Although, He Wuxian used a trick to break the soul and severely injured the peerless demon soul. (.800Book800)

However, the other dozen or so Martial Sect powerhouses all fled, leaving him alone to face the Demon Soul.

In the blink of an eye, the billowing black mist converged again, condensing a huge demon face.

This demon face is still thirty zhang in size, with scarlet eyes like flames, and a huge mouth, which seems to be restored to its original condition.

But He Wuxian could feel that the power of the demon soul was much weaker.

The Soul Breaking Slash just now must have seriously injured it.

"Moo!"

"Crawler, take your life!"

The demon soul roared angrily, and the huge mouth of the abyss, emitting a dull sound like thunder.

At the same time, it opened its mouth again and spewed out thousands of black mist ropes, sweeping towards He Wuxian.

This attack is simply a hundred trials, covering a radius of hundreds of zhang, almost pervasive.

Even if He Wuhate 'plugged' his wings, he would definitely not be able to escape.

Suddenly, He Wuxian, who was fleeing backwards, was wrapped in more than a dozen black mist ropes and dragged towards the giant mouth of the demon soul.

This time he could only struggle in vain, but he could not use the Soul Slash.

After all, there is a long cooldown time after using a Soul Slash.

He couldn't break free from the ropes of the black mist, waiting for his fate, only to be devoured by the demon soul.

Seeing that, He Wuxian was getting closer and closer to the giant mouth of the demon soul, and he was about to be devoured soon.

In desperation, He Wuxian roared angrily and swung the blood-drinking knife, slashing at the black mist rope around him.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

The muffled sound kept sounding, and the thick black mist rope was constantly cut by the blood-drinking knife, but it condensed again.

After struggling for a few breaths, He Wuxian cut off hundreds of black mist ropes, but he still couldn't break free.

"Shhh

The demon soul opened its big mouth and sucked it in violently, and suddenly a terrifying huge force came, directly swallowing He Wuxian into his big mouth.

He Wuxian immediately felt that there was darkness in front of him, and his whole body was wrapped in endless black mist.

The black mist contained a fierce corrosive force, and immediately eroded his flame shield into a thousand holes.

"Click!

There was a crunch, and his flame shield finally crumbled and shattered.

The black mist demonic qi began to erode the dragon flame armor again, and the white 'color' flame was immediately suppressed and eroded, gradually extinguished.

A desperate, cold breath was born from He Wu's hateful back.

At this moment, in the face of this almost immortal and terrifying demon soul, he had nothing to do.

In desperation, he erupted into a monstrous rage, clenched the blood-drinking knife in both hands, and frantically slashed into the demon's brain. Read the full text of the latest chapter.800BOOK

"Vacuum break!"

The Crimson Treasure Knife appeared, directly slashing the big mouth of the demon soul into a big 'hole'.

"Mountains and rivers are broken!"

Eighteen flame swords appeared, turning into seventy-two swords, directly shattering the big 'hole' to the size of a house.

Under the severe pain, the demon spirit roared angrily, and the black mist rolled and surged.

Endless black fog poured all over the sky, like a 'tide' of water under the hood of He Wuxian.

This time, the demon soul had lost patience, and it actually bombarded all the black mist demonic qi towards He Wuxian.

It wanted to use the most violent and violent way to bombard He Wuxian into scum and devour his power for its own use.

Such a terrifying black mist demonic aura was condensed like a substance, enveloping the space within a radius of ten zhang.

The power of this black mist demonic qi is terrifying.

Even a whole 3,000-zhang tall scorched earth black mountain can be directly exploded.

Seeing the billowing black mist pouring overhead, He Wuxian felt a sense of despair in his heart.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw an unexpected scene.

Thirty feet in front of him, there was a figure, all black, condensed like smoke.

It was a skull more than two feet in size, the black 'hole' and 'hole' eye sockets were pitch black, and the terrifying mouth was like an abyss.

It was condensed by black 'colored' smoke, revealing the head of a peerless demon.

It's just a head, the size of a house.

It is conceivable how huge the real peerless demon is.

At this moment, a realization suddenly appeared in He Wuxi's heart.

He instantly understood that the smoke-like phantom was the peerless demon soul that had been suppressed for tens of thousands of years.

Back then, the world-shattering demon was destroyed in its 'flesh' body, and only a soul remained.

That smoke phantom is the soul of the world's fierce demon, that is, a demon soul.

And the demon face he showed before was just made of the demon soul as the main body and condensing tens of thousands of black mist demonic qi.

"This skull is condensed by the soul of a peerless demon!"

"Only by killing the skull can he be completely killed, otherwise he will be immortal and immortal!"

Suddenly understood, He Wuxian's heart suddenly brightened.

However, he had already used the Dragon Flame Protector skill, and the ten-day cooldown was not over yet.

The billowing black mist demonic aura above his head was like a monstrous flood, and he was powerless to resist it.

At the moment of life and death, he could only grit his teeth and shout coldly: "Fight!"

The six drops of liquid Yuan Force water beads in the dantian erupted with unprecedented power, gushing out Yuan Power like a great river and instilling it all over his body.

The Heavenly Seal on his arms and legs was also activated, shimmering with a dark purple light, providing him with double strength.

A monstrous crimson flame burst out, condensing into a flame shield on the surface of his body, enveloping him in it.

At the same time, the black mist that poured in like a monstrous flood instantly submerged him.

"Click!

The sound of shattering sounded, and He Wuxi's strongest defense, the flame shield, was directly shattered by the impact of the black mist.

The terrifying and terrifying impact directly shook his internal organs, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.

But he clenched his steel teeth, bit out the blood of his lips, and waved his bloody wings, charging towards the skull.

The rolling black mist, the demonic aura was monstrous, and the power was extremely strong, making him like a quagmire, unable to move an inch.

After the black mist demonic qi crushed his flame shield, it actually penetrated the defenses of the dragon flame armor and frantically poured into his body.

Suddenly, the cold demonic qi invaded his body, and He Wuxi's skin suddenly turned dark, exuding a thick demonic qi.

He was directly eroded by demonic energy, and his flesh and meridians were rapidly corrupting and turning into black ashes.

It won't be long before he will be devoured by the black mist demonic energy, and his bones will be gone.

"Poof......

His face instantly turned black, and as soon as his mouth opened, a mouthful of black 'colored' blood spurted out.

Even so, he still refused to give up, desperately breaking out of the blockade of the black mist demonic qi and rushing to the front of the skeleton.

"Vacuum break!"

In an instant, a brilliant sword light appeared, condensing into a crimson treasure knife.

"Poof!"

With a slight muffled sound, the Crimson Treasure Knife 'pierced' through the skull of the soul condensation.

It's so easy, it's so easy!

The Crimson Treasure Knife slashed through the air with ease, without any resistance, and pierced the skull.

Even He Wuxian didn't dare to believe this qiē, and a bad premonition was born in his heart.

The demon soul grinned, staring at him with black 'hole' and 'hole' eyes, and opened his mouth to pop out a few words like thunder.

"This seat is a soul, and how can it be harmed?"

It is true that the skull is just a soul, not an entity, so how could the sword light hurt it?

At this moment, He Wuxian's hands and feet were cold, and his heart was like ashes.

He couldn't slay the demon soul, but the billowing black mist demonic energy had eroded him, and it was rapidly corrupting his 'flesh' body.

After ten breaths at most, the monstrous demonic energy will corrupt him into a dry bone.

However, in the next moment, He Wuxian and the Demon Soul both changed their colors at the same time.

Something happened that neither of them expected.

He Wuxian couldn't stop the trend of rushing and killing, and stabbed the skull fiercely with the blood-drinking knife.

This knife hits the skull's brain 'door'!

But this time, the blood-drinking knife did not pass through the body, and passed directly through it as if it were piercing the air.

The purple 'colored' flame on the blood-drinking knife skyrocketed in an instant.

Dozens of mysterious black mist emerged from the blade, enveloping the skull in an instant, tightly wrapping it.

The skull was instantly restrained and imprisoned, unable to move at all, and struggled with horror on its face.

"What is this?"

"Fuck the crawlers!"

The demon soul panicked, twisting the skull frantically, trying in vain to struggle with the restraints of the black mist.

However, more mysterious black mist continued to pour out from the blood-drinking knife, wrapping the skull like a rice dumpling like a rope.

No matter how fierce the demon soul is, its power is boundless, but it can't break free from the suppression and imprisonment of the blood-drinking knife.

That's not all, the black mist extending from the blood-drinking knife actually tore the skull into pieces.

He Wuxian was also stunned, looking at this qiē in amazement, almost forgetting the sharp pain of being corroded by demonic qi all over his body.

A moment ago, the demon soul was still extremely arrogant and fierce.

And at this moment, the demon soul is like a weak 'chicken' without the power of a 'chicken'.

It was suppressed by the Blood Drinking Knife and could not move at all, and was devoured little by little.

In the blink of an eye, the skull was like a torn piece of cloth, pouring into the blood-drinking knife little by little.

All the while, it could only roar, roar, and struggle in vain, but it could not do anything.

He watched as he was torn to shreds and devoured by the blood-drinking knife.

Thirty breaths passed quickly, and the demon soul that was invincible just now disappeared completely, and all of them were devoured by the blood-drinking knife.

Countless rope-like black mist also converged back into the Blood Drinking Knife.

The mysterious blood-drinking knife once again regained its former appearance, swirling with purple flames, as if nothing had happened before.

At the same time, a system prompt sounded in He Wuxian's mind.

"Ding! Trigger the sword soul of the divine weapon special effect, successfully absorb the power of the target soul, and condense three demonic fog sword souls. ”

"Demon Flame Sword Soul: Ancient Fierce Demons, Millions of Corpses. Blade Soul Effect: Demonic fog covers the sky. ”

"The Blood Drinking Demon Knife now has six sword souls, and the power of its martial arts has increased by six times!"

Hearing the sound of the system's prompt, He Wuxian was completely stunned, and immediately showed a look of ecstasy on his face.

"Wowhaha, it's really a thing to a thing!"

"I really didn't expect that this arrogant and powerful demon soul would be devoured by the blood-drinking knife. ”

"Damn, once 'sex' condenses three sword souls, and the blood-drinking knife has six sword souls, this is against the sky!"