"Your self-mutilation trick is a bit interesting." The blood light blended into the mountains, and the green light mountains immediately became more textured. Suddenly, it turned out that they were not rays of light, but real mountains.
"Interesting? Humph...come and die!"
Having lost a lot of essence and blood, Lord Ghost Face showed a lot of fatigue in his eyes, but he also became more fierce. The killer of the Blood Skeleton is not only powerful because of his extremely rich assassination and actual combat experience, but also because he has been wandering on the edge of life and death for many years, he has developed a crazy momentum that is desperate to kill the enemy.
The mountains filled with blood immediately shook the sky. Wave after wave of faint sounds, like the roar of the great road, spread throughout more than a thousand miles.
The momentum was so fierce that Xin Zhixuan's pretty face turned pale with shock. Her delicate body was trembling slightly, and her voice was blown by the wind, "Brother, do you think Mr. Xu can defeat such a powerful Lord Ghost Face?"
Xin Biantian shook his head bitterly and murmured, "Both of them are too powerful, so powerful that we don't even have the qualifications to look up to them. I have no ability to predict the outcome between them! But Lord Ghost Face This blow is already being fought with all one's strength. Even if Mr. Xu can take it in the end, he will have to pay a heavy price for it. The madness of a master at the peak of the divine way is really terrifying!"
"Ah... I hope God will bless you, Mr. Xu will be fine!" Xin Zhixuan exclaimed and clenched her pink fist tightly. After a while, her palms were already wet.
"Just because of this, you want to kill me, that's a long way to go!"
Just as the Ghost-faced Lord was controlling countless bloody mountains, rushing down towards Wan Dong, Wan Dong sneered, turned his right hand into a palm, and slapped his palm towards the sky. Countless purple lights immediately erupted from his palm. These purple lights gathered in the air and slowly condensed into a purple figure. This figure is eighty-nine times similar to Wan Dong, just like Wan Dong's clone.
"This... what kind of magical power is this? Is it the statue of the natal god!?"
This scene stunned the Ghost-faced Venerable, and he shouted repeatedly. For a time, even the bloody mountains showed signs of instability.
"No! It can't be the natal idol! That is a method that only the strong ones in the Holy Soul Realm can use, and the natal idols of the strong Saint Soul Realm are all tens of feet high, with thousands of appearances and majestic atmosphere. But this purple shadow, only It is about the same size as an ordinary person, and the aura of the two is completely incomparable. Moreover, this purple shadow seems to be more solid than the natal statue, closer to the real person, which is really strange... "
"What? Are you scared?"
Seeing the Lord Ghost Face standing there and muttering to himself, Wandong said with a sneer.
"Afraid? You are the one who should be afraid!"
Lord Ghost Face no longer paid attention to the purple shadow, and only regarded it as Wandong's ordinary method. With a deep drink, the bloody mountain continued to fall, covering Wandong and the purple shadow together.
Not to mention Lord Ghost Face who couldn't figure out the mystery of this purple shadow, even Wan Dong himself didn't know much about it. This purple shadow was transformed from the divine soul in his Yuan Mansion. In the past, Wan Dong only knew that the second level of the Xuantian Enlightenment Technique Qi Refining Realm was to transform into a spirit. But Wandong didn't know what kind of transformation it would take, and what it would be like after it was successful. Now he knows that the so-called spirit transformation is to condense the soul.
The function of this divine soul seems to be the same as the Tao seed bred in the body of a strong person in the Holy Soul Realm, but it is more powerful. The speed at which the soul absorbs and transforms the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is absolutely unmatched by Taoism.
This is why, when Wandong was about to condense his soul, even the light of the Tao Seed had to shrink to avoid it. The two were not at the same level at all.
It's just that the function of the soul should not only absorb and transform the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and become the source of power for monks, but also have many other wonderful functions.
Previously outside Taoyuan Valley, when Xin Zhixuan was attacked by Sirius, Wan Dong shouted loudly in desperation, which actually destroyed the beast soul that Sirius drank, and she died violently on the spot, with the shadow of this soul among them. At that time, the soul had not yet been completely condensed. Now that the soul has been formed, perhaps his threat to the immortal beast soul will be even more powerful.
And does this divine soul only affect the souls of fairy beasts? Is there any threat to the monks? At this time, Wandong wanted to verify it with Lord Ghost Face.
Mountains of bloody light fell down, and Wan Dong's mind moved slightly, and the purple shadow transformed by the soul immediately began to dance. Countless purple lights burst out from his body, like needles and thorns, shooting straight towards the bloody mountains.
This needle-like purple light seems to be very small. Compared with the majesty of the bloody mountain, it is indescribable, but it fully confirms the saying - concentration is the essence!
These purple awns may seem small, but the condensed Dao Qi inside them is beyond imagination. As soon as it was shot into the bloody mountain, it immediately exploded like high-explosive grenades. The majestic aura swept across all directions, and the bloody mountains couldn't resist it at all, they exploded one after another, and turned into nothing in the blink of an eye.
These bloody mountains contained the essence and blood of the Ghost-faced Venerable. When the mountains collapsed, the Ghost-faced Venerable also suffered heavy losses. He spat out several bloody arrows and couldn't stand still, so he couldn't help but kneel down on one knee.
Wandong's mystery and power made Lord Ghost Face think that he might be defeated, but he never thought that he would be defeated so completely and miserably!
When the energy of the purple shadow filled the air, Lord Ghost Face suddenly felt that he was not facing Wandong, but the entire world. He had no chance of winning, and he was not even qualified to fight against them. .
"Brother, you... didn't you say that Lord 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 happy. , and said with some doubts at the same time.
Xin Bantian stared blankly for a moment, then he couldn't help but let out a long breath and murmured: "This Mr. Xu is really unfathomable..."
Xin Zhixuan looked at Xin Bantian, and couldn't help flashing a trace of contempt, and lightly opened her red lips and said, "Brother, there is really no way to compare with Mr. Xu."
"Hey! What's that look in your face? What do you mean by saying that? No matter what, I'm your brother!"
"Alas~~~"
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"How is this possible? You can do it so easily... Poof!" Before the Lord Ghost Face could finish speaking, he couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.
Compared to the physical blow, the mental blow is probably even heavier.
Wan Dong did not take the words of Lord Ghost Face, but looked him up and down, inside and out, carefully, his sword eyebrows slightly wrinkled.
Lord Ghost Face's injuries were indeed serious, but they were all physical. He would do the same to anyone who gave him such a heavy blow. Other than that, there is nothing special about Lord Ghost Face.
This is somewhat far from Wandong’s expectation! It seems that apart from its amazing combat power, the divine soul does not pose as great a threat to human souls as it does to the souls of fairy beasts.
However, Wandong did not feel disappointed or depressed. The powerful combat power of the divine soul far surpassed the Taoism of the powerful Saint Soul Realm. This alone was enough for him to be proud of himself.
It's just that the cultivation of Lord Ghost Face is not very strong, at least compared with Jiuwu Huikong, it is still far behind. It was impossible for Wandong to fully verify the fighting power of the soul through him.
"Tell me, who are you!?"
The voice of Lord Ghost Face was almost roaring, and it was full of unwillingness and resentment.
"Does a dying person need to know so much?"
"Don't you dare kill me! If you kill me, the Blood Skeleton will fight you to death!"
"Is your status in Blood Skeleton higher than that of Shen Lian?"
"Mr. Shen?"
"Even if he died in my hands, would I still care about you?"
"You killed Mr. Shen!? This is impossible! You lied to me!"
The Lord Ghost Face glared angrily and rushed towards Wandong almost like crazy. Unfortunately, before he could even reach three feet in front of Wan Dong, a burst of purple light erupted from Wandong's body and he was shot away dozens of feet away without mercy.
"You...are you a human or a ghost?" Lord Ghost Face stood up tremblingly, and the only eye exposed was blood red.
The Blood Skeleton Purple Sword Level Killer Lord Ghost Face was forced into such a situation. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it even if he beat Xin Bantian to death.
It turns out that there is a world outside the sky, and there are people outside the world!
Wan Dong snorted coldly, too lazy to talk nonsense with the Ghost-faced Venerable. Just as he was about to wave his palm to send him off for the last journey, a white light suddenly shot out with a sharp whistling.
Wan Dong raised his sword eyebrows, and his palms flew up to meet him. The white light and the whistling disappeared in Wan Dong's palms.
"Haha... It's your Blood Skeleton's messenger jade talisman! They probably don't know yet, but you're going to die soon!" As he spoke, Wandong injected a trace of his spiritual thoughts into the jade token in his hand, and messages immediately came to him one after another. appeared in his mind.
"How can an outsider like you know the secret of my blood skull? Give me back the jade talisman!"
The ghost-faced venerable roared angrily as he approached Wandong with difficulty. His injuries were frighteningly serious, and every small step he took caused him to endure immense pain!
However, the obsession of the Ghost-faced Lord was strong enough, and he still kept moving forward, trying to snatch the jade talisman back.
But when Lord Ghost Face moved with difficulty to be five feet away from Wandong, suddenly, a terrifying chill like a blizzard suddenly burst out from Wandong's body.
The chill was so strong that it actually made Lord Ghost Face, a man who had no idea about the cold and heat for a long time, unable to help but shiver, and the blood all over his body was about to freeze.
Lord Ghost Face was greatly shocked. He subconsciously raised his head and looked at Wandong. He saw that Wandong's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and in his starry eyes, there was a strong murderous intention like a volcano erupting.
Lord Ghost Face was immediately startled, his legs seemed to be filled with lead water, and he could no longer take a step forward. The Ghost-faced Venerable, who feared neither heaven nor earth, was now filled with fear!
Not only the Ghost-faced Lord, Xin Bantian, Xin Zhixuan, Wen Xiong and others all felt Wandong's terrifying murderous intention. They looked at each other in silence, and even couldn't help but hold their breath... (To be continued)