Chapter 181, captured
I was very unwilling in my heart, and at this time, I could only turn into a few vague syllables, and when death came, Ye Wugui's eyes were not resentful, but full of disbelief.
He still has a lot of means to use, there are still a lot of things that have not been completed, he hasn't said sorry to Ye Wuji, he still owes Ye Feikong a name, until the moment of death came, he was shocked to find that death was ...... It's so terrible.
Knowing that no matter what he was doing at this time, he couldn't change his ending, Ye Wugui smiled miserably, but he caused the injury and spurted out more blood, but he didn't care, how could a person who was about to give up his soul care about his scars?
"Devil...... Mind Eater! ”
Reciting the last four words silently in his heart, Ye Wugui's momentum instantly became lifeless, but it was extremely threatening, this sudden change made Ye Chenfeng about to devour Ye Wugui's hand, and he paused in mid-air.
Although Ye Wugui had no breath at all, under the induction of the heart demon vision, the Ye Wugui in front of him was glowing with endless vitality in another form.
It was as if two souls had appeared in a corpse, and only one of the two souls had the will, and the other seemed to be still asleep, which was extremely strange.
But at this time, Ye Chenfeng had already sensed that someone was approaching rapidly, and his speed was so fast that it didn't take half a pillar of incense to feel that this place was worth killing Ye Wugui again, so as not to increase the variables.
So this time, his nails pointed at Ye Wugui's heart again.
But at the same time as he raised his arm, Ye Wugui suddenly opened his eyes again, and two pitch-black ghost hands appeared from behind him, clawing towards Ye Chenfeng, and suddenly pinched his neck, and Ye Wugui's throat, which was constantly spurting blood, also stopped bleeding under the grasp of his arm.
Ye Chenfeng didn't think that this ghost hand was here to kill Ye Wugui, but he attacked again but was blocked by this ghost hand, and with the power of one punch, he couldn't shake this ghost hand in the slightest, but his whole body trembled, as if his soul shuddered under this blow.
"Soul attack?"
Ye Chenfeng didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly dodged the second attack of this ghost hand, and at the same time did not hesitate to use a killing move.
"A sword disturbs the storm."
The Star Scar Sword reappeared, and at the same time, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the layers of dark clouds were as if they had been stirred, showing a huge black vortex, and the center of the vortex corresponded to the tip of the sword pointing to the sky at this time.
Ye Wugui was not frightened by this kind of power, he seemed to have completely lost his feelings, his eyes were cold, and he calmly took out Ye Chenfeng's elixir and took it.
For the first time, Ye Chenfeng had a grudge against his own elixir, only to blame his demonized elixir for being so effective that Ye Wugui's injuries were about to heal completely!
At this time, regret is useless, Ye Wugui's state is very wrong, Ye Chenfeng can only kill it with all his strength, and the sword that disturbs the wind and clouds is cut down in an instant, and it is cut off together with the wind and clouds, and suddenly the surrounding aura is instantly furious, rolling up layers of clouds and waves straight towards Ye Wugui.
It's just that although this cloud wave is strong, it is not at all something that the Qi Condensing Cultivator can bear, but Ye Wugui is no longer himself, the second soul in his body is gradually awakening, although his cultivation has not changed, but his strength is improving strangely, although in the face of layers of wind and waves, he has no chance of winning now, but a large number of broken souls in his ghost sail before, as well as countless souls buried in the sea of trees for tens of thousands of years, seem to have heard some kind of summoning in the dark, and they have reappeared in the world, forming a torrent of unjust souls.
The soul was formless and substantial, directly penetrating the layers of clouds and waves, reaching Ye Wugui's side first, constantly surrounding his body, and gradually forming layers of soul whirlwinds, isolating Ye Wugui from the wind and waves.
Those resentful spirits were densely packed together with each other, and I don't know what changes had occurred, so that from a distance, people looked like a raging fire, constantly swaying in the frenzy of spiritual energy, but it was never extinguished.
Ye Chenfeng's sword, although it could disturb the changes of wind and clouds, could not affect Ye Wugui, who had completely lost his mind and was like a walking corpse within the black flame.
What surprised Ye Chenfeng the most was that this seemingly fragile ghost qi actually blocked all the whistling wind and waves!
The Monk Tsukiji got closer.
Although Ye Chenfeng's eyes hadn't seen him yet, he could more and more clearly sense the excitement in the heart of this foundation building monk.
It's a dangerous feeling, because it's not simple, the excitement of discovering your prey, but the excitement of being able to kill.
Ye Chenfeng was sure that among the foundation building cultivators, this person was also very dangerous......
The wind and clouds that were disturbed by Ye Chenfeng's sword had already dispersed most of them at this time, although they had also defeated most of the unjust souls, but the number of remaining unjust souls was still very considerable, and those unjust souls that were scattered by the wind and clouds, because they had no substance, quickly condensed again, forming layers of black mist to envelop Ye Wugui, as if they were guarding, and as if they were waiting for something.
A trace of cold sweat appeared on Ye Chenfeng's forehead, this move "One Sword Disturbs the Wind and Cloud" was his sword move that initially touched the sword intent, using the cultivation of the condensation period to urge the aura, and with the assistance of huge demonic thoughts, he attracted the aura of heaven and earth, and even touched the ethereal sword intent.
Although the sword intent was not perfectly reflected when it was cast this time, it could be said that it was the strongest sword move he could use now.
Such a sword move couldn't break through that layer of ghost qi, and he couldn't withstand the soul attack of those ghost hands, Ye Chenfeng really didn't know what to do with him.
Did he need to tear apart Ye Wugui's body before the ghost hand crushed his soul?
Ye Chenfeng didn't dare to take this risk, the real Ye Chenfeng's soul had already dissipated, and his body was like a rootless duckweed, unable to withstand a little soul level wind and waves.
Ye Wugui, who had already lost consciousness, did not stop because of the calm in front of him.
All his actions are like beasts that follow instinct, and the large number of unjust souls that are constantly wandering around him are his food.
As he took a big breath, these unjust souls seemed to feel something fearful, and quickly fled from Ye Wugui's side, but it was too late, his mouth had already turned into a soul abyss, constantly devouring all the spirits around him.
In the blink of an eye, all the spirit bodies within a radius of a hundred miles were devoured, and the pair of ghost hands behind him also doubled in strength because they devoured a large number of soul bodies, and between the expansions, the size continued to increase, not only the hands were very solid, but even the head and torso appeared, and finally the one who appeared in front of Ye Chenfeng completely was simply a towering giant.
In front of this giant, Ye Chenfeng was the size of a mouse, and the Star Trace Sword in his hand was ridiculously like a toothpick, and it could not pose any threat to the soul giant at all.
It seemed that Ye Chenfeng had no choice but to flee for him, but he could feel that the foundation building monk who was chasing him could appear at any time.
He even sensed that the Tsukiji Monk was hiding nearby at this time, and the reason why he didn't show up was obviously to see the final result of the duel between the two of them.
And once the results come out, no matter whether he wins or loses, Ye Chenfeng, who is violently consumed, seems to be unable to avoid the fate of being captured by life.
(End of chapter)