"What's that? Soul...... It's going to be absorbed! ”

Seeing the black pill that appeared in the Xuanming Venerable Master's dantian from afar, many martial artists of the Huangquan Sect were shocked in their hearts, and after just one glance, they had a feeling that their hearts were swaying, and even their souls were about to be sucked out!

The power exuded by that small pill made people tremble, and their hearts bowed and worshipped.

"This is the Xuanming Sect's Consummation Xuanming Secret Scripture? Xuanming Divine Pill...... That's a lot of good! ”

The old man of the heavenly corpse looked at this scene, and he secretly admired and nodded.

The Heavenly Corpse Old Man is an old antique in the Demon Sect of the Evil Sect, and he has some understanding of the peerless and quasi-peerless studies of the major sects.

The Xuanming Secret Book of the Xuanming Sect, although it has not yet reached the quasi-peerless level of peerless learning, is actually a peerless learning, and it is difficult for outsiders to cultivate it to perfection except for the creator.

And it is said that the Xuanming Sect's Xuanming Secret Classics have been practiced to the consummation realm, cultivated to pseudo-supernatural powers, and can cultivate the 'Xuanming Divine Pill', which is infinitely mysterious, and can refine the true qi and turn external forces into their own use.

Only the founding patriarch of the Xuanming Sect has refined the Xuanming Divine Pill, and he has been rampant for a while, and he is known as invincible under the martial saint.

"Sure enough, the heavens and the earth changed...... A ragged colt may make a good horse! The Heavenly Corpse Old Man sighed, this Master of the Xuan Ming Sect is the second strong man in the Xuan Ming Sect to cultivate the Xuan Ming Divine Pill!

"This is the pseudo-magical power of the Xuan Ming Master?"

Su Changkong looked at the black-haired Xuan Ming Venerable, and he was also amazed, this was the first strong man he had ever seen who had practiced martial arts to the level of pseudo-divine powers.

"Death!"

The Master of Xuan Ming activated the power of the Xuan Ming Divine Pill, and the soles of his feet stepped on the waves, and his body brought a series of sonic booms, and his physical body broke through the sound barrier, and in just one breath, he crossed a long distance and approached Su Changkong.

Demon Ape Shootout!

The phantom of the giant ape behind Su Changkong sucked in a huge amount of heaven and earth aura, and the aura formed a mist shape, and the giant ape reached out with both hands and pinched it hard.

"Click!"

The space around the Venerable Master was folded and dented, trying to fix him.

"Boom!"

What was frightening was that the Xuan Ming Divine Pill of the Master of Xuan Ming shook slightly, and a black and white true qi erupted from every pore and hair of him, and it was furious like a volcano bursting, and the void trembled violently!

Even the big hand of the giant ape phantom was stretched out, and all five fingers were about to break!

The Xuanming Divine Pill can store a large amount of true qi, which is equivalent to having a second dantian, and can hold ten times or dozens of times its own true qi.

"Chilling Palm!"

The Venerable Master broke through the influence of the 'Demon Ape Capture the Sky', his right palm turned into a white color, and the cold energy emitted by the icy cold could make people's souls freeze, and when he struck out with one palm, the cold wind howled, making people feel like they had fallen into an ice cave.

"Whoa!"

When the cold wind howled, a large amount of gravel in front of it was frozen in the white icebergs, which was jaw-dropping!

But this palm fell short, Su Changkong deer trick body trick, step out, avoid the Xuan Ming Venerable Master's cold palm at the same time, appeared behind him, his right fist brought a tiger roar full of murderous intent, directly hit the back of the Xuan Ming Master's head.

"Bang!"

The moment he hit the head of the Venerable Master, Su Changkong felt a suction force from the Venerable Master's dantian, absorbing and dissolving the lethality of his punch.

"Whew!"

And in an instant, the Venerable Master Xuan Ming brought a blazing wave of fire in his left palm, turned around and struck out with one palm, and the blazing heat that could burn gold and iron made Su Changkong step on it quickly, and he did not choose to make a hard connection.

"Boom, boom!"

The majestic true qi in the Venerable Master's dantian that rushed straight into the sky seemed to be endless, and his every move and style was surprisingly powerful, so that Su Changkong could only rely on the flexibility of the deer trick technique, constantly dodging and counterattacking, but his attack fell on the Venerable Master, as if it was falling in the middle of the sea, and it was difficult to cause damage to him at all.

"That's really ...... Rascally. ”

Su Changkong was a little speechless, every kind of martial art that reached the stage of nurturing supernatural powers was very mysterious.

is like Su Changkong's five-bird play, killing enemies, body methods, and flying, which can be said to be very comprehensive.

But after all, the five poultry operas are health boxing, and the increase in combat power in the same level of martial arts is indeed not strong, and it is not as good as those martial arts that specialize in combat, which is a normal thing.

It can also increase its lifespan, and it can be invincible at the same level, and there is no perfect one!

Of course, in fact, Su Changkong was able to advance and retreat freely in the face of the Xuan Ming Master with his own five-bird play, and it was not too difficult to get out.

But there is also an unfathomable Heavenly Corpse Old Man next to him, although the Heavenly Corpse Old Man looks like he is watching a play, but if he shows weakness and retreats, the Heavenly Corpse Old Man will most likely intervene to stop him, Su Changkong doesn't believe that he helped the Xuan Ming Master find his own location, and will let him leave easily!

In addition, Su Changkong's eyes were cold, this Xuan Ming Venerable Master had cultivated pseudo-supernatural powers, which was a big threat, since he was already a mortal enemy, then Su Changkong's character would inevitably kill him!

"In that case...... Try my sword soul! ”

Su Changkong's face was shrouded in a layer of frost, and it was difficult for the Five Fowl Opera to threaten the Xuan Ming Master, so the only way to do that was to use his sword soul.

In the Ten Thousand Souls Cave, push the sword technique from the sword intent to the level of the sword soul, and what is the power of the enemy, just try it and know!

"You slippery loach, give me death! All rivers are inclusive! ”

The Master of Xuan Ming urged the Xuan Ming Divine Pill, and his power was endless, but he was a little angry at the moment, Su Changkong relied on the body method of shrinking the ground into inches, which made him helpless for a while, and under the rage, the True Qi in the palm of the Master Xuan Ming became a whirlpool, rotating at an extremely fast speed like a black hole, producing a huge suction force.

The Xuanming Secret Dictionary can absorb the power of others for its own use, and reach the level of the Xuanming Master, and can suck up all the true qi of a person in the air, and in anger, he will shoot with all his might, and a suction force will drag Su Changkong, and he will suck out all the true qi in his body alive!

But at this time, Su Changkong did not retreat but advanced, and took the initiative to meet the Venerable Master Xuanming.

"Die!"

The surging true qi between the five fingers of the Venerable Master gathered and swirled, and the five fingers grabbed angrily, and there was a trace of hideous color on his face, and he wanted to capture Su Changkong, suck his true qi dry, and tear him to pieces!

But suddenly, the Xuan Ming Venerable's eyelids jumped violently, and an extreme sense of threat hit his heart.

"Khoo!!"

Su Changkong's palm was already pressed on the handle of the knife at his waist, and the moment the palm of his hand touched the knife, it seemed to have some kind of resonance, and the ordinary iron chopping knife was endowed with a soul, making a loud knife sound!

This voice is not a real voice, but an illusory, soul-like voice, ethereal, yet deafening!

"What?"

The Venerable Master's scalp was numb at this moment, and at this moment time seemed to stand still, he saw an invisible fluctuation spread, and a cold sword light broke free from the shackles of the scabbard, which seemed to be slow, but in fact it was so fast that people's senses were confused.

The sword light of that Senhan is illusory and real, simple and gorgeous, cutting through the space, tearing the void like a thin piece of paper, from far and near!

Realizing that something was wrong, the Master withdrew sharply, but it was still a little late.

"Poof!"

The sword light cut through the palm of the Master of the Xuan Ming Master, and with a crisp tearing sound, the thick and terrifying protective true qi covered by the Master of the Xuan Ming Master's palm was easily torn apart, and half of his palm, along with five fingers, was cut off and thrown out.

"Hand ...... My hand! ”

The Master staggered back, a little unresponsive, until a piercing pain struck, and he let out a terrible wail, and the pain from the severed palm penetrated deep into his soul, making his soul seem to be crippled, and the pain was unbearable!

"It's that simple...... Hurt him? ”

Even Su Changkong himself was a little stunned, his previous 'White Tiger Roaring Kill' and other killing moves were powerful, and it was difficult to hurt the Master Xuanming in the slightest if he hit the head of the Venerable Master, but now he used the sword soul, just by looking at his face, he cut off one of the palms of the Venerable Master!

"I see...... This 'pseudo-supernatural power' of the Master of the Underworld can absorb and defuse any attack, but it does not include the 'sword soul', which is the power from the soul! It's a very different force! ”

Su Changkong had an understanding.

His Five Fowl Drama is a killing move that bursts out with the spirit spirit mobilizing the aura of heaven and earth, and the Master of the Xuan Ming can absorb and defuse these kinds of attacks in this regard.

But the sword method reaches the soul realm and creates the sword soul, which is the sublimation of the soul, and the power that bursts out from the soul is different from the aura of heaven and earth and even the true qi cultivated by the body, so the secret book of the Xuan Ming Master has reached the level of pseudo-supernatural powers, and it is difficult to dissolve!

"How...... How is that possible? What kind of magic weapon is this? Can you break through my Xuanming True Qi? ”

The blood from the severed palm of the Venerable Master was soaring, and the pain was so painful that his soul trembled, he was a little incredulous, Su Changkong could easily hurt him with a knife, he felt that it might be related to Su Changkong's knife, it was a divine weapon that was difficult to find in the world!

Of course, in fact, the iron cutting knife held by Su Changkong was just an ordinary knife, but it resonated with his sword soul, but it was better than any divine weapon!

"Kill!"

The mind was racing for only a moment, Su Changkong didn't give the Venerable Master Xuan Ming a chance to breathe, his soul was trembling, and his whole body was overflowing with a sharp edge that cut everything, and he took one step, holding the iron chopping knife in both hands, and slashed down with a knife in the head.

This simple knife, but it is natural, with a small dark crack, as if cause and effect, the knife is out, and it will be hit! Nothing is chopped!

"Xuanming Divine Pill!"

The Xuanming Venerable's hair stood on end, and a long and crazy howl sounded from his mouth, and the Xuanming Divine Pill in his dantian rushed straight out of his body, and quickly swelled up, turning into a black ball with a diameter of nearly a zhang, blocking between the two, and the thick true qi filled it, like a black hole, which could twist all those who approached it into pieces.

In the face of this soul-slashing sword, it was difficult for the Master to dodge, so he could only defend himself with the Xuanming Divine Pill that he had cultivated for many years.

"Whew!"

The Iron Chopping Knife slashed down angrily, carrying an indestructible power from the soul on the blade, accompanied by a piercing tearing sound, the Xuanming Divine Pill that had swelled to a diameter of nearly a zhang was pulled by the blade, tearing a huge gap.

"Boom!"

The original round Xuanming Divine Pill was torn apart, as if a balloon had been punctured, and a large amount of true qi poured out from it frantically, and that strong true qi was obtained by the Master Xuanming who had practiced penance for nearly a hundred years, and had absorbed and refined countless martial arts powerhouses.

The rich true qi turned from mist to liquid, and it shot out everywhere, making it feel like a black drizzle was falling in the radius!

"Ahhh It's mine...... My Xuanming Divine Pill! ”

The Venerable Master's face was distorted, frightened, mixed with disbelief, and an unacceptable wail came out of his mouth, his breath quickly withered, and the whole person seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant, wrinkles appeared on his handsome face, his black hair became snow-white, and the Xuanming Divine Pill was broken, and he had suffered a heavy blow that was difficult to heal.

The Venerable Master of Xuanming, he practiced for many years before relying on his extraordinary martial arts qualifications, as well as the right time and place, to push the Xuanming Secret Book to a consummatory state, comparable to the ancestors, and even more ambitious, vowing to surpass the ancestors, rise in the prosperous era, go against the current, and achieve the martial saint!

But as a result, the Xuanming Divine Pill, the foundation of his pride, was slashed by Su Changkong in a single sword, and years of penance were in vain, how could the Xuanming Master accept it?

"The Venerable Master...... Defeated? Is that...... Soul! This bladeless blade has been cultivated into a sword soul! ”

The Heavenly Corpse Old Man in the distance witnessed this scene, and a look of shock and disbelief appeared on the old man's face.

Martial arts are mostly about cultivating the physical body and controlling power.

When you reach an extremely high level, you can cultivate pseudo-supernatural powers, or even real supernatural powers!

The artistic conception of martial arts is equally important, because it is not the physical body that is cultivated, but the level of spirit and sea awareness!

It's like opening the twelve heavenly veins, and you have to cultivate the artistic conception of the martial arts in order to achieve the return of the five qi to the sea of knowledge, and this step is already to exclude nine out of nine innate martial artists.

If you want to make the artistic conception of martial arts go further, it involves the level of your own soul, and sublimating and transforming your soul is a kind of mysterious realm, which is even more difficult than cultivating a quasi-peerless study to perfection!

Many martial artists have sharpened their martial arts artistic conception to perfection, but it is difficult for them to take that step in their lives.

The body is the ship and the soul is the person who drives the boat, and the two complement each other and are both important.

Even to achieve a true martial saint, there are requirements for knowing the sea and soul!

The blade in front of him, who has no reputation and very little information, not only cultivates pseudo-supernatural powers, but also transforms his soul and cultivates his sword soul?

"Judging from his aura, he is extremely young, no more than fifty years old, cultivating pseudo-divine powers, cultivating into a sword soul, absolutely ...... The capital of the Martial Saint! Is this bladeless blade the reincarnation of a martial saint? The old man's heart shook, he had lived for a long time, and there were not many things that could make him feel troubled.

The Heavenly Corpse Old Man understands that the 'Sword Without Blade' in front of him is most likely the reincarnation of the Martial Saint, the Divine Son of the Bloodline Ancestor, otherwise it would be difficult to explain such a demon!

"Old Zombie...... Heavenly corpse senior! Save me! Help me! ”

And at this time, the sound of a drowning man grabbing a straw for help sounded in the distance, it was the Master of Xuanming.

The Xuanming Divine Pill was broken, and the whole person of the Xuanming Master instantly became old and sluggish, and his breath fell rapidly, and he had no ability to resist in the face of Su Changkong, but he thought of the Heavenly Corpse Old Man.

This Heavenly Corpse Old Man is definitely the top powerhouse in the Evil Demon Sect, unfathomable, and the only hope for the Xuan Ming Venerable Master to survive is for the Heavenly Corpse Old Man to help!

This made the Venerable Master cry out for help regardless of his dignity, and in order to seize this glimmer of life, he cultivated pseudo-supernatural powers, and even had the ambition to reach the pinnacle, and was unwilling to die here.

The old man of the Heavenly Corpse stood expressionless, motionless, he understood that the Master of the Xuan Ming was already dead, and even if he was willing to make a move, it would be too late!

"No ......"

The Venerable Master's body trembled, and before he could spit out a word in his mouth, the cold blade swept past his neck, and a head flew up, with strong fear and unwillingness still remaining in his eyes.

Blood splattered from the severed neck of the Venerable Master, and his head fell to the ground, and his body also went limp.

This cultivator has pseudo-supernatural powers, and he can be called a strong martial arts master, in the previous era, it was enough to run rampant for a while, but just out of the customs, the first battle was his last battle! Killed on the spot!

"Whew!"

Su Changkong exhaled, the pseudo-divine power of the Xuan Ming Master is indeed powerful, but it is a pity that his sword soul is indestructible and difficult to resist, and even his pseudo-divine power has been cracked by the sword soul, and there is only one way to die.

"Do you want to try my knife too?"

After killing the Venerable Xuanming, Su Changkong looked at the old man of the Heavenly Corpse staring at him in the distance with a calm face, and he said indifferently.

This Heavenly Corpse Old Man is unfathomable, he is no less powerful than the Xuan Ming Master, and most of them are the kind that cultivated into pseudo-supernatural powers many years ago, in Su Changkong's feeling, the Heavenly Corpse Old Man is more dangerous than the Xuan Ming Master!

(End of chapter)