Chapter 88 Sublimation of Soul (Second Update for Collection Recommendation)

Just when everyone was stunned, Zong Shou's sword didn't even stop for a moment.

Tuntian Yuanhua, when the blue sword shadow passed by the old man's neck, it had already taken away a few wisps of essence from this innate martial artist.

It is less than one-tenth of the total amount, but it is also terrifyingly majestic. And the old man's residual thoughts are ten times stronger than those two secret martial artists!

Zong Shou snorted coldly in his heart, and forcibly erased these distracting thoughts, and the sword shadow rose into the air again. After a spin, it rolled straight down towards the distance.

Gao Yi's face turned pale, but he still held his sword and slashed back, riding the sitting horse to gallop desperately.

Zong Shou didn't care, and the energy he had gathered suddenly exploded. Directly with the momentum of a strong attack, stabbing down at full speed with a sword. Turned into thousands of sword blades, like a waterfall hanging upside down from the sky, a huge wave falling, rushing down.

When bursts of jingling sword sounds fell, it was the blood light scattered and flesh and blood flying. With a single blow of the sword, the Wind Riding Horse was cut in half. Then the sword shadow flashed again. Cut off Gao Yi's limbs at the root and let him fall to the ground.

Then the sword folded again, and leaped high, as fast as thunder, in an instant. One flickering caused another armored soldier who was about to escape from the rear to be cut into two pieces. Then the sword shadows flashed again, and in the night sky, only a few streamers of light flashed across. Hundreds of feet away, another secret martial artist also had his head floating up, and fell to the ground silently.

But the only two people left were fighting with the cold underworld tiger at this moment. They were so flustered that they were unable to get away for a while.

Zong Shou's hun Nian burst into sharp pains, the purple lightning around his body had faded to the extreme, and his hun power was almost slackened. Knowing that he has reached the limit, even if he can swallow the essence, it is also difficult to continue. He simply didn't bother to pay any attention to it, and returned directly to his own body.

It still turned into a puff of light smoke, pouring in from Shenxiao Xue. And when Yuanhun returned and his body recovered, Zong Shou immediately felt dizzy again.

Shaking to the ground, not only is the mind weak, but the whole body is also like acupuncture. All the strength in the body was wasted.

Countless impurities were mixed in that cloudy sea, and it was extremely filthy at this moment.

Zong Shou knew in his heart that this was the price for killing that innate martial artist with the technique of leaving the body and swallowing Yuanhun.

To cleanse the soul and restore purity. It will take at least two months. In these two months, not only will it be impossible to achieve Yuanhun's out-of-body, and the cultivation of hun power, I am afraid that it will not advance but retreat.

In fact, it wasn't just Yuanhun who fired twenty strong bows in a row. At this moment, his arm was still trembling slightly, and some muscles and bones were almost completely torn. I'm afraid that the next half month will be difficult.

But he didn't care about it, on the contrary, his thoughts were smooth, and the hostility in his chest was completely vented.

And when he opened his eyes, he saw Chuxue, with his head lowered, staring at him like a goose.

The same goes for Gong Xinran next to him, his eyes lost focus, as if he didn't know what to say.

Killing that secret martial artist already made her feel like a dream. At this moment, even the innate martial artist, who was completely impossible to defeat in her eyes, was killed with a single blow!

He did what he said, promised to make Gao Yi die in front of him, he was really desperate, he did not hesitate to fight that innate martial artist, but also to kill him.

Not only are thaumaturgy and secret techniques emerging one after another, but the actions are also so fierce and decisive, which is daunting.

Remember this junior who was regarded as a useless person in the academy, who is not yet in the age of dancing elephant?

I just felt filled with emotions in my heart, the child who could only cry secretly after being bullied, now has such a powerful force.

He also thought that if two years ago, he had stayed by this young man's side, if she hadn't been fascinated by Gao Yi's gentleness and aristocratic demeanor, now he doesn't know what to do?

Thinking of this, Gong Xinran couldn't help cursing secretly, that he was too shameless.

For a while, Gong Xinran didn't care about Gao Yi who pushed her into the abyss with his own hands. All he could see was the pale young man in front of him, and his thoughts were like numbness, surging up one after another.

Zong Shou didn't realize it, and forced himself to sit up after barely twitching the corner of his chest.

Then that complexion suddenly turned pale. He fixed his gaze on Gong Xinran's left chest. The golden needle that blocked the lifeline, the last ray of life, was already showing a tendency to loosen at this moment.

With a sudden sigh, Zong Shou struggled to get up, and then floated off the sickle-tailed lion's back.

At this moment, he could only feel his whole body up and down, and it was difficult to move even a finger. I was so exhausted that I wanted to die, and I wished that the next moment, I would fall asleep and fall to the ground.

But no matter how hard and tiring it is, there is one thing that must be done before fainting.

He suddenly took out a pill and threw it into his mouth. When the medicinal power of this Xuehun Dan dissipated, most of the tingling pain in his soul was instantly eliminated. Inside the Hunhai, it was as cold as a cold spring.

He moved with all his strength, and walked in front of Gao Yi who had been cut into a human stick. I saw this person, with fire-breathing eyes, staring at him with endless hatred.

Zong Shou smiled, and took out a bracelet from his hand. And the next moment, it can be seen that Gao Yi's eyes were completely replaced by fear and fear. His face was as white as paper, he shook his head violently, his body kept twisting, trying to crawl away.

"Seven Spirit Rings? What are you going to do? Don't! I don't want to be that Zizi Miaoxiang Heavenly Demon, Zong Shou, I beg you, you can kill me—"

Zong Shou didn't care. When he stood still, the blood of the old man surnamed Lin not far away was already flowing over. It was mixed with horse corpses and Gao Yi's own blood. Within these three feet, a circular talisman array was formed impressively. Each of the seven directions has a strange rune!

Then he slapped the bracelet violently, letting go of the several grievances sealed inside, and only then did he form a handprint.

"My Zongshou acts, and I like to treat others in the same way. Since you want to make Senior Sister Xinran the main spirit in the seven spirit rings, then I will also let you in this ring, become the spirit of the seven spirits. The heavenly demon with wonderful appearance, life after life, cannot be liberated!"

With the secret words in his mouth, the blood-colored talisman array also began to emit a strange red light, and it actually restrained all the nearby creatures who had just died. The bracelet also floated high, changing from pure white to colorful colors.

Then, under Gao Yi's horrified gaze, Zong Shou suddenly stretched out his hand again, and tapped on the seven spirit rings.

Immediately, a cloud of black smoke gushed out from between Gao Yi's eyebrows, and was forcefully sucked into the seven spirit rings.

Seeing the halo flashing, Zong Shou didn't feel a little bit of joy, his mouth was slightly bitter, and he turned his head and looked behind him.

I saw Chuxue, who was pretty and pale, hugged Gong Xinran, whose eyes were closed and lifeless, and shook her head slightly: "Sister Xinran has gone before three breaths. She told me that this life, although it is extremely regrettable, A lot, but I can finally die in peace—”

Zong Shou's heart tightened, but surprisingly, it wasn't the extreme pain he imagined, it was just a sense of loss and a little sadness.

Then my thoughts surged again, and suddenly there was a long whistle. In the depths of the soul, it seems that something is constantly overflowing.

Not only was the hun sea swelled wildly, but also the impurities sucked into the Yuan hun due to the technique of swallowing yuan were also discharged one after another.

Wisps of blue smoke rushed up from the top of the head, and the whistling sound became more and more clear and ethereal, and lasted for a long time.

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