"Martial Soul True Body!"

Lan Mo roared angrily, his body shook twice, and almost instantly, it turned into a narrow-mouthed battle knife that was nearly two meters long!

The sword floated in mid-air, and the blue light shone. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

An incomparably powerful aura even penetrated the iron wire ten-star vine, making Chu Qingyun feel a faint tingling sensation in his skin!

The true body of the martial soul, Chu Qingyun has also seen it many times.

This can be regarded as a desperate trick for the members of the Martial Soul Palace, once the true body of the martial soul is used, no matter whether it is successful or not, it will fall into a very weak state afterwards.

But the martial soul true body also has a great enhancement to their strength!

Facing Lan Mo's martial soul true body, Chu Qingyun's face was also solemn, and he didn't dare to be careless, and the ten vines were also withdrawn to his side, ready to defend at any time.

One person and one knife, quietly confronted each other for a moment.

The atmosphere around is extremely oppressive.

All the sounds of insects and birds have disappeared, even the sound of the wind, and they have disappeared in this silent confrontation.

And at this time.

The fierce aura on the blue sword began to converge strangely.

But as the aura converged, a layer of extremely short, but extremely dazzling and dazzling sword rays condensed at the top of the battle knife, and there, the air seemed to be crushed!

The breath of the war knife is converging to the extreme, and the sword is also bright to the extreme!

Sou!

The battle knife almost flashed, dragging out a clear blue trajectory, and the sword was pointed directly at Chu Qingyun!

"Iron Wire Ten Star Vine!"

Chu Qingyun let out a low snort, and the ten vines of the Ten Star Vines of the Iron Wire were instantly twisted together, and they suddenly stabbed at the true body of the Blue Ink Martial Soul.

Whoop......

Under the sharp sword, the iron wire ten-star vine finally couldn't resist and was instantly twisted into pieces!

The long knife kept crushing the vines, approaching Chu Qingyun and leaving!

However, from the martial soul behind Chu Qingyun, vines continued to grow, constantly resisting the war knife and consuming his strength.

After consuming a few breaths of such persistence, the ten-star vines of the iron wire finally couldn't support it, and silently exploded into pieces, and all the vines disappeared in an instant!

Although Chu Qingyun's Yuan Power is still endless, even if it is a fourth-order martial soul, there is a limit!

However, under the continuous consumption of the iron line and the ten star vines, the blue mangs on the war knife were also much dimmer, and the sword mangs also began to show a decline.

"Iron Wall!"

Chu Qingyun's face was grim, and he instantly cast an iron-walled martial spirit.

Four walls of steel emerged out of thin air, overlapping each other, stopping in front of the sword.

Rumble!

The iron walls on all sides were completely torn apart after only being blocked for a moment, and the third-order soul technique was completely inadequate in front of the martial soul true body.

"Yuan Li!"

Chu Qingyun's face was still cold, and with a wave of his arm, a large amount of yuan power surged out, surging towards the battle knife like a tide.

The sword was wrapped in Yuan Li, like a boat sailing against the current, the speed began to slow down, and the light became even dimmer.

However, the aura on the sword is still extremely powerful, although it is still nearly ten meters apart, it has already stimulated Chu Qingyun's Xuantian Divine Pattern Qingmang!

Eight meters, the fierce aura of the sword has already allowed Chu Qingyun to use all his strength to resist with the Xuantian Divine Pattern!

Five meters, Chu Qingyun stretched out, and the arm that released the Yuan Force already felt bursts of tearing pain, and the Xuantian Divine Pattern that was urging to the extreme couldn't resist the fierce breath!

Two meters, huh, Chu Qingyun's arm cut out a long wound, from the wrist to the shoulder, bloody!

One meter.

Everything dissipates in an instant!

The blue long knife, like a dead thing, was quietly suspended in Chu Qingyun's Yuan Force.

From beginning to end, Chu Qingyun's other hand was tightly holding the Thunder Cloud Sword.

However, Lan Mo still failed to force Chu Qingyun to use the stabbing sword style after all!

"Lan Mo, you've lost!"

Chu Qingyun grinned, and the bloodied arm suddenly grabbed forward, grabbing the blue battle knife one by one.

The sharp blade cut through the palm of his hand, but Chu Qingyun didn't care about it, and the devouring power erupted from his palm, devouring the power of the martial soul on the sword and the Yuan force together, frantically devouring!

The long knife trembled violently, as if something extremely terrifying had happened.

However, under the entanglement and suppression of the devouring power, he who had already entered a weakened state, had no ability to resist at all, and he couldn't even restore his human form!

The Yuan Power of the second-level martial spirits was very abundant, and with the Yuan power of the four first-level martial spirits that Chu Qingyun had devoured before, his sea of qi was quickly filled with pure Yuan power.

However, devouring the martial soul was still devouring and refining the Yuan Power of Blue Ink, and it was constantly being transported into Chu Qingyun's sea of qi.

Because devouring the martial soul will refine the devoured Yuan Force into a Yuan Force that is suitable for the Chu Qingyun Martial Dao Realm, the more advanced and refined the Devouring Yuan Power is, the easier it is to fill the Qi Sea.

If it stopped devouring now, then most of the remaining Yuan Power of Blue Ink would definitely dissipate quickly and be wasted.

After thinking about it for a while, Chu Qingyun simply started cultivating!

Anyway, the devouring power has been used, and the rest is all done by devouring the martial spirit.

Chu Qingyun didn't care about devouring the Yuan Force, closed his eyes, sank into the sea of qi, and began to concentrate on condensing and compressing the Yuan Force.

Piece after piece of mist-like Yuan Power was condensed by Chu Qingyun into drop after drop of Yuan Liquid, merging into that large mass of Yuan Liquid.

And the consumed Yuan Force was quickly replenished by the Devouring Martial Soul.

Time is consumed bit by bit......

Lianshan County, Xicheng District, in that inconspicuous house.

Liu Canghai clenched his fists with both hands and walked around the room, very restless, while Ah Mu of the Martial Spirit Hall was sitting on the side, drinking tea slowly.

"It's been a few days, and you still have the heart to drink tea?, why hasn't there been any news from the people sent out?" Liu Canghai glared at Amu and asked anxiously.

These days, he would run here almost every day to ask about the interception and killing of Chu Qingyun.

Although Ah Mu reassured him every time, saying that Chu Qingyun would definitely die, perhaps because of his weak heart as a thief, Liu Canghai always had a very ominous premonition in his heart.

"Hehe, don't worry, I sent five first-level martial spirits, one second-level martial spirit, unless that Chu Qingyun can fly to the sky and escape to the earth, otherwise, he will definitely die. ”

Amu smiled indifferently, obviously very confident in Lan Mo's strength.

However, at this moment, a jade plaque on the table suddenly clicked and split in half from the middle.

Bang Dang!

The tea bowl that Amu was holding fell to the table, and the tea splashed all over him.

However, he seemed to be unconscious, staring at the cracked jade plaque without blinking.

"What's wrong?" asked Liu Canghai anxiously.

After being silent for half a minute, Amu said slowly: "The second-level martial spirit sent to intercept and kill Chu Qingyun...... Dead!"