This point is the biggest difference between the late stage of artistic conception and the warriors in the early and middle periods.

With the strength of the soul body of the early and middle stage martial artists, they can also make the soul body out of the Divine Court Acupoint, but they dare not let the soul body out of the body.

Any little uncertainty in the outside world can kill their souls.

Let their bodies become an empty shell.

However, the artistic conception is different in the later period, which is a qualitative level.

In the early and middle stages, there are six layers, accumulating soul power, making the soul power deep and the soul body more and more condensed.

When the artistic conception is seven layers later. You can let the soul body leave the body, and when the body dies, there is a period of time when you can find a suitable body and live in it.

Then take away the soul power of the warrior, change the body, and continue to live.

Although the bodies are different, the souls are the same person, so it is possible to achieve a kind of resurrection in disguise.

And this figure in the sea of Ling Zhizhi is the soul body of the corpse in the cabin, and he wants to take him away at this moment.

In the sea of Lingzhi figures, the appearance gradually became clearer.

The image of an old man with gloomy eyes appears here.

"Tsk, the degree of condensation of this soul body is simply not weaker than the middle stage of the artistic conception, why, has it not broken through, such a great determination, with a perfect state, the artistic conception?" the old man stood here and said, not half in a hurry.

"Get out!"

Ling Zhi shouted in his heart.

Zhihai is the place where his soul is, and what he thinks in his heart will naturally be condensed here.

The old man smiled lightly, not caring at all, "You can resist the freezing power I left behind, and you can take away my things, and your physical strength seems to be very good." ”

"I can't imagine where the old man has been guarding for nearly a thousand years, and he can wait for such a superb object. The old man laughed, "With this body, I will definitely be able to quickly recover to the peak strength, maybe I can also go to the king realm, I really want the heavens to be prosperous, and the heavens want me to return with glory!"

Ling Zhi was secretly anxious in his heart, there were too few martial artists in the later stage of the artistic conception, which made him never be wary and vigilant against the seizure, but he didn't want to be suddenly attacked this time.

It's just that he can't control his soul body to resist, so he can only do it in a hurry.

"But what is sitting under your soul body??" The old man wondered, "The stone tablet that can know the sea is good, it seems that you are very good, and this opportunity is also very good." ”

A warrior can not only get the body, qualifications, etc. of the person who gives up, but also take away his chance, his heavenly heart.

In other words, to give up is to take away all that this person has!

Thousands of years ago, there was a large sect in Xuanzhou, which grew to the point where it was about to rival the Tianxin Sect of the Fallen Leaf Sect.

However, when their young sect master suddenly took over the position of sect master, he went on a killing spree, using the sect formation, and killed thousands of disciples of the sect alive, absorbing the blood of all the disciples.

In the end, the world learned that the young sect master of that sect had already been taken away by a demon, and he had been recovering his strength with the help of the resources of this sect over the years.

This sense of horror that the people around you are all the same, but the soul is not that soul, caused great turmoil at the time.

In the end, led by the Fallen Leaf Sect and other sects, they united the four families to carry out a year-long encirclement and suppression, and paid a great price to kill this demon, and the matter calmed down.

The old man watched everything in Ling Zhizhihai step by step, unhurriedly, and seemed to have regarded all of this as his own, just like in the back garden of his own home, relaxed and comfortable.

A body realm martial artist who can't use his soul body really doesn't have the slightest way to take it away.

At most, it depends on strong willpower to hold on for a while.

But no one can rely on willpower alone to sustain themselves forever in despair.

Ling Zhi's soul body faintly sensed the danger, his face became a little jealous, and he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the old man.

"Yo, it's all reached this point, it seems that if you give you a few more days, you can break through to the artistic conception, if you come back then, I'm afraid I'll feel tricky and troublesome." The old man said in surprise, his gaze directly at Ling Zhi's soul body.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, your great act of breaking through the artistic conception can only be completed by me for you. ”

The old man Xu has not said a word for thousands of years, and at this moment, Ling Zhi is in the sea of knowledge, and he feels that he has a chance to win, but he has a lot of nonsense, and his mouth is unwilling to stop for a moment.

Ling Zhi watched him walk towards his soul body little by little, but his brows furrowed slightly.

Because the old man is already within a few feet of his soul body at this moment, according to the previous situation, the word "town" should start to suppress and attack.

But this time, the word "town" monument did not move at all.

Is it because the old man came in with his soul, not his soul power, so he couldn't notice it? Ling Zhi chuckled in his heart, and suddenly felt bad.

He was confident that he could use his willpower to compete with this old man, even if it was for a year, two years, or even longer.

But he didn't dare, and he couldn't go on like this.

He still has so much to do that he can't afford to spend such time!

"What are these nine drops of colorful colors?" The old man took a deep breath, and his illusory soul body was actually condensed a little, and a heavy surprise appeared on his face.

"It can make my soul body recover so quickly, what kind of treasure is this!" the old man exclaimed, and then laughed wildly, "With these nine drops, I can recover to my peak strength, it doesn't take years, just a few days, a few days!"

"Tremble, a peak powerhouse of artistic conception who is less than twenty years old is about to be born!" The old man suddenly became full of spirits and grabbed Ling Zhi's soul body.

Ling Zhi's eyes froze, his mind was at the extreme, and he was ready to resist the old man to the end at any time.

Even if he dies together, he won't let the old man occupy his body!

Airplanes.

However, at the moment when the old man was about to touch Ling Zhi's soul body, the word "town" tablet moved.

This time, it's not about shaking out the waves again and killing the enemy. Instead, it emitted a strange suction, and all of a sudden, the old man's soul was sucked into the sky above the stone tablet.

No matter how the old man resists, it has no effect, and in front of the "town" monument, he can only let it be controlled.

Although the old man is the peak powerhouse of the ninth layer of artistic conception, his soul body is extremely weak after all, and he is already weak, and his strength cannot be exerted, so he can only let this sudden change control.

"What is this!" cried the old man in terror.

The stele shook, the power reappeared, and in the soul of the old man, all the soul power poured out downward