Although the soul is not an entity and cannot be physically attacked, it is different if two Yin spirits fight each other and engage in hand-to-hand combat. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A powerful monk can not only attack the enemy with his divine soul in close quarters, but also conjure up weapons, condense a powerful primordial god dharma body, and visualize the magic form of Shura Yaksha and Ding Jia God to destroy the enemy. There are countless means.

The most powerful technique recorded in the "Soul Fixing Method" is called the "Beidou Yuan Shen Method", which uses the power of the Big Dipper stars in the sky to exercise the divine soul, and it is the Yuan Shen Dharma Body that is cultivated from the exorcism to the manifestation stage. After practice, it is manifested with lead and mercury gold pills, and the power is endless!

It's just that Xia Yang's cultivation of the "Soul Fixing Method" is still short, and now the realm is not enough, and all the Yuan Shen Dao methods in the spell chapter are still not available.

However, Xia Yang's divine soul was originally stronger than ordinary yin ghosts, and compared to this female ghost, it was like the difference between adults and children, and the two were not at the same level at all.

With his divine soul power and martial arts experience, to deal with a female ghost who is extremely shallow in Taoism and comes up to fight him in close quarters with ghost claws is like facing a child who dares to come up and beat him with his bare hands, the gap is too big.

Xia Yang actually didn't have any interest in beating the "little friend", so he just played her a "brain melon collapse", but it was also the first time he used his soul to fight with people, and the control of his strength was not as flexible as his real body, with the strength of his primordial spirit, how could an ordinary female ghost withstand it. I saw her ghost fly out upside down, and a terrible scream came out of her mouth, and she was very hurt!

After screaming, her ghost fell to the ground, her long hair scattered and her face hideous, and then she looked like a real female ghost.

The pain in her soul was far more unbearable than the pain in her body, she held her head in her hands, her whole body trembled, and in panic, she quickly shook the bell on her wrist and shouted, "Grandma save me!"

"Woooooo

Just as the bell rang, a yin wind that was countless times more violent than just now suddenly swept up, accompanied by a burst of ghost crying and wailing, which was terrifying and sent chills down the spine.

With the appearance of this vision, even if Xiahou Jian was carried away by anger again, he realized that something was wrong, his mind instantly became clear, he took the initiative to stop, looked around in shock, and asked Yan Chixia: "What is this...... What happened?"

"Hmph, Xiahou Jian, the woman just now was clearly a female ghost, but she came on the order of the old demon to suck your yang energy. If it hadn't been for me and Brother Xia arriving in time, you would have been sucked out of the flesh essence by now and become a dried corpse!" Yan Chixia snorted angrily: "Now that the old demon has come, you still don't want to get out of the way of a certain family?"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a slap in the face, Xiahou Jian's eyelids trembled, and he immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and he was startled!

After drinking the Xiahou sword, Yan Chixia stepped forward, took out a magic needle again, chanted "Prajnaparami", and threw it at the female ghost.

This time, there was no one to rescue, and the soul was injured, and the pain was severe, and the female ghost couldn't dodge at all. As the golden needle penetrated her body, a terrible howl suddenly came out of her mouth again!

The power of pure yang on the demon breaking needle was so powerful that the female ghost only had time to call "grandma", and her soul body trembled like chaff, and then dimmed, and her soul flew away.

As soon as the female ghost died, a scream suddenly came from the air, and the surrounding vision was even worse. The endless yin wind, whistling and sweeping, covering the clouds and the moon, and the sky and the earth changed color.

Immediately afterwards, a voice full of anger, neither yin nor yang, suddenly sounded: "Dead Taoist, grandma and you have always been in the river and do not interfere with well water, why are you meddling?"

"Phew!" Yan Chixia took a sip: "I don't care if you killed those bad guys before, but if you want to kill people indiscriminately, you can't kill people indiscriminately, today with me Yan Chixia here, you old demon don't want to hurt people again!"

The locust tree spirit roared angrily, and said in a male and female voice for a while: "Dead Taoist, grandma has always killed damned people, this person has moved his own lust, but he is to blame." And seeing that he is full of ferocity, you know that the killing is not shallow, how can he be regarded as a good person? Grandma killed him, and it can be regarded as eliminating harm in the world, why do you have to get along with me?"

"Bah, you old pious woman, you actually have the face to say that you are doing harm to the world?" Yan Chixia snorted three times in a row, and said angrily: "And who wants to get along with you? In short, the person behind me is my friend, and if you kill him, you won't give me face!"

"Then you killed my maid, did you ever think about giving me face?" said the mixed male and female voice angrily. Without waiting for Yan Chixia to speak again, it changed its voice again: "And you, the new boy, grandma has already let you go, and I haven't bothered you these days, and now you dare to go against me with this dead Taoist priest?"

Xia Yang smiled coldly, and passed on the past: "You tree demon has done a lot of evil, and it is a disaster for the world, but you can't be tolerated, today Brother Yan and I are going to do the right thing for heaven and destroy you, the old demon!"

He looked at it with his soul, only to see that in the dark clouds, the bloody aura was soaring to the sky, and there were countless grievances and grievances, and he didn't know how many people this old demon had harmed.

"Damn! stinky boy, don't think that you can deal with me if you practice the spirit out of your body, dare to be presumptuous in front of your grandmother, go to death!"

The spirit of the locust tree was very angry, and after a loud shout, he took the lead, and a long and thick root, like a huge scarlet tongue, emerged from the ground. This "tongue" is the rhizome of the locust tree essence, which is covered with barbs, full of fishy and sticky yin qi from the ground, soft and flexible, and quickly rolls towards Xia Yang's divine soul.

Although the ghost is not limited by physical attacks, the tongue of this old demon is filled with endless demonic energy, so naturally it is not among them. With this tree demon's sky-high demonic aura, no matter how pure Xia Yang's divine soul is, if it is swept up, it will be polluted by demonic energy.

Demons and monsters, these four words have exhausted the level of the evil spirit. Ordinary demons are usually cultivated for thousands of years, and they are advanced in Taoism, and they are born above ghosts.

Powerful demons, they can refine the wandering souls and wild ghosts between heaven and earth for their own use, and Xia Yang is now just a primordial god, and the locust tree spirit wants to refine him into a ghost slave, just like those female ghosts under it, turn into ghost servants for him to drive.

Although Xia Yang didn't know the plan of the locust tree spirit, he instinctively felt that this tongue was a threat to him, so he naturally wouldn't let it go. The soul is formless and substantial, and it is already more flexible than the physical body, I don't know how many times, and his divine soul has reached the point of daily travel, and the speed is even faster than his real body, and it is extremely elegant and agile, but as soon as the thought moves, it has already floated out of the range swept by the dryad's tongue.

"The demon is rampant, look at the sword!

Seeing that the locust tree spirit suddenly moved, Yan Chixia shouted angrily, took out the sword box behind her back, recited a mantra of Prajnaparamita, and a yellow talisman in her hand was slapped out, and the most powerful magic weapon in his hand, the Qiankun Sword, flew out of the sword box and flew straight towards the tongue in mid-air.