The soul attack is invisible and substantial, and the caster can't see it, and he controls the soul power with his mind to directly attack the enemy's soul, severely injuring the soul and even annihilating it, killing people invisibly, and the mystery is abnormal.

However, if the soul is weak, casting secret techniques to attack the soul strong can often only make the other party feel uncomfortable and affect some judgment.

Even so, surprises can often be accomplished. The premise is that the gap between the strength of the souls of the two sides cannot be too great.

It's like the soul handprint cast by Yun Zhen Dao Chang just now and slapped the back of people's heads, cheering like thunder, looking very bullish, but it was a showcase. The control is more than flexible, and the power of the slap bullies the weak soul. It's like tickling Shui Lingyun, there's no.

At this time, the soul attack cast by the dust monk was different. Although it is invisible, the momentum in the darkness is very powerful.

"Brother Shui, I'm offended. The dust saluted Shui Lingyun with one hand. His eyes narrowed, and under the control of his mind, the pitch-black wooden stick condensed by his soul power swished, and smashed his head into his head.

Looking at Shui Lingyun again, it was not at all like facing Yun Zhendao, at this time, his face was serious, his eyes were half-squinted, and he was staring at the dust tightly. Unleash your own consciousness and prepare for the posture of defending with all your might.

There is no room for contempt, he and Lichen are both great masters, and the strength of their souls is not far apart. The soul attack performed by the monk is different from the kind of showmanship of Yun Zhen Dao, if he is careless, he will have to suffer a small loss.

Soul injuries are different from physical injuries, and it is difficult to recover. Either there is a natural treasure to repair the soul, or it can only be repaired by time itself. The old man understands himself, how can he take it lightly?

Hearing the monk's reminder, he stared and looked up at the top of his head. Someone saw that the pitch-black wooden stick suddenly fell with the momentum of a stick smashing into the clouds. The old man's hair flew and he suffered the blow.

The black rod went directly into his mind, and suddenly, Shui Lingyun's face turned pale for a moment, and he regained his ruddy color in an instant, and his appearance was no longer hindered.

"Hehe, both masters are good means. Shui Lingyun stroked his beard and chuckled, with this white beard and white hair, it really has the meaning of a fairy wind bone.

Hearing this, everyone present nodded yes, but their hearts were like a mirror, the monk really has the means, and this Taoist priest needs to be discussed.

"Amitabha. Brother Shui praised it falsely. The monk bowed with one hand and recited the Buddha's name. handed the sandalwood box in his hand to Shui Lingyun: "Brother Shui, take the soul-nourishing leaves, I'll come again later, and experience the wonder of this treasure, so that everyone present can know." ”

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. Yun Zhendao shook the dust, and his face was full of seriousness: "Yes, please offer water." Since the two of us have agreed to worship Wu, it must be done beautifully, and there are nine people behind us, so don't delay the auction!"

The old man spoke beautifully, and his face looked like he was thinking about the auction house. But this fang's eyes kept glancing at the old man. The side face is written with bad intentions, and its meaning is self-evident.

"Hehe, good. Shui Lingyun smiled, and there was some meaning in his eyes. The old man is old and fine, how can he not know this dirty?

In response, he already held the soul nourishing leaves in his hand, and not long after this treasure was acquired, there was a warm and cool feeling that struck him, making the soul feel refreshed for a while, and some discomfort quickly dissipated.

The old man's face was full of surprise, and he couldn't help but admire: "Okay! This treasure is really miraculous, and after receiving a blow from the master, although the old man's soul is not injured, it is also trembling." As soon as I held this treasure, I immediately calmed down, and the soul-nourishing leaves really lived up to its name, it was a strange treasure. ”

Turning his eyes to look at the monk and the Taoist priest: "Two masters, come and attack the old man again." This treasure is in hand, not afraid of the two masters, let the horse come. ”

Shui Lingyun was steady, but when he said this, he was in his robe, pointing at the monks and Taoist priests in front of him, and his momentum was amazing, as if he had declared war.

Seeing this scene, and what the water seniors said, many warriors were in high spirits, and they vowed to see how magical the leaves were.

"Water offerings, look at the moves. The old man put on a posture to declare war, Yun Zhendao was not afraid, although the power of the attack was insufficient, but he couldn't lose the momentum, and immediately jumped out and shouted loudly through the hall.

The dust shook, the words were in his mouth, and the palm of his soul power condensed reappeared.

It's an old routine, the mind manipulates the soul power palm to slap the back of the old man's head, and before he gets close, the leaves of the soul nourishing tree flicker, and the slap collapses on its own. Everyone present could not see it, but the auctioneer could see it clearly.

The result can be imagined, with the soul-nourishing leaves in hand, Shui Lingyun has no. This time, he didn't raise his eyebrows, and smiled at the old man. He looked down at the soul tree leaf in his hand, and his face was full of sighs.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding warriors glanced at someone with a sigh on their faces. This guy knows that the power is not enough, so the voice is coming, and it is useless to roar so loudly.

Yun Zhen Dao Chief, who is also a person? He noticed that the gaze from the surrounding glance was not good. I was very disdainful in my heart, and I was really lonely.

Ignoring this group of ignorant people, he looked at the soul-nourishing leaves, and his mouth trembled: "Tut-tut, the soul-nourishing leaves are really a good baby." ”

Blinking his eyes at Monk Chen, he shook the dust: "The master's attack is strong, come and try it, don't let the senior water be too arrogant and proud." ”

Hearing this, and seeing that Lao Dao's face was full of seriousness, and he looked like he was serious about business, Wu Shentian and Yu Linghu couldn't help but pout. You look serious and serious, and you must not be holding back your farts in your heart.

Monk Lichen is a master, how can he not know that this fang wants to see his own jokes? There is no joy or anger on his face, and he looks at Shui Lingyun with a bald head: "Brother Shui, the poor monk has begun, even if you have the support of this treasure, don't be careless." Be careful to make a ship of ten thousand years. ”

"Thank you, Master, for the reminder, just let the horses come. Shui Lingyun smiled at Chen. Holding the soul tree leaves in his hand, the confidence is a lot.

"Brother Shui, I'm offended. As soon as the words fell, the skin of Lichen's mouth trembled slightly, but after a few breaths, the monk's stick condensed by soul power smashed towards Shui Lingyun.

Before he could get to his body, the soul-nourishing leaves in the old man's hand flickered again without a trace, although the soul power monk's stick did not collapse, but it turned into a faint phantom, and its power was weakened by at least seven or eight percent, Shui Lingyun took a blow, but his brows were slightly furrowed, and there was no. Looking at the object in his hand, his eyes were shining.

"Whoa. Seeing that Shui Lingyun's face was completely different, a cry rang out everywhere_

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. Oh, this treasure is really extraordinary, and it is rare in the world. Even the master couldn't help it. Yun Zhendao shook the dust for a long time, smiled very happily, and his voice was particularly loud.

By praising the lot, he did not forget to lose a handful of dust monks. Explain your point to the crowd, 'See, this bald donkey is about the same as me'.

Hearing this, Monk Lichen thought that this guy was farting. It is said that the family is compassionate, and there is no desire in the heart. But the master is not a Buddha, and his eyes flashed, 'Bull's nose, let's see'.

And Yu Linghu has become a senior of the grandmaster, and he has a deep feeling in his heart. No matter how time changes, you are still so filthy, and dogs can't change their.

Boss Wu looked at this fang, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, you must know that you must not be too complacent in everything, be careful to be happy and sad, and regret it later.

Yun Zhen Dao Chang was very proud, Shui Lingyun looked at this guy, the meaning of a mouse feces flashed in his eyes, and put the soul tree leaves into the sandalwood box.

Lichen saluted him with one hand, but he didn't forget his business, and he didn't pay attention to Yun Zhen's fang, and went straight to the Qingling Dao Chief.

Yun Zhendao Chang followed closely, and when he saw that his uncle's face was not very good, the smugness on his face immediately retracted and became serious.

"Amitabha. Qingling Dao Chief, in order not to delay the auction below, let's start directly. The Taoist leader must be prepared, and must not be careless. The dust monk saluted with one hand.

Hearing this, Qingling Dao Chang shook the dust, chuckled and nodded: "Haha, thank you for the reminder, just do it." ”

Lichen turned his eyes to look at Yun Zhen and said, "Dao Chief, you or me first." ”

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, since I came first. "Yun Zhendao shook the dust for a long time. looked at Qingling Daoist: "Uncle Shi, I have offended a lot." ”

"Uncle Shi, look at the move. After speaking, the Taoist chief did not delay, the dust shook, the roar was like thunder, and the soul slap was actually slapped towards the back of his uncle's head.

Qingling Dao Elder Tongwang is also a great grandmaster, but his soul is much stronger than Yun Zhen Dao Chief. It is conceivable that after receiving a slap, his brows furrowed, there was no, and he looked at someone meaningfully.

Everyone around looked at Yun Zhen Dao Chang, his eyes were full of vain fame, every time it was light thunder and no rain, this fang was not enough.

"Qingling Dao Chief, offended. The Taoist chief stopped, and the dust monk confessed, the sleeves of his robe waved, and his mouth trembled slightly, which was also a secret technique.

The monk's stick slammed into his head. The Qingling Dao Chief, who was hit hard, was like the old man Shui, his face turned pale and he was already fine.

Compassion is not to say, not to make a big fuss, the strength is even less than the master, this is the master, everyone only feels that the two masters stand together, the monk is like a giant standing up to the sky, and the Taoist priest is like a dwarf shrinking his hands and feet. There is no comparison between the two.

Handing over the soul tree leaves to the hands of the Qingling Dao Chief, the soul attacks of Yun Zhen Dao Leader and Lichen Monk struck again, similar to the situation of Shui Lingyun, and easily took the soul attacks of the two. Looking at the soul tree leaves in his hand, the Qingling Dao Chief was also full of sighs.

Then, Monk Lichen and Daoist Yunzhen went to the other great masters one after another. As concocted, the souls of several great grandmasters are not weak, and they will take the soul attack of the two of them if they are a little prepared.

Feel the magic of the soul tree leaves, which not only nourish the soul, but also resist soul attacks. It is a treasure that cannot be found.

The two masters turned to the front of the innate martial artists, and the auctioneer also reminded the two masters to pay attention to proportions and show mercy to their subordinates.

Monk Lichen and Yun Zhendao acted according to their words, and they still concocted the same method. It's just that their respective soul attacks are a lot weaker.

One after another, several warriors also felt the magic of the soul leaves. If you don't take this treasure and hold it, there is a world of difference. The usually virtuous warrior has a thirst in his eyes, his face is full of sighs, and his mouth says that this thing is really a treasure that is difficult to find in the world.

In just a few minutes, only the strange old man was left among the ten people in the field, and the monk and the Taoist priest came closer, the Taoist priest smiled ill-willedly, and the master smiled meaningfully. And offstage, the fat dragon and thin tiger smiled very cheaply, and suddenly, the surrounding warriors looked at these two as if they were stupid.