After the nun laughed wildly, she put away all the magic weapons in her hands, leaving only a big bell, which still fixed Wang Zhongsheng.

Immediately afterwards, this person suddenly made a chain seal with both hands, and finally presented a double seal, against his eyebrows, and then, Wang Zhong saw that the other party's eyes changed, and an invisible force came directly towards his Divine Soul Consciousness Sea.

However, the strength of the king's divine sense was far from being comparable to that of a monk of the same level, and the method that this female cultivator used to attack the divine soul did not have an effect in the first place.

The woman couldn't help but snort coldly: "It's really extraordinary, I want to see what kind of great opportunity you little monk has gotten to have such a great ability, give it to me"

When the words fell, a jasper hairpin inserted above this person's head took the initiative to fall off her bun and rose up leisurely.

Around the hairpin, there was a circle of sharp but not dazzling fluorescence, and as the woman's mind moved, a huge divine consciousness power seemed to be condensed into a huge spear, and it rushed directly towards the king's sea of knowledge.

Wang Zhong was suddenly shocked, this hairpin should probably be a superb magic weapon to defend against the attack of divine consciousness, but at the same time it can be defended, obviously it also has the effect of attacking, although it is more cumbersome to cast, but now Wang Zhong's actions are restricted, he can't move, he can only be beaten passively, and this defect is equal to nothing.

In an instant, Wang Zhong felt his head throze, and a powerful divine consciousness force was rapidly breaking through his divine consciousness defense line, and a moment later, it invaded his sea of consciousness.

"Hahaha, I also blame yourself for your bad luck, since the soul pulling technique is useless to you, I will let you taste the power of the soul detention technique today"

After breaking through the Wangzhong's Zhihai defense line, the female cultivator immediately laughed, a silent spell circulated in her heart, and a pitch-black black light suddenly shot out from the center of her eyebrows, along the gap in the defense line that had just been broken, and rushed into the Wangzhong's Zhihai, heading towards the origin of the divine soul.

This black light was invincible in the sea of king's consciousness, whether it was the idea of gathering or the divine consciousness of hastily responding to the enemy, it was instantly shattered, pointing directly at the origin of the king's divine soul.

But just before this black light reached the origin of the divine soul in the king, the origin of the divine soul, which had been sitting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and his rolling thoughts moved like thunder: "Most of the low-end techniques such as soul binding and breaking gods must be guided by their own divine soul origin power, if I break your method, I don't know how you will be counterattacked."

In the midst of the thunder and vibration, the black light and the like came from laughter: "Hahahaha, you dare to speak out when you are dying, today I will let you taste the magic of soul restraint, rest assured, being my slave puppet can be regarded as making the best use of things"

The thought moved, and the black light suddenly exploded directly into a cloud and mist in the sky, and swept down towards the origin of the king's divine soul, like a wild beast, about to swallow one mouthful.

But the king's divine soul origin was motionless to this earth-shattering majesty, but suddenly stretched out a finger and gently touched the blank space in front of him, and suddenly ripples appeared in the void, and a white light and shadow suddenly struggled and screamed to reveal it.

"Impossible, your consciousness is greatly damaged, how can you still find me"

Wang Zhong's Divine Soul Origin finally sneered: "Hmph, the frog at the bottom of the well is the frog at the bottom of the well, do you think that the Soul Breaking Spell just now hurt my Divine Sense Origin, you also underestimate me too much." ”

"Moreover, the method of soul detention, in the end, you still have to play a pretense, want to secretly pierce into my origin, have you forgotten, this is my sea of knowledge, every thought, even if it does not belong to me, I can know a little bit or two. ”

In the king of the origin of the divine soul, the tip of his finger, a dazzling light began to twist continuously, swelling thousands of times in one breath, and as small as a Sumeru mustard seed in one breath, but no matter how it moved, it could not get rid of the suppression of this finger.

"Impossible, you are only in the early stage of foundation building, how can you have such a powerful divine sense cultivation, this is simply impossible"

In the light cluster, the figure that was constantly struggling and twisting was a female cultivator who couldn't see clearly, and in the endless turmoil, there was an unbelievable exclamation.

The origin of the divine soul in the king finally couldn't help but sigh: "Haven't you seen it, it's impossible, then it's impossible in this cultivation realm, but it's too much, let me disperse."

With an angry shout, the Divine Soul Origin Finger poked suddenly, and then with a grip of his palm, a boundless Divine Consciousness suddenly surged up in the sea of consciousness, wrapping this distorted ball of light, and then squeezing it inward.

The ball of light was desperately supported, but it couldn't fight the earth-shaking divine consciousness power, just a breath, and after a wail, it exploded and shattered, scattering into countless shattered thoughts and divine consciousness.

And Wang Zhong's sea of consciousness suddenly surged up boundless waves, swept them all away, and after a while, not only did the injuries suffered by the sudden breakthrough of the divine consciousness just now all improve, but also in the divine thoughts, there was a certain amount of accumulation and increase.

After the confluence of the evil currents and the promotion of the foundation building, even the power of the divine soul began to have the unique characteristics of the Xuanyuan True Solution, which can erode and refine all the passive thoughts that invade the soul of the sea god, and finally absorb the nutrients in it for their own use.

The power of the king's divine consciousness was suddenly stronger than before.

In the outside world, the female cultivator's soul trapping trick was broken, and her eyes burst out with blood and tears, she screamed miserably, raised her head and fell, and the big bell suspended above Wang Zhong's head was not maintained by the master, and it also shrank sharply with a whimper, and then turned into a little streamer and flew back into the female cultivator's body.

The suppression and restraint on Wang Zhong's body suddenly disappeared, and at this time, the divine thoughts turned, and a powerful momentum suddenly rose, and dust rose everywhere.

This kind of power does not come from the pressure of his cultivation, but from the strength of his spiritual power, which is a huge burden on both knowledgeable and unknowledgeable things in this place.

Divine consciousness has been able to affect reality, this is a situation that only a monk who is about to achieve the golden pill will appear, and now it has appeared in a monk in the early stage of foundation building, and if it is seen by others, his jaw will definitely drop.

Originally, the power of the divine consciousness in the king was far beyond the same level, and just now this stupid woman was arrogant and thought that she had the chance to win, and she actually dispatched all her divine soul power, and the divine consciousness in the later stage of foundation building was almost completely devoured by him.

Sensing his state slightly, Wang Zhong retracted his senses, and then walked towards the unconscious female cultivator.

"Hide your head and show your tail, I want to see who you really are."

Wang Zhongleng snorted, lowered his head and tore off the veil covering the female cultivator's face.

Without the master's mana and divine consciousness to maintain, this magic weapon is completely a dead thing, just like ordinary cloth yarn weaving, there is no obstacle to the king.