Chapter 400: The Power of the Nascent Soul
Liu Haiyu remained calm, and his steps were not messy at all. While avoiding the attacks from the eight puppet soldiers, he secretly urged the power of the Nascent Soul.
In his purple palace space, the golden colored glass-like Nascent Soul sat in it.
The Nascent Soul glared with angry eyes, and a blue line like three eyes slowly opened between his eyebrows, accompanied by a rumbling sound like a tsunami. It was the unique blue water eyes of Liu Haiyu's Nascent Soul. The Nascent Soul pinched the magic formula with his small hands, and golden arcs flowed on his body.
At the same time, a drop of golden blood squeezed out from the fingertips of Liu Haiyu's left hand and dripped on the sword body of the Ruoshui Sword. As soon as this golden blood touched the Ruoshui Sword, it seeped into it.
Shockingly, a layer of golden light shone on the originally azure Ruoshui Sword.
Directly injecting the Nascent Soul's blood into the sword body requires not only a strong ability to control the sword technique, but also a strong enough power of the Nascent Soul. Insufficient control, the sword intent is rejected, and both the caster and the sword body will be damaged. If the Nascent Soul is not strong, it is even more impossible to use the Nascent Soul's blood freely.
Liu Haiyu is not only a great master of spells, but also a great master of swordsmanship. Not only can he exert a shocking sword domain, but he can also perform extreme swordsmanship using the Nascent Soul's blood.
Using the Nascent Soul's blood to launch secret techniques is a killing move rarely used by Yuanhun Realm cultivators. Using the Nascent Soul's blood will cause the Nascent Soul to overdraw the power of the Yuanhun's origin. Once overused, it will cause damage to the Nascent Soul itself, which is even more serious for the cultivator.
Under normal circumstances, cultivators who are only in the first level of the Yuanhun Realm will not risk using the Nascent Soul's blood to launch secret techniques. Even cultivators in the second level of the Yuanhun Realm or the peak of the Yuanhun Realm rarely use it.
"Nascent Soul Secret Technique - Ruoshui Slash!"
Liu Haiyu raised his sword and the Ruoshui Sword in his hand slashed out a golden rainbow. This dazzling golden sword light seemed to come from another bright world, instantly tearing open the black night in front of him.
A puppet talisman soldier who rushed over from the opposite side was tall, wearing a black robe with cloud patterns and a Taoist hat. He should have been a powerful Taoist disciple in his lifetime. At this time, his face was as stiff as frozen wax, but there were blood runes flowing in his eyes. He was not afraid of the golden sword blade that Liu Haiyu chopped at him, and his right hand made an eagle claw and attacked Liu Haiyu's shoulder.
"Swish."
Just when the sharp claws of the puppet talisman soldier were still an inch away from Liu Haiyu's shoulder, a golden line crossed his body diagonally.
Suddenly, the clothes of the puppet talisman soldier were torn and the flesh turned outward. But there was no blood on the surface of the wound.
Half of the body of the puppet talisman soldier who was chopped by Ruoshui Sword was lifted up, his feet paused, and his grab missed. He didn't know the pain and let out a creepy roar, and was about to pounce again.
The strange thing was that this time the wound of the puppet talisman soldier did not heal quickly, and there was a layer of dazzling golden light flashing on the wound.
The next moment, the power of the Nascent Soul contained in the sword move completely burst out.
Chi-chi-chi-chi-
Thousands of golden lightning snakes danced wildly at the same time, and a large group of golden lightning containing the power of the Nascent Soul swallowed up the entire body of the puppet talisman soldier in an instant.
The powerful power of the Nascent Soul tore spider-web-like cracks on every inch of the puppet talisman soldier's skin.
"Boom!"
The puppet talisman soldier's body exploded from the inside out, his clothes were burned, and the golden light continued to strangle the flying corpse, and finally all turned into ashes, leaving no trace.
At the position of the puppet talisman soldier's right foot, a black talisman only about an inch in size was blasted out, like a mouse driven out of a hole, with no escape. A crooked bloody "Soldier" was written on the surface of the black talisman, which only existed for a moment before it was strangled to pieces by the golden light of the Nascent Soul.
Seeing that the Nascent Soul swordsmanship he had displayed was effective, Liu Haiyu no longer held back.
Swish, swish, swish——
The sword tip flew like a golden rainbow, swaying between heaven and earth, and the three puppet talisman soldiers who rushed to the front were hit by the "Nascent Soul Sword Technique" at once.
Boom, boom, boom——
The golden lightning flashed, and the three puppet talisman soldiers were instantly smashed to pieces.
The flesh without souls should return to nothingness, and extinction may be their best destination.
A total of four puppet talisman soldiers were killed in a row, and the golden sword light on the Ruoshui Sword in Liu Haiyu's hand also completely faded. The Ruoshui Sword was still a deep blue, like the purest sapphire, noble and without a trace of impurities.
A drop of Nascent Soul blood turned into the power of the four world-shaking swords.
"Oh!"
Seeing this, Qingshui Shangren on the opposite side couldn't help but exclaimed in distress. These eight puppet talisman soldiers were his treasures, and Liu Haiyu eliminated four of them in a blink of an eye.
At this moment, Qingshui Shangren really knew how powerful Liu Haiyu was. This Liu Haiyu should be the most difficult one to deal with among the young generation of Qinglian Dojo that he had seen. If all eight puppet talisman soldiers were killed by Liu Haiyu, Master Qingshui alone would probably not be Liu Haiyu's opponent.
At this time, Master Qingshui was not only a little afraid of Liu Haiyu's ability, but also had more evil thoughts in his mind. If he could capture Liu Haiyu and refine him into a top-level puppet talisman soldier, the power would be far greater than his original eight puppet talisman soldiers.
Although some of his eight puppet talisman soldiers were at the Yuanhun realm before their death, they could not exert the power of their Yuanhun realm cultivation before their birth after being made into puppets, because of the lack of Yuanying power.
The refining of the puppet talisman is to bury the secret secret talisman in the body of a living person, and then use the secret soul binding method to imprison its soul. It can be said that every puppet talisman is a living dead. This is also the scary thing about puppet talisman soldiers, which are far more powerful and flexible than some ordinary puppets without any soul power. The stronger the soul power of the puppet talisman's body, the closer the puppet talisman made will be to the strength of the original body.
When the people of Qingshui saw the powerful soul power displayed by Liu Haiyu when he used the Nascent Soul Secret Technique, he decided that it was the best body for refining the puppet talisman.
"Bald head, follow me quickly and kill him!"
The man in Qingshui shouted angrily, waved the three-foot Dao sword in his hand, his broad Dao sleeves rolled up, and he swatted away like a strange black bird in the night.
When the blood monk behind him heard this, a pair of tiny eyes flashed with bloodlust on his face, as if the eyes of blood-colored beasts lurking in the dark night made people shudder.
"Old Taoist, let's kill together!"
The blood monk shouted, urging the blood evil technique he was good at. The blood-red monk's robes bulged behind him, and his two palms kept rubbing the double-eared gilt incense burner in his palms.
Immediately, a blood evil energy surged out from the incense burner in the blood monk's hand, twisting and turning into a three-foot-long red blood python. This blood python has fierce eyes and an angry mouth, as if it were a living creature. The scary thing is that there is a human face with clear facial features on the blood python's head. This man's face was distorted, and he made bursts of mournful sounds, as if he came from hell.
The blood evil technique that this blood monk is good at directly seizes the blood soul of others and imprisons the soul together. The two-eared incense burner in his hand contained the blood souls of countless monks who had been slaughtered and imprisoned. It was an evil weapon with a lot of resentment.
At that time, the blood monk was just an ordinary Buddhist disciple. He practiced authentic Buddhist techniques with immeasurable merit. He was born with a powerful blood soul and practiced both spirit and body. He was somewhat famous among monks of the same level. His real name is Xue, and everyone likes to call him Monk Xue.
When Monk Xue was thirty years old, he was abducted by an evil cultivator whose cultivation level was much higher than his. But the evil cultivator did not kill him immediately, but took a fancy to his blood soul martial arts body, and used him as a blood slave, sucking Monk Xue's blood soul every few days to practice martial arts. Monk Xue was always in pain and begging for mercy, but to no avail.
The evil cultivator practiced an extremely overbearing blood soul magic. Before the magic was fully developed, he was afraid that Monk Xue would die if he couldn't stand it. It is not easy to find a suitable blood slave like Monk Xue. Therefore, the evil cultivator deceived Monk Xue and said that as long as he practiced the blood soul technique taught by him, his pain would be alleviated. When the work is completed, Monk Xue will be released.
In order to relieve the pain, Monk Xue had no choice but to learn the blood soul magic taught by this evil cultivator. As expected, when the evil cultivator sucked the blood soul again, the pain was greatly reduced. Just before the evil cultivator was about to finish his work, he unexpectedly became obsessed when he drank the blood soul of Monk Xue for the last time. After the evil cultivator went berserk, all his powerful blood soul skills were absorbed by Monk Xue, and he finally became a human and died.
From then on, Monk Xue accidentally mastered the blood soul magic, but he became addicted to bloodthirsty and could not quit. After Monk Xue returned to Buddhism, he drank the blood souls of several evil cultivators captured by the sect. After being discovered by the sect, they were immediately expelled and treated as rebellious disciples who secretly learned evil arts and were sentenced to death.
Unwilling to be executed by the sect, Monk Xue escaped by chance. From then on, Monk Xue disappeared among the Buddhist disciples, but there was an additional blood monk on the list of evil cultivators.
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On the opposite side, Qingshui Man and Xue Monk took action together. Liu Haiyu saw clearly that he must not be surrounded and attacked by the opponent. Two evil cultivators in the middle stage of the Soul Realm, plus four puppet soldiers who are not afraid of death, will put him in trouble.
Thinking of this, Liu Haiyu did not hesitate to force out a drop of golden Nascent Soul Essence and blood again and dropped it on Ruoshui Sword.
Immediately, a golden light shone on Ruoshui Sword.
Brushing, brushing, brushing——
Four sword strikes in a row, and four golden rainbows spit out from the sword's edge.
The sword's intention is like water, and the golden waves are surging.
The sword's edge is like a rainbow, and the golden sun shines on the world.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
In the blink of an eye, the remaining four puppet talisman soldiers turned into flying ashes in the four balls of golden thunder.
After doing all this, Liu Haiyu's face turned a little pale, and his physical aura suddenly dropped a bit. Obviously forcing two drops of Nascent Soul Essence and blood to unleash extreme swordsmanship was a heavy burden on him.
Seeing this, the people in Qingshui were so angry that it made their teeth itch. While slashing and killing, they cursed: "You little thief, return to your original puppet talisman."
The Dao sword in Qingshui Ren's hand was faster than the other, and harder than the other. It seemed as if every sword strike had to cut off a piece of flesh from Liu Haiyu on the opposite side in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.
Like Liu Haiyu, this Qing Shui Shui has a water-attributed body, and in terms of light spiritual veins, he has eight water-attributed spiritual veins. He is also considered a genius among monks with water-attributed bodies. But compared with Liu Haiyu's ten spiritual veins of pure Yang water attribute, they are nothing.
Liu Haiyu held a Ruoshui sword in his right hand. The sword came out like a blue dragon playing in the water, stirring up the world and neutralizing the killing moves of the people on Qingshui one by one.
The swords collided, and Qingshui Ren was a little unable to resist.