The spiritual power of the whole body was rampant, extremely disordered, not controlled by Xue Qinghan at all, and his breath continued to leak out, making his breath quickly wilt, which was really a terrible situation.

Moreover, Xue Qinghan felt that this force that invaded his body was constantly eroding his body, causing some subtle changes. And, over time, this change is rapidly spreading throughout the body.

Although Xue Qinghan still didn't understand the impact of this change, he was sure that going on like this would only make his condition worse, and only this Xue Qinghan was certain.

And seeing the condition of Xue Qinghan's body, the figure suspended in mid-air nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, yes, although it is just a mortal fetus in the flesh, but it seems that there are some chances, the body has been transformed, the foundation is very solid, and the adaptability to the power of the deity is very strong, it seems that it will be very suitable for the deity, hahaha, it is really heaven that will not kill me!"

This guy actually planned to directly erode Xue Qinghan's body with magic power, forcibly transform it, and turn it into a body that fits him, so as to facilitate his own entry into the master and minimize the backlash.

After all, it is inevitable that the act of giving up will hurt the peace of the heavens, and it is inevitable that they will suffer backlash, and besides, the bodies of others are naturally the soul marks of others, and they will instinctively reject the souls of outsiders.

And now, this guy is planning to forcibly erode and transform Xue Qinghan's body before he enters the master, erase the connection between Xue Qinghan's soul and body, and even want to forcibly erase the origin mark left in the body.

Supporting his body with a sword, Xue Qinghan stared at the front, and there was an extremely sharp sword in his eyes faintly converging, and when he had no choice but to do so, he might really have to choose to fight hard.

There was a clear sound of sword roaring from the body, faint but like the Great Dao Xuanyin that opened the world, with unspeakable mystery, and the power to stir the soul.

If you want to say what the strongest means that Xue Qinghan can use now, it can only be with the help of the power of that sword path seal. However, Xue Qinghan really didn't dare to use such power easily, after all, it was really possible to kill the enemy and bury himself at the same time, and he couldn't really control the power.

The swordsman, the murder weapon also. The sword has two edges, but it doesn't just hurt the enemy's things, one that is not used properly, but does not mind drinking the blood of the person who wields the sword.

The power possessed by the Sword Dao Seal is naturally an object with the ultimate destructive power, after all, the purpose of the sword is only to destroy, not to protect people like a shield. What's more, for Xue Qinghan, this sword path seal is a foreign object after all, not his own property, and when he borrows his power, he will inevitably be eaten by his power.

So far, Xue Qinghan has only used it once, and that was when he was still in the Dao God Realm, attracting a trace of the power of the Sword Dao Seal, and the sword that he slashed out almost directly destroyed an existence in the Dao Palace Realm, and crossed a large realm.

Of course, that time, he himself almost suspected that he would die from being devoured by the sword qi like that, and his injuries were so serious that he was near death.

The reason why Xue Qinghan didn't dare to borrow the power of the Sword Dao Seal was that in the current situation, even if he was not killed by the sword qi, there was a great possibility of dying, and he was now alone in the ruins of unknown conditions.

It's just that if he doesn't use this power, he will die soon, and he has no choice.

Gritting his teeth, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes, and Xue Qinghan's spirit communicated with the seal that was sleeping in the Source Realm.

And at the moment when the sound of the sword roared in Xue Qinghan's heart, the chaotic and violent power in his body immediately settled down, and that feeling was like a commoner facing a supreme king, and he chose to surrender without a trace of hesitation, showing a meek and respectful attitude.

Xue Qinghan raised his eyes, a dangerous light flashed in his pupils, and slowly raised his palm.

Maybe he felt something, when the surging breath on Xue Qinghan's body suddenly calmed down, the Buddha shadow standing in the void stared at Xue Qinghan with a pair of blood-colored eyes, and the meaning of vigilance could be clearly seen in it, and there was no more casual and banter just now.

The Easy Sword trembled, emitting a faint but impossible to ignore light, just a slender sword light, but it seemed that the space could not withstand its power, and this was just a prelude.

Just when Xue Qinghan wanted to really attract the power in the sword path seal and make a desperate fight, he suddenly stopped the movement in his hand, maintained the posture of raising the long sword, froze in place, and frowned deeply.

"It's just a wisp of remnant soul, it makes you so embarrassed, it's the person chosen by this king, what kind of body is so ugly, is the person who can be chosen by this king such a stupid person?"

A voice that couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, or even a person who couldn't tell the approximate age, sounded without warning in Xue Qinghan's heart, and in that indifferent voice, there was an undisguised disdain. But I inexplicably felt that the other party was not deliberately mocking, but felt that it was just so from the bottom of my heart. Moreover, hearing this voice, it is clear that he can't even distinguish the gender, but Xue Qinghan has a feeling of facing the emperor who looks down on all the spirits.

The sudden sound made Dexue Qinghan can't help but stop the movements in his hand, and his heart shook, but it was not to the point of being unacceptable, after all, there had been signs before, even if he couldn't be clearly sure, he vaguely knew that there was a foreign object from someone else on him at some point.

This was an existence that once made him uneasy, but he never reacted in the slightest, and it should even be said that it helped him, which made him feel a little relieved.

Xue Qinghan didn't speak, since the other party opened his mouth at this time, he thought he would point out a clear path for Xue Qinghan, if he could, Xue Qinghan naturally didn't want to take the kind of life and death, gambling on luck, not to mention that even if he won the bet, he would have to pay a painful price.

It's just that the voice fell silent again at this time, and there was no follow-up, which made Dexue Qinghan a little helpless, this guy must be a guy with a terrible personality, he asserted in his heart.

"Pretending to be a ghost, the deity is tired of it, so it will completely wipe out your soul!"

In mid-air, the blood-colored demon pupil of the Buddha shadow stared at Xue Qinghan, who suddenly froze in place and did not move, perhaps feeling the slightest uneasiness, and said in a cold voice, he wanted to kill Xue Qinghan directly, and the light of the Buddha and demon on his body soared at the same time, and the holy and gloomy tyrannical aura surged at the same time.

With its body as the boundary, one side of the golden light is shining, and the general blood light is soaring to the sky, the two are blended, and a huge palm print that covers the sky and the sun is condensed and born, engraved with endless avenue lines, with majestic and vast coercion, causing the space to be distorted to a degree visible to the naked eye.

Xue Qinghan felt the terrifying coercion condensed in the sky, it was a level of power that was completely beyond the scope of his own strength, but that voice never appeared again.

In this case, it is better for you to keep your mouth shut from beginning to end, Xue Qinghan couldn't help but think so, giving people hope, and then making them desperate, but it is more torturous than facing despair from beginning to end.

Just when Xue Qinghan thought that it was almost time to give up, planning to induce the power of the Sword Dao Seal regardless of it, that voice sounded belatedly again.

"It's hopelessly stupid!"

The corners of Xue Qinghan's mouth twitched, and he had an urge to scold.

"Didn't this king say, it's just a wisp of a weak remnant soul like an ant, you who are pregnant with the karmic fire red lotus, are so embarrassed, it really makes the karmic fire red lotus shameful, it is the existence of a special restraint soul. Stupid!"

"Karmic Fire Red Lotus?"

Xue Qinghan was stunned for a moment, can the karmic fire red lotus restrain the guy in front of him?

It's a long story, but in fact, all this is just a thought of Xue Qinghan, and it's just a moment.

The sense of crisis above his head became stronger and stronger, seeing that the palm print that covered the sky and the sun was about to be suppressed, and after that voice said twice, the word remnant soul seemed to be emphasized, when Xue Qinghan felt the power again, he clearly felt the majestic and vast power of the divine soul in the palm print, although he felt some before, but he just thought that it was the other party's divine soul attack against him, wanting to destroy his soul, leaving the flesh deliberately, and he didn't think that it was actually the true face of the other party's power.

Gritting his teeth, Xue Qinghan chose to believe what the unknown voice said, and gave up the power to trigger the sword path seal, but instead communicated with the gorgeous lotus flower that was surrounded by magnificent red flames above the Dao Sea in the Source Realm.

There was a flame lotus phantom blooming in his eyes, and a faint red lotus mark appeared on Xue Qinghan's forehead, and the wisps of red flames swirled, without emitting a blazing temperature, and even the flame gave people a sense of unreality and unreality.

As Xue Qinghan's mind moved, wisps of blood-colored flame spirit snakes swam, wrapping around Xue Qinghan's right hand, and finally condensed a flame sword in front of his palm.

"Go!"

Xue Qinghan waved his palm lightly, and suddenly, the Flame Divine Sword broke through the air and flew out directly, going against the sky.

The palm print of the shining light of the Buddha and the demon pressed down, as if the sky was overturned, and the sky fell. In comparison, the Flame Divine Sword that Xue Qinghan condensed was only about three feet, which really seemed small and insignificant, giving people the feeling that the two were not at the same level of power at all.

But the next moment, I saw that the palm print and the flame sword collided together, there was no earth-shattering aftermath, and the flame sword did not collapse under the palm print, but as if it met the flame of oil, it suddenly burned violently, and the fire skyrocketed, wrapping the entire palm print in it in an instant.

"How... What's going on? What kind of flame is this? It burns the soul directly... How is this possible... The power of the divine soul of the deity could be incinerated so easily, impossible, this is impossible, what the hell have you done!"