"Since I was a teenager, I have experienced countless fierce soul battles, and countless magicians have lost their souls in my hands."
"In this fierce battle of souls, the soul power and martial soul were fully activated. Why can't even this little boy's soul be defeated or injured?"
A chilling red color gradually filled the eyes of Lang Shitian.
He looked at Ye Duoduo with a stern look.
The fervor of fighting souls in his eyes almost turned into reality, and he started a fierce soul fighting, directly hurting others' souls, and directly destroying their souls.
"Little baby, I must destroy you today and collect your soul body and soul bones."
Lang Zhongtian thought of a fighting spirit's fanatical roar.
The palm of his hand was suddenly clenched, and soul blood was lingering on his arm.
It quickly condensed and merged into a blood-red soul gun in the palm of my hand.
His eyes gradually turned blood red.
In this scene, it was Asura, his inner disciple of the secret sect, who had such a vicious reputation and a illustrious name. He provoked a fierce soul fight and was about to harm or destroy others' souls.
The blood-red soul gun is condensed and fused with rich soul energy.
A bloody and rich soul energy that made people vomit slowly emerged from Lang Zhongtian's body.
The blood-red and rich soul energy filled the air, as if a soul demon had appeared, or a soul was disturbing it, or even more like a soul demon had descended.
"Soul destruction——"
Only a low roar filled with the fervor of a fighting spirit came out from Lang Zhongtian's throat.
The figure disappears in a flash.
In an instant, the space and time around Ye Duoduo fluctuated, and a blood-red soul gun filled with rich blood-red soul energy penetrated directly.
"puff--"
Ye Duoduo mentally sensed the intense spirit fighting in Lang Zhongtian and let out a cold snort.
The body is impartial, just one step to the right.
The blood-red soul gun dodged away.
"The soul-destroying gun——"
Lang Zhongtian's soul power failed, and the blood-red light in his eyes became even worse.
The soul gun swung suddenly and turned into blood-red soul shadows, surrounding all the vital parts of Ye Duoduo's body.
Ye Duoduo faced Lang Zhongtian's fierce fighting spirit like a torrential rain. On the soles of his feet, wisps of snow-white light and illusory afterimages emerged.
Just give those densely packed blood-red soul guns a try and avoid them.
"when--"
The blood-red soul gun stabbed violently.
There was a crisp sound, and the swung soul gun suddenly solidified.
Lang Zhongtian's expression changed slightly.
The head of the soul gun was actually restrained by the red flame launched by Ye Duoduo.
Ye Duoduo fights with souls, his soul speed is too fast and his soul power is strong.
Lang Zhongtian's heart was completely frozen.
Faintly, he sensed mentally that Ye Duoduo's soul power level had surpassed him.
He is a very difficult opponent to provoke a fierce spirit fight.
When he provoked the fighting spirit, he was originally a demon master with level 55 spirit power.
In the midst of his fierce soul fighting, he was restrained by Ye Duoduo's soul power.
A thought passed through Lang Zhongtian's mind.
He made a prompt decision and abandoned the blood-red soul gun.
His figure flashed and turned into a blood-red soul shadow, rushing to Ye Duoduo's side.
From the palm of his hand, thick blood-red soul energy surged out.
"Seven Evil Soul Palm——"
The very bloody blood-red palm print, with a very strong corrosive soul, struck directly at Ye Duoduo's heart.
"snort--"
Ye Duoduo felt a little cruel when faced with Lang Zhongtian's soul power, and a sneer flashed across his face.
The mental induction was activated, and the crimson flaming spiritual fire suddenly erupted.
It turned into a fire dragon and struck hard at Lang Zhongtian's palm.
"boom--"
The blood-red flames, exuding rich soul energy, collided and erupted into wisps of snow-white rich soul energy.
"Chi chi chi chi -"
When the snow-white and rich soul energy was emitted, there was also a faint fishy smell.
The fire dragon briefly blocked it.
Ye Duoduo took a few steps back.
Looking at Lang Zhongtian's gloomy and angry face, he couldn't help but let out a gentle breath.
"call--"
There was a chill in his dark eyes.
"snort--"
"I don't believe it anymore. In today's fierce battle for souls, soul damage and soul damage can't destroy a little kid like you."
Lang Zhongtian provoked a fierce spirit fight. He fought several times, for countless rounds, and with how much spirit power and spirit he activated, but Ye Duoduo was not hurt by his spirit.
I felt a little impatient in my heart.
Holding both hands, thick blood-red soul energy surged out.
"Chi chi chi chi -"
The soul blood that kept pouring out turned red after solidifying.
"Soul Demon Asura——"
Lang Zhongtian shouted, and the time and space in his palm suddenly shook violently.
Ripples rippled for a moment, and dark cracks quietly spread in space and time.
Originally, Lang Zhongtian was fighting for the soul, but a moment of enthusiasm for fighting souls manifested itself.
The expressions of all the magicians and alchemists present changed.
"Lang Zhongtian actually fully activated the secret door-suppressing martial soul and the soul demon Asura."
"In this fierce battle of souls, only Ye Duoduo can push Lang Zhongtian to this point."
"Ye Duoduo is really amazing. He can win the first place in the Danhui competition, and he can also take over this kind of soul power and martial soul in the fierce battle of souls!"
Countless people were whispering around.
The ferocious smile on Lang Zhongtian's face was even worse.
The soul power and palm posture that I activated were full of confidence.
Back then, he had a soul battle with a demon master with a seven-wheeled soul ring and a fifty-fifth level soul power, and then destroyed his soul.
Just activate this martial spirit.
Soul Demon Asura.
Blood red and rich soul energy filled the air.
Lang Zhongtian's figure trembled and turned into a blood-red soul shadow again. With a strong soul energy as strong as the sky, he rushed toward Ye Duoduo like a lightning bolt.
Ye Duoduo faced Lang Zhongtian, with such powerful soul power and martial spirit, he did not retreat.
A touch of excitement appeared on his face.
The hand moved, and it became unpredictable like lightning.
"An evil-fighting technique, one type of soul power, smash rocks into pieces, activate."
Ye Duoduo shouted coldly in his heart.
A wisp of rich soul energy, bringing with it light, is emerging in Ye Duoduo's palm.
The stone-breaking was in full swing.
Ye Duoduo's hand movements did not stop, and continued to change unpredictably with a dazzling soul speed.
"Evil-repelling techniques, second type of soul power, chest cracking, activated."
Another very subtle, rich soul energy exuding dazzling light appeared in the palm of the hand.
The evil-fighting technique Wuhun has activated its second form of soul power.
Condensation and fusion create a rich soul energy.
"call--"
Ye Duoduo took a deep breath.
The gestures became unpredictable again.
"Evil-fighting techniques, three types of soul power, split the mountain and open it, activate it."
Ye Duoduo drank in his heart again, and a dazzling crimson light, somewhat crystal clear, appeared in Ye Duoduo's palm.
It turned into a crystal the size of a palm, with a rich soul light, and slowly condensed and merged into the first two soul powers.
Ye Duoduo activated the three soul power techniques of warding off evil spirits, and the time and space in front of him began to vibrate violently.
Wisps of rich soul energy rippled.
Pieces of tiny fragments fell into the void at this moment, and were finally annihilated.
The evil-repelling technique uses three types of soul power to be activated at the same time, forming a superposition.
With such a level of soul power, few magicians can perfectly condense and fuse it among the Nether Dragon Clan in Taixu Illusion Realm.
To ward off evil spirits, three types of soul power are activated, and the rich soul energy is condensed and fused.
