"Thousand Soul Thorn!" Xie Yun was stunned for a moment, and then he was dumbfounded. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This Thousand Soul Thorn was originally the inheritance martial art of the Heavenly Demon Sect's vassal sect, the Ghost Sect, and part of Xie Yun's Thousand Soul Thorn was obtained from the young master of the Ghost Sect, and the other part was obtained from a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect by exchanging the map of the Blue Wing Order. Gong Xiaotong, as the top genius disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, has a soul power far superior to that of the same level, and it is not surprising at all to practice one or two soul martial arts.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, Xie Yun's eyes suddenly burst into essence, and ten Thousand Soul Thorns of the Perfection Realm suddenly erupted, turning into a flying sword array, and shot towards Gong Xiaotong.

With a crisp click, the soul thorn released by Gong Xiaotong collapsed instantly, but it barely left two cracks on the soul thorn released by Xie Yun, and the ten soul thorns were almost like a bamboo, and they appeared in front of Gong Xiaotong's eyebrows in a flash, less than a tenth of an instant, Gong Xiaotong suddenly felt a power that seemed extremely familiar and seemed extremely unfamiliar.

"Such a powerful soul power!How could a Thousand Soul Thorn have such a sharp intent!"

Gong Xiaotong's eyes flashed with a touch of uncontrollable horror, his hands suddenly shook the Ten Thousand Soul Flag, and the gray sword light that was gathered by three or four thousand souls suddenly turned into a black river, flying in front of him, and suddenly devoured ten soul thorns in it, but his body was like a gourd rolling on the ground, rolling out dozens of zhang at once, and he narrowly avoided the sharp sword that fell in the air.

"How can you be a Thousand Soul Thorn! And your Thousand Soul Thorn seems to be slightly different from the technique inherited by my Heavenly Demon Sect, why is it so sharp, like a sword and a sword!"

Covered in dust and messy hair, Gong Xiaotong looked embarrassed and shocked, and couldn't help but ask.

Xie Yun withdrew the long knife, sealed his hands, and the thousand soul thorns broke out again, fifteen soul thorns were arranged in three groups, each group of five soul thorns agitated with each other, and the power was faintly intertwined, although the speed was not fast, but the huge and majestic soul coercion made Gong Xiaotong tremble, and there was no way to escape it.

"Purple Soul Shield!"

Gong Xiaotong snorted lightly, his throat was sweet, his blood was boiling, he forcibly took a step back, barely avoided the position where the Thousand Soul Thorn attack was at its peak, his hands were sealed, his eyes turned into a deep purple in an instant, and a purple shield suddenly appeared in front of Gong Xiaotong, the shield was only three feet long and one foot wide, and it was carved with extremely simple runes, as if illusory.

Zheng!

With three crisp sounds, the Thousand Soul Thorn and the Purple Soul Shield collapsed at the same time, Gong Xiaotong spurted out a mouthful of blood, a touch of gloom passed under his eyes, and he retreated more than a hundred zhang under his feet, before he urged the Ten Thousand Soul Banner to poke at the ground fiercely, and forcibly stopped the retreating figure. On the opposite side of Gong Xiaotong, Xie Yun stood tall and tall, not retreating a step, his face was still calm as water, without the slightest dignified or tired look.

"The soul defense martial art of the top-grade Xuanling Realm is indeed worthy of the Heavenly Demon Sect, one of the five major sects, and this level of soul martial art, even in the library of the Guiyuan Sect, is extremely difficult to find. Xie Yun secretly praised in his heart, and there was a faint trace of envy in his eyes.

Gong Xiaotong's face changed, and he felt more and more depressed in his heart: "My soul power is naturally three times that of a martial artist of the same level, and with the cultivation of the Ghost Soul Sutra, my soul power is not much better than that of an ordinary martial artist who refines the fifth level." This Xie Yun can shatter the Purple Soul Shield with just a mid-grade Xuanling Martial Technique and Thousand Soul Thorns, and his soul power is probably at least fifty percent stronger than me, and he is only one of the ten layers of the Abyssal Sea, how can he have such a soul?"

In fact, Gong Xiaotong's calculation was not accurate, and he still underestimated Xie Yun.

After three soul forging exercises, Xie Yun was already twice the soul of a martial artist of the same level, and he had increased it by eight times again, and he had reached a terrifying level sixteen times that of a martial artist of the same level, plus Xie Yun practiced the Great Light True Scripture, and the grade was not known how many times higher than the Ghost True Scripture, even if it only broke out with three or four percent of the power, it was easy to destroy Gong Xiaotong's soul.

It's just that Xie Yun deeply understands that the amazing talent he exposed in the genius battle will definitely provoke the killing intent of the major sects, once the genius battle is over, before advancing to the Divine Refining Realm, he will inevitably encounter a large number of Divine Refining Realm masters, and I am afraid that it will be a five-fold or even more powerful opponent of the Divine Refining, if the limit of the soul power is exposed in advance, there will undoubtedly be a huge killing move missing at the time of life and death.

His hands suddenly sealed, a touch of ruthlessness flashed under Gong Xiaotong's eyes, his mouth opened slightly, and the long river of souls as black as ink penetrated into Gong Xiaotong's abdomen like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, and in an instant, the surface of Gong Xiaotong's body stirred up a black brilliance, and the originally slightly ordinary facial features quickly became hideous and gloomy, and his hands were held weakly, and a long sword with a condensed soul and resentment slowly appeared in his palms.

Secret method, Soul Eater Sword!

Devouring a large number of souls, based on the power of the soul origin, condensed into a soul devouring sword, a sword out, can forcibly devour the soul of the warrior, and can also urge a powerful eerie ghost, eroding the life breath in the opponent's body, so that the opponent unknowingly exhausts the life vitality, and even in the battle, the opponent can be squeezed dry and consumed to death.

"What a weird secret method!"

Xie Yun felt the diffuse sword qi, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a trace of pure soul power suddenly flashed above the blade.

The limit of the bloody sword, each knife can contain the power of the natal soul, each knife is equivalent to a powerful soul attack, the blazing sword stirs up endless thunder, firmly protecting the body in the middle, but the blade is constantly slashing at the soul devouring sword, making a sneering sound.

It's just that after only a moment, Gong Xiaotong's face became completely ugly, every time the sword collided, at least dozens of souls were cut into nothingness by the sword light, but Xie Yun's body was under the protection of the pure thunder vitality, and he couldn't receive any damage at all, and if it went on like this, the Soul Devouring Sword had no chance to devour Xie Yun's soul at all, and under the secret method, it could only consume Gong Xiaotong's own soul origin power.

"Could it be that this Xie Yun's soul power is twice as strong as mine!"

Gong Xiaotong's heart became more and more cold, but she was unwilling to accept this answer, although she didn't know, Xie Yun's actual soul power was far more than twice as much as hers.

"How can this kid's soul power be so strong, Gong Xiaotong's soul power is almost twice that of the ordinary divine refining power, Xie Yun looks like he is probably twice as powerful as Gong Xiaotong, Elder Mu, what's going on?" On Guanlong Island, the Soul Slaying King's eyebrows were tightly locked, and his eyes were intertwined with deep surprise and deep doubt.

Mu Qingfeng shook his head slightly, his eyes swept slightly over Huo Lingyu not far away, and then said: "I don't know, this kid's soul power has always been different from ordinary people, and his soul quality seems to be several times that of ordinary people, as for whether he is talented, or has had adventures, or both, I don't know." ”