"So weak?"

Seeing that his attack was bombarding Wang Yan without hindrance, Song Yuan could hardly believe his eyes.

In the inner door of the Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, why are the talented people who are like thunder so vulnerable?

"I'm here. ”

Watching Wang Yan's figure shatter and turn into a little light and shadow, Song Yuan suddenly understood that what he hit was not Wang Yan's own figure, but an afterimage!

At the last moment, Song Yuan hurriedly turned around, but it was too late.

As the indifferent voice sounded, a palm was imprinted on his body.

In an instant, Song Yuan's eyes were hideous, and countless star powers erupted from the top of his head, transforming into a terrifying giant beast that roared in the sky.

As soon as the beast emerged, it devoured its back and seemed to devour everything in its path.

Even the white space became illusory at this moment, as if it had been swallowed and diluted by this giant beast!

"Too slow, too weak. ”

Wang Yan's palm slapped on Song Yuan's body without any pause, and countless star powers frantically vented out.

And the hideous and terrifying giant beast stopped less than a millimeter away from Wang Yan, as if it was being held by an invisible big hand, unable to move forward a bit.

Wang Yan, who was blown by the fierce wind, had black hair dancing in the wind, and his clothes were hunting.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Song Yuan's mouth, and he looked at Wang Yan in disbelief, his face full of horror.

"Soul ...... Soul Skill?!"

Nodding without a trace, Wang Yan's right hand gently pushed forward, and Song Yuan collapsed directly to the ground, trembling as if he had been struck by lightning.

With the breakthrough of the Divine Soul Realm, Wang Yan became more and more proficient in the operation of the Xuantian Divine Soul Technique.

The soul skills that he practiced also began to gradually move towards a higher level, and the end was mysterious and weird.

And what he had just performed on Song Yuan was the soul technique called "Soul Suppression" among the thirty-six soul techniques of the Xuantian Divine Soul Technique.

Once this soul conjuring technique is cast, as long as the soul realm is evenly matched, the opponent's soul can be suppressed in an instant.

Once the spirit is suppressed, it is like a walking corpse, a marionette.

Seeing the white light reappear and take Song Yuan away, Wang Yan couldn't help but lose his mind for a while.

It is no wonder that all the martial cultivators in the Star Source Continent are jealous of the soul cultivators, just because their abilities are too terrifying.

Soul cultivators of the same realm can be without cultivators in an instant, and the attack method is even more unpredictable and unpredictable.

Because the soul cultivator's attack does not rely on star power, but on the power of the divine soul, the soul skills performed are specifically aimed at the divine soul.

As we all know, a person's body is not the body at all, but the soul.

The higher the realm, the stronger the cultivation, the more important they are to the divine soul.

Cultivating to the end, what is cultivated is not the cultivation realm, but the divine soul.

As long as the soul is not extinguished, even if the body is shattered and turned into powder, it can be recast and reborn.

Of course, such a method can only be used by the overhaul.

As for the martial cultivators below the Condensing Star Realm, their bodies shattered and they died completely, unable to recast and condense and gain a new life.

"Soul cultivators are really useful. ”

Tie Coldblood, who was sitting in the void, witnessed this battle with his own eyes, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The reason why soul cultivators are perverted is because their number is scarce and too demonic.

After all, if you can leave the soul of the gods, unless you are powerful, the rest are innate soul cultivators.

"It seems that the top 100 on the hidden dragon list can't contain Wang Yan, this kid, I have to think of a way to make this kid suffer a good setback. ”

After a moment of silence, Iron's cold-blooded eyes flashed, and a sly smile emerged from the ravine's old face.

Then he pinched the seal with both hands, and an invisible wave slowly pierced the sky and disappeared into the mirror.

As the host of the sect Xiaobi, Tie Cold-blooded has absolute control over the Sumeru space, and can match anyone together at will.

And this method of cultivating the plank road to darken Chen Cang, except for the sect master Nie Feichen and the great elder Ji Tianran, no one can know.

Time passed quickly, the scorching sun hanging in the sky gradually turned west, the scorching light was gone, and all that remained was the warm afterglow.

Wang Yan has experienced a total of 30 battles, and these 30 battles, without exception, were all one-move crushing opponents and winning a complete victory, thus leaping into the finals.

There were only 300 people in the finals, and all of them were strong cultivators.

And Wang Yan crushed his opponent all the way to the top ten competition with the perverted strength that was comparable to the peak of the Star Refining Realm.

These ten people can represent the Lieyang Sect to participate in the Nine Sects Martial Arts Conference and seize the name of Martial Venerable.

As for the top three, Wang Yan has no interest in participating.

Because the top three can get a sixth-grade elixir, this medicine is called the Divine Pill, and taking it can enhance the divine soul.

But the effect is more than one grade worse than the Xuanyin Divine Soul Pill, and there is no comparison between the two at all.

Because of this, Wang Yan was not interested, and just wanted to end the game early and wait by Wang Xian'er's side.

Just when Wang Yan was bored, a strong white light appeared in front of him, and when the white light disappeared, a long figure slowly walked out of it.

Almost at the same time, Wang Yan's heart shook violently, and the muscles in his body tightened uncontrollably, which was a knee-jerk reaction in the face of danger.

"Give you three breaths to think about it, admit defeat or be beaten to death by me. ”

The domineering and cold voice sounded, making Wang Yan's brows furrow.

Looking at the strong man in front of him, who was almost the same as Cangqing, the alarm suddenly appeared.

This person was not wearing the clothes of an inner disciple, but was wearing a short and thick robe, like a mountain field chaifu.

He has a rugged and resolute face, a straight nose and a square mouth, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his bare arms are cast of fine iron, with strong granite-like muscles.

Each green tendon resembles a dragon, full of terrifying explosive power.

Suppressing the vibration in his heart, Wang Yan slowly shook his head, "I want to know who killed me." ”

"Top 10 on the Hidden Dragon List, Zhuo Long. ”

The domineering voice made Wang Yan's eyes suddenly widen, and his mind was almost lost.

From the moment he entered the inner gate of the Burning Sun Sect, Wang Yan knew that the core of the thousands of inner sect disciples was the top ten on the Hidden Dragon List.

Each of them is a man of the hour, his strength is unfathomable, and he is a talented person.

If you come out at random, you can take charge on your own, comparable to the eight elders of the Burning Sun Sect, and they are the mainstay.

"Are you Wang Yan, the kid who defeated the most wasteful of the Eight Elders?"

Zhuo Long's face was arrogant, and his mouth was not inferior, as if Zhou Biao was like an ant in his eyes.

Although he was very dissatisfied with this person's arrogance, Wang Yan still nodded.

"If it's really you, it seems that you are also a waste, hurry up and admit defeat, don't waste my time. ”

Wang Yan was already ready to admit defeat, because he had already advanced to the top ten and could participate in the martial arts conference.

But in the face of Zhuo Long's arrogance, he couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart.

Wang Yan smiled lightly and shook his head, "I'm sorry, I really want to try the taste of being beaten to death." ”