If the two were reversed, it would probably be the same situation.

There is no difference between them at all, and once they have the advantage, they basically don't want to break back.

"Damn, is it possible that he is going to be killed here?"

Lu Chuan's heart was full of anger, but unfortunately it was useless.

The shadow knew him as well as he knew himself.

The attacks kept falling on his body, and Lu Chuan's soul was constantly weakened.

Lu Chuan already understood what was going on with this test, but he didn't have the ability to turn the situation back.

This is a fantasy land, and only the soul enters here.

The attack that was made when he killed the villagers before was not an aura, but a soul power.

Skills such as stepping forward and full moon slashing are all driven by aura, using the power of the flesh.

At this time, the physical body did not come in, and Lu Chuan did not have the corresponding soul skills, so he could only use mortal moves.

It's a pity that I made a wrong step and made a wrong step, and now it's too late to react.

The shadow didn't give him a chance at all, and Lu Chuan, who was constantly attacking, was tired of coping.

Although most of the attacks were blocked, as the person who was attacked, Lu Chuan's soul power consumption far exceeded that of the shadow.

It won't be long before Lu Chuan's soul power is exhausted, it will be his death.

"No! I can't go on! But the question is, how can I get out of the situation I am in? In this case, I have no chance. Could it be that we can only hope that he will make a mistake, but what if he does not make a mistake?"

Lu Chuan thought while being beaten, and then found that there was no way to do chicken feathers.

He's not a person who gives up easily, but the problem is that it's useless even if he doesn't give up.

Time passed little by little, and it was as long as centuries for Lu Chuan.

His soul became weaker and weaker, his consciousness became more and more blurred, and he gradually began to be eroded by killing intent.

"Kill!"

"Kill him!"

Lu Chuan roared, his eyes gradually turned blood-red, and his face was full of hideous expressions.

"It's coming, it's coming. Ten more times, at most, I will be able to replace him as the new master of the body. ”

Seeing Lu Chuan's gradually crazy appearance, the shadow was overjoyed, but the attack in his hand became more and more steady.

There are too many things that go wrong at critical moments, and we must not fall short at such a time.

"His soul has reached its limit, and he is still one last hit!"

The shadow is full of ecstasy, what he has dreamed of, a bright future, is finally about to be obtained.

"Hahahaha! Lu Chuan, die! I can only be reborn if you die, and I can truly become a person when you die! I will live well for you, and become a god for you!"

The shadow's hideous expression distorted like a ghost, and the cold light sword in his hand stabbed out fiercely.

The last blow, as long as this last blow hits Lu Chuan, then he wins.

He will replace Lu Chuan and walk in the world openly.

Instead of hiding in a dark corner like a shadow!

"It's over!"

It seems to be anticipation, it seems to be relief, as if the victory is in hand.

But at this moment, a palm-sized blood-red wheel suddenly appeared in front of the shadow.

His movements stopped, and he stopped less than three inches away from Lu Chuan.

No matter how hard he struggled, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move a single bit.

It was as if time and space had stopped, at the moment when he was about to win.

Laugh at!

The blood-red wheels fixed the shadow and didn't stop there, a terrifying suction force appeared out of thin air, and the shadow felt that its power was rapidly draining.

"How...... What's going on......"

The shadow had a look of disbelief on his face, his strength had been lost, and Lu Chuan's soul that was on the verge of collapse was actually recovering.

At this rate, at most ten breaths, his strength would be lost, and Lu Chuan would fully recover.

"Impossible, impossible! This is an illusion, only the power of the soul can ......"

The shadow roared, and then seemed to suddenly come to its senses.

"This wheel...... It's a treasure ......"

Treasure-level magic weapons, at the very least, must be transformed into a god stage monk to be able to exert its power.

Unlike magic weapons, treasure weapons can not only damage the body, but also destroy the soul.

If this wheel is a real treasure, then everything makes sense.

"No...... No way...... How could Lu Chuan have a treasure weapon? And it is still this kind of treasure weapon that can freeze time and space and extract the soul power of others?"

He was unwilling, he was angry, he was crazy, but unfortunately he was the same as Lu Chuan before, and he was useless.

The Blood Sacrifice Heavenly Wheel continued to extract the power of the shadow, and in turn fed back into Lu Chuan's soul.

The loss of the previous battle between the two was too great, Lu Chuan's soul was on the verge of collapse, and the power of the shadow was less than thirty percent left.

At this time, more than these two percent of the power were all extracted by the Blood Sacrifice Heavenly Wheel, and Lu Chuan, who had been replenished, came to his senses, but the shadow was directly sucked to death.

"It's you again, I feel like the luckiest thing in the past year is to refine you. ”

As if he understood Lu Chuan's words, the Blood Sacrifice Heavenly Wheel spun around in the air, and then swayed and fell into his hands.

With the death of the shadow, an inexplicable feeling welled up in the bottom of my heart.

It was as if something that was not good for him had been removed, and his whole heart was much lighter.

"It's ......"

Lu Chuan felt that the situation was not quite right, and his soul power was rapidly depleting.

At the same time, a palpitation appeared out of thin air for no reason.

"This is the fusion ...... three souls and seven spirits"

Lu Chuan was shocked in his heart, he finally knew why there were so few Avatar Stage cultivators.

Two levels, each of which is a life of death.

The first level, overcome yourself.

Soul to soul, lose and go straight to ashes.

In the second level, soul power is consumed for fusion.

If the soul power is not enough, then it will fail, and it will also be the result of ashes.

Ordinary cultivators who advanced from the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Stage to the Transformation Stage only started after making multi-handed preparations.

Like Lu Chuan, who advanced inexplicably, there is one that has not been the same for thousands of years.

"Daddy?"

The shadow of death was approaching, and Lu Chuan was anxious.

"Don't panic, the butt is bursting, and the ham intestine is a thick hole, afraid of hair?"

The words of the system father are still so simple and rude, but Lu Chuan is relieved.

Sure enough, just when Lu Chuan's soul power was almost consumed, the Blood Sacrifice Heavenly Wheel exerted its strength again.

An extremely pure power flowed out and poured into Lu Chuan's soul, causing him to instantly shake his spirit.

With the support of the Blood Sacrifice Heavenly Wheel, Lu Chuan completed this difficult level without danger.

Rumble!

It seems that Pangu opened the world, and like Fu Xi drew a picture, Lu Chuan's three souls and seven spirits were successfully smelted only.

Since then, the sky is high and the birds are flying, and the sea is wide and the fish jumps.

Lu Chuan finally crossed the most difficult threshold and embarked on a new beginning on the path of cultivation with one foot.