The Nine Dao Souls and the fiery red Jiao Soul slowly approached and fused with each other. Perhaps it was the particularity of the Jiao Soul, the whole fusion process was not smooth, and the Nine Dao Souls had an instinctive resistance to the Jiao Soul.

Slowly, the Nine Dao Souls completely fused and turned into a transparent villain that was the same as Xu Xiaojing herself, but the eyes of this villain were very empty without the slightest look, and the Jiao Soul on the side was still trying its best to fuse towards this transparent villain.

As time passed, beads of sweat fell on Xu Xiaojing's forehead, and her originally relaxed and comfortable expression became a little painful.

The ghost on the side was a little surprised: "It seems that this is going to fail, how is it possible to fuse the human soul with the beast soul." If you don't need me to do anything, this kid will die under this shattered spirit. ”

However, before he could finish speaking, a scene that stunned him again appeared.

I saw that the Zichen Sword that was originally in Xu Xiaojing's hand slowly floated, and a silver-white silk thread shot directly from the sword body on the transparent villain, and the Jiao soul was also directly pulled into the transparent villain by this silk thread. However, this kind of entry is not a fusion, but a stay, as if a separate space has been opened up in the transparent villain to seal it away.

With the entry of Jiao Soul, the transparent villain's eyes gradually lit up, and then turned into a crystal clear transparent liquid and integrated into Xu Xiaojing's soul.

And after this liquid was fused, this divine soul instantly seemed to be condensed into substance, emitting a dazzling light, and a powerful aura erupted, and then slowly submerged into his body from Xu Xiaojing's Baihui acupoint.

"That breath, has it reached the point of the middle stage of soul melting, how can it be like this?" Feeling the majestic breath, the ghost shadow didn't know how many times it had been subverted by the kid in front of him, but this was far from over.

Just after that divine soul submerged into Xu Xiaojing's body, he thought that this breakthrough would be over, so he no longer hesitated, and immediately made a move, and a huge palm print was directly imprinted.

Just as the palm print was about to fall on the top of Xu Xiaojing's head, it suddenly shattered, and then a terrifying aura enveloped the ghost.

The ghost's body was like thunder, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath weakened instantly.

If you look through the ghostly fog, you can see the panic and disbelief in the eyes of the ghost.

"In this way, how can there be the support of the power of the Heavenly Dao, according to the normal situation, the breakthrough of this divine soul into the body has already ended. ”

The blow of the Heavenly Dao backlash just now made the ghost's aura wilt a lot, and at this time, a trace of bad feelings were born in his heart for the first time.

Sure enough, in the next second, the originally gloomy sky became more and more gray, and countless thunder and lightning snakes were wandering in the thick clouds.

"Boom, Click"

A thick purple thunder pillar fell directly, through the Zichen Sword and then onto Xu Xiaojing's body.

At this time, the Zichen Sword was like a lightning rod, leading the thunder above the Nine Heavens down continuously, passing through itself and then passing on to Xu Xiaojing's body.

The ghost looked at the dense thunder scalp a little numb, and he retreated a little at this time, but when he thought of the terrifying figure in his mind and this unique spirit, he was ruthless and stayed behind, wanting to wait and see again.

This thunderstorm fell directly for more than an hour, and the clouds in the sky were still rolling, but they had also dissipated a lot. The thunderstorm also stopped at this moment, and the whole sky was quiet, but this silence did not last long.

"Boom, Click"

Another thunderbolt fell, but this time the thunder was no longer the dark purple as before, but showed a silvery white color. When this thunderbolt fell, Zichen Sword also let out a soft groan, and Xu Xiaojing's body also trembled violently.

Then his positive spiritual power aura began to rise, and he crossed the False Soul Realm in one fell swoop and stepped into the Soul Melting Realm. At the same time, his body also seemed to have been refined, showing a jade luster, and that strong aura seemed to have reached the point of the middle stage of soul melting.

At this time, the ghost shadow is also becoming more and more empty-hearted, he has a deep understanding of the heavenly thunder just now, it is obviously a real thunder, when he was promoted to the mortal, the last thunder tribulation was such a real thunder, and he also tried his best to support it at that time. But now this kid took it so lightly, which also made him feel a little unsteady.

At this time, he didn't dare to make a move easily, the kid in front of him was too weird, and the backlash of the Heavenly Dao just now still made him feel palpitations.

But this time Xu Xiaojing didn't disappoint him, and opened his eyes after half a pillar of incense. The purple light in the pupils of the eyes flowed, and the three sets of pupils swirled in the eyes like a whirlpool.

"It's been a long time for you, senior, so let's count the new debts and old accounts together. Xu Xiaojing said arrogantly.

Although he had been in a breakthrough before, everything that was happening in front of him was in his perception. Feeling his current state and the weakness of the old ghost in front of him, he can now be said to be extremely confident, not to mention, God is still helping him now.

Hearing his Xu Xiaojing's words, for a while, although the ghost had a weak heart, all the fear was left behind, and it was replaced by anger.

"Okay, okay, it's very good, just now I broke through the soul melt and inflated myself, I'm afraid you haven't seen the outside world, today the old man will tell you what is called the power of transformation. The ghost laughed angrily.

"Noise!"

"The wind leads to thunder!"

"What?!"

The ghost shadow only felt a sharp pain in his mind, and it was still the same move, but this time the power was obviously several times stronger than before, and it took three breaths to alleviate it.

And at this time, a sword light also slashed down towards him, and the thunderclouds that were scattered in the sky were actually triggered again at this moment, and a silver real thunder with the thickness of a little thumb was directly led down by this sword light, but this time the target was no longer that kid, but changed to himself.

Feeling the astonishing aura coming from that sword light, this can already completely threaten a Soul Melting Great Perfection, and even with the blessing of that true thunder, there may be a danger to your life.

Although the ghost itself has the means, he does not dare to underestimate it, and a whirlpool emerges from the void again, but this time it is several times larger than the first time.

The sword light instantly rushed into the whirlpool, and disappeared in an instant.

But before the ghost could smile, there was a crackling sound in the whirlpool, and then the whole whirlpool turned into nothingness. A much dimmer sword light rushed out of it, crashing into his body in the ghost's incredulous eyes.

Although the sword light was already weak, it didn't cause him too much damage, but he was furious, because he was actually injured by a little ghost who had just melted his soul, which was simply a naked slap in the face, and it was simply a shame.

The whole face under the ghost shadow and ghost fog became a little distorted, and he said in a cold tone: "Boy, you should be damned, if that's all there is, then leave your little life behind!"

"Lifestealer's Curse"

With the ghost shadow's loud shout, the ghost mist and demonic qi in his body began to churn violently, and a small banner shot out from it, and countless ghost mist and demonic qi mixed with bloody qi were sucked into the small flag. Then he turned into a huge ghost head with a hideous appearance, and swallowed it towards Xu Xiaojing.

Seeing the momentum of the ghost, Xu Xiaojing didn't dare to slack off, Zi Chen's sword was raised, and the thunderclouds in the sky rolled again.

"Wind and Thunder Sword Wheel"

A silver thunderbolt with the thickness of an arm mixed with the Nine Heavens Gangfeng and the top of the Zichen Sword fused to form a huge sword wheel, and the spiritual power and blood all over the body, and the power of the divine soul were continuously drawn into the sword wheel, making Xu Xiaojing's hands holding the sword tremble a little.

"Broken!"

Xu Xiaojing shouted, and the sword wheel roared towards the ghost head with a strong wind and thunder.

The ghost's face showed a look of horror, this move was obviously more than ten times stronger than the one just now, and the momentum alone had a feeling that made him tremble.

But he had just been swallowed up by the Heavenly Dao, and his strength was already lacking, coupled with the restraint power that the true thunder had on him, the situation instantly had a one-sided feeling.

Ignoring anything else, a mouthful of essence blood spurted into the ghost head in front of him, and the momentum of the ghost head instantly strengthened by several points. At this moment, he no longer hopes too much, only that this ghost can support his escape a little longer.

Seeing that the ghost was about to run, Xu Xiaojing threw the third-order Qi Nourishing Pill into his mouth, urging the sword light to be stronger and stronger, and at the same time, the three pupils in his eyes flowed, and the purple light bloomed, and an inch-long purple light appeared from his eyes.

"Breaking the Sky"

With a soft drink, I saw that the sword wheel, which was originally in a stalemate with the ghost, suddenly disappeared in a flash, and in the next second, it appeared directly in front of the ghost.

Feeling the sharp aura coming from behind him, the ghost figure reluctantly turned around, and saw that the sword wheel collided with his body.

Without making any sound, the power of a metamorphosis realm was destroyed in this wilderness, and the sword wheel was still castrated until it hit a mountain peak, and in an instant the entire mountain peak turned into dust under this sword. As for the ghost head, without the support of subsequent spiritual power, it also turned into a small banner and fell to the ground.

At this moment, Xu Xiaojing's consciousness was a little confused, and a large handful of various pills were stuffed into his mouth without money, which was only slightly better.

This is also the fact that his current Divine Soul Body has reached the point of the middle stage of soul melting, and this time he also used the power of the Thunder Tribulation, otherwise it would not be so easy.

He put away the small banner on the ground, and the storage bag of the ghost, and turned into a streamer and left, because under his divine sense, a group of monks were quickly rushing towards here.