Chapter 440 - It's Very Simple

Seeing the strength of the disciples of the Dai Rihui New Clan, there were still some confident clan gates before, and now I feel that some of them are unable to do so.

"Can't continue to delay, this ugly commodity with a big 0 book of wisdom, although it seems that it is easy to win, he must suffer a lot of damage, after all, the seven-colored soul breaking banner is not so right. “

"Bai Chai Mu, let's go. Joyoung Zong's disciples fought again. This time it's the men.

When Joyoung Zong's disciples came in, another voice came.

"Wait a minute, this time we changed the Thousand Gates!" an old man with red eyes suddenly opened his mouth and looked at the elder of the Nine Dragons Sect. His lips are very confident.

"Old man Sima, can you consider the saints of your soul?" The elders of the Joyoung clan were not angry. Instead, they asked politely.

"Of course, this time, we believe we can deal with him. Sima raised his hand slightly, and a white-haired man came out from behind him.

Almost all of the white-haired man's face was covered with hair, and even his eyes couldn't see through it.

However, he hated Qiu, who was quietly observing, but suddenly his heart was shocked, and his eyes were covered with the white-haired man like an idiot.

"Deep and deep spiritual power!" he complained of surprised exclamation and faint appreciation in his eyes.

This was the first time he had discovered that the spirit of the white-haired man was similar to that of a monk who had gone to heaven.

Sure enough, the moment the white-haired man walked onto the court, the ugly man who had never lived suddenly looked nervous.

"Soul repair?" two words appeared on the ugly man's lips.

Although it is not loud, many people have heard it.

In addition to sword cultivation, there are many special cultivators of spiritual cultivation in the world, such as blessing cultivation, Buddha cultivation, ghost cultivation, demon cultivation, etc. Among them, spiritual cultivation is the most mysterious one.

Soul cultivation is not good at fighting in the general sense, and in general, soul cultivation is not very melee, but if it is because of this demeaning soul cultivation, the opponent of the soul will suffer.

The most terrifying thing about soul repair is that it can unconsciously throw opponents into the world they have built instead of fantasy, but in a sense, it is a more real world than fantasy.

This mental and spiritual world can almost be false and real, and neither the general psychological instability, nor the weak consciousness of the disciple has any chance of detachment.

This ugly man wouldn't be afraid of spiritual repair if he was in full bloom, but now that his spiritual power had been devoured by nearly half of Zhang Xue's tricks, he wanted to compete with spiritual repair, worried about whether he had caught it or not.

We can only fight fast and fight fast with the power of the sword ball. The ugly man thought to himself, and then disappeared in front of the crowd.

Brush and brush!

In mid-air, shadows shrouded in swordsmanship appeared, and each of them looked like an ugly man. It's hard to perceive how different these people are from the divine mind.

Similarly, dozens of black sword balls around the soul pupil could launch a fierce attack at any time.

Zhou Qinglin was moved by the darkness, and his eyes became very serious, because it was difficult to tell which one made you win from his perception.

So the sword can still be used. Zhou Qinglin was as knowledgeable as some of Tian Jiannan's other disciples.

Just as an ugly man is about to launch a fierce offensive, the soul repair operation takes place.

Tricks!

To the surprise of the public, the spiritual cultivator showed almost exactly the same technique, and he also changed dozens of numbers, and the number continued to increase.

In less than three breaths, the separation of the soul pupils had widened to nearly two hundred.

The ugly man's mouth twitched profusely, he never thought that such a thing would happen.

Not only is it impossible to find the true body of the other party, but even you yourself may be hit by this soul repair. The ugly man did not dare to be careless, and his eyes remained alert to the movements around him.

Pale blue ripples rose from a certain space and then quickly spread thousands of feet into the surrounding space, enveloping all the ugly men.

Not good!

Remorse has arrived, and soul repair is no longer kept.

Consciousness begins to blur and the body is a little out of control.

But for a moment, the ugly man woke up. He wasn't completely unprepared.

Fortunately, almost reduced. The ugly man was completely focused and did not dare to check his coat at all, because if he accidentally spilled it, he could be taken into the mysterious world by this strange power.

His eyes were full of surprise in his hatred of Qiu, the separation in the eyes of one ugly man after another was constantly shattered, and a few steps did not show too much movement, and the trick of the ugly man was broken by this soul repair.

And, looking at this ugly man, he doesn't even seem to know what he's doing.

He looked around and saw that many people had not found this.

Hit 0 round, terrible soul repair!"You've lost!" Some faint voices echoed in the sky, and finally the scene was clear.

A white silver needle hung from the heart of an ugly man's eyebrows almost pierced, which was already the soul of the repairman of pity.

The three elders of the Sword Pavilion looked at this scene with gloomy faces. It was a bit annoying that it was intended to win three games only to end up winning anomalies. But the three elders also knew that it was not surprising to the ugly disciples of the Sword Pavilion, because the Broken Soul Colored Banner had consumed too much energy for him, and the soul repair was extremely difficult to deal with.

"Third grandson, it seems that the disciples of your Sword Pavilion are not so good, so they will fall down soon, really let this seat look at each other!"

Xu Haihuang naturally wouldn't miss such an opportunity to laugh at the Sword Pavilion, and the three elders of the Sword Pavilion suddenly became a little angry.

"Don't be proud of Xu Lao'er. If you have these skills, then let your Heavenly Sword Sect disciples go up and try them. ”

Emperor Xu Haihuang sneered and said, "Dead ducks are tough. Do you think that the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect are like your Kenge? Open your dog's eyes and take a good look at it. What does the soul show do with it?"

Turning around, Xu Haihuang said, "Let's go." ”

Ouyang Qian walked out from behind the crowd, nodded at her big 0 in Emperor Xu Hai, and flew directly to the soul repair.

After seeing the disciples of Tianjian Sect, a group of people let out a sound of surprise.

"It's still a feminine sword. And that's a good thing!"

He complained that Autumn's eyes had changed a little. Ouyang Qian's shadow left a deep impression on him, but he didn't know it very well.

He Binqiu knew that Ouyang Qianying was the fourth sister of the three generations of disciples of Tianjian Sect. Xiuwei has reached the peak of nine failures. Although he had fought with him before and was easily won by him, he just complained that the methods he used were so strange and mysterious that even Xu Haihuang was difficult to solve, let alone Ouyang Qianying.

But this does not mean that Ouyang's strength is unacceptable. It depends on whom. At least from He Binqiu's point of view, this kind of soul cultivation should be difficult to become Xiao Ouyang Qianying's opponent. After all, from the perspective of merit, Ouyang Qianying still had to restrain this kind of soul cultivation.

When Ouyang appeared in the shadow of the sword, his spirit seemed to be a little vigilant.

Still, no one can clearly see the manifestation of this spiritual cultivation, but through the surrounding dynamics, a change can be perceived.

Ouyang's shadow was cold. He can also say that there is no expression. He looked steadily at his opponent in front of him.

(End of chapter)