Chapter 433 Breaking into the Black Prison 5
It turns out that this inner black prison is not only a place to torture prisoners, but also a magic circle to cultivate soul slaves and refine souls!
Only the soul that has been repeatedly tortured and abused in all kinds of ways can undergo qualitative transformation and become a powerful soul slave!
The soul slave can be regarded as a special treasure. However, the high-level soul slave still retains the previous consciousness, but the behavior should be controlled by the master.
When Zhou Yi heard the word "soul slave", his heart trembled, and a group of frightful images with pale faces and no pupils appeared in his mind.
The blue and black chain, with the shout of Fang Songbu, instantly broke into pieces and quickly flew away in the cave. And it floats from this cave to another cave. There is a twisted face on each fragment.
"It's done!" Fang Songbu's hands were broken, but his whole body danced rapidly in the air, driving the stimulated energy to form a huge charm, and then shouted and printed it into the bottom of the cave.
Wow - the cold and piercing wind blew up one by one, and the fragments of the blue and black chains turned into real, but sometimes blurred figures in the cold wind. These figures, with distorted faces and no pupils, are exactly the typical soul slave appearance.
These soul slaves are arranged in a very regular manner. They are all in the zigzag structure of the lower three upper two tops, all holding black things similar to long whips in their hands. By intuition, Zhou Yi judged that it was a variant of the blue-black chain, which turned into tens of millions.
These long whips, half hidden in the clouds and fog, look very mysterious.
"Zhou Yi, you really live up to your reputation. In terms of strength, I'm not as good as you." Fang Songbu sneered and said, "However, in this soul prison formation, even if you are a sub-saint, you will slowly become a soul pill, and life is not as good as death! I really want to see how you call for mercy..."
Zhou Yi slightly narrowed his eyes and did not answer. At this moment, he is suffering a wave of soul shock from the magic array, and the cyan light comes from his eyebrows.
"Attack!" Fang Songbu shouted, and his body swept out like lightning. At the moment he received the order, the soul slave gave a frightening scream at the same time. The twisted face was even more horrible. Dozens of long black whips formed a cage of burning black fog and covered Zhou Yi as his head.
Pressure, strange pressure, made Zhou Yi's mind dizzy. He clearly felt that the sea of his soul was suddenly windy, and the shadows were swaying, and he wanted to sleep drowsily.
Seeing Zhou Yi staggering in the air, Fang Song's flying body stopped at the mouth of the cave. At this time, 100 meters away from Zhou Yi, he was confident that he could avoid any attack by Zhou Yi, so he sneered and said, "Zhou Yi, the soul attack of the soul slave in the array makes people drowsy is only the first step, followed by the trapped soul, and then slowly make your soul full of holes, and your consciousness is sober, that kind Taste......”
A trace of crazy pleasure flashed in his eyes, "I don't know how you can pretend to be Xie Dui, and I don't want to know. Now, what I want to see most is that you are slowly tortured to death in my array!"
Listening to Fang Songbu's proud words, Zhou Yi smiled deeply and said, "Are there so many words for those who are about to perish?"
"What, what did you say?" Tens of millions of soul slaves hissed, but Fang Songbu didn't hear them clearly.
"Green Soul Dragon Cut!" Zhou Yi no longer gave him a chance to speak. The sea of soul was surging, and the shadows of the soul quickly gathered together and turned into an illusory dragon. The blue light outlined, golden eyes, rolled through the eyebrows, through the barrier of the soul slave, and rushed straight to the room at the mouth of the cave.
Soul attack! Zhou Yi has realized the power of this soul array. If he let Fang leave and call a more powerful helper, he will be in a more dangerous situation.
Therefore, before breaking the array, you must first kill Fang Songbu!
The soul dragon directly dispersed the soul slave that blocked in front of Zhou Yi, forming a "hutong" with uneven edges. Although it became lighter and lighter under the obstruction of many soul slaves, it still hit Fang Songbu's body with the momentum of thunder, and then disappeared.
hiss——
Zhou Yi took a breath. The Green Soul Dragon Chop is his strongest soul attack, which contains his perception of the soul and the full power of the sea of souls. But even so, it only dispersed the soul slaves who besieged him and directly destroyed them, less than one-tenth. Moreover, once it hits the upper house, it immediately turns into fog and dissipates the real shape.
However, this sudden blow still made Fang Songbu fall into a short period of dizziness.
"Split in the air!"
The moon god halberd wrapped in purple energy particles flew out proudly again. Two moon branches crossed the soul slave at the speed of lightning and drew a slender space crack beside Fang Songbu.
Rift chopping, the strongest killing move of the Moon God halberd, relies on high-intensity energy staggering outbreaks to form a lethal space crack. Such a trick, based on Zhou Yi's energy cultivation and use efficiency, can only be used six times in a battle. If there is a strong enemy, the number used will be reduced.
However, this is Zhou Yi's angry blow, which he has endured for a long time.
Poo!
A trace of fear and unwillingness flashed in Fang Songbu's cold eyes. He has been crossing the valley and Xuanxueyu for nearly a hundred years, and his cultivation talent ranks first among the three ranks. However, the battle with Zhou Yi was not dignified and very depressing.
For the first time, he attacked as Xie Dui. I don't know how to cut off his spiritual knowledge, causing the red iron wings to be abolished; the second time, he could actually attack himself under the siege of so many soul slaves.
"Even if you kill me, this battle can kill you and kill you!" The moment Fang Song's head flew up, his mouth was still open and he shouted loudly.
What answered him was a burst of blood spewing out the cavity. Gu Xuanxueyu's second member's house was loose and died.
Killing Fang Songbu, Zhou Yi turned his head, but his face changed slightly.
"Qing Yun!" The Qingyun in the hole was tied together by the soul slave with a long black whip. There was something like an ant's tentacle on the long whip, swimming on her and piercing directly from her eyebrows, obviously pulling out her soul.
"Get out of here!" Zhou Yi roared, and the halberd swept out a gust of wind. The purple arc with turbulent energy waves rushed to the soul slave.
Squeaky! The soul slave screamed, and dozens of them were already vague and suddenly impacted into nothingness by energy, but most of them just rippled in place, and the energy blade formed by Guanghua passed through their bodies.
is not very effective! Zhou Yi's eyebrows were tightly locked, and a bad feeling rose in his heart.
"I'm afraid there will be trouble this time!" Soul energy and purple house or crystal energy are two different properties of energy. As early as when he attacked Bliss Manor, he knew that if Zifu's energy was strong enough to clear the soul energy much weaker than it, but there was still nothing he could do about the stronger soul energy.
The blue soul dragon chopping is like a split air chopping. Although it is powerful, there is also a limit on the number of times, and he has just used it twice.
Anyway, save Qingyun first. If her soul is pulled out, Zhou Yi thinks that he has no ability to help her put it back, so he can only let it slowly be absorbed by Huang Quantian.
"Get out of here!" Zhou Yi roared, and his eyebrows spewed out, forming dozens of illusory swords, quickly tearing the defense line of the soul slave and cutting them on the dense layers of long black whips.
Bang! Bang! Bang! The long whip broke one after another, and Zhou Yi took the opportunity to pass by and grabbed Qingyun in his hand.
"Qingyun, wake up!" Qingyun's face was blue and black, and her pupils turned over her eyelids, and she was about to die.
Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!
Although the soul slaves in the cave were impacted by Zhou Yi, they were still persevering, with long black whips, like endless waves; the soul attack, like tides, stirred up countless black tentacles like hair, accompanied by the sound of wind in the space, hit Zhou Yi in waves.
Puff! Poo! Zhou Yi's soul attack suddenly shines like light, suddenly brings a gust of wind, and suddenly forms a little sword that breaks. Those flying soul slaves, under such an attack, burst like firecrackers in mid-air. However, immediately more soul slaves waved long whips and rushed up. They were neither afraid nor afraid of life and death, and risked Zhou Yi's seven souls.
"Ah-"
Zhou Yi felt a violent headache and dizziness. The energy on the crystal broke out, and there was a loud noise. The rocks flew around. He smashed the wall of the cave with a halberd and entered another cave.
"What?" Zhou Yi appeared in front of him, with countless sad soul slaves, with black whips dancing and shouting, which was exactly the same as the cave just now.
"It's really a soul array! Bad--" Zhou Yi's spiritual knowledge gushed out and wanted to explore the operation of the whole array, but he found that his spiritual knowledge covered less than one li and only two caves!
"The soul fluctuates too much, and the soul power consumes too much!" Zhou Yi's whole body is constantly shining with green and yellow light, constantly resisting soul attacks, and only feels that his spiritual knowledge is shrinking at a visible speed.
"Fight!"
Zhou Yi clenched his teeth, and the sea of soul set off waves again, forming a space around him with the green soul. Taking this opportunity, he sent Qingyun into the crystal glaze world.
"President, why is there such a messy and strong soul fluctuation?" The space opened, and Qingyun was just sucked in, but Murong Ye's voice sounded in his mind.
"Little leaf?" Zhou Yi remembered Murong Ye and immediately remembered the master and apprentice of Bichen in the nine-day treasure gourd.
"Yes, don't I also have a soul cultivation in my hand? Although there are many soul slaves, they are just the level of practicing spirit and refining gods, and Bimian is the holy level!"