Chapter 1030: Come One by One
Zhang Xinyun has four innate ghost seals, and when she subdues her soul, her cultivation can exceed five times.
That is to say, she has one hundred and eighty years of cultivation now, and at most she can subdue the soul with one thousand and eighty years of cultivation before her death.
Of course, this is only theoretical. In fact, the soul strength of each cultivator is different. If the opponent's soul strength is too strong, Zhang Xinyun will not be able to subdue it even if it has a cultivation base of seven or eight hundred years.
The current Ye Feng, just holding the mentality of giving it a try, asked Zhang Xinyun to make a move.
With the innate ghost seal fully opened, Zhang Xinyun's short, refreshing hair rose with the wind, and her whole body was enveloped in a deep black light. In an instant, a series of ghost powers invisible to the naked eye swept towards the seven souls of the black python in front of her.
In an instant, Mo Mang's seven souls were enveloped by Zhang Xinyun's innate ghost power.
"Ah! It's actually an innate ghost spirit body!"
Mo Python was taken aback for an instant, but the remaining seven souls immediately struggled subconsciously.
After struggling, he realized that the innate ghost body in front of him was actually relatively weak, with only one hundred and eighty years of cultivation!
"With this level of cultivation, you want to subdue me, Mo Mang, little girl, you are thinking too much!"
Mo Python's seven remnant souls instantly condensed into the image of a black-faced reckless man, with a ferocious expression on his face, and roared at Zhang Xinyun.
It's a pity that the current him doesn't have any ability to hurt Ye Feng and the others. He just roared so fiercely that he can only try to break free from Zhang Xinyun's shackles and continue to flee.
"Want to run?"
Ye Feng suddenly sensed Mo Mang's intentions, his eyes flashed, and he moved with the power of half-mysterious space.
Entangling swordsmanship!
In Ye Feng's entangling sword technique, he incorporated some semi-mysterious space power, such a sword technique is definitely not something Mo Mang's seven souls can break free from.
Swish!
In just an instant, Mo Mang found that his only remaining seven souls could not escape the surrounding area at all!
"You little devil, you have only three hundred years of cultivation, and you have already comprehended the power of half-mysterious space, so scary!"
Mo Mang was taken aback, and only then began to pay attention to Ye Feng's attire, and then felt Ye Feng's entanglement sword technique just now.
Soon, he discovered Ye Feng's identity.
"You—the person who inherits the dragon sword!"
Mo Python had a frightened expression on his face, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
"That's right, if you're sensible, you'd better obediently grab him with nothing."
Ye Feng said lightly, he didn't know what to fear in the eyes of Mo Mang, who inherited the Dragon Sword, but he still cooperated very well and pretended to be aggressive.
Sure enough, when he saw Ye Feng like this, Mo Mang stopped struggling all of a sudden, his remnant soul condensed into a soul body, with a crazy look in his eyes.
"Since he is the inheritor of Dragon Sword, it will be easy!"
Mo Mang laughed: "Boy Lu Ling, although you killed me, you don't want to have a good life! Young man, how about we negotiate an agreement?"
"oh?"
Ye Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
At this time, Zhang Xinyun's innate ghost seal power was completely surrounding Mo Mang, but it could be seen that Mo Python's soul strength was not afraid at all in front of this level of innate ghost seal power.
Even though she was trapped by Ye Feng, it was still impossible for Zhang Xinyun to subdue the ink python with her own cultivation.
After all, Mo Mang had two thousand years of cultivation before he was alive, so the gap is too big.
"This time when the fragments come, you, as the inheritor of Dragon Sword, will naturally have to fight for it, but your cultivation level is too low, so I'm afraid you won't get any benefits."
Mo Mang quickly said: "You promise me one condition, and I will help you get the fragments this time!"
After hearing this, Ye Feng was a little puzzled.
It seems that Mo Mang, a powerful existence with two thousand years of cultivation base, attaches great importance to the fragments that appeared this time. Is there anything different about these fragments from ordinary treasures of heaven, material and earth?
Ye Feng didn't know, but under the current situation, it's not appropriate to ask more questions.
"What conditions, you say first."
Ye Feng can only listen to the other party's conditions first, if he can get those fragments, it won't be too late to study slowly when he returns to the Tomb of Dragon Sword.
Otherwise, if the black-faced strong man in front of him knew that he, Ye Feng, was just a small shrimp inherited from Dragon Sword, and he didn't even understand these fragments, maybe he wouldn't propose such a deal.
"Let the elders of your sect take action against Lu Ling from Yunhuang Academy!"
Mo Python's black face showed ferocity, with a look of unwillingness.
As soon as Ye Feng heard this, he immediately knew that the other party's request was to take revenge with the power of his Dragon Sword inheritance.
Thinking of this, Ye Feng sneered: "If the elders of my Dragon Sword Inheritance Master would care about such trivial matters, do you still need to fetch the fragments for me?"
It's not so easy to take advantage of Ye Feng. Now Ye Feng really wants to get the shard, but compared to it, he wants Zhang Xinyun to surrender the ink python's seven souls.
In that way, it will be a great help for Ye Feng and others to follow the ancient ruins.
"Little baby, you can't say that."
Mo Mang shook his head, as if he was not afraid of being subdued by Zhang Xinyun's innate ghost seal power. His target was completely on Ye Feng alone, and he continued: "If you let the elders of your sect take action to snatch that fragment, then what do you think? Will they give you the pieces?"
"Even if you don't give it to me, what does that have to do with you?"
Ye Feng returned it coldly: "This is also a matter of our Dragon Sword inheritance, what's more, the fragments of Lao Shizi, the elders of our Dragon Sword inheritance, everyone has it, why bother to fight with me, a junior!"
What he said was wrong. Now he doesn't know that the fragments are precious. Even if there are some Taoist realms with more than a thousand years of cultivation in the Dragon Sword inheritance, I am afraid that these fragments are very much needed.
Only then did Mo Mang's tone suffocate, yes, Dragon Sword inheritance is rich and powerful, such a fragment, maybe it really won't compete with a junior...
While thinking about it, Ye Feng blatantly launched an attack!
During the time when he was chatting with the opponent just now, Ye Feng has been making preparations, wanting to divide the remaining seven souls of the opponent into three again.
In this way, Zhang Xinyun concentrated the power of the innate ghost seal on one remnant soul, and it was easy to surrender it, and then surrender the next one...
In this way, she has surrendered three souls, but these three souls can still be combined into a black python's seven souls, the fighting power of which is far beyond the ordinary three souls!
In an instant, Ye Feng's multicolored arrows and dark blood-colored shield light swept out all at once.
Swish!
Like a breeze caressing past, Mo Mang's seven remnants were divided into three parts again.
If it wasn't for Ye Feng's Dragon Sword inheritance status that calmed Mo Mang and distracted him from thinking, even if Ye Feng used two immortal weapons, he would definitely not be able to disperse his remnant soul!
"Xiao Zhang, don't worry, come one by one, I have now separated the three parts of his remnant soul."
As Ye Feng spoke, he urged the semi-mysterious space power to entangle the separated ink python remnants respectively.
The ink python's remnant soul was divided into three parts, and a panic expression finally appeared on the black face of one part.