At this moment, in the pure white space, the phantom of Feng Qitong appeared in front of Shangxian Bai Ting.
"Bai Ting, you are quite courageous!" Feng Qitong said coldly.
Back then when the demons invaded the world of immortals, demons and demons, Master was not the strongest monk in the world of immortals, demons, but Bai Ting, the strongest sword cultivator, who shouldered the important task of saving the common people!
But at such a critical moment of life and death, this guy, this guy actually said that he was about to break through, and he couldn't deal with the demon for the time being, so he had to concentrate on retreating and breaking through!
Go to hell and concentrate on retreat!
In the end, the master defeated the Heavenly Demon, but at the same time, his own soul was scattered.
He managed to find one of her souls that hadn't dissipated and collected them.
And as soon as the master died, this guy left the test, and then slaughtered the remaining demons, becoming the Bai Ting Shangxian that everyone in the fairy, demon and demon world respected and envied, no one dared to provoke him!
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But Shangxian Bai Ting looked at Feng Qitong's unstable soul, but said calmly: "Now you, I can be crushed to death with a single finger, what are you afraid of?"
"Hahahaha! There's nothing to be afraid of such a good one! Give it a try if you have the ability!" Feng Qitong laughed wildly on his face.
Is it true that the soul orb that he refined with all his efforts is a vegetarian
Hearing Feng Qitong's words, Shangxian Bai Ting's face turned slightly cold, and then he tried to circulate the aura in his body.
But soon he discovered that his spiritual energy was suppressed by a mysterious force and he couldn't use it at all.
The only thing that can be used is the power of the soul.
So the next moment, Shangxian Bai Ting immediately called out the small golden sword hanging in his sea of spiritual consciousness.
This small sword is naturally his natal sword as a sword repairman.
Soon, the little sword appeared outside Bai Ting's body, hanging horizontally above his head.
Immediately afterwards, he said to Feng Qitong with a calm and cold expression: "So what if you sealed the aura of the deity? With this soul sword, the deity will kill you like a bag!"
"Really? Then you should give it a try!" Feng Qitong said provocatively.
Do you really think that he, Feng Qitong, is an idiot, and let him use the power of the soul wantonly here
Think beautifully!
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Seeing Feng Qitong's confident expression, Bai Ting Shangxian couldn't help narrowing his eyes coldly, and then with a thought, he stabbed Feng Qitong's fragile phantom that seemed to disappear at any time with his soul sword.
In the beginning, the soul sword could stab through well.
But when it arrived in front of Feng Qitong, it suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if the solid ice had turned into water droplets.
At this moment, Shangxian Bai Ting's calm and calm expression that had remained unchanged since he became the sword master finally disappeared.
"So that's why you deliberately lured me here! Feng Qitong, you are really so despicable and shameless." Bai Ting Shangxian said coldly.
But if he thought that this would kill him, he would be very wrong!
He, Bai Ting, is now invincible, so how could he be stuck here forever
Sooner or later he will be able to break through the inside of this soul orb and leave!
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Hearing Shangxian Bai Ting's words, Feng Qitong said impatiently: "Okay, I don't have time to talk so much nonsense with you and discuss who is despicable! Don't worry, I don't have the intention to kill you now, since you already Come in, then we might as well make a bet!"
"What are you betting on?" Bai Ting said in a deep voice.
"Just bet on the soul-inducing fragrance on your body!" Feng Qitong said arrogantly and contemptuously.
The soul-inducing incense is very beneficial to the soul, especially for the broken and reorganized soul, which can help it restore past memories.