyebrows, feeling something was wrong.

At this moment, Ye Chunyang took a light step, and instead of dodging under the cover of the giant knife, he stepped forward lightly.

"Is this your last resort?"

"I thought you could take a look at it with your spiritual cultivation, but I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable. It's a pity."

Ye Chunyang murmured, looking a little dispirited.

He stood motionless on the spot, and Wan Xiuzhu had already swung his knife to chop him off, but what happened next was shocking.

Not only was Ye Chunyang not damaged at all, but his body of primordial spirit was never shaken.

This blow from the power of heaven and earth had no effect on him at all.

"what?"

Wan Xiuzhu's eyes filled with disbelief.

This spell to control the power of heaven and earth could only be realized by him sitting on Tianmoya for 300 years. He asked himself that he could kill the golden core and destroy the spirit of transformation, but it failed to hurt Ye Chunyang a bit.

"If it was a year ago, this diary would indeed be a threat to me, now..."

Ye Chunyang shook his head lightly, and didn't want to say anything more.

After one year of training in Soul Lake, his soul has already broken through the mid-out of body stage, far more tenacious than before, how could Wan Xiuzhu's mere tricks hurt him.

"Have you used up all your moves?"

Ye Chunyang stepped forward.

"Now, it's my turn."

(End of this chapter)