Chapter 1425 Soul Mirror Art

Chapter 1425 Soul Mirror Art

Hearing the loud shouts in the distance, Xiao Fan didn't hesitate in his hands, the Shura sword trembled, and the sword energy howled, flooding the void.

This sword energy may not be able to hurt the soul, but the soul race is a very special group, they are neither soul body nor pure physical body, they are just in the middle of the two.

The process of the soul clan becoming stronger is also a process of transformation. Their soul power will become more and more pure, and finally completely condense into a soul body.

After becoming soul bodies, they also broke through to the God of War realm.

The reason why the soul race is called a natural god race is not that they can break through the God of War realm at will, but that their transformation process is much easier than other races.

"Ah~ don't kill me."

"Elder Ninth, save me!"

"Elder Ninth, kill him quickly!"

As Xiao Fan's sword energy raged, the soul monks all screamed. They didn't expect that Xiao Fan would dare to kill them.

If they knew Xiao Fan's character, maybe they wouldn't think so. Xiao Fan would not be afraid to kill them because there was someone behind them.

These people, from the moment they killed Xiao Fan, their own fate was already doomed, unless someone could really kill Xiao Fan instantly, otherwise, no one could save them.

"Presumptuous!" An angry voice came from a distance, the person who came was the Ninth Elder of the Soul Clan, she never thought that Xiao Fan would dare to kill someone under her nose.

However, Xiao Fan didn't even look her in the face until those few people finally turned into countless soul powers and filled the air.

Not far away, the soul monks who came along with the Ninth Elder looked at Xiao Fan angrily, but to their surprise, the Ninth Elder had no intention of making a move for the time being.

"The body of the soul? You escaped from the ancestral land?" The Ninth Elder stared at Xiao Fan, his face was not very good-looking, and a strong killing intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.

An indistinct momentum rushed towards Xiao Fan, she wanted to test Xiao Fan's strength.

"Ancestral land?" Xiao Fan was a little puzzled, but his heart was slightly shocked. Could it be that there is a soul body like him here?

"You can't escape death by pretending to be stupid? The patriarch has an order that any soul body that escapes from the ancestral land will be killed without mercy!" The ninth elder's tone suddenly became cold.

Her soul power test just now can probably detect Xiao Fan's strength, but it is only the soul power of the peak of the War God Realm. As long as it is not the soul body of the War God Realm, she has nothing to fear.

"What a killer, originally the master of the palace didn't intend to kill you, but now..." Xiao Fan's eyes were extremely cold.

The little witch was tricked into the ancestral tomb of the soul clan by them, he was still holding back his anger, now the Ninth Elder wants to kill him, how can Xiao Fan not be angry?

Before the words fell, Xiao Fan disappeared in the same place, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the Ninth Elder. The Shura Sword burst out with a sharp blood-colored aura, and it went straight to the Ninth Elder's chest.

How could the Ninth Elder think that Xiao Fan would kill him without saying hello, and Xiao Fan's strength was completely beyond his expectations, at least, the speed was not something he could match.

However, the Ninth Elder, as one of the most powerful figures in the Soul Clan, reacted extremely quickly, appearing behind him, and then kicked a Soul Clan monk next to him.

"Nine~" The soul cultivator screamed in horror, a blood sword was already stuck in his chest, and the vitality in his body was rapidly draining.

"Even my own people are used as scapegoats, it seems that the elders of the soul clan are not some good things!" Xiao Fan's tone was cold, and his words were full of sarcasm.

The next moment, his eyes fell on the Asura Sword, and he saw that the Asura Sword was crazily extracting the blood and spiritual power of the Soul Clan cultivator.

Xiao Fan has long been used to the Asura Sword devouring blood, it's just because after the Asura Sword is unsealed, it won't swallow normal blood.

Perhaps the blood of the soul clan was relatively pure, or because it contained the power of the bloodline, the Shura sword unexpectedly swallowed it again.

But what surprised Xiao Fan the most was that the Asura Sword was able to devour the power of the soul. Just now, when he made a move, it also consumed a lot of power of the soul.

However, just for a moment, Xiao Fan felt that his lost soul power was filled up again. Doesn't this mean that his soul power is inexhaustible?

When the others heard Xiao Fan's words, they also looked at the Ninth Elder warily.

The Ninth Elder, however, acted as if nothing had happened, and said, "Hmph, it is a lifetime honor for his soul to return to the ancestral tomb."

"Don't worry, this is your honor too!" Xiao Fan grinned.

In the past, because of Shen Huanhen, he had a good impression of the soul clan monks, but now, Xiao Fan's impression of the soul clan has fallen to the bottom.

Xiao Fan is the most disgusting person who makes his own people take the place of dead ghosts and thinks he is right.

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Fan charged towards the Ninth Elder again, as fast as thunder.

This time, the Ninth Elder showed disdain, and he suddenly waved his hand, streams of light suddenly shot from all directions, blocking him in an instant.

With a clang, Xiao Fan's figure was shaken back, and when he raised his head, his eyes were full of shock.

In an instant, in front of Xiao Fan's eyes, countless Ninth Elders appeared, each of them was very real, looking at him with a sneer. As for the other monks of the Soul Race, they disappeared.

The surrounding environment has not changed, but only Xiao Fan and the countless Ninth Elders are left in the world.

"Soul mirror technique?" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes and whispered in his mouth. He scanned the surroundings, but he couldn't recognize which one was the Ninth Elder.

"You still know the soul mirror technique, no wonder you escaped from the ancestral land." The ethereal voice of the Ninth Elder reverberated between the heavens and the earth, and it was unknown where it came from.

"Die!"

In vain, countless nine elders yelled at the same time, rushing towards Xiao Fan from all directions, and the aura emanating from each of them was the peak of the Battle Saint Realm.

This is the power of the soul mirror technique, and it is also one of the unique abilities of the soul clan, the same as Chu Fan's soul transformation technique.

The soul mirror technique can simulate countless selves through the soul power, as if reflected by countless mirrors, and because it is the soul power of oneself, it is impossible to distinguish the true from the false.

Of course, this is not the reason why the soul mirror technique is powerful. The reason why she is so powerful is because in a short period of time, the countless selves simulated by using the soul mirror technique are exactly the same as her own strength, but this ability has a certain time limit.

In a sense, this is somewhat similar to the ability of soul splitting, but the ability of soul splitting has no time limit.

Xiao Fan's soul power glanced around, there were probably more than two thousand Ninth Elders, that is to say, he was facing more than two thousand Ninth Elders, that is, more than two thousand people in the Battle Saint Realm Peak powerhouse.

If it was anyone else, they probably would have been scared to the ground long ago, but Xiao Fan was unusually calm, a trace of soul power permeated the air, and more than two thousand figures were all imprinted in Xiao Fan's mind.

He who has comprehended the subtleties of the way of swordsman has a very clear sense of his surroundings, even though these people seem to be the same on the surface, but in Xiao Fan's eyes, they are nothing more than that.

More than 2,000 figures rushed forward together, not to mention the Saint of War, even the God of War must have been terrified, but Xiao Fan closed his eyes tightly, still sensitively sensing the changes of each figure.

He stepped on the sword step and shuttled among the ghosts of the Ninth Elder. Although Xiao Fan didn't dare to resist, it was not a big problem to avoid it.

After a while, Xiao Fan's mouth curled up with an evil smile in vain, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly: "I found it!"