Chapter 984: A Tight Mantra Without Hoops

After figuring out the principle, the six Xuandan Realm, plus one late stage cultivator of the Ning Yuan Realm, immediately surrounded Liu Lang in the middle, each occupying a position, and the distance between the two was widened.

If Liu Lang uses the net again, he will be able to net one person at most.

Although Liu Lang was surrounded in the middle, neither Huo Xuan, nor Luo Tao, nor Dai Jinhong made a move, because everyone understood that at this time, whoever was the first to make a move, Liu Lang would definitely use that net to greet whom.

The spear shoots the first bird, the net, and the net is also the first bird.

Seeing the actions of these seven people, as well as the way of intrigue and cooperation, Liu Lang smiled, "Do you know what kind of place this is?"

"What kind of place is this?" Liu Lang reminded several people in unison. Because, they feel that the aura in this place right now is too abundant, even if it is the Infinite Sect, the Infinite Sect, the kind of super large sect, the place where the sect is established, there are no such good conditions, if they can cultivate here for a long time and ascend to the heavenly realm, it will no longer be a dream.

Under the gaze of the seven, Liu Lang replied: "This is my territory!"

"Your territory?"

"I'm in charge of my territory!" Liu Lang's mind moved, and he put away the net, and at the same time, there was a black and shiny steel whip in his hand.

It was the soul whip that King Yama gave him some time ago.

The soul whip specializes in beating the soul and is the nemesis of the soul body's life, and for the physical beings, the soul whip is also effective, after all, it is the soul that dominates people's actions.

If the spirit is scattered, it will inevitably become a walking corpse.

Seeing Liu Lang put away the net and took out the whip, Huo Xuan and the others all subconsciously stepped back, and the encirclement was enlarged in an instant. This is mainly because the previous nets have left a great psychological shadow on them, so that they are also afraid of the unknown new weapon.

"Does it work if you retreat?"

Liu Lang laughed, his body suddenly disappeared in place, and the next moment, he appeared directly behind Huo Xuan, raised the soul whip, and shone at Huo Xuan's head.

"Be careful!"

In the Heavenless Saint Monument, Liu Lang was the supreme master, his speed was unimaginable, and when the other six people reminded him, the soul whip had already been cut to Huo Xuan's head.

Huo Xuan is the highest cultivation among these people, although he has been injured and his combat power has been damaged, but his cultivation is there, and Liu Lang naturally wants to start with Huo Xuan.

"Master!" Several other people were from the Qingguang Sect, only Dai Jinhong was from the Feishamen, and when he saw Huo Xuan's head being hit, his eyes suddenly darkened.

The net was in front of him, making him subconsciously think that the soul whip in Liu Lang's hand was very powerful, and this time, it might open Huo Xuan's head.

But in fact, the soul whip did not cause any external injuries to Huo Xuan.

Seeing this, the other six people were stunned.

Huo Xuan, who was hit, was also stunned, and immediately held his head and wailed in pain, and the soul whip only hit the soul, and only one moment made Huo Xuan have a splitting headache and his spirit withered.

"Do it!" Dai Jinhong and Luo Tao glanced at each other, the two gritted their teeth, and attacked Liu Lang at the same time, and the other four people immediately followed.

Although I don't understand what happened just now, according to this trend, let Liu Lang make a move, they will definitely be broken one by one, after all, Liu Lang's speed is already so fast that it is almost as fast as teleportation, and no one can dodge it.

Perhaps, only by shooting together can there be a glimmer of life.

But in fact, they still think too much.

In this Heavenless Sacred Monument, if he can be injured, Liu Lang will not have to live.

After the body suddenly disappeared in place, in the blink of an eye, Liu Lang appeared outside the encirclement, and then, he picked up the soul whip, like beating a drum, and smashed it violently.

In an instant, the remaining six people all fell to the ground.

"Rub, this one is smashed!" Several other people were holding their heads and wailing in pain, only the cultivator in the late stage of the Ning Yuan Realm was silent, and Liu Lang checked it only to find that the person's spirit had been completely dispersed.

In other words, he has become a vegetative person completely.

This is also the result of Liu Lang's deliberate control of strength.

From this point of view, the power of this soul whip is really not small, but it is a pity that outside the Heaven Saint Monument, Liu Lang wants to be so easy to beat a person who is a big realm higher than his own cultivation, it is completely a fool's dream, and if he cultivates the same, he does not need to beat the soul whip.

"Good thing there are six left!"

Although there was a little accident, it did not affect the overall situation, Liu Lang took out the pile of jade plates given to him by Xu Yuan's teacher and Yu Fengling from the Dragon Ball, and turned out the one engraved with the hoop spell from it.

The reason why Liu Lang used the Soul Whip to whip Huo Xuan and the others was like wanting to weaken their spiritual power to a weaker point than himself, so that they could use the Tightening Spell.

As long as the spell can work, then Huo Xuan and the others will evacuate and become his puppets.

Of course, after the divine soul was damaged, it was impossible for Huo Xuan and the others to exert their original strength, after all, actions were governed by spiritual power.

However, it doesn't matter.

Liu Lang didn't let Huo Xuan and the others go to war, as long as he could control these people, let them return to their own sect, and lead his disciples to return to the Fuyun Sect.

According to the description in the jade plaque, Liu Lang started from Huo Xuan, and planted spiritual imprints in his sea of knowledge, Huo Xuan deserved to be the master of the Great Perfection of the Xuandan Realm, although he was beaten with a soul whip, but the strength of his spiritual power still surpassed Liu Lang, so the first time he planted the spiritual imprint, he did not succeed.

Liu Lang could only hold the soul whip and continue to knock Huo Xuan's head. However, Liu Lang was afraid that he would attack too hard and beat Huo Xuan directly into a vegetative state, so his power control was very small.

Hit it and try to use the Tightening Charm once.

The hard work pays off, after the fifteenth stroke, Huo Xuan's spiritual imprint in the sea was finally successfully planted, Liu Lang felt that there was a spiritual connection between himself and Huo Xuan, just like the soul contract signed with Bai Qi, as long as he wanted to, the soul imprint in Huo Xuan's mind would immediately play a role, so that Huo Xuan could not survive or die.

As concocted, after a beating, the remaining five Xuandan Realm cultivators, including Luo Tao and Dai Jinhong, were all subjected to a tightening spell by Liu Lang.

"What did you do to us?" Although the spirit of being whipped by the soul was sluggish, but the consciousness was still sober, Huo Xuan and the others, who had regained their spirits, looked at Liu Lang with complicated eyes and said.

"Have you heard of the Tight Mantra?" asked Liu Lang.

"Tight spell?" "Journey to the West" is also a household name in the cultivation world, how could Huo Xuan and others not know. However, they touched their heads, and there was no golden hoop.

"Let you experience the mantra of tightening without hoops. As soon as Liu Lang's mind moved, Huo Xuan and the others knew the spiritual imprint in the sea and immediately played a role.

The screams in the Heavenless Saint Monument came and went one after another.