Chapter 162: Lock Demon Forging Divine Soul
"Buzz!"
With the inexplicable sound of sword groaning, Ye Zhen's sword light flashed in both hands, and two confidant swords condensed by the power of the divine soul appeared in his hand.
"Ding!"
With a swipe of his right foot, the two soul swords crossed, and there was a sound of entities intersecting.
As soon as his eyes froze, the golden flame ignited, and Ye Zhen instantly turned into a piece of golden light and rushed towards the tide of the demon soul.
"Roar!"
The two connected, the space stopped instantly, and the huge mouth of the wolf demon soul in front of him was only a foot away from Ye Zhen's face.
However, the next moment, the solidified space suddenly thawed, and Ye Zhen's confidant in his hand slashed out a storm of sword qi around his body, instantly dispersing the tide of the demon soul.
But this move only repelled the tide of demon souls in the passage, and then, at the end of the extremely black, endless demon souls gushed out!
These demon souls are all low-level little demons, unable to withstand the erosion of the demon water, and not long after entering the tower, their bodies melted, leaving the demon souls alone to survive.
At this moment, I saw that there was a new soul entering, and it was all dead anyway, if I could take a bite to replenish the consumption, I would be able to live for a little longer, and I would be dead both horizontally and vertically, and I would not want to die towards Ye Zhen.
Ye Zhen's soul body suddenly retreated, until it reached the entrance, and the two souls in his hands instantly ignited with golden flames.
"Ahh
Ye Zhen shouted, his arm shook, and he threw out the two confidants.
"Ding Ding"
The two confidant swords that were condensed like essence catapulted at great speed in the passage, weaving into a large golden net, extending towards the end of the other side of the passage.
No matter how fierce the tide of the demon soul is, how fierce and fearless it is to die, once it encounters the sword net, it will be instantly destroyed.
His eyebrows froze again, his hands folded in front of his chest, and his ten fingers changed, pointing out with one finger.
"Choke!"
The Dugu Sword Saint and the Wine Sword Immortal outside the tower felt a sound of sword qi coming out of the sheath in their ears, and then the entire Lock Demon Tower trembled.
Jiu Jian Immortal swallowed his saliva and said, "Senior brother, why do I feel that this tower may not be able to be saved today?" ”
Dugu Sword Saint's face twitched, and he said in his heart, "Senior brother, junior brother"
"Senior brother, you are here to protect the physical body of the little junior brother."
Feeling really relieved, the Dugu Sword Saint flew away directly, ready to monitor Ye Zhen's every move in the tower in real time.
Inside the tower, watching the darkness at the end of the passage being cut by his own sword, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and his hands shook violently, and two confidant swords burning with golden flames appeared again.
Stepping towards the end of the passage, standing on the Taiji diagram at the end of the passage, the light flashed, and Ye Zhen came to another passage.
There is no demon soul in this passage, and it is not as eerie and terrifying as the previous one, but it is extremely bright, just a little yellow dog squatting quietly in the middle of the passage, looking at Ye Zhen with a strange and quiet gaze.
The right hand slashed lightly, and the air wave rolled away, blowing the bell inlaid on the neck collar of the little yellow dog violently.
"Roar!"
With a loud roar, the little yellow dog turned into a creature similar to a Western werewolf, but many times larger than it, and it was afraid of no less than six meters in height.
"Knock Knock"
The werewolf rushed towards Ye Zhen, and Ye Zhen also rushed towards the werewolf with two confidants.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, Ye Zhen's two confidants crossed in front of him collided with the wolf's claws.
The wine sword fairy saw that the tower body shook again, and the corners of his heart and mouth also trembled.
Inside the tower, Ye Zhen and the werewolf were separated by a touch, and immediately knew that they were in their hearts, and their figures disappeared in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of sword qi flashed in the passage.
Breathing, Ye Zhen appeared behind the werewolf, holding two handfuls of anti-grip confidants and walking forward directly, behind him, the werewolf turned into three pieces the size of his finger belly scattered on the ground, and finally dissipated into nothingness.
However, after not taking a few steps, the road in front of him was blocked again.
One black and one white, one left and one right, two guys with tongues up to their waists said loudly, "Bold!" Who dares to hurt our Hell Soul Dogs! ”
Ye Zhen's eyes flashed, and he directly saw through the strength of the black and white impermanence in front of him.
"It's too weak!"
After Ye Zhen whispered, the body of the divine soul instantly turned into a phantom.
"Ding!"
With a soft sound, the mourning stick in the black and white impermanence's hand broke, and his head fell to the ground.
The black and white impermanence soul body is special, although it has lost its head, it is only temporarily unable to move, and it is not soul extinguished.
Ye Zhen was too lazy to deal with these two guys, they wanted to bring Jiang Ming's soul into the underworld, but they couldn't beat Jiang Ming, and they didn't even dare to get close, they stayed in the Lock Demon Tower for decades, and they were persistent enough.
"So, the front is Jiang Ming's location"
These two floors are all passages, and only from the next floor is the real layer and one space.
Step by step, when Ye Zhen arrived at the end of the passage, the stone door of the Taiji diagram in front of him suddenly opened.
About three feet behind the door, a red and striking horizontal line separates the inside and outside.
Most of the space on this floor is filled with long swords inserted into the ground, and its owners are a group of Shushan disciples who died under Jiang Ming's hands decades ago.
Looking at the horizontal line under his feet, Ye Zhen stepped forward, if he faced Jiang Ming's complete body with his soul body, Ye Zhen might weigh it, but Jiang Ming at this time was also a soul body, Ye Zhen was not afraid!
"Death to those who cross the line!"
However, Ye Zhen had just stepped into the line, and an angry roar accompanied by a fierce sword aura came in an instant.
Ye Zhen had already taken precautions, and the confidant burning with the golden flame instantly slashed out, slashing out this sword qi.
The next moment, a soul body as high as ten zhang appeared from the largest tombstone in the middle, with a cloak and thick fingers facing Ye Zhen, his eyes were full of hatred, his beard was open, and he roared angrily, "Cross the line and die!" ”
Ye Zhenlong's robe swelled, the speed of the imperial golden wheel behind him gradually accelerated, and as soon as his hands were loosened, the two confidants instantly turned into golden flames and began to burn from the tip of the sword.
In the blink of an eye, it burned out, turning into a ray of golden light and submerging into the golden wheel of the imperial road.
Ye Zhen said coldly, "Don't talk nonsense, let's talk about it after fighting!" ”
The hands were in the shape of sword fingers, crossed in front of the chest, the power of the divine soul was condensed, and the golden light of the Dao Dao flew out from the golden wheel of the Emperor Dao and entered the fingertips, and separated with the sword fingers towards the sky.
"Edgeworth!"
Drinking low, he pointed out with two fingers, and the golden sword qi transformed by the soul power of the Dao Dao shot towards Jiang Ming at an extremely fast speed like a laser in a science fiction movie, but the sword qi emitted by Ye Zhen was much more powerful than a laser!
Ye Zhen couldn't help but say, the act of taking the lead made Jiang Ming's eyes, which was already like a mad demon, red.
At the same time, he roared in his mouth, "Edgeworth subdued the demon!" ”
Two fingers crossed, then to the sky, and finally towards Ye Zhen.
"Boom!"
The gold-iron clash was accompanied by a violent roar, and several sword qi shot out by Ye Zhen collided fiercely with Jiang Ming's shot, and finally fell apart at the same time!
Ye Xin was slightly surprised in his heart, but he was unexpected, this Jiang Ming was already no less than a Dugu Sword Saint before his death.
Its talent is horizontal, even the Dugu Sword Saint is beyond the reach of the dust, although only the soul body is left, but after decades of unconscious cultivation, it is extremely powerful!
The soul body that is more than ten feet high is the best proof of this!
Ye Zhen was smiling, his eyes were sharp, and the speed of the Imperial Road Golden Wheel behind him suddenly became faster, although it was still very slow overall.
Dao Dao Golden Wheel was transmitted from the Imperial Dao Golden Wheel into Ye Zhen's body, not only the Imperial Dao Dragon Qi, but also the extremely pure soul power.
This Imperial Golden Wheel and Ye Zhen's soul body are the same as one, and the Imperial Golden Wheel is the purest soul power of Ye Zhen's three souls!
"Come again!"
Ye Zhen shouted, the golden light bloomed at his fingertips, and the sharp sword qi slashed the space trembling, and thousands of auroras appeared, filling half of the space.
Jiang Ming is the same, but the color of the sword qi blooming at the fingertips of the two is different, Ye Zhen is golden, and Jiang Ming is dark blue!