Chapter 644: Soul Trapping Technique!

Although the Holy Talisman Sect showed amazing strength in the group battle.

But it was mainly Mu Fusheng.

With his own strength, the Holy Talisman Sect defeated the Four Symbols Sect.

The speed and quality of the engraved talismans still shocked them.

Even the great powers on the platform were the same.

But.

What if the opponent was the evil cultivators of Wujian Purgatory?

Would they still be able to create the situation of the previous confrontation with the Four Symbols Sect?

Everyone was not sure.

They did not want to admit it.

However, they did tend to be more inclined to Wujian Purgatory.

After all, the opponent's explosive power and various evil fighting methods were still unknown for the Holy Talisman Sect.

Now.

Wujian Purgatory could not wait to take the initiative to find the Holy Talisman Sect.

Does this mean that they have a way to crack Mu Fusheng's defensive talismans one after another?

However, when Mu Fusheng took the initiative to say, "Why refuse."

While they were astonished, they were more looking forward to it.

Want to see what cards Mu Fusheng has that he hasn't revealed yet.

Lin Zhinan asked curiously, "Brother Ye, aren't you close to Mu Fusheng? You should know what cards he has?"

Ye Qiubai heard it.

His eyebrows twitched.

Know?

Know shit!

Let's not talk about Mu Fusheng's killing talismans, even if he knew.

With his personality, I'm afraid he will bury countless cards on this basis!

Even as the eldest brother, he doesn't know!

Thinking of this.

Ye Qiubai couldn't help but get angry.

I must interrogate this guy someday, otherwise where will I, the eldest brother, put my face?

Lin Zhinan looked at Ye Qiubai's face gradually becoming ferocious, feeling a bit murderous.

He couldn't help but take a few steps back.

I don't know why he is angry...

Anyway, it's better not to mention it, lest the other party cut it with a sword.

On the other side.

After hearing Mu Fusheng's answer, the elder of the Holy Talisman Sect also frowned slightly.

The Infernal Purgatory is not a good thing.

To face them, either defeat them or be killed by the other party!

The price is not small!

According to his idea, facing the Su family or the Fairy Ape Village of Tianjian Peak are better choices!

But.

Thinking of what the Sect Master told him before, outside, he can trust Mu Fusheng's decision to a certain extent.

Thinking of this, he didn't say more.

However, his body was slightly tense, and his hand in the dark had already pinched out a celestial fairy-level talisman, just in case...

Mu Fusheng and others also walked onto the Taoism platform.

Looking at the people in the Infernal Purgatory, Leng Yinqiu couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

"Brother Mu, do we really have a chance?"

Mu Fusheng replied indifferently: "Just follow the previous method, and leave the rest to me."

Hearing this, Leng Yinqiu and the other two nodded.

"Have you discussed it?" Pan Xie's mouth curled up slightly, his eyes full of contempt, and he smiled: "If you still want to use those so-called talismans to resist our attack, I'm afraid you can't do it."

Mu Fusheng smiled, but didn't say anything.

He took out the Holy Talisman Xuanlei Pen in his hand, and a stack of talisman paper fell in front of him.

Looking at Leng Yinqiu and the other two, there was only this few talisman paper in front of them...

The sharp contrast made the spectators jump their eyebrows.

The Supervisor saw this, waved his hand, and said: "Begin."

As soon as the voice fell.

The four people in the Infernal Purgatory burst into blood mist from their bodies!

And this group of blood mist actually occupied half of the discussion platform at this moment!

The power of the formation was born from it!

The formation!

And it was a conjoined formation!

The people below saw this, and their expressions were slightly condensed.

After all, the Infernal Purgatory is not the Wuya Sect.

You know, in the Infernal Purgatory, the leader Pan Xie and the other three are all in the middle stage of the Turbid Immortal Realm!

The power of the three middle stage turbid immortal realms is so great that there is no rival below the earthly immortals!

Mu Fusheng frowned slightly, and the blood mist in front of him was extremely thick.

The bloody smell filled the entire nasal cavity.

The killing intention was constantly shaking their state of mind!

For a talisman master.

The state of mind is particularly important!

For example, Leng Yinqiu, Ning Xi and Shen Ziyu were unable to engrave talismans at this moment!

Seeing this, Mu Fusheng did not directly engrave the Nine-Layer Thunder Shield, but engraved a Qingxin talisman, which fell in the middle of the four people.

Let Leng Yinqiu and the other two calm down a little.

Then, he began to engrave one after another Nine-Layer Thunder Shield talisman.

The four-layer thunder shield continued to appear in front of them!

"Is it like this again?"

In the blood mist, Pan Xie sneered, and then took a step forward!

At the same time as he took a step, Jiang Chen and the other two also took a step at the same time!

Whether it was the timing or the action, it was exactly the same, without the slightest difference!

After taking this step, Pan Xie and the other four actually rushed towards the layers of lightning shields in the blood mist with the same pace and the same speed!

Fists raised.

The blood mist began to condense, gathering into a blood-colored giant fist like a hill, smashing towards the lightning shield!

Seeing this.

While engraving the talisman, Mu Fusheng immediately knew that the four-layer thunder shield alone might not be able to withstand this punch!

This punch already had some of the power of the half-step earth immortal realm!

Thinking of this, Mu Fusheng gave up the nine-layer thunder shield in front of him that had been engraved halfway.

The holy talisman Xuanlei pen in his hand was slightly raised.

Waves of dark clouds appeared right above the discussion platform!

In the dark clouds, thunder dragons surged, and thunder shook the earth!

Then it landed and directly struck the holy talisman Xuanlei pen!

The purple lightning trembled in this space!

Xuanyin purple thunder!

Using purple thunder as ink, dancing on the talisman paper!

Everyone saw the changing movements in Mu Fusheng's hands and the thunder that was attracted, and they couldn't help but look solemn.

What kind of talisman is this engraved?

But, at the current speed, can it last until he finishes engraving?

At this moment, that bloody giant fist has smashed all the thunder shields!

After just delaying the opponent for three breaths, Pan Xie and the other four in the blood mist took another step, raised their fists, and rushed towards Mu Fusheng and the other four!

Seeing the approach of the blood mist.

Leng Yinqiu and the others remembered what Mu Fusheng had said before, and they all took a step forward.

At the center of the eyebrows, there was a crazy burst of soul power!

In front of them, a big hand condensed by the soul appeared, and it went to the bloody giant fist!

That's right, fifteen days before the final of the Wanyu Competition.

Mu Fusheng taught them how to use the soul to besiege.

This is also a soul trapping technique in the soul-raising technique!

However, if the soul is broken, it will cause great damage to the souls of the three of them!

It will only be used when it is necessary.