"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Deep in Mo Heng's eyes, those two strange soul marks were burning like torches.
He suddenly trembled.
A trace of refined soul power turned into the fuel for the soul seal to burn.
"Master Soul Captor!"
Feng Beiluo of the Tianzhi Sect took a breath of cold air. The layers of corpse power barriers surrounding him actually started to crackle and burn, and he was instantly exposed.
The thunder demon suddenly changed color, turned into a bolt of thunder and lightning, and instantly escaped from the area.
"ah!"
Several Qi Refiners of the Holy Domain level who accompanied Feng Beiluo suddenly started to cry like ghosts or wolf howls.
In the depths of their soul consciousness, there seemed to be a huge ghost that could not be described in words, which quickly condensed like a nightmare.
That ghostly figure seemed to be swallowing up the heaven and earth in their soul consciousness sea. With just one breath or movement, their soul consciousness sea could turn into a violent ocean and set off huge waves.
In the sea of souls, their true souls were trembling, and they were instinctively afraid.
Moreover, he was still being pulled by the ghost involuntarily, getting closer bit by bit.
"Oops!"
Feng Beiluo was horrified and shouted hurriedly: "Nie Tian, you are too reckless! Without the touch of your scepter, the Master of Soul Capture would not have focused his attention on Mo Heng! He noticed Mo Heng and looked As for you, after seeing what we did on the Shattering Battlefield, you must have figured out our goal and came here to suppress it!"
When the strange soul mark in Mo Heng's eyes burned violently, his expression was sometimes distorted, sometimes violent, and he let out a low roar.
Mo Heng, with his tenacious will, is fighting against the Soul Captor.
When Nie Tian was also speaking to Feng Beiluo, he understood that the Soul Captor of the Nether Soul Tribe must have known that Feng Beiluo and others were going to awaken the chaotic beast buried underneath, and with the Ghost Scepter, he used his soul. The secret technique transports a soul across the boundary space and arrives at the battlefield of Shattering.
"Master Soul Captor!"
Staring at the strange soul mark that was burning like a torch, Nie Tian grinned and suddenly shouted: "It's just one soul and two soul marks. Do you still want to do whatever you want on the Shattering Battlefield? Go to hell. !”
The ghost scepter was held by Nie Tian and pointed at Mo Heng's eyes from a distance.
Illusive and ethereal rivers of Styx fly away from the ghost scepter.
The Styx River became turbid, and there were many bright and clear soul texts in it, such as ancient soul spells and sacrificial secrets of the Nether Soul clan, which seemed to roar out from the river.
"The soul technique of Lord Tianhun."
Suddenly, from the depths of Mo Heng's eyes, the sinister and cold voice of the Soul-Tampering Master rang out.
"It's really surprising that a mere human mixed-race child can actually comprehend the exquisite soul skills of our Minghun clan, the most powerful person in history, the Heavenly Soul Master. No wonder, no wonder Barbara and Thousand Souls ate them Loss."
"but… "
The voice of the Lord Soul Captor suddenly became sharp and harsh, "But, you are not the Lord Heavenly Soul!"
"Bang!"
Deep in the battlefield of Shattering, the heads of those who accompanied Feng Beiluo exploded one after another.
When the blood and brain matter sputtered, groups of souls flew out immediately, covered with a faint green light.
Feng Beiluo and Yuan Jiuchuan escaped in time, and both were at the level of the divine realm, so they escaped and were not destroyed by the Soul Absorbing Master's secret technique of the soul.
"Exploding souls as a curse!"
Groups of souls flew between Mo Heng and Nie Tian. The souls that were extracted by the Master of Soul Capture suddenly exploded as he whispered, condensing into soul lines that contained the truth of the soul. .
Immediately, those weird soul threads formed another soul mark, and Nie Tian couldn't recognize it, and suddenly flew towards his eyebrows.
That soul seal was clearly going to escape between his eyebrows and penetrate into the sea of his soul consciousness.
"Chi!"
Thunder Demon Yuan Jiuchuan, who was very far away, moved dozens of thunderbolts with both hands to intercept the soul seal.
The strange soul text was "crackling" bombarded by thunder and lightning. It only shrank a bit, but did not melt. It was still rushing towards Nie Tian's eyebrows.
The five evil gods who were released by Nie Tian howled and roared and came to intercept them.
But the soul mark, as if it were nothing, passed through the flesh and blood of the five evil gods and was not greatly affected.
On the contrary, when the five evil gods were penetrated by the soul mark, they seemed to be shocked by electricity and froze.
The connection between them and the five souls in Nie Tian's soul consciousness was suddenly interrupted.
After the Heavenly Soul Seal between their eyebrows suddenly brightened, they seemed to regain consciousness.
"call!"
Nie Tian waved the Ghost Scepter, and after a slight roll, the floating turbid River of Styx flew back, and with incomparable precision, it appeared right between his eyebrows.
The Soul Seal of the Soul Captor Lord fell into the illusory Styx River.
"Peng!"
In the River Styx, many bright and clear soul texts were blown out by the hurricane like lamps.
Nie Tian's soul power was flowing crazily!
"This ghost scepter is originally the most precious treasure of my ghost clan. As a soul in it, Barbara can't even protect the scepter. It really disappoints me." The Soul Captor seemed extremely dissatisfied, "I'm looking for it. Dao, unlike the Heavenly Soul Master, there is no need for the Ghost Scepter. But outsiders will never be allowed to contaminate this thing!"
In the turbid river of Hades, the soul seal formed by the soul-taking master suddenly shone brightly.
The soul seal seems to have become a deep black hole, swallowing up all soul shadows and soul texts.
The River Styx transformed from the stream imprinted by the ghost scepter. The river water, soul text, and cyan light kept disappearing into the soul imprint.
On the contrary, the soul text is expanding rapidly, and is still undergoing novel changes little by little.
Nie Tian was shocked.
"Nie Tian! The Soul-Taking Lord has the hope of becoming a supreme being like the Heavenly Soul Lord!" Feng Beiluo shouted, "Not long ago, he defeated Chu Yuan of Tongtian Pavilion in the forbidden area of the Xu Realm. You Be extremely careful, I will send a message immediately and ask for strong support!"
The so-called supreme ones are worthy of being the King of Darkness, the Heavenly Soul Lord and the Bone-Shattering Emperor.
Only those three whose bloodline has surpassed the tenth level are qualified to be called supreme in the eyes of the truly strong men of the human race.
The leader of the Wraith Clan, the Great Lord Thousand Souls, is not considered to be qualified to climb to the supreme level.
But the Soul-Capturing Master in front of him is deeply feared by many powerful people in the human race, who think that he has the ability to become the supreme super-powerful person like the Heavenly Soul Master.
"What? Even Chu Yuan, the master of the Tongtian Pavilion, was defeated by the Master Soul Captor." Nie Tian suddenly changed his expression. Seeing that the Styx River was about to disappear, he took a deep breath and used all his strength to activate his bloodline.
With a bang, he rose up from the ground like a mountain.
Nine kilometers in an instant!
"Hoo ho!"
Thick blood mist, like clusters of clouds, floats above his head, and brilliant rays of light, like rainbows, surround his body.
"Today, I will explode all your soul seals and help the great elder to be liberated!" After Nie Tian transformed into a giant, the huge mountain that covered the sky and the sun suddenly penetrated into the Styx River and grabbed the person he was photographed. The weird soul seal condensed by the Soul Master, "Crush it for me!"