Nine Turns Sword God

Soon, Chu Shaoyang found a figure flashing not far ahead.

He moved closer and observed secretly.

He saw more than a dozen warriors besieging three demons.

Although the demons were strong, they were defeated because of the huge difference in numbers.

"We are no match for them. Hurry up and inform the Demon Lord!"

One of the demons lit up a soul seal between his eyebrows and wanted to use soul power to transmit the sound.

"Don't even think about it!"

A young man in black rushed out from the human race, and the long knife in his hand slashed down!

A slash at his forehead!

The wound burst open and blood splattered.

The demon screamed and stepped back several steps.

"A sneak attack?"

The other two demons were furious.

"Humans are really despicable!"

"Even if we die in your hands today, you can't get away with it!"

They urged their soul power at the same time, and white flames ignited between their eyebrows.

Soul fire!

Chu Shaoyang looked surprised.

The demons are naturally good at using soul power and have the ability to bewitch people.

Only people with strong soul power can use the soul-refining method of soul fire.

Otherwise, the soul fire will burn the soul and the body will die.

It seems that the secret method that I practiced was passed down from them.

"It's just as I expected."

In the crowd, an old man in a gray robe smiled coldly: "You, the demon clan, are good at using soul power and can condense soul fire to attack other people's souls."

"For this reason, the palace master specially found a treasure that can devour soul fire, specifically to defeat your demon clan!"

He took out a gourd and injected power into it.

The gourd mouth sent out a pulling force, instantly devouring the soul fire burning at the eyebrows of several demons.

"What?"

Several demons were shocked and suddenly wailed in pain!

Soul fire is not only their strongest means of attack, but also condensed from the soul power of the whole body.

Once it is drawn away, the soul will also be severely damaged!

The grey-robed old man laughed loudly: "The soul fire condensed by the soul power of the demon clan is a great tonic!"

"As long as you refine your soul power, the palace master will be able to reach the level of soul power entering the saint level and challenge the Dharma Realm!"

Chu Shaoyang frowned suddenly.

It turned out that these people attacked the demon clan to collect soul power for Ye Wujie.

If Ye Wujie were allowed to enter the Dharma Realm, he would have no chance of winning!

They must be stopped!

Chu Shaoyang drew out the Cangsheng Sword and killed the grey-robed old man directly.

The speed was so fast that it suddenly turned into a green light and flashed behind the grey-robed old man.

The sword penetrated the bones!

The grey-robed old man suddenly changed color and burst out with all his strength in an instant.

A grey strange bird appeared behind him and wrapped his body with its wings.

Puff!

The Cangsheng Sword pierced through the wings and the grey-robed old man's shoulder!

"Where did this little beast come from? How dare he sneak attack the Second Elder!"

The remaining warriors came to their senses and roared to kill Chu Shaoyang.

Chu Shaoyang moved, flying like a star on the moon, easily passing through the crowd and keeping a distance.

"Ahem..."

The gray-robed old man coughed up blood and stared at Chu Shaoyang: "The surname Chu, it's you?"

"You came just in time! I'll catch you and report to the Palace Master!"

Chu Shaoyang's name had already spread throughout this space.

Ye Wujie said during his retreat that he must find Chu Shaoyang's body.

Unexpectedly, Chu Shaoyang was not dead, and happened to appear in front of him!

"Catch me?"

"Just you?"

Chu Shaoyang snorted coldly, shook his wrist, and the Cangsheng Sword made an amazing sword sound.

The sword intent of the Heart Sword Great Success level burst out instantly!

The warriors who were about to rush towards him were directly shocked by the sword intent, standing still and trembling!

"A bunch of trash!"

The gray-robed old man snorted coldly: "I will do it myself!"

The gray strange bird screamed and rushed towards Chu Shaoyang.

The wings were like knives, and it made a sharp whistle when it dived, and its speed was extremely fast!

When they fought just now, Chu Shaoyang had already sensed his breath.

Eleventh level of the Holy King Realm!

A mere spirit, you want to hurt him?

Chu Shaoyang raised his sword, and suddenly thunder sounded.

The sky was full of black clouds, and purple thunder was rolling endlessly.

A sword was thrust out, and the nine-sky thunder fell, hitting the gray strange bird fiercely.

The strange bird screamed, its wings broke, and it fell to the ground fiercely.

The gray-robed old man also turned pale, spit out blood again, and his expression changed drastically!

"You, aren't you seriously injured?"

"How can you still be so strong?"

Chu Shaoyang sneered: "It's not that I'm too strong, but that you're too weak."

"Want to kill me? I'll kill you first!"

Take a step forward, and the sword moves with him.

Turning around a hundred meters away, he instantly kills in front of the gray-robed old man!

The gray-robed old man screamed in fear: "Soul destroyed!"

The strange bird crawling on the ground suddenly made a strange cry, the sound penetrated the flesh and hit the soul directly!

Chu Shaoyang only felt a sharp pain in his head, and his movements were half a beat slower.

The cry of the strange bird was like the waves, one louder than the other, and the soul power fluctuations became stronger and stronger.

The pain became stronger and stronger.

Chu Shaoyang frowned, the veins on his forehead bulged, and he was in great pain!

The gray-robed old man laughed: "Little bastard, do you really think you can kill me?"

Eight soul seals slowly lit up at the center of his eyebrows.

"I am an Eight Seal Soul Warrior, and I am also at the eleventh level of the Saint King Realm."

"Can you kill me?"

Chu Shaoyang half-knelt on the ground, feeling a sharp pain as if his sea of ​​consciousness was torn apart!

The difference in soul power was too great.

If his soul had not been tempered by the soul fire, he would have been shattered by now!

"He is obviously a human, why is he helping us demons?"

The three demons were puzzled.

In their opinion, humans are insidious and cunning, and they are incompatible with demons.

But Chu Shaoyang actually stood in front of them and saved them with his life.

"Not all humans are vicious and evil."

The previously injured demon said in a deep voice: "Since he is helping us, we can't watch him die!"

He urged his soul power and injected it into Chu Shaoyang's sea of ​​consciousness.

Instantly, the tearing pain was relieved a lot.

Chu Shaoyang looked at him in surprise, his eyes full of gratitude.

This man is a seven-seal soul warrior, and he is also a demon. His soul power is vast and can resist most of the power of the gray-robed old man.

"We will help you too!"

The other two demons urged their soul power to protect Chu Shaoyang's sea of ​​consciousness.

The pressure suddenly decreased!

"You actually colluded with the demons?"

The gray-robed old man sneered: "Only a waste like you would rely on the power of the demons!"

"What a pity it's useless!"

The soul seal lit up, and the soul power gushed out like a surging river.

The cry of the strange bird became sharper and sharper.

Chu Shaoyang gritted his teeth and urged his soul power.

In an instant, the soul seal at the center of his eyebrows ignited a white flame!

"Soul fire?"

Several people were shocked!

This is the unique soul refining method of the demons.

In terms of soul power talent, the human race is far inferior to the demons, and soul refining with soul fire is almost certain to die!

How did he do it?

Chu Shaoyang shouted, the soul fire at his eyebrows burned fiercely, and he rushed straight to the gray-robed old man.

The moment he touched the gray-robed old man's body, the soul fire surged against the wind!

"Ah!"

The gray-robed old man screamed and roared in horror: "What kind of soul power is this, why can it burn my soul?"

Chu Shaoyang snorted coldly: "Why ask so many questions when you are dying?"