Chapter 119 Soul Cultivation Duel
Tomb Yunfeng's eyes flashed with cold light. He didn't expect that he saw his own kind of soul cultivation here.
"Fal!" Seeing that the blue and golden blood moon blade of Tomb Yunfeng is still slowly pushing forward, theming Peak and theming Stone are also cold at this time.
Boom!
Tomb Yunfeng's heart was shocked, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. The original destiny symbol is connected to the ontology, and the original destiny symbol is scattered, and the ontology is naturally subject to a trace of involvement.
A cold light burst out in his eyes, and Tomb Yunfeng patrolled back and forth between the three people not far away, "Three soul cultivation!"
"Yes, just like you, we are also soul practitioners." Mingshan's eyes were cold, and he looked at the tomb Yunfeng, with a murderous spirit.
"Very good, you hide it very deeply. Ha ha, I'm so lucky to see three soul practitioners here. Tomb Yunfeng smiled bitterly, and there was a faint pain in Dantian. The blue and golden blood moon blade in Dantian's body was dull at this time, and he was hurt a lot.
"At the same time, it is also your luck to die in our hands." Behind Mingshan, Mingfeng's eyes were cold, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his rigid face, as if looking at the dead body.
"Ha ha, in the early stage of the third grade, do you dare to say something crazy?" At the moment when the other party's soul power is used, Tomb Yunfeng has judged the soul power level of the other party. The three people are all in the early stage of the third grade, which is only one level worse than themselves.
"We, three. You, one, is enough. Mingshi didn't seem to want to talk more. A few words were to express his meaning clearly.
"It's enough. You'll know if you've fought." The tomb cloud maple looked cold and solemn. The soul bell in the sea slowly came out, and an invisible fluctuation quietly opened. Unexpectedly, it pushed the Hua Ning and Hua Qing behind him back a hundred meters away.
At this time, Hua Ning, Hua Qing, Hua Huifeng and others outside the battlefield were all surprised. Hua Ning barely understood a little, but it was a little difficult to accept the appearance of four soul practitioners for a while. As for Hua Qing, Hua Yufeng and others, they don't know what the four people mean.
"Battle!" The corners of Mingshan's mouth were bent, and the soul body also appeared in front of him.
Tomb Yunfeng's eyes flashed. Others may not see the transparent soul body, but he can clearly perceive it through the soul power.
"Kword-shaped soul body!" Tomb Yunfeng said secretly in his heart.
At the same time, the other two identical knife-shaped soul bodies also appear in front of the underworld peak and the underworld stone, corresponding to the soul body of the underworld, as if there is a special connection in the underworld.
He spit out a turbid breath fiercely. Tu Yunfeng came to the Demon Valley and felt this pressure for the first time. The pressure brought by the other party's three soul knives, the pressure from the depths of the soul, had to make him pay attention to it.
"Soul knife, cut!" There are relatively rare soul practitioners on the four continents. When they meet, they all sacrifice their own soul bodies, even without soul weapons to attack.
Three soul knives were cut out at the same time. In an instant, the whole channel was full of the sound of buzzing knives. At the same time, the virtual soul power that attacks the soul is also quietly separated and scattered.
Ah!
Hua Yifeng and the two Hua Yulou disciples behind him held their heads in their hands. The piercing pain made them unbearable.
Hua Ning and Hua Qing were sent to the distance by the tomb cloud maple, and the tomb cloud maple was blocked in front of them, and they did not feel the powerful virtual soul attack.
"Soul clock, minute!" Tomb Yunfeng shouted coldly in his heart, and the soul bell immediately separated.
"Break!"
The high sound of cold shouts came from the soul bell. In an instant, the soul bell faded by one point. The highly oscillating virtual and real soul power, mixed with the high voice, coupled with the increase of the soul clock, scattered crazily and faced the three soul knives.
Buzz...
The sound echoed for a long time, and the three soul knives did not disperse, but suddenly stagnated, and then slowly pushed forward under the crazy urging of the three people in Mingshan.
Tomb Yunfeng felt a tingling pain in the sea of knowledge. The virtual soul power of the other three people was superimposed, which obviously surpassed himself. At this time, the other party's soul knife entity did not come, but the virtual soul power overwhelm himself and invaded his sea of knowledge.
At the same time, the three people on the opposite Mingshan Mountain were also shaking in the sea of knowledge. The soul power of Tomb Yunfeng is not as good as the sum of the three people, but the increase effect of the thrilling sound is vivid at this time. Even if it was just a trace of virtual soul power, it shook crazily in their sea of knowledge and shocked their soul source.
"This boy's method really has a different response. No wonder the elder of Yinshazong doesn't take it so seriously." Mingshan scratched this idea in his heart, and his eyes suddenly turned more cold.
"Receed!" Mingshan shouted coldly, and the three people recovered their soul power at the same time, and the three soul knives were recovered at the same time. Mingshan knew that if the stalemate continued, I'm afraid there would be no result in the end. At most, if you kill Tomb Yunfeng, you and others will also face a situation of collapse. At that time, it will be too passive.
"Tomb Yunfeng, you are really strong. In the soul cultivation, you are a well-deserved genius. Mingshan looked at the tomb Yunfeng, and there was a pity in his eyes.
"Stop talking nonsense, if you want to fight!" Tomb Yunfeng removed the soul power of the other party in the sea of knowledge, feeling that it consumed nearly half of the soul power, and there was a firm look in his eyes.
"Okay, the three of us will show you the soul cultivation array. Three kills! Knot!" There was a fierce flash in Pluto's eyes and he shouted loudly.
Mingfeng and Pluto also shouted at the same time, with their hands like holding objects, looking at the soul knife above their heads.
Tomb Yunfeng's eyes stopped. What did he see? He saw the soul knives of the other three people, which were slowly converging, as if they were about to turn into a hand.
"How is that possible? The unity of soul and body! Is there such a means?" Tomb Yunfeng's eyes showed an incredible color. He can't be blamed. The soul power is only connected to the soul, and the soul body is even more so. The soul body is united, and there are some thrills in it. Tomb Yunfeng really can't imagine it.
Seeing the three slowly converging soul knives, Tomb Yunfeng's face gradually turned gloomy. Because he felt that a fluctuation of soul power several times stronger than his own soul power was slowly forming. In the later stage of the third grade, Tomb Yunfeng had no doubt that after the completion of the other party's array, it must be the soul power of the later stage of the third grade, or even stronger.
What shocked Tu Yunfeng most was that he could not destroy the formation of the other party's formation at this time. Once the soul power touches the other party's soul knife for a week, it will be rebounded by a strong fluctuation.
"Sin' Soul Flute!" In the hand of Tomb Yunfeng, the thorned soul flute flashed out, and the golden knife-shaped pendant was shining, reflecting a faint light.
"One, come out!" At this moment, the shout of Pluto sounded, and the strong soul power surged crazily and rushed to the tomb cloud maple.
It was also at this time that the high and sharp sound of the flute rose through the soul bell, and a wave of soul ripples scattered crazily, thinking of the soul knife with strong horizontal fluctuations.
Tomb Yunfeng doesn't believe that he can't defeat the other party's third-grade late-stage soul knife with his third-grade soul weapon, his third-grade mid-term soul power, and the increased thrilling sound.
Buzz...
The strong soul knife buzzed, facing the soul bell of the tomb cloud maple, cut down horizontally and vertically, two soul power ripples, containing strong and horizontal virtual and real soul power fluctuations, roaring.
The sound of the flute curled, and the blades rose everywhere. In an instant, the collision began.
This time, Hua Yifeng, who was hiding behind the three people in Mingshan, and Hua Ning and Hua Qing behind Tomb Yunfeng, fell into a coma in an instant. Such a strong fluctuation of soul power is only escaping, and they can't resist for a moment.
Tomb Yunfeng's eyes were very cold and quiet, calmly playing high notes, as if he didn't care about the crazy soul power knife light.
The knife light cut open the soul power mixed in the sound of the flute and stood on the soul bell.
DangDang......
The bell roared, as if it suddenly rang in the whole channel, echoing endlessly.
The soul clock kept trembling, swaying unbearably, confronting the solid knife light.
"Soul knife, come out!" The three people in Mingshan shouted in unison.
The knife rose, and the soul knife arrived. In an instant, the soul knife came before the soul bell and suddenly cut it off.
Hum...
A crazy color gushed out of Tomb Yunfeng's eyes, "Soul bell, blow it!"
Boom!
The soul clock exploded, and the strong soul power wrapped around the soul knife crazily.
"It's useless. Now your soul is not our opponent at all." Mingshan's eyes were cold and unmoved.
"Real? I've been waiting for you for a long time. There was a bloodthirsty light in Tomb Yunfeng's eyes. The soul flute in his hand swings forward.
Wh!
The eyes of the three people in Mingshan were raised in an instant, and the round eyes were full of incredible, mixed with strong doubts.
"Four-order lower-grade soul weapon - soul-killing knife!" Tomb Yunfeng didn't want to let the three people who brought him this battle die and said coldly. At the same time, a golden knife pendant appeared in his hand, spinning back and forth around his fingers.
"Fourth level, fourth level soul weapon, you, you hide so deeply!" The doubt in the eyes of the three people in Mingshan dissipated, their pupils slowly dissipated, and their vitality passed away.
At the same time, the soul knife that lost the support of the three people was also scattered at this moment, at the moment when Yunfeng's head was near the tomb, and there was no previous strength.
"If it hadn't attracted your soul knife, how could I directly attack your soul source with the fourth-order soul weapon!" Tomb Yunfeng sighed, put away the knife-shaped pendant in his hand, and hung it back on the soul flute.
Soul-killing knife - the fourth-order lower-grade soul weapon. Magic power - kill the soul. This soul-killing is the art of hurting the enemy and hurting oneself. Inject the power of your own soul source into it, and the soul weapon directly pierces the other party's sea of knowledge until the other party's soul source. However, with the soul source protected by the soul weapon, the damage is naturally less.
"Old man, you gave me this fourth-order soul weapon, and this is the first time to use it! Unexpectedly, the first time I used it was to face the same way of soul cultivation!" Tomb Yunfeng sighed and stared at the knife-shaped pendant on the soul flute, and there was a faint sense of emptiness in his heart.
There was a tingling pain in his mind. Tuo Yunfeng resisted the sense of weakness and turned his head to look at the remaining three unconscious people in Huayu Building.
"You shouldn't have provoked me, let alone seen so much, damn it!" In the eyes of Tomb Yunfeng, a green light flashed with murderous intent. It's just a blood moon blade that quietly harvests the lives of the three people.
ps: Today, Xiaodao's time is tight and in poor condition. Just two more. The second update is more than 3,000 words, which is a compensation for everyone. However, I still owe two more. In addition to the promised update, there will be a total of thirteen update on the two days on the weekend. Everyone's supervision is to do what they say. Please collect it again. The knife needs everyone's support and encouragement! Thank you!