Chapter Seventy-Nine: Soul Skill Sublimation

In the field, there was chaos, and everyone was fighting with all their might, although it was not a life-and-death battle, but it was also stained with a trace of blood. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the scuffle, a teenager galloped rapidly, and his body was like thunder, making it difficult for people to catch his trace. However, every time he appeared, one of them would fall to the ground, and they didn't even put up the slightest decent resistance.

The boy stopped in the crowd, waiting for the remaining veterans to gather. Unhurried, he made his way through the crowd and approached them step by step.

An invisible pressure followed.

"Are you ready?" Yan Sanjun smiled faintly and asked.

"Hmph, boy, don't be too arrogant. Brethren, rush. "Leader, with an order, the remaining six people put on a charging formation, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, stabbing at Yan Sanjun.

This formation, which comes from actual combat, is something that veterans have explored on the battlefield. A short charge is the most effective way for infantry to attack.

Yan Sanjun nodded approvingly, being able to make the most correct judgment and organize the most effective counterattack in the shortest possible time, which is enough to show that these veterans are not simple.

If it weren't for the long time of killing the field, they would not have been able to react so quickly.

However, it is obvious that this kind of tactical cooperation is still difficult to pose a threat to Yan Sanjun. In the face of absolute strength, all struggles are in vain.

The veterans didn't know Yan Sanjun's true cultivation, or rather, they couldn't have imagined that such a young boy would be a real corpse dog realm master.

You must know that in the entire military camp, there are only a handful of people who have reached the realm of corpse dogs. And these people, the youngest are already middle-aged, and they hold important positions in the army.

These veterans suffered losses because they didn't know the details of Yan Sanjun. However, they can't be blamed for this, the order was given by Niu Sili, and they have no choice but to carry it out.

Seeing the veterans rushing over, Yan Sanjun's eyes flashed with a hint of intriguing, and then, under the harvest of a short blade, it turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared without a trace.

"Ah, this ......" Several veterans looked surprised, not understanding what was going on.

Of course, it was not only them who were surprised, but also several commanders in the stands.

"My lord, where did that kid go?" Someone asked.

Niu Sili touched his chin, frowned and thought for a while, and said, "We are all fooled, this kid, I'm afraid he didn't show up from the beginning." ”

"Huh? How could it be, we saw him! Everyone questioned.

"Hehe, in our underworld, nothing is impossible. You can't figure it out, it's because you don't know the details of this kid, hmph, he's the grandson of Yan Laowei, and he can transform his soul technique. What we saw just now is estimated to have been conjured by him using his soul technique. Niu Sili analyzed.

"What, there are such soul skills. I've seen that Yan Laowei's soul technique, it doesn't seem to be so mysterious! His frightening dream must be that two figures appear at the same time, one true and one false. But I think this kid is always the only one! Some people were puzzled and continued to question.

Niu Sili nodded and said, "It makes sense, this kid's soul technique is indeed different from Yan Laowei's frightening dream, but I am sure that Fang Cai's figure is definitely not the real body." ”

"Oh, so he didn't use Nightmare?"

"It doesn't matter what it is." Niu Sili waved his hand and continued, "The important thing is that I already like him a little. Hey, come on, pass on Yan Sanjun. ”

Niu Sili couldn't wait to find out all this, so he sent someone to find Yan Sanjun.

At the same time, Yan Sanjun's true body was in a military tent, silently cultivating. The moment his fake body was broken, he already felt it.

"Hey, even if you add Uncle Nine's talisman, can it only last for such a short time?" Yan Sanjun sighed dissatisfiedly.

What the hell is going on? It turned out that all this was Yan Sanjun's whim, he combined the Maoshan Charm Technique with his own dream, first cast his soul technique, conjured a fake body, and then used a yellow charm to give him a little aura.

Under the shroud of this aura, the fake body becomes almost the same as the real body, and it is difficult to recognize it if you don't distinguish it carefully.

In Maoshan Technique, this is actually called Spiritual Induction. Using the charm as a medium, using the hair or blood on Yan Sanjun's body as a guide, you can briefly stimulate a little spiritual light from the deity. In Taoism, this kind of spell is often used to summon spirits or control spirits.

Yan Sanjun combined the two, but it had an unexpected effect, making his fake body more perfect. This has to be said to be a kind of innovation, and at the same time, it can be regarded as a further sublimation of Ben Lei Jue.

Of course, this is a soul skill after all, it is a soul skill, it needs to provide a steady stream of soul power, and the dream is already very consuming soul power, and this kind of sublimated dream has almost doubled the demand for soul power.

Just now, in that short period of effort, Yan Sanjun's soul power was consumed by nearly one-third, and if he persisted, the soul power consumed would be even more. The reason why the fake body gave up resistance was because it didn't want to continue to waste soul power.

"Hey, it's here." A veteran suddenly entered the military tent, and when he saw Yan Sanjun, he was very surprised for a while, and then said, "On the order of Lord Ghost, please invite Yan Sanjun to the stage to talk." ”

Yan Sanjun pursed his lips and said in his heart: "I was still discovered by these old guys!" ”

"Yan Sanjun, please!" The man urged.

After a slight hesitation, Yan Sanjun stood up and followed the veteran to the stands.

The battle in the field was still going on, Yan Sanjun glanced at it, and saw that the most eye-catching person in it was Niu Siyu, who was dressed as a man, she also had a cultivation that her peers couldn't reach, and if she wanted to establish her authority here, naturally no one could stop her. However, in addition to her, there is another person who is also outstanding, this person is petite, outstanding, and looks a little familiar, but for a while he can't remember where he has seen it.

Just as Yan Sanjun was contemplating and pondering, Niu Sili's rough voice suddenly shouted, "Boy, let's meet again." ”

Yan Sanjun was startled, came back to his senses, hurriedly clasped his fists, and said politely: "Hehe, Lord Ghostcha, don't come to harm!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes. Come, come, come, come to Lord Ben, I have something to ask you. Niu Sili greeted him warmly.

Yan Sanjun wanted to refuse, but this was someone's field, and he still had to give this face, so he stepped forward.