85_85268 "What a perfect body, this king originally intended to occupy Xie Tian's body, but he didn't expect it to fail, but it's okay, God has sent you to this king again......"

The voice of the Lord of the Damned came slowly.

"Thank God that you can't get the physical body of your predecessor, do you really think that my physical body is what you have in your pocket?"

Qin Yufeng smiled coldly.

"It seems that you are questioning the strength of this king...... The reason why Xie Tian's body was not occupied at the beginning was completely an accident, I didn't expect Xie Tian's willpower to be so strong, but you are different, with your Cheng dù, you are also trying to argue with this king, you are completely looking for death......"

Between the words, the soul of the King of Damned had already set off a shocking storm in Qin Yufeng's soul world.

"Such a perfect body will be the king's today!"

Looking at Qin Yufeng, the cursed king's mouth roared violently, and suddenly, in this Qin Yufeng's soul world, a raging tide exploded out of thin air.

"Boom"

An astonishing cold aura instantly began to attack Qin Yufeng's soul.

The clash of souls is more severe than the battle of the body, and if there is a slight slackness, it will be a catastrophe!

At this moment, in this Qin Yufeng's soul world, the endless soul power began to dance wildly, accompanied by the Dao Dao black light, and the vicious smile of the cursed king instantly appeared.

The other party sat in Qin Yufeng's soul world, and the magic patterns on his body began to surge, and his eyes opened and closed, it was an evil party.

With such an aura, even Qin Yufeng didn't dare to be careless, or rather, to deal with this cursed king, Qin Yufeng had to spend twelve points of energy to deal with it.

"Boom"

Qin Yufeng's figure flashed.

At this moment, his soul also suddenly penetrated into the soul world.

"Truly...... Useless ......"

Looking at the appearance of Qin Yufeng's soul, a vicious laugh erupted from the mouth of this cursed king.

The hands moved, and suddenly, the soul power around the body began to burst out, and in the center of the eyebrows, an evil mark suddenly exploded.

"Snort"

Qin Yufeng's face changed drastically, and with the explosion of that mark, he only felt that his soul was boiling and terrifying, as if a billions of iron hammers had struck him on his soul.

The terrifying power sublimated, Qin Yufeng's mind trembled to the extreme at this moment, and the power of his soul was almost collapsed.

If it weren't for Qin Yufeng's cultivation of the "Senluo Wanxiang Technique", which made his soul power extremely consolidated, and the soul itself was even more rare and condensed like a rock, if it was anyone else, I am afraid that after receiving this blow, his soul would be shattered.

"Roar"

Being treated like this, the anger in Qin Yufeng's heart also erupted.

With an angry roar from his mouth, his hands moved, and suddenly the entire soul world began to boil.

"This is my soul, my world, get out of here ......"

The marks of his hands flickered, and hundreds of death thorns quickly rushed towards the cursed king.

In this world of souls, every qiē became real, and this thorn of death was even more so, with Qin Yufeng's cast, hundreds of thorns of death pierced like sharp spears.

Fiercely surrounded the opponent's soul body.

Although the Lord of the Curse said it very beautifully at this moment, in fact, he had experienced a long period of suppression, and he was confronted by this thankful sky.

The strength in his body has long been pitiful.

Not to mention, after Xie Tian's soul burned, he tried to die with him, and he was able to escape from it, which was already a thousand difficulties, so even if he was unparalleled in the world, he was weakened to the extreme at this moment.

Facing Qin Yufeng's shot, a muffled snort had already come out of his mouth involuntarily.

The thorn of death, what a powerful force, the dense divine spear with a terrifying soul power, instantly slaughtered the past, at this moment, even this cursed king began to be unbearable.

Above the body, the armor of white bones began to emit bursts of cracking sounds, and then, the soul body was scattered a lot.

Then, after all, the Lord of the Damned is a powerful man who kills thousands of people and has the power of the world.

His hands moved, and an evil aura instantly diffused.

This evil aura, with boundless power, slowly came out with a cold voice:

"I curse you, and your soul is weak......"

"I curse you, soul suppression!"

"I curse you, and you will never recover!"

"Guided by my supreme bloodline, the soul of the damned—open!"

As the voice of the Cursed King slowly spoke.

Suddenly, Qin Yufeng's face had changed greatly.

There, his death thorn seemed to have encountered a huge shackle and obstacle, not only in terms of speed, but also weakened to the extreme.

In the next moment, an evil force was born in an instant, directly condensing all the death thorns into the divine spear, shattering and engulfing it!

Cursed power!

Qin Yufeng's heart shook violently.

The power of the curse, he knew, was an unimaginable evil force, a branch of the dark attributes, which, once unfolded, could cause unimaginable damage to the soul, body, speed, spirit, and so on of living beings.

At this moment, Qin Yufeng's soul only felt a burst of heaviness, as if a mountain with billions of jun was fiercely suppressed on his body.

It's almost like it's hard to breathe.

Can the soul breathe?

Qin Yufeng didn't know, but at this moment, he clearly had a feeling that was almost suffocating.

The soul trembled, as if it was about to collapse, and it could not even spread out the slightest bit of power.

"I curse you...... Eternal perdition!"

Another cold voice came out slowly.

Suddenly, this voice seemed to announce Qin Yufeng's fate, and his soul was unable to move at this moment, as if it was being pulled by the power of hell, and there was a state of falling into a deep sleep and boundless torture.

"Damn it!"

Feeling the fluctuation in his soul at this moment, Qin Yufeng's heart suddenly shook violently, at this time, he was almost about to sink into this boundless evil.

"Truly...... No need to struggle, no need to resist, the power of the curse will make your soul die completely......"

The voice of the Lord of the Damned slowly came out, evolving with a touch of madness.

"Your soul will belong to me, your qiē will be mine, this body, I will make it an immortal legend, you can be occupied by this king, it is enough to be proud......"

"Fuck your uncle! This is Lao Tzu's body!"

Qin Yufeng's mouth let out a crazy roar.

At this moment, all the soul power shook in unison, and Qin Yufeng tried his best to control his soul world, and then, the flesh and eyebrows evolved.

Suddenly, a drop of golden brilliance slowly appeared in his soul world.

This golden brilliance, like golden glass, was the mysterious bloodline that was born in Qin Yufeng's body.

With the appearance of the brilliance of this golden glazed bar, when he landed, Qin Yufeng's soul world began to shine brightly, and a vast and infinite aura slowly began to spread out.

"Buzz"

A boundless divine might, as if it were an ancient sacred mountain, was fiercely suppressed.

In Qin Yufeng's soul, a tremendous power burst out, instantly dispersing the terrifying effect brought by the original curse power.

Suddenly, Qin Yufeng began to fight back frantically.

The soul was like a god's soul, and it blasted towards the cursed king.

Bang Bang Bang!

At this moment, the King of Damnation was suppressed by the power of the ancient divine mountain, and his soul made an astonishing cracking sound as if it were a physical body!

What kind of power is this?!

The Lord of the Damned's entire soul trembled!

Qin Yufeng had never imagined that the power of this bloodline brilliance would be so amazing, even beyond his expectations!

At this moment, with the collapse of divine light, in this Qin Yufeng's soul world, a teardrop-like divine light also suddenly erupted, it was the soul source heart that bred out of Qin Yufeng's body!

The art of all things is divided into eight parts, and each part will evolve into a teardrop that is unparalleled, and there is the heart of the soul source!

The Heart of the Soul Source has unparalleled potential and power, which is the essence of the Soul Plan.

At this moment, this soul source heart in Qin Yufeng's body continued to flow, and then suddenly trembled in his stunned eyes, and he was separated again!

It's another soul source heart!

The second Soul Source Heart...... Born!

Qin Yufeng didn't expect that at this moment, because of the Cursed King, a new Soul Source Heart would be stimulated in his body!

Could it be ......

Qin Yufeng looked at the blood in his body like a drop of blood, and his heart suddenly moved slightly, this second soul source heart in his body seemed to be inextricably linked to this golden glass-like brilliant bloodline!

And at this moment, the entire body of the Cursed King has been suppressed to the extreme, and in the body of the soul, it is obvious that there is power spreading out!

Qin Yufeng's soul once again occupied a great initiative, pressing step by step, boundless divine power suppressed and moved!

"No...... Don't ^"

Feeling the oppressive aura brought by Qin Yufeng's soul power, all of a sudden, the King of Curses really began to be afraid, at this time, he clearly felt that Qin Yufeng's soul world was undergoing tremendous changes.

And he was indeed right in this way.

With the appearance of the second soul source heart, Qin Yufeng's soul world once again underwent a qualitative change, and the soul power of the Dao Dao constituted a sea-like posture of the soul, and a huge soul wave slammed out.

Countless messages also circulated in his mind, which was the cultivation and mastery of the second level of this "Senluo Wanxiang Technique".

"Suppression!"

Accompanied by Qin Yufeng's long roar, all of a sudden, in his soul world, a huge palm was fiercely suppressed, as if it was the top of a mountain, and it was fiercely suppressed on the soul body of the Cursed King.

With the initiative in hand, Qin Yufeng at this moment finally couldn't bear the tiredness on his body anymore, and then, his soul also fell into a deep sleep.

Vaguely, before he fell asleep, he clearly heard the voice of a human martial cultivator slowly coming out......