The corpse Xingyun, who had been brewing quickly, shot again, and the fist mark formed by the soul power in mid-air smashed into Ming Jiutian's head like a powerful sledgehammer.

Realizing that this was an attack method cast by Corpse Xingyun and three times his strength, Ming Jiutian did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly cast a soul palm print in an attempt to block Corpse Xingyun's iron fist.

The moment the two forces collided, Ming Jiutian regretted it, where was the power of the three corpses so easy to resist.

Almost devastatingly, he knocked back Ming Jiutian's palm print, and Ming Jiutian could only increase the output of soul power again when he saw this.

But at this time, it was a little late to make a move, and it was difficult to stop the decline of retreating.

Taking advantage of the fact that the fist mark was not close, he made a decisive move and directly grabbed the fierce fist mark of Corpse Xingyun, and then pulled down suddenly, smashing directly into the position between the two with a fist and a palm.

For a while, the majestic soul attack fragments frantically drove towards the surroundings, and the posture of Ming Jiutian sitting directly backwards, rubbing a distance of several meters before stopping.

Ge Laozidi, this corpse Xingyun is really powerful.

This is only the first confrontation, and he almost made himself suffer a dark loss, and Ming Jiutian also looks like he has palpitations at the moment.

"You're good, I just don't know if you can stop the next one"

After the second battle, Corpse Xingyun opened his eyes, and he also looked at Ming Jiutian with a smile on his face.

"Just try it..."

Ming Jiutian also did not show weakness when he heard this, and after stabilizing his restless soul, he prepared to make another move.

Hearing Ming Jiutian's response, Corpse Xingyun nodded and closed his eyes again, only to see that on the basis of the existing three Corpse Clouds, five Corpse Clouds appeared again, so that the total was eight Corpse Clouds.

Seeing this scene, Ming Jiutian was stunned again, what are you kidding, the three are already difficult to deal with, and now the eight are superimposed together, so there is no need to fight at all.

At this moment, the eight corpse clouds joined forces and instantly appeared in mid-air, a halberd composed of soul power, which was more than ten meters long.

Although it was a soul body, Ming Jiutian did not doubt the power of this soul halberd at all.

Feeling the bursts of soul fluctuations coming from the halberd, Ming Jiutian frowned.

Spelled...

Thinking of this, Ming Jiutian hurriedly mobilized all the soul power that could be concentrated, and turned into a soul war spear that was also more than ten meters long above his head, and it was also circling rapidly.

Almost at the same time, the two of them opened their eyes at the same time, and a spear and a halberd instantly roared towards each other, and the two majestic soul forces collided in the sky.

"Boom...".

Suddenly, a violent explosion occurred between the two of them, and all the land within a radius of 100 meters was cut away.

The earth kept trembling, and even the Broken Soul Mountain seemed to be trembling, and the shattered soul fragments instantly swept away into the distance with the storm generated by the collision.

The domineering soul storm directly swept Ming Jiutian out, and the corpse Xingyun on the other side was not comfortable, and the eight corpse Xingyun didn't say that people would turn over on their backs, and it would not be much better.

A moment later, the soul storm ended, and Ming Jiutian stood up from the ground, and at this moment, Ming Jiutian also suffered at least a dozen wounds all over his body.

"Concentrating the power of the eight souls still can't defeat you, it seems that you are really not simple, try my last trick again, the eight souls will be one..."

As soon as the four words of Eight Souls Gui One came out, Corpse Xingyun moved instantly, only to see seven of the figures merge towards the main soul of Corpse Xingyun one after another.

Suddenly, the body of the main soul of the corpse walking cloud began to swell, and it did not stop until it swelled to a height of more than ten meters, and the corpse walking cloud at this moment looked like a giant from ancient times.

Corpse Xingyun showed his strongest move of soul splitting technique, Eight Souls Returning to One, and the huge physique formed was several times stronger than before, like a law phase composed of soul power.

Seeing this posture, Ming Jiutian instantly understood, the eight souls of the corpse walking cloud are not as simple as adding up the eight souls, looking at the fluctuations, it is almost eight or sixty-four times.

Suddenly...

Corpse Xingyun shot out a huge trident, and immediately slashed towards the top of Ming Jiutian's head.

Ming Jiutian didn't have the slightest doubt that this blow would go down, splitting his soul body in half, it would be light.

At the critical juncture, Ming Jiutian could only sacrifice the Soul Mirror, but he didn't know if the Soul Mirror could help him block the blow of the corpse Xingyun.

The Spiritualist Mirror appeared in mid-air, shooting out a yellow light that hit the halberd that was slashed by the corpse clouds.

"When..."

It was supposed to be a collision of soul power, but I didn't expect the sound that came from it to be like a substance, and it really blocked the eight souls of the corpse.

Seeing this, Corpse Xingyun was also stunned, and the huge trident exerted its strength again, trying to suppress the light of the Soul Mirror.

When Ming Jiutian saw this scene, he hurriedly mobilized the little remaining soul power and injected it into the Soul Mirror.

With the blessing of Ming Jiutian's power, the Soul Mirror suddenly burst out with a strong brilliance again.

"Bang...".

In mid-air, there was another big explosion where the two forces met, and the huge trident disappeared.

The golden light continued to shoot out a very small point of light, directly hitting the position of the corpse walking cloud's chest.

Ming Jiutian's Soul Mirror was also blown out, and when the iron fell to the ground with a bang, Ming Jiutian, who had no strength in his body, couldn't help but collapse to the ground.

On the other side, the corpse Xingyun was also half-lying on the ground, and a fist-sized hole appeared in his chest where the golden light hit it.

It was clear that the blow from the Spiritualist Mirror had dealt a heavy blow to the Corpse Walk.

"That's it... I've been creating the Fa for so many years, but I didn't expect it to be defeated," the battered corpse Xingyun lowered his head and sighed.

At this time, Ming Jiutian got up from the ground with difficulty, and looked at the expression of the corpse Xingyun and knew that he must be in a bad mood at the moment.

After all, after so many years of hard work and specialization in the art of soul splitting, he was still defeated and lost to a junior of his, which is a little difficult to accept.

"I also rely on the power of magic weapons, and I can't win without martial arts..."

Ming Jiutian was also very modest, after all, he was able to defeat Corpse Xingyun at the last moment because of the power of the Soul Mirror.

"You are too modest, I still can't defeat a junior with the power of the Eight Souls, it's really embarrassing" Today's soul competition is really shocking for Corpse Xingyun.

"I don't know how powerful you were in your heyday, but my intuition tells me that your soul has been severely depleted, and you can't recover to your peak state in a short time, so I took advantage of this battle just now" Ming Jiutian is still very modest, although the competition is now going on and winning or losing is no longer the key.

"It's rare for young people to be not arrogant or impatient, I have a few things to give you, but I don't know if you dare to take it?"

Corpse Xingyun said with a mouth, took out a dark storage ring from his mouth, and threw it to Ming Jiutian.

After Ming Jiutian took over this storage ring, he entered a wisp of soul power, and opened it very simply.

It seems that this ring has not been blessed with seals, and when it is opened, there is nothing but three books.

Ming Jiutian picked up the first book, only to see three words written on it, and Ming Jiutian frowned when he saw these three words.

To put it bluntly, the chronicle is to record some major events that happened in life, and generally record some secrets, and it seems a little bad to look at other people's secrets in front of the subject, so I skipped it directly in the ninth day of tomorrow.