To be able to do this, Ye Qing completely relied on his own 126,500 divine thoughts, which was dozens or even a hundred times more divine thoughts than ordinary cultivators. If you get close to him now, you can hear a rumbling sound, and this sound will get louder and louder the more you hear it, this is Ye Qing's divine thoughts are shaking wildly.

However, Ye Qing did more than just this step, if he could only calculate the current picture, his hope of getting the sword soul was very slim, the picture in Ye Qing's mind, according to the changes of each air flow, began to extend to the future, and this extension is not infinite, but there is a cut-off point in time in the future, this point in time is that he combined his own speed and the expected distance from the sword soul.

Ye Qing knew that even if his eyes were intact, he might not be able to penetrate the white mist, because even if his divine thoughts penetrated into the white mist, he could only feel the flow of energy, but he could not form a specific picture, otherwise he would not have to go to such trouble to calculate and speculate.

In Ye Qing's mind, the picture of the future has been formed, and at this moment, in his mind, there is a picture of the past, the present, and the future together.

Now, he only needs to adjust his subtle angle and grasp the timing of his shot. Because of the calculated point, time and space are changing, and if you miss a fraction of a second, you can't grasp it, but I'm afraid that it will really have nothing to do with the sword soul.

Ye Qing desperately burst out the last and all the power in his body, and he no longer concealed his body, because in this thick white mist, even if he didn't hide his tracks, no one could see anyone, and the person instantly rushed towards the calculated space.

Almost at the same moment, the wind beside him was squeezing, the wind swept wildly, and a huge aura rushed in the direction he was going at the same time.

This is naturally a strange beast, that is, a shadow.

At the same time, Ye Qing heard the sound of whirring and cheering from its mouth, like the wind of a volcanic crater, obviously bursting out with all its strength, that kind of hot energy, cutting at its body like a red-hot knife.

The phantom shadow was only thirty or forty meters away from Ye Qing, but it didn't make a move on Ye Qing, but desperately pounced on the sword soul.

Although Ye Qing started a line late because of the loss of his eyes, after calculating, he chose the best route, and came from behind, always a little faster than it, Ye Qing knew that the current alien beast also relied on most of the guesses to seize the sword soul, so now it depends on who catches it accurately and who is lucky, even if the difference of three or five centimeters is the gap between grabbing the sword soul and grabbing the air.

In a flash of lightning, Ye Qing's body was already close to the destination in the budget, and he reached out to grab the position of the sword soul in his mind, and at the same time, the wind next to Ye Qing sounded, making him feel as if he was standing in a mountain pass with a strong wind, and his body swayed, and he couldn't hold it.

The alien beast made a move, that is, the phantom shot out, and it was bursting out with power, repelling Ye Qing.

Ye Qing is now at the end of his crossbow, like duckweed in the wild waves, and like a fallen leaf in the wind and rain, rushing out with the strength of the beast, and he can't stabilize his body when he lands, and this energy is not a one-time thing, but a wave of waves, one after another.

Although the phantom exploded into a large cloud of milky white mist just now, at that moment, Ye Qing still smashed the power of the three hundred and sixty-five layers of formation into the phantom's body, although some of the power was missed, but the phantom had at least half of the power, and it had already sacrificed the sword.

In any case, the shadow is also a super person in the Dan Immortal Realm, half of the cultivation and flesh sacrifice sword, at this time the sword soul is born, at least it will not become a remnant soul, if it is unlucky, at most it will drop a level.

"This person blew himself up just now, obviously wanting to destroy me and the sword soul together, but he didn't expect that my formation was a formation dedicated to refining the sword soul, and the fundamental purpose was not to kill him. ”

At this moment, the ghost soul did not achieve his goal, especially after feeling Ye Qing's breath, he found that he was a little behind Ye Qing, and the possibility of winning the sword soul was extremely small, he was already completely crazy, plus he had just exchanged souls with foreign beasts, and his mind was still a little blurred, more like a beast than a human, now he couldn't keep calm at all, his mind was full of anger, anger made it red, it felt that the blood was boiling, and its reason was dying little by little.

His shadow crisscrossed the heavens and the earth, and he had already become a legendary figure, but he was crushed into flesh like this, and he was played with between the palms.

"I'm going to stop him, I'm going to destroy him!"

Not only did he want to kill Ye Qing and win the sword soul, but he even wanted to destroy everything here, and the strength of his body began to explode out in a desperate situation, crazy to the point of desperation, completely indiscriminate and full coverage of the attack, the strength was like a knife, or tens of thousands of arrows, sweeping out overwhelmingly, although it was done in a disorderly manner, and the power consumed was extremely huge, but in this case, it was just the weakness of Ye Qing, but it was very effective, Ye Qing's hand grabbed the budget position, but the weak body was already unable to support it, especially the impact of the shadow's crazy outburst power, The body can no longer be controlled, it is tilted horizontally, and it moves two or three centimeters to the side, and at this time, as soon as the hand grabs, it is empty, and the heart is also empty all of a sudden.

"It's over, after all, it's a failure, a millimeter, a thousand miles. ”

Ye Qing grabbed the void this time, that is, everything was empty, with the strength of the beast, he would definitely not give Ye Qing another chance, even if the sword soul was in front of him, at this moment, he was 108,000 miles away from Ye Qing.

"I'm afraid that if this strange beast gets the sword soul, it will destroy everything in the sword cultivation pool. ”

All the happenings are just a thought time, Ye Qing didn't have time to think of a way out, the back of his hand suddenly touched an object, and he didn't feel a sharp shock in his heart, "Is this a sword soul?" I didn't have time to think about it, I grabbed it with my backhand and led it into the magic trick, I didn't care if it was a genuine sword soul, so I passed on a sword trick to the five-clawed golden dragon in the Tianluo sword, so that it fused on its own.

Ye Qing couldn't be sure at all now, whether it was a piece of wood or a sword soul in his hand, both of which were also hard, and even felt very rough when he grabbed them, and he didn't feel the arcs of electricity around the sword soul.

If this is really the sword soul, Ye Qing's fate with it should have some meaning of "a hundred years of cultivation in the same boat", because this proves that Ye Qing's previous calculation was slightly wrong, at least about two centimeters, and he should not have been able to get the sword soul, but after being intercepted by the strange beast, he made a mistake, found the correct position, and grabbed the sword soul.

Of course, if this is not a sword soul, everything is still empty.

The sword cultivation pool suddenly quieted down, and even the heavens and the earth were quiet, and even the female cultivators not far away seemed to realize something, and in the dark, they felt that a major event was about to happen, and they didn't say a word, and a string was inexplicably tightened in their hearts.

This may be the sixth sense that erupts when facing life and death. Because if Ye Qing couldn't get the sword soul, I was afraid that these female cultivators would also be buried in the other world.

In front of their eyes, a large milky white mist rolled and changed, as if it was ready to rush out of the torrent beast at any moment. Even if Emperor Lan in the lakeside villa unconsciously exerted his strength, his body suddenly sank down, and it turned out that under the force, the marble floor under his feet had been shattered into powder, and the instep of his feet sank into the ground.

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