The divine soul attack is invisible and formless, but it is the most dangerous.

Zhang Li knew that there were not many such inheritances in Luo Wuzhou or Lu Yangzhou.

The means of the Imperial Spirit Dao encountered in the mortal time were not pure divine soul attacks.

However, Shinto cultivation focuses on the divine soul, and Zhang Li is blessed by the power of merit, and his own divine soul is powerful, but there are few divine soul attack methods.

At this time, the cloud and mist rope transformed by the power of the divine soul shrouded him, and he was a little more interested.

He didn't draw his sword, but moved his body and stepped back.

"Even if you know each other, you know that the broken soul rope of the poor road can't be hard-connected." The Taoist missed the blow and waved his hand with a chuckle.

The cyan streamer exploded, and when it reunited, it was already behind Zhang Li, blocking his retreat.

The other two Izumo Continent cultivators stepped back in tacit understanding, raising their hands to attract two void lights, rippling and flickering.

"Zhu Daoyou, when the meeting loots the benefits, our brother wants thirty percent."

"Deal."

After the exchange of two sentences, it was obvious that these three Izumo Continent cultivators had an extremely tacit understanding.

More than three cultivators from Izumo Continent made a move, and the remnant souls scattered around them also ignored the cultivators from Izumo Continent at all, and instead rushed towards Zhang Li.

The cultivators of Izumo Continent are good at the Divine Soul Cultivation Method, so naturally there is a way to keep these remnant souls from attacking them, and even use them for them.

No wonder Luo Wuzhou directly banned the ancient battlefield, it was really in this ancient battlefield, Luo Wuzhou's qi refiners did not have an advantage.

Looking at the blue light and remnant souls around him, Zhang Li's eyes revealed a glimmer of crystalline divine light.

In this moment alone, the other party's use of the power of the divine soul has already shown at least three forms.

It's kind of interesting.

Zhang Li raised his hand, and the long sword in his hand shook, and the sword rang out.

The others followed the sword, stepped over the gap in the blue light in front of him, raised his hand and slashed back the remnant soul that was blocking the way.

The action is fast, and the sword is like the wind.

This scene made the three Izumo Continent cultivators not only not surprised, but their faces showed joy.

The stronger Zhang Li is, the more treasures he has on his body.

The stronger Zhang Li, the stronger the combat power will be after being subdued.

It's much easier to use than those remnant souls that were subdued in the ancient battlefield.

"Sealed." The Taoist standing in front of him raised his hand and waved, and a cyan light curtain rose in front of him.

The soul is a thought, and the thought is formed.

The practice of Izumoshu is closer to Shinto.

Not to mention the earth immortal realm, the cultivators of the three continents that Zhang Li came into contact with, Lu Yangzhou is good at magic and magical powers, Luo Wuzhou is mostly refining the body, and this Yunzhou has more means in the divine soul.

"Thorn-"

Zhang Li's long sword stabbed on the cyan light curtain in front of him, and the blade of the sword shook slightly.

This light curtain can block the blow of the five layers of the foundation.

It's rare.

After all, the other party was just a cultivator who had built the fourth layer of the foundation.

Without a single blow piercing the light curtain in front of him, Zhang Li turned around and slashed, and the blade tore apart the two cyan halos that were chasing him.

This sword made the three Izumo Island cultivators change color.

The sharp aura surpassed their previous imagination.

It's a tricky guy.

The three of them approached alertly, one with a cyan spear in his hand, and two with dust and a three-foot water thorn in his hand.

They are all high-grade magic weapons in good condition.

Obviously, these three people are also used to shooting together.

At this time, Zhang Li, who had already touched the strength of the three of them and the means of divine souls, no longer kept his hands.

He raised his hand with a sword, turned into three sharp edges, and pointed directly at the three people in front of him.

The blade of the sword flashed away, without the slightest hint of wind, but it was extremely fast.

The magic weapons in the hands of the three Izumo Continent cultivators didn't even have time to resist it, and they were already hit in the chest by the sword blade, and the whole person fell upside down.

One sword and three nods, the phoenix nirvana danced.

Zhang Li's long sword swept across, and an exploding sword light around his body knocked those remnant souls away.

The radius is 100 feet long, and it is empty.

Holding the sword forward, the sword intent on his body condensed and turned into Sen Ran's killing intent.

"I'm a little interested in your Izumo Island's Divine Soul Cultivation Method."

Zhang Li's sword, raised.

The three Izumo Island cultivators who sat on the ground with blood spilling from the corners of their mouths turned pale.

Sword intent.

Knowing that the sword cultivator in front of him had already condensed the sword intent, the three of them would never make a move.

They will choose to take a direct detour.

"Whoever of you hands over the inheritance of the Divine Soul Cultivation will be able to leave alive." Han Muye's voice did not carry the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Above the blade, the killing intent is condensed.

"Don't believe him—"

"Thorn-"

Before the Izumo Continent cultivator finished speaking, Zhang Li's sword blade had already slashed across his neck.

The cultivator's eyes widened, and he spread out his palm, and in the palm of his hand was a piece of jade slip.

He wanted to give his legacy.

He just wanted to calculate the two people around him, but he didn't expect Zhang Li to be so decisive.

A sword seals the throat.

Zhang Li's long sword was raised, and the jade slip fell into the palm of his hand.

Shrouded in divine thoughts, feeling that the jade slip was indeed a divine soul exercise, Zhang Li could only silently say sorry in his heart.

The sword was drawn a little faster.

He looked up again, and there was a fierce glint in his eyes.

"My Divine Soul Technique is better than his Yuan Soul Technique."

"I, mine is, the secret of the sect."

The remaining two Izumo Continent cultivators all raised their hands and threw the jade slip towards Zhang Li.

Zhang Li stretched out his hand to take the jade slip, withdrew the long sword, and waved his hand.

The two cultivators who had survived the catastrophe hurriedly got up and fled.

"Did you put something missing?" Zhang Li's voice sounded.

The two of them were shocked, and carefully put down the magic weapon in their hands.

Then he reluctantly put down the storage bag on his waist.

It wasn't until they got into the fog and completely lost their sense of Zhang Li that they were relieved.

"It's too unjust." The black-bearded Taoist gritted his teeth and whispered, he rubbed his palm, and a jade-colored talisman appeared in his palm.

"The sword cultivation that condenses the sword intent is a great achievement." Another Izumo Island cultivator had a hint of fierceness in his eyes.

The two looked at each other, ran briskly, and disappeared into the mist.

At this time, Zhang Li had already explored all three jade slips.

The three methods of condensing and cultivating the soul of the gods are not very clever.

He has merit accumulation of his own merits, and he doesn't need these practices.

However, the Divine Soul Imperial Envoy Method carried in the three jade slips, and several not too complicated Divine Soul attack methods, were extremely rare gains for him.

Concentrate as a needle, flying a hundred feet.

Turn the gods into a net, and the body can be attacked and defended.

There is also a divine soul as a sword, attached to the weapon, which can break the god and kill the soul.

All three methods are extremely practical.

Standing in the distance, Zhang Li groaned and looked around.

At this time, the remnant souls that were originally scattered hundreds of feet away had begun to slowly gather.

He stood still, his eyes flashing with light.

Raising his hand, a broken sword flew down.

The remnant sword shook, and a phantom appeared.

"Zhang Xiaoyou—"

The phantom clenched his fists, and before he finished speaking, Zhang Li had already slapped it with one palm.

A golden talisman flew out, enveloping the remnant.

Immortal Talisman.

Sealed.

The radius is thousands of feet, and the clouds are surging, turning into a whirlpool.

The pale golden streamer swirled and melted into the remnant soul's body.

The remnant soul phantom continued to solidify, turning into a forty-year-old man wearing a pale golden robe and a golden crown on his head.

Holding a long sword in his hand, the middle-aged man showed perseverance and joy on his face.

"Zhao Pucheng pays a visit to the master." Holding the sword to Zhang Li, the remnant soul of the sword cultivator named Zhao Pucheng showed golden light in his eyes and looked around.

Even if this place is an ancient battlefield and his strength is suppressed, he can directly control the thirty-mile radius of heaven and earth, and his own strength has reached half a step of Jindan.

Although the cultivation has not yet reached Jindan, Zhao Pucheng, as a fiefdom immortal, can be called immortal and immortal in the thirty-mile divine domain.

He raised his hand, and the golden light in his palm exploded.

Streams of golden light flew in all directions, locking up the panicked remnants.

In just a moment, Zhao Pucheng was already standing in front of a row of nearly 100 remnant souls, all of whom were wearing a layer of thin gold armor.

These remnant souls will be the dependents of Zhao Pucheng in the divine domain in the future.

With his strength, he naturally can't directly recruit so many dependents, but fortunately, this is an ancient battlefield, and there are many remnant souls, all of which can be pulled by only a little Shinto power.

After Zhao Pucheng arranged the remnant souls around him and guarded them, Zhang Lifang slowly crossed his knees, and then put the three pieces of jade slips in the palm of his hand.

It is not difficult to practice the Divine Soul Cultivation Method in the Jade Slip, for Zhang Li, who already has the nine-layer Divine Soul Realm of the Jindan Realm, these small methods only take half a day, and they have already practiced proficiently.

"Hum—"

The moment Zhang Li opened his eyes, ten invisible ruler-length divine soul golden needles in front of him condensed.

These Divine Soul Golden Needles flickered, and they had already flown three hundred zhang away.

His Divine Soul cultivation was more than a thousand times stronger than that Izumo Continent cultivator, and it was easy to control ten Divine Soul Golden Needles from a distance.

The moment the Divine Soul Golden Needle flew out, Zhang Li's three-layer cyan Divine Soul snare emerged.

Layer upon layer, illusory shines.

In his hand, the long sword slowly condensed, and then above the blade, a thin layer of sword light covered it.

This is the sword qi of the divine soul, which can hurt people's souls and kill souls.

The cultivation of the three divine soul techniques, although they are all small methods and cannot be elegant, they are greatly blessed with the combat power of Zhang Li at the current stage.

In his cultivation, the physical body cultivates the golden body of martial arts, which is about equivalent to the second layer of Jindan, and the sword path gathers two sword intents, which is also equivalent to the second layer of Jindan.

The immortal path cultivation is weaker, and he has not yet reached the Jindan realm.

But his highest level is the water of the divine soul that has already stepped into the Jindan Ninth Layer Realm, and can envelop a radius of three thousand miles in the sea of knowledge.

This kind of divine soul power is not used to use divine soul attack methods, it is really a tyrannical thing.

Now, he has several divine soul attack methods in Izumo Continent, which is directly equivalent to a divine soul overhaul of the Jindan Nine-Layer Realm.

Even if these small means can't really be used to compete with those Jindan ninth-layer powerhouses, but with this means to protect himself, he has no fear in the face of the late Jindan stage.

"Master, someone is coming."

Zhao Pucheng took a step, landed on Zhang Li's side, and spoke in a low voice.

His current body shape was no different from that of an ordinary cultivator, except for a trace of Shinto aura on his body, which no one else could feel at all.

Zhang Li raised his hand, all the divine soul means dissipated, and then turned his head to look behind him.

Not far away, a group of about seven or eight cultivators walked cautiously.

"Who?"

"Be careful, if it's an Izumo Island cultivator, you will be surrounded and killed."

Seeing Zhang Li through the clouds and mist, the team quickly surrounded him.

When they waited ten zhang away, they saw Zhang Li's face clearly, and the two team leaders trembled.

"Zhang Li!"

"True Yue Sect Zhangli!"

There were eight cultivators in total, all of them frozen.

There are no top elite powerhouses among them, and in the face of masters like Zhang Li, it is not enough to see at all.

Generally, when they meet on the ancient battlefield, the strong suppress the weak, and it is light to take the gain.

When encountering a strong man with a tyrannical temperament, it is a matter of whether he can escape his life.

"Let's go." Zhang Li waved his hand.

He had no interest in killing them.

There is no master among them who can make him have the desire to make a move.

"Thank you, Daoist Zhang."

"Zhang Gongzi is benevolent."

"Zhang Gongzi will have a period later, we are people from Luyang Sect."

The relieved crowd slowly retreated, looking for a direction and leaving quickly.

This is to meet Zhang Li, who can be regarded as having an identity among the elite, cherishing feathers and not attacking them.

"Be careful, be careful, next time, maybe you can have such good luck." Walking out of the hundreds of zhang away, the cultivator who led the team turned around and spoke in a low voice.

The others also wiped the sweat off their foreheads, nodded and said, "Zhenyue Sect Zhangli, it is indeed graceful enough." ”

A few people walked forward quickly, and before they could walk a thousand feet away, they heard a roar behind them.

"That sword cultivator is here!"

"Haha, Luo Wuzhou went to the sword cultivation, and he still cultivated the sword intent, and it is a great achievement to catch it back."

Several long laughs rang out.

The surrounding clouds and mist were churning, like boiling seawater.

An overhaul of Izumoshu is coming!

This kind of power is at least the Jindan realm!

Also, if you dare to besiege and kill a sword cultivator like Zhang Li, don't even think about it without Jindan's strength.

The eight elite disciples of the Lu Yang Sect had solemn expressions.

"Senior Brother Du, we can't participate in this kind of battle at all, let's go." An emaciated young man whispered.

The others nodded in horror.

In this meeting, these cultivators who only have six or seven layers of foundation building, let alone participate, they can't even watch the battle.

It would be good if Zhang Li could win, but if Zhang Li lost, the cultivators of Izumo Continent would not give them a chance to escape.

"Zhang Li acts benevolently and righteously, and we can't just walk away." Senior Brother Du, the leader of the team, gritted his teeth and took out the jade-colored token he was holding in his hand.

"Senior Brother Zhang, you hold the jade plate of the Sect Alliance and lead everyone away."

"When you get to a safe place, you can try to activate the token to summon several other teams of brothers and sisters in the same sect, and see if you can find the team of the alliance sect."

Senior Brother Du took a deep breath, clenched the gray long-handled wooden staff in his hand, and turned around and rushed in the direction he was coming from.

"I can't fall in the face of Lu Yangzong."

When the cultivators of Luo Wuzhou were besieged, as a disciple of the sect of Luo Wuzhou, he did not save him, which would indeed lose face of the sect.

But in the end, before life and death, who really dares, who is really willing?

"Senior Brother Du!"

Several people shouted, but they could only watch Senior Brother Du disappear in the mist.

"Let's go, don't disappoint my senior brother." Senior Brother Zhang, who was holding the jade plaque, gritted his teeth, his eyes showed grief, and strode away.

Others are not far behind.

"Boom-"

In the rear, the sound of a loud explosion was heard.

"Zhang Gongzi, Lu Yang Sect Du Shicheng came to help——"

Senior Brother Du's voice was full of disdain for life and death.

This made the faces of several Luyang Sect disciples who were running even more sad.

"We must find reinforcements to rescue our senior brother."

Senior Brother Zhang's palm, who was holding the jade plaque, revealed golden light, and the spirit patterns on the jade plaque were scattered, sending out a slight shock towards the surroundings.

At this time, Du Shicheng had already seen Zhang Li's figure.

"This, how can this be ......"

(End of chapter)