"The eyes are fused to the center of the eyebrows, and the old guy who is refining the void is trying to steal his soul!"
Lu Kun, who was possessed by Chen Yang, looked at this scene in shock. The strange change in the opponent's eyes immediately reminded him of the battle in the space channel.
At that time, those pseudo-gods experienced such a change, which was a precursor to being refined and controlled by the Star Soul Clan.
At that time, his body was in the space channel and he was unable to stop this situation. Now he was just a bloodline clone and could do nothing but watch the scene unfold in front of him.
As the old man's inaudible voice fell, the pair of eyes on his face had merged between his eyebrows, turning into a single eye with a thumb-sized vertical pupil.
This eyeball was filled with an extremely cold aura. Although it did not move, it contained a look that looked at everyone like ants.
At this moment, all the sword cultivators around them stopped talking at some point. They lowered their heads and gritted their teeth one by one. A harsh grinding sound came from their mouths, and their bodies were shaking violently, as if they were enduring some pain. .
The single vertical pupil between the eyebrows of the old sword cultivator didn't seem to care about the reactions of the people around him. It flashed with a faint blue luster and squirmed upwards little by little from the position between the eyebrows.
The facial flesh was twisted, as if there was an invisible force tearing it apart, and the wrinkled facial skin gradually formed swirling lines surrounding the one-eyed bead.
At this time, a bright golden light shone in the old man's Dantian, and a one-foot Nascent Soul could be vaguely seen.
This Nascent Soul exploded with a bang and turned into particles of starlight, converging on the old man's head.
Almost instantly, the starlight formed by the collapse of these Nascent Souls merged into the vertical single eye that reached the center of the Tianling Cap.
"Buzz..."
As soon as the two merged, the eyeball pointed at the sky and shot out a hazy blue starlight column. In the starlight, the elongated face of an old man could be vaguely seen.
The blurred faces are filled with expressions of pride, excitement and immense satisfaction.
While the old man's soul was leaving his body, the sword cultivators around him were still trembling with their heads lowered, and the sword cultivator named Chen Yang, who was possessed by Lu Kun's bloodline clone, was trembling the most violently.
Lu Kun could clearly feel that the muscles in this sword cultivator's body were tense to the extreme, as if he was desperately suppressing his emotions with the help of the tightness of his physical nerves.
"Brother!! Don't leave us!"
Suddenly, a trembling young swordsman cried out as if he couldn't bear the grief in his heart.
His body stopped shaking, he stretched out his arms forward, wanting to hug the old man in front of him, and raised his lowered head.
But the eyes of this sword cultivator also merged between his eyebrows at some point, and also turned into a single eye. This eyeball stirred the face and squirmed towards the Tianling Gai.
"boom……"
The Nascent Soul in his Dantian collapsed and turned into dots of starlight that rushed towards the top of his head. Like the old man, a faint blue light beam shot out from the eyeball on the top of the Tianling Cap towards the sky, and a young face full of grief could be vaguely seen.
"Brother Fei! No!"
"Damn Star Soul Clan, I..."
Next to the young sword cultivator, a slender female cultivator could not restrain her emotions at this moment. She let out a vicious cry and looked up at the sky, as if she wanted to do something.
But halfway through her words, her eyes filled with hatred quickly merged into a single eye, and the Nascent Soul within her body collapsed. A starlight mixed with the shadow of a woman's face filled with hatred followed the previous starlight.
"ah……"
"No!"
As if a chain reaction had started, five more sword cultivators couldn't bear it anymore and roared with grief, anger, and hatred. The Nascent Soul shattered and their souls were swept out.
Nine starlight pillars wrapped in the phantoms of human faces rushed towards the sky one after another and hit the thick clouds covering the sky.
"Rumble..."
These clouds seemed to be affected by something, trembling violently, and suddenly became much thinner.
Behind the clouds, there was no bright sunlight, no bright moonlight in the starry sky, only a huge shadow falling.
Chenyang lowered his head and looked at the dark shadows on the ground, his body trembling more and more violently...
Lu Kun's blood clone couldn't see the scene in the sky, but his other blood clone, Xingyuan Beast Xiaofeng, stopped in mid-air at this time, looking up at the high-altitude clouds that revealed the gap.
"That is……"
I saw an extremely huge body, squatting on the clouds. Its body looked like a humanoid, with gray skin all over its body, and many places were engraved with dense runes.
The head is bare, with only a huge eyeball inlaid in the center of the face, emitting blue starlight, and a dark blue gem of about the same size on the chest.
And behind the mountain-like body, two pairs of giant wings-like gray haloes were suspended, exuding a dizzying aura.
Nine relatively small starlight pillars passed through the thin clouds and mist, and submerged into the big eyeball one after another, causing ripples of starlight.
Then the clouds and mist below began to thicken again, covering up this giant body like a god, and the world returned to peace again...
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"This is……"
"The old guy from the Star Soul Tribe..."
Lu Kun whispered in his heart.
There is no doubt that the giant body just now is the Void Refining Being of the Star Soul Tribe.
When fighting in the space channel, the opponent's eyes occupied the exit of the space crack, and he speculated that the opponent's body was larger than imagined.
But when he saw his complete body, Lu Kun was still deeply shocked.
According to his understanding of the Star Soul Clan, the manifested body of the old guy is obviously the soul body of the Star Soul Clan. The soul body of Xingfeng in the late stage of god transformation is only the same size as an ordinary person. The body is nearly a hundred feet tall!
"puff……"
"puff……"
At this moment, the only eight sword cultivators left in the Sword Tomb Valley spit out a mouthful of blood almost at the same time. Their bodies collapsed on the ground one by one, looking at everything in front of them with ashen faces.
The old man and the other eight sword cultivators whose souls had been extracted stood quietly on the ground.
The skin on the heads of these dead humans all wrinkled into a vortex, and a hole appeared in the Tianling Cap in the center of the vortex. Dark red blood gurgled outward, slowly dyeing the long sword on the ground red.
Lu Kun watched this scene silently, reviewing everything that had just happened in his mind.
"The vitality is surging, the inner demons are illusory... This old man is using the sword will of the surroundings to forcibly comprehend the power of will."
As the top strong man in the lower realm, he understood what the old sword cultivator was doing.
The other party is trying to understand the will of the gods! And what he realized was some extreme emotion that was in line with his own soul.
The last level of this kind of will realization is the illusion of inner demons.
Although Hong Yuntian understood the unyielding will with the help of the remaining reincarnation formation of Yiyuan Sect, at the end of his understanding, he still experienced the illusion of inner demons.
Lu Kun heard from Hong Yuntian that monks who can understand emotions and will have extremely strong hearts, and there is almost no risk in the level of inner demons. However, this old man fell into it, which shows that the scene shown in the illusion of inner demons is the biggest thing in his heart. obsession.
"The human race stands at the top of the spiritual world..."
"Eternally falling into the inner demon..."
"The obsession of this old sword cultivator is the human race..."
The old man's words echoed in Lu Kun's heart, and he felt an indescribable sadness.
"According to Brother Hong, the inner demon that understands the will is not very strong. Coupled with the previous conversations between these sword cultivators, it shows that the old monster of Void Refining has strengthened the inner demon in some way."
"The strength of the old sword cultivator is only at the peak of the late Nascent Soul. If the old monster wants to extract the soul, it can be said to be easy, but he strengthened the inner demon and only extracted the old man's soul at the moment when he failed to comprehend his will."
"The other dead sword cultivators had their souls extracted when their emotional fluctuations reached their extremes, while the living sword cultivators all controlled their emotional fluctuations at that time."
"Soul...emotion..."
"What this old guy needs is a soul containing extreme emotions! He trapped my human monk in the Kingdom of God, forcing the generation of extreme emotions, and thus absorbing the soul."
"Damn it, this Kingdom of God is a prison for human beings!"
Lu Kun suppressed the anger in his heart and looked at the sky that was once again covered by dark clouds through Chen Yang's retina, as if he could see the huge figure behind the clouds...
