In the middle of the battle, Bai Shuo's clothes had been burned, but his exposed body was covered with all kinds of strange spells and charred black flame scars.

The hands were shrouded in the fist gloves formed by Chen Jingmo, and the entire forearm was wrapped in it, with a hideous appearance, and the shoulders that leaked out, as well as the waist and ribs, were covered with mysterious spells, and the layers of fine mantras gathered together, forming a large seal that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and every word was the shape of countless scriptures gathered together.

It is a book that has been passed down for thousands of years of Buddhism and has incredible power: "The Sutra of the Altar of the Six Patriarchs", "The Sutra of the Sangha", "The Sutra of Lengyan", "The Sutra of Myoho-renge-kyo", ......

And the chest covered with scars also faintly revealed vague traces, like a blurred image after immersion, making it impossible to distinguish.

Right on his back, where Jiao Long had not been observed from beginning to end, there was a terrifying portrait carved into it.

On the broad back, the Buddha with his feet on the lotus throne, his hair hanging down his shawl, his eyebrows were sorrowful, and he was now in great anger, holding a sword in one hand and a rope in the other, standing in the flames, as if he would leap out of Bai Shuo's back at any time with the movement of Bai Shuo's muscles.

The supreme wrath is mighty, and the mere vague image makes the heart tremble.

According to the decree of the Great Saying, he showed the great power of the king of wrath to subdue all demons

Fudo Myowang!

This is also the form of the "Buddha Says Lux Moving Mountains" after the cultivation reaches the peak, and the vague shape alone reveals the majesty of the gods.

As Bai Shuo's cultivation deepens, its image will become clearer and clearer, until in the end, Bai Shuo's every move will reveal its incomparable power and power, and at the end of the practice, it will completely disappear and truly merge with Bai Shuo.

Until then, Bai Shuo will be able to truly incarnate as the Immovable Ming King who sweeps away all demonic obstacles.

No matter what he achieves in the future, it will be in the future, and now, he was finally awakened by Jiao Long from his trance.

After losing that esoteric experience, even if Bai Shuo's heart remained clear, two points of anger still rose to disturb his mind.

This kind of rare opportunity is not just a matter of time, if he is given a period of time, he may be able to deduce this martial art to the extreme, until then, as long as it does not exceed the limit that Bai Shuo can bear, no matter what kind of attack it is, it will be excluded from the invisible circle.

But soon, he didn't have the heart to miss this rare opportunity anymore, because of the threat emanating from Jiao Long's body, as well as the sudden increase in the sense of crisis in his heart.

In the swirling flames, the smiling Jiao Long seemed to have suddenly turned into some terrible monster or ghost.

A slight fear suddenly rose in Bai Shuo's heart, this feeling had not been felt for a long time, that was when he was an ordinary blind man, facing a hungry and fierce dog.

Hunger, chaos, madness, chaos......

Sensing the negative fluctuations coming from Jiao Long's body, Bai Shuo raised the power in his body to the peak regardless of the impact.

At the same time, on Jiao Long's palm, a blurred pupil suddenly appeared in the rising flames.

The pupils that were like nothing slowly appeared in the flames, and the moment it appeared, Bai Shuo's body stiffened.

The gaze of the predator at the top of the food chain, the hungry and violent eyes, the last of the resentment and anger of the slain dragon, were enough to shake the soul and die of a terrifying curse.

Flames filled with resentment and curse re-covered Jiao Long's palm, and in the palm of his hand, Bai Shuo's body, which was locked with twisted and vicious pupils, made him feel a piercing coldness and stiffness.

Even his fingertips couldn't move, as if facing a monster that couldn't be resisted, and what Bai Shuo was facing was a monster that had been standing on the top of terror for thousands of years, a dragon soul that spread death, disaster, and fear.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiao Long looked at him with a cruel smile, and the dragon fire and vacuum on the outstretched palm were intertwined to form a spiral, constantly condensing, climbing towards the limit, until finally completely turned into a burning dragon claw.

"It looks like it's broken...... It's so pathetic......"

"Why don't you move...... he raised his monster-like right hand, aimed at Bai Shuo, and slowly extended forward, towards his head.

Like old friends caring for each other, Jiao Long made a soft sound: "Move quickly...... How can you not move? If you don't move......"

His twisted dark soul couldn't hold back his smile anymore, and he smiled weirdly: "If you don't move, you'll really die......"

I'm going to die...... Will die...... Die......

The feeling of death was closer than ever, and in the vague intuition in his mind, Bai Shuo could feel the phantom of the monster slowly approaching, and the scorching heat of the dragon's breath baked his body little by little, expecting to burn him to charcoal.

Every cell was screaming and fearing, but it couldn't move.

Under the shock of the dragon soul, the connection between Bai Shuo's soul and ** was temporarily cut off, although it was only temporary, but if it couldn't take action in a short period of time, then it would definitely be easily incinerated into char and no scum left.

That's enough power to destroy yourself in an instant!

The cold feeling fell from the sky, Bai Shuo seemed to be immersed in an ice cave, the fear and pain that he had not tasted for a long time hit, and before he died, everything was fragile and vulnerable.

The flaming dragon claws continued to enlarge in front of his eyes, and the evil and violence that filled them taunted Bai Shuo.

In the coldness and fear of death, everything slows down, and when pain strikes, you can only endure the torment in silence.

In the endless darkness and coldness, Bai Shuo finally found something that he had been unable to detect until now.

The soul pulse that is close at hand, the soul that has been silently accompanying him until now.

The vague feeling became clearer and clearer, and under the threat of death, Bai Shuo could feel the calmness and firmness in it.

It was Chen Jingmo's soul, beating slowly, emitting oscillating ripples all the time around, and until this moment, in the darkness and coldness, it was finally sensed by Bai Shuo.

Ever since Chen Jingmo exchanged the bloodline of the weapon from Soul Eater, Bai Shuo and her had an unexpected problem, and it was also the first difficulty between the craftsman and the weapon.

Perceive the soul.

Bai Shuo, who turned his body into a temple and enshrined his soul in it, could not feel Chen Jingmo's soul wavelength through his physical body unless he cultivated to the five-star realm and was able to manifest his soul, and could only cooperate with a minimum under the practice in advance.

The most basic perceptual soul can't be completed, let alone the next soul resonance, as well as the various powerful skills under the soul resonance.

It's just that now, Bai Shuo, whose soul and ** were isolated, suddenly felt Chen Jingmo's soul wavelength.

And in Chen Jingmo's perception, Bai Shuo's soul wavelength is also as clear as the sunlight close at hand.

It's like the two people who are shouting to each other across the wall, and there is finally no barrier, so the voices of both sides are clear in the ears.

Two different soul wavelengths are intertwined between the two of them, one wavelength is stable and firm, sometimes like a burning fire, after breaking free from the shackles of **, it sends out a strong message to the surroundings all the time.

That's Bai Shuo's soul.

The other wavelength, subtle and tough, like a meandering spring of deep veins, was so low that it was almost impossible to feel, but it was wrapped around Bai Shuo's soul from beginning to end.

That was Chen Jingmo's soul.

At this moment, there is no barrier between the craftsman and the weapon, the two different souls are slowly approaching, at the moment of contact, they rub violently, and the two different fluctuations are intertwined, and there is unspeakable pain in the soul, but the souls close to each other are not separated after all, constantly adapting to each other's pulse, and slowly approaching the same rhythm.

Two completely different soul wavelengths intertwined and affected each other, until at last they were inseparable from each other, and a low rhythm sounded.

At this moment, an electric light suddenly appeared between the souls of the two that could not be observed by the naked eye, and the light composed of the soul wavelength swept Bai Shuo's soul in an instant, making his cursed soul suddenly awaken, and his eyes were rippling with the electric light generated by the condensation of the soul wavelength to the extreme.

The painful torment in the soul world is only a moment in reality.

The beast's violent dragon fire is still slowly approaching, but Jiao Long is tired of playing this method, the originally slow speed suddenly increases, and the sound of a dragon's roar faintly sounded between the moves, the scarlet of the dragon fire covered Bai Shuo's field of vision, death was imminent, and the cursing dragon eye pupil in the flames issued a malicious curse towards him.

In the next moment, the storm and flames that were enough to shatter the earth exploded before the sudden obstacle, dissipated, and swept away in all directions, burning red marks on the earth.

And the hand of dragon fire, which was filled with a cold curse, was resisted by a palm raised at the last moment.

The palm of that hand shimmered with the light condensed by the soul wavelength, and under the staggered light of the azure electric light and the scarlet dragon fire, Bai Shuo showed a mocking smile.

At the same time, the light condensed by the soul wavelength exploded and exploded, pouring out of the nest and rushing towards the cursed dragon fire.

The violent electric light like a river bursting its banks is not any real energy, it is only an invisible force condensed by the wavelength of the soul, which has no effect on all matter, but the lethality of the spiritual body is indescribably greater.

In an instant, Bai Shuo and Chen Jingmo condensed their soul wavelengths into an attack that was enough to shake the soul-killing ones!

This ability is known in the realm of the Soul Eater, in the hands of Dr. Stein, the strongest craftsman of the Dead Martial Arts......

"Soul Might!"

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