The Fragrance Falls Ninefold

 The man was very confident that his blow could definitely kill Yanxiang Luoluo directly.

The attack accurately landed on Yan Xiangluo's soul. The huge explosive force made Yan Xiangluo feel the airflow swaying as he moved.

The man watched coldly as Yan Xiangluo's spirit disappeared in the explosion, with a triumphant smile on his face.

Let's just say, she is not the one in her previous life. Her cultivation level is too low. How can she be his opponent? Do you think she is the superior heavenly master in her previous life?

 However, after the explosion, he found that Yan Xiangluo's soul was still there, but his own soul seemed to be attached to it by something, and his whole body became heavy.

He looked at Yan Xiangluo in disbelief, "How is that possible?"

He clearly dodged Yan Xiangluo's soul attack, and his attack also landed on Yan Xiangluo's soul. How come nothing happened to her, but something happened to his own soul?

How could she, a soul with an emperor-level cultivation level, be his opponent? After all, her soul body can be pulled out of her body just by relying on the trap set up.

Yan Xiangluo looked at him indifferently, "It seems that I made the right bet."

 The man asked in confusion, "What did you bet on?"

Yan Xiangluo said in a calm tone, "I bet your body is real."

The man is not afraid. His body is indeed real, but it is just a Tao clone. For people of their level, a clone is just an extremely weak part of the soul. Even if it dissipates, it has no effect on his own soul. What an impact.

 “Are you so confident that you can beat me?”

Yan Xiangluo stretched out a finger and waved it, "It's not that I won, it's that I won perfectly."

 The man was even more puzzled. Although his soul was indeed uncomfortable now, it had not dissipated to the point where he could not fight, and his spiritual power could still be used. How could she be so sure that she had won, and that she had won perfectly?

“It’s too early to talk about winning or losing now.” The man gritted his teeth and thought to himself that even if she was reborn, she would still be smart and calm, making people jealous.

Yan Xiangluo's spirit looked at him with a smile, "Why are you so arrogant as a clone?"

 The man was stunned, "How do you know I am a clone?"

 Because Congming guessed that his body was real, he was not surprised. After all, there were too many smart people in the world, and she was not generally smart in her previous life.

But it stands to reason that with her cultivation level, she would not be able to notice that she is a clone. Why is she so sure that she is a clone?

  Could it be that her soul is not limited by the level of physical cultivation and is so powerful?

Yan Xiangluo's smile became brighter and brighter. She had indeed made the right bet.

Before taking action, she knew very well that her only chance of survival was the power of soul control. If the body of the man in front of her was real, it must be a clone. Because of the rules of heaven, those who are strong enough to pull their souls out of their bodies, The strength is definitely not something that people from higher continents can achieve.

 But although the opponent's strength was very strong, it was not that strong yet. Therefore, she concluded that this person was just a clone.

If it was a clone, then she had made the right bet on this slim chance of survival.

Even though her current cultivation level is not as powerful as a clone, she is now a divine soul body, and her power to control the soul is not limited by the body. She is indeed the nemesis of the soul body. If the other party is just a clone, then it is just a little bit of the soul of the original body. No matter how strong his cultivation is, his soul body is not strong enough. In her hands, she can't control such a small amount of soul however she wants.

Of course, all this was just her guess, and it involved a lot of gambling, but she was lucky and the bet was right. Yan Xiangluo was not in the habit of explaining to his enemies, so he did not answer the man. Raising his fair and slender hand, the man suddenly felt that the soul in his body was leaving, and he could not stop it.

He was extremely frightened. Is her soul-controlling power so strong now?

At the same time, he also understood that he had indeed lost.

 The clone itself relies on a bit of soul support from the main body. When the soul leaves the body, the clone disappears on its own.

At this time, the man calmed down and sneered, "Lucky for you, it's just a clone and has no impact on my body. Although my plan failed today, it made me know that I can never let you grow up. Who do you think will lose and who will win?”

Yan Xiangluo has already thought of this. Before she knew how powerful her soul control power was, the other party already wanted to kill her, and now that she knew it, she would not let him go.

I don't even know who the other person is, so I am indeed very passive, but I will never let her suffer a dumb loss like this.

"Although you are a clone, your cultivation level is much higher than mine. In this case, you are my defeat, so why should you be afraid of your true body?" Yuan Xiangluo's words were very arrogant.

 Her methods are not just spiritual cultivation.

The man wanted to say something else, but his soul left his body at this moment. Without his soul, his body stood there like a puppet, and then turned into dots of starlight and disappeared.

The last thing Yan Xiangluo saw was the unwillingness in the man's eyes.

Xingmu glanced at the trace of the soul held in her hand. The soul was struggling in her hand, but no matter how hard he struggled, he could not break away from Yan Xiangluo's hand.

Yan Xiangluo smiled meaningfully, "Don't be afraid, I won't kill you. I still need you to go back and send a message, telling your body that the next time we see you is the day of your death."

The soul body in her hand stopped struggling after hearing this. Since he is not obliterated, he will not be hurt at all when he returns to his body. All the information can be brought back. When we meet next time, whose death will be his, it will be him. That’s all.

 After all, she cannot grow up in a short period of time.

Yan Xiangluo looked at the soul body in her hand and let go of her hand. A beam of soul power hit the soul body, "Go back."

 The soul body disappears as soon as it is liberated.

Yan Xiangluo's soul was instantly sucked back by her own body, and the comatose Yan Xiangluo on the nine-layered lotus in the cave woke up.

She opened her eyes and lay on the nine-layered lotus without moving. A cold light burst out from her almond eyes, and the corners of her lips raised a mocking arc.

How could she let go of the soul for no reason, and then she would know what she had done when the soul returned to its true body?

 She can suffer a little and suffer a little, but she must not be angry or bullied.

 How is it possible to want to escape intact even if you want to kill her?

At this time, on a palace in the clouds in the distant sky, the man's body stood at the highest point with his hands behind his hands, looking at the clouds in the distance. He felt that the clone disappeared.

Failed?

 She has set so many tempting traps, but she didn’t fall into any of them? How could she not be curious about those things at all?

 Suddenly, his body moved, and he knew that the soul of the clone was back.