Feeling the soul is the last realm of the true self level, the martial artist starts from the mortal, cultivates the true qi, opens up the ancestral aperture to the true self level, controls the spiritual power, and then condenses the earth's evil qi, and after being promoted to the Xuan, he can achieve the power of the void.

Not to mention anything else, just from the level of strength they continue to master, you can see the improvement of strength at a glance.

However, just like the concept of Fu Cailin, the master of sword play, the human body itself is a treasure house with endless mysteries, and sometimes instead of struggling to pursue the profound and vast mysteries between heaven and earth, it is better to focus on the cultivation of the inner heaven and earth first.

This is how the soul is touched, returning to the origin, exploring the mystery of the soul, and officially embarking on the road of returning to the basics.

And the power of the soul power is also vividly displayed at this moment.

The dependence of the martial arts of the Rainbow Boat on the treasure qi is too strong, even a Tongxuan Grandmaster like Shen Wanjin is also crumbling under the loss of control of the Wanbao Golden Dragon, but as soon as the differentiated silky aura enters the body, the churning Ruyi Baosha immediately stabilizes.

At the same time, that aura turned into an arrow, and it flashed like a star, and it sank into the eyebrows of the five members of the Star Sword Sect in no particular order.

Bang!

Suddenly, they were still in the Five Spirits Heavenly Formation when they felt the boundless gray ocean pouring into the heavens and the earth, turning into a roaring tide and enveloping and impacting them.

The tide of the sea is endlessly cold, cold and biting, as if it can swallow all light, but at the same time it contains strange vitality, as if the origin of all life, two diametrically opposed forces are strangely coordinated together, which is really shocking.

When it was too late, the gray sea water slapped on the body, directly passing through the body, pulling out a small figure of light and shadow with distinct facial features, struggling to drown in the ocean.

Reflecting on the outside world, including Wu Shuang and Lin Xuanyi, who had completed the Death Realm, the eyes of the five powerhouses of the Star Sword Sect instantly became confused, as if their agility dissipated, their spirits were destroyed, and the whole person directly turned into an empty shell.

This is the attack of the powerhouse of the Soul Feeling Realm, which is directly aimed at the soul, thus forming an overwhelming realm advantage.

No matter how subtle your moves are, no matter how powerful your body is, as long as you don't enter the soul, you don't have the secret method of tempering the soul and wearing targeted magic weapons, you will be killed in seconds between faces, and you can't resist at all.

Soul Feeling Realm martial artists are usually called ancestors, often hidden in the sect to cultivate, and do not see outsiders in their idleness, through the Xuan Realm Sect Master can open a sect, but to truly maintain the stability of the Xuan Pin Sect, it is still necessary to use this kind of character as a Dinghai Divine Needle to deter the Quartet.

Syllable!

However, at this moment, the pendants on the waists of the five Wu Shuang people cracked open, and a transparent light flowed, rushing into the gray sea, forcibly pulling their souls back and returning to their bodies.

The Star Pointing Sword Sect also has strong people in the Soul Realm, and the sword cultivator can directly kill the enemy's soul in the body, and they have been prepared for a long time here.

"Die!"

Of course, that magic weapon can save once, but it can't protect forever.

The gray waves continued to sweep and slap, and the light mask soon opened up the cracks, and they were about to shatter, and Shen Wanjin and the others, who had finished breathing, did not give them the slightest chance and rushed straight up.

"Haha, the waste of the rainbow boat, we came today, and we are not ready to go back alive!"

But in the blink of an eye, Wu Shuang's five people's clothes were hunting, and their eyebrows were already filled with the determination to see death as home, and the whole body was directly virtualized, merging with the sword, surging out the sword intent that tore the mountains and split the sea and extinguished the vitality.

The same return to kill - the sword power of the heaven and the earth!

The barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes, and in the face of the five true self sword cultivators who have made up their minds to die, Shen Wanjin also had to retreat.

However, this was actually a false move, and the life-killing sword qi of the five people did not kill at all, but turned extremely dexterously, and went straight to the sky, and came to the bottom of the dragon blood crystal like lightning.

The heavens and the earth changed color, the wind suddenly rose, and the extreme thoughts of boundless resentment and grief swept away.

Hate the world, the hot and cold, and the righteousness does not exist! Hate the ambition is difficult to reward, and the heart is powerless! Hate the eyes without beads, it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood! Hate the destiny of heaven, it is difficult to disobey people, like puppets!

Once the Seven Killing Peak Lord Shen Li single-handedly urged the Sword Technique, he almost put Chu Feng to death, if it weren't for the Pure Yang True Demon Protector that was beyond the norm, there was absolutely no chance of being spared.

And now, the five swordsmen who have cultivated all over Shen Li have burned out their lifelong cultivation and hatred of the sword, and the vast resentment is condensed in one sword!

Chop!

The dragon's blood crystals were rapidly dimming under the palms of another soul soul ancestor, and the incomparable attraction was no longer there, but under this sword, the clouds in the sky broke through, as if an invisible giant sword was standing vertically in the air, across the heavens and the earth.

Swish!

With an old muffled snort, the phantom of the soul ancestor's hands was suddenly cut in two, and the smoke spread everywhere like blood.

There are advantages and disadvantages in everything, although the soul realm martial artists use the power of their souls, they can cross space and directly attack the enemy, and the means are ever-changing, and they cannot be prevented from being careful, but once their soul power is damaged, it is also a serious injury that cannot be cured by ordinary methods.

In view of this, at this time, in the face of the fierce and monstrous earth hatred sword qi, the soul ancestor felt a sense of palpitations, and he didn't dare to hit his edge directly, and subconsciously let go.

"Hahahaha, a group of bad seeds, we can have a rainbow boat to accompany the funeral, we are worth it!"

This fleeting hesitation could no longer salvage the situation, and he could only watch the five sword souls throw into the dragon blood crystals in no particular order.

The True Self Rank Martial Artist has the aura of the self, and the Dian Xing Sword Sect integrates the sword intent into it, forming their own unique sword souls, which are divided into five directions at this time, and rush in together.

Bang!

The incomparably thick, all-encompassing pillar of light rose into the sky again, and within the pillar of light, a vigorous and winding dragon pierced through the clouds and went straight to the sky.

Roar!

In the long roar of the soul, the huge and friendless dragon body hovered, covering the sky above the rainbow boat, the golden scales sparkled and shining in the sunlight, a pair of dragon horn branches vertical and horizontal, the five claws were sharp, and the surging breath around the body was even more vast and majestic.

This terrifying scene is faintly visible even in the capital Qingping, and the pedestrians on the street look up to witness this magnificent scene, or marvel, or bow down in awe.

Just when countless people on the ground were vying to witness the appearance of the golden dragon, above the sky that was difficult for mortals to see, Li Qingluo and Xia Chenxi's beautiful eyes flickered, but they were looking at a slender flying boat diagonally below, looking down on this earth-shattering change.

There are only a dozen people standing on it, but there is an awe-inspiring sword intent in every gesture, straight to the sky, and there are star rituals, and the changes are mysterious.

The man at the head was dressed in white like snow, wearing a hat on his head, and holding a cyan long sword, the blade of which pointed at him, the stars were disillusioned, and meteors flew down.

At the same time, Shen Wanjin suddenly felt something, looked up at the sky, and spit out the name of this rival word by word:

"Ye Xingyuan!"