Chapter 156: Soul tears and heartache

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"Oh, it actually blocked it." The young man in white mocked.

As soon as he stabilized his body, Bing Chen quickly used his soul power to re-deploy a defensive light curtain around the altar.

With lingering fear in his heart, Bing Chen couldn't figure out why he couldn't resist much due to fear when faced with the attack of the young man in white.

He was running the Blood Soul Skill crazily, and even activated the Devouring Magical Power to get rid of the fear in his mind.

The effect was remarkable, but within a moment, Bing Chen felt his soul relax, and the fear that was raging in his mind was swallowed up.

"Youmeng be careful, use your devouring magical power to protect your body. This bastard is a bit evil." Bingchen said secretly.

Nodding slightly, Lan Youmeng looked solemn. While using her soul power to strengthen the soul power light screen cast by Bing Chen, she quickly thought about countermeasures.

And the young man in white, after delivering that blow, ignored Bing Chen and the others, or to be more precise, he didn't take them seriously at all.

He carefully looked at this world of consciousness again. The more he looked, the more frightened the young man in white became. The more he looked, the more incredible he felt.

"It's so vast. Where did this kid come from? Even those old guys who have been in the world for countless years may not have such a world of consciousness." The young man in white said to himself.

Looking at Bing Chen, the young man in white showed a bit of interest.

"Boy, come here and capture yourself. Maybe I can spare your soul. Otherwise, if I make a move in a while, you and your soul will be wiped out in a snap of your fingers." The young man in white mocked.

"snort!"

Bing Chen snorted coldly, immediately clasped his hands and answered the young man in white with practical actions.

"Swallow!"

Following Bing Chen's soft drink, the special soul pillar suddenly shot out a beam of light towards the young man in white.

With a cold look in his eyes, the young man in white waved his hand and faced him with a soul power blast.

boom!

There was an explosion that was neither big nor small, and the two collided, and then they were annihilated together.

"Hey, that's interesting."

The young man in white let out a light sigh, then blasted out a palm, and another soul power bombardment went straight to the Bingchen Divine Platform.

"ah......"

Bing Chen shouted loudly, and his soul power poured out to strengthen the defense of the altar.

But the next moment, with a muffled bang, the light curtain of the altar collapsed instantly, and even one of the soul pillars collapsed together. The entire altar fell backwards like a boat in the huge waves.

"Chen'er!"

Bing Chen screamed and flew backwards. If Lan Youmeng hadn't hugged him in time, he would have been blown out of the altar.

"Oh, it's interesting that you can actually block my attack." The young man in white mocked in a cold voice.

But then, he discovered something was wrong.

"That is!"

There was a trace of surprise in the eyes of the young man in white.

But he discovered that there was a trace of special power seeping out from this world of consciousness and entering the altar.

"The power of the world is actually the power of the world!"

His expression was suddenly full of excitement, and the enthusiasm in his eyes was even stronger than before in the God-nurturing Land.

...

The soul is weak, even slightly distorted, and it seems that it is on the verge of collapse. Holding Bing Chen tightly in her arms, Lan Youmeng was full of anxiety and panic, frantically refining soul crystals to stabilize Bing Chen's injuries.

"Chen'er! Chen'er!"

Lan Youmeng kept calling.

Bingchen slowly opened his eyes, his expression full of pain, struggled to get up from Lan Youmeng's arms, steeled himself, and looked at the young man in white with a gloomy look.

At that moment before, Bing Chen felt infinitely approaching and his soul would be destroyed. If it hadn't been for the sudden burst of special power from the altar at the critical moment that penetrated his soul, it's hard to say that his soul would have collapsed.

"Invincible! If you hit me again, you will definitely die!"

Not daring to hesitate, when he thought of this, Bing Chen made a decisive decision and immediately pointed his finger at the center of Lan Youmeng's eyebrows and handed over all control of the altar.

"Chen'er, you!"

Lan Youmeng was shocked.

"Let's go! Take the altar and leave here!" Bing Chen shouted eagerly.

He held Lan Youmeng into his arms and said quickly in his ear: "The world of consciousness can stop him for some time, so run away quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bingchen was about to push Lan Youmeng away, but was hugged tightly by him.

"Youmeng, you!" Bingchen said urgently.

"If you die, how can I still survive? It's better to die here together." Lan Youmeng said softly.

"No!"

Bingchen is in a hurry.

Letting go of Bingchen, Lan Youmeng gently caressed his cheek with soft eyes.

"Let's face it together. There is no way to escape in front of such a strong person." Lan Youmeng said softly.

Immediately, Lan Youmeng made a secret with her hands, and her soul power rolled out. However, when she was about to form another layer of protection for the altar, she saw countless light spots seeping out from the surroundings and the special soul pillar, and in a moment, The entire shrine is enveloped.

"This is! The shattered soul pillar!" Bing Chen said in shock.

Bing Chen clearly sensed that these light spots were all transformed by the shattered soul pillar just now, and he could feel that this defensive light curtain was much stronger than the one he had condensed. times.

But even so, Bing Chen still couldn't see the slightest hope.

He could feel that this defensive light curtain alone could not block the attack of the young man in white.

...

At this time, not far away, the excited young man in white suddenly turned gloomy when he saw the changes in the altar.

He let out a cold snort, and just when he was about to strike out with another palm, something unexpected happened.

An inexplicable force suddenly pressed against him from all directions!

The face of the young man in white changed, and his soul power suddenly surged to fight against that power.

"Power of the world!"

"Impossible, how can a mere Concentration Realm control the power of the world! No, the evil nature of this place must be eradicated as soon as possible."

The young man in white had a solemn look on his face. He didn't dare to be careless anymore. He gathered his soul power and blasted towards the altar with a palm.

At the same time, Bing Chen's special soul pillar suddenly glowed with profound light, exuding an artistic conception that wanted to devour people's minds.

boom!

There was another muffled sound, and the light curtain of the altar collapsed. Then, with a bang, another soul pillar collapsed.

Seeing the impact coming, at the critical moment, Bing Chen dodged and blocked Lan Youmeng behind him. At the same time, he tried his best to mobilize the soul power of the Shentai to form a defense for the two of them.

Her pupils shrank, and Lan Youmeng shouted in surprise: "No!"

The impact swept across, and Bing Chen's soul body, which was already on the verge of collapse, instantly shattered and turned into bits of soul light, scattering everywhere.

"Chen'er!"

"No!"

The soul light caressed her cheek, Lan Youmeng screamed and tried her best to take it back, but she could only watch it disappear and slip away.

Falling to the ground, Lan Youmeng looked sad.

His eyes were blank and his heart was twisted.

Two lines of soul tears, heartbreaking.

The soul is a pure thing, even if the heart is hurt, there will be no tears. It's not that soul tears don't exist, it's just that it hasn't reached the point of heartbreak.

Sadness like never before, heartache like never before. Lan Youmeng clutched her chest tightly, her soul trembling violently.

If the sky falls, I feel despair. Lan Youmeng's eyes were red, and her hair was tangled with purple.

The soul power exploded, regardless of the tearing of old wounds or the destruction of his soul. Lan Youmeng frantically activated the special soul pillar, and the dazzling mysterious light suddenly spread and swept towards the young man in white.

The power of the world oppressed him more and more, and the young man in white felt like he was stuck in a quagmire. Seeing the mysterious light coming to kill him, he no longer dared to hold back at all. With a loud shout, the soul power burst out, repelling the oppressive force, and blasted towards the mysterious light with a palm.

boom!

When the two collide, the world of consciousness is shattered. The mysterious light was quickly annihilated, and although the soul power palm was weak, its momentum was still there.

Seeing the giant palm coming, Lan Youmeng felt desperate. Although she was unwilling to be angry, she could only accept her fate.

"I can't live forever with you, and I can't live with you forever, and I can't live with you forever!"

"Chen'er, wait for me!"

...

Slowly closing her eyes, Lan Youmeng could only think of Bingchen's voice and appearance.

The memories of Daodao and him flashed through his mind.

My heart was moved by your words of "lifelong obsession", and I was calmed by my own words of "accompanying you".

"Chen'er, if there is an afterlife, I would like to grow old hand in hand with you and renew our relationship in this life."

Once upon a time, Lan Youmeng did not dare to face her feelings due to various worries, but now her heart is filled with despair, which has become her endless regret and pain.

boom!

The stage was shaken, and Lan Youmeng groaned and flew away.

A softness slowed her body, and within a moment, Lan Youmeng felt that her body was wrapped in a soft force, slowly stopping the tendency of flying upside down.

He immediately opened his eyes, only to see dots of fluorescent light surrounding him, carrying him back to the altar.

Countless soul lights drifted away, covering the entire sacred platform. After a closer look, another soul pillar collapsed and turned into pure soul power to gather defense for the sacred platform.

"Chen'er!"

Lan Youmeng subconsciously exclaimed.

There was some extravagant hope in my heart, extravagantly hoping that Bing Chen still had consciousness left, otherwise it would be impossible for the altar to defend itself.

When she thought of this, Lan Youmeng quickly released her spiritual thoughts and observed the external situation.

However, the next moment, she became desperate again.

Qi Yao, Yunyao and Yan Lingjiao had fainted and fell to the ground.

"No!"

A cry of sorrow moved the soul world, and two lines of blood and tears fell again.

Helpless, panic, grief, despair!

The inner torment, at this moment, Lan Youmeng has no thoughts of life anymore.

I never understood the unforgettable nature of love, but I didn't want it to be so profound.

The soul fluctuated violently, and the soul power continued to leak out, but after a moment, it became a little weak.

However, at this moment, the countless fluorescent lights surrounding Lan Youmeng suddenly changed and turned into a soft curtain of light, shrouding Lan Youmeng, and even the soul power that had spread out was forced back into the body.

Lan Youmeng was startled and subconsciously touched the light curtain, feeling a glimmer of hope rise in her heart again.

...

"Damn it!"

Seeing that he could not destroy the altar with all his strength, the young man in white was extremely angry.

Seeing that the oppression he suffered became more and more powerful, and on the other hand, the altar, after absorbing the power of the world, gave him a stronger feeling, and there was also the obviously extraordinary soul pillar that was emitting mysterious light to deter him, The young man in white clothes couldn't help but feel a little uneasy and even inexplicably afraid.

This made him feel incredible!

I would actually feel uneasy and fearful because of a minor cultivator in the Concentration Realm.

However, at this moment, a conjecture that even he himself found ridiculous suddenly popped into his mind.

His expression was obviously startled, and the young man in white subconsciously looked around again. After a moment, his pupils shrank and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

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