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Wang Ziling is finally dead, Xiao Ziyang is about to embark on a new journey, and the volume of "Ghost Cultivation and Soul Snatching" is about to end.

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Wang Ziling was shocked and angry. He immediately recognized this pair of famous flying swords that fell into Xiao Ziyang's hands, and at the same time, he also knew that to control this shadowless sword, he needed the divine sense of the middle stage of Jindan, "Could it be ......?"

"That Xiao Ziyang has been able to attack him with a magic weapon, but he has not appeared within the scope of his divine thoughts, which undoubtedly shows that the other party has a more powerful divine mind than him. Thinking of this, Wang Ziling couldn't help but regret a little, he shouldn't have given this person a chance to launch this damn formation. Now he was pressed and beaten by a foundation building monk and had no power to fight back, which made him embarrassed.

Although Wang Ziling was angry, she did not panic, and although she was at a disadvantage, she was confident that the final victory would definitely belong to her.

Not to mention a True Dan monk, even if it is a fake Dan monk who has no magic weapon and has become a nine-rank Dan, unless in some extremely extreme circumstances, he will never lose to a monk who is the most powerful foundation building Wangdan.

From the foundation to the golden pill, it is the ascension of the essence of life. Its improvement is greater than that from Qi training to foundation building. Whether it is Dan Yuan or the power of the natal spell, it is not something that the foundation building monk can imagine.

The shadowless flying sword that slashed at Wang Ziling's magic cover several times in a row made him furious, only to see him pinch a few strange magic decisions with one hand, and a terrifying mana fluctuation came out of Wang Ziling's body, even Xiao Ziyang, who was controlling this flying sword hundreds of zhang away, felt a palpitation.

Immediately afterwards, with a loud bang, a cold air mixed with countless dark blue ice slags erupted from Wang Ziling's body with great ferocity.

In an instant, within a hundred zhang of Wang Ziling's surroundings, the dense fog that could not even be dispelled by spells disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Ziyang's shadowless twin swords were violently blown away, flying straight out of the air, almost out of control, and Wang Ziling's own dark gold shield also fell heavily to the ground after flying out for nearly ten miles. Only the Violet Blue Smoke Sword, which was in line with his heart, remained unharmed in the air.

Directly below Wang Ziling, in a deep pit three zhang deep and nearly twenty zhang square, the soil was mixed with ice slag, exuding a trace of coldness.

When Xiao Ziyang saw this scene, a disdainful sneer appeared on his face. He used the spirit armor technique to protect his body, and against the astonishing cold, he stretched out his finger and lightly touched the three spirit swords that had already been prepared in front of him.

A spirit sword that hovered in front of Xiao Ziyang suddenly burst out with amazing power, disappeared in front of Xiao Ziyang, and appeared in front of Wang Ziling only a few feet in the next moment.

Sensing the powerful power of this spell, Wang Ziling couldn't help but be terrified. Because he clearly felt that the power of this strange fast spell had surpassed that of a real inferior magic weapon, making him even seem to smell the breath of death.

He knew that in the face of this incredible spell, even if his best dark gold spirit shield could be split in half in an instant, and the remaining power of the spell was enough to cut him in half. At this time, the only thing he could rely on was the Violet Blue Smoke Sword.

Xiao Ziyang had a lot of calculations and prepared a lot of back-ups, just to lead him to cast his natal spell. But I didn't expect this person to be so arrogant and careless, just to use this life-saving method for the sake of a moment of anger. This made his evaluation of Wang Ziling a little lower.

The natal spell of the Jindan monk is extremely powerful, and the casting speed is extremely fast. It is the method of saving the life of the Jindan monks. However, after the natal spell is cast, it needs a short breath gap. This gap is very short, but it is only a breath or two. But this time was enough for Xiao Ziyang to turn the three spirit swords into a terrifying purple jade splitting mountain slash and release it.

According to Xiao Ziyang's plan, he first used the first Splitting Mountain Slash to draw out his natal spell, and then took advantage of the gap between his recovery to use the other two Splitting Mountain Slashes to destroy his half-finished magic weapon.

And after that, he also prepared a big meal to deal with Wang Ziling, who was seriously injured because the magic weapon was destroyed. Now it seems that his well-prepared meal is a bit redundant.

As soon as the first Split Mountain Slash flew out, he stretched out his finger and pointed at the other two spirit swords without stopping.

The three huge purple half-moons that exuded a terrifying power were almost the first to be connected and slashed at the violet blue smoke sword that was forcibly urged by Wang Ziling and skyrocketed to three zhang long and four feet wide.

Every time the magic weapon was slashed, Wang Ziling trembled violently. Connecting with the monk's mind is the greatest advantage of the magic weapon, but it is also the biggest disadvantage.

Artifacts can give up part of their strength for power. But the magic weapon is absolutely not.

At this time, Wang Ziling's unfinished violet blue smoke sword was like a strong man who had not yet put on armor. Although it is powerful, its own protection is not as good as that of a normal magic weapon.

With the strong slash of the second Split Mountain Slash, the Violet Blue Smoke Sword broke in response.

With the rupture of the magic weapon, thick blood spurted out from Wang Ziling's seven orifices at the same time. By the time the third Split Mountain Slash swept across his chest, he was defenseless to dodge.

The purple blade sliced through his talisman shield like tofu, cutting him in two pieces. Wang Ziling let out a frightened roar of disbelief in his mouth.

His dantian suddenly exploded, a turquoise, thumb-sized, glowing jade pill. Shoot towards the south.

This is Wang Ziling's divine soul to control the golden pill, wanting to take advantage of the mist released by the "Eight Gates Locked Soul Slaughtering God Array" to be blasted by his natal spell, and he has not yet fled again.

At this moment, more than ten zhang behind him, the ground suddenly cracked, and a banner as black as jade suddenly broke through the ground. A pink smoke shot out from the surface of the flag, enveloping the golden pill in it.

Wang Ziling's soul, which was hiding in the golden pill, was shocked when he saw this flag.

Under his fright, his spirit was scattered, and even Jin Dan, who was fleeing away, was two percent slower. He recognized this banner as the famous magic weapon in the cultivation realm, the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul Devouring Banner.

The threshold for refining this kind of magic weapon is extremely low, as long as you know the method of refining the Dao, a foundation building monk with a little experience in refining weapons can refine it. After the magic weapon was first formed, the power was extremely low, and it was only equivalent to a medium-grade magic weapon.

But this magic weapon can create a great reputation, naturally it has its advantages, and the evil and terrifying thing about this magic weapon is that it can enhance its power by devouring souls.

After devouring the souls of hundreds of mortals, this banner will be able to have the power of a high-grade magic weapon. When it devours the souls of thousands of people, it has the power of a superb magic weapon. If this banner can devour the souls of thousands of people, even ordinary Jindan monks will flee from the wind.

Wang Ziling felt the powerful divine soul of his Jindan stage, and trembled violently at the pink demonic mist that rolled in, like a natural enemy. He knew that this magic flag was a veritable "Ten Thousand Ghosts" soul devouring flag.

When the pink demonic mist swept through the golden pill, Wang Ziling's divine soul let out a silent and desperate scream. But this terrible scream, which only the divine mind could perceive, lasted only for a moment before it came to an abrupt end.

A promising Jindan monk has fallen.