“Ding…Dang…”
A melodious and crisp sound was heard, and Xiang Sheng felt dizzy just by being affected.
Ji Qingya was in even worse condition. His soul, which had just stabilized, showed signs of trying to break free from his spiritual platform.
Xiang Sheng immediately added a few soul-solidifying spells and cast a seal to block out the sound of the bell. He then stood up and looked at the back of the person who was fighting fiercely not far away, with a strange look in his eyes.
The bell can completely pull out the soul of a human immortal, so it must be an immortal weapon.
She heard the bell from a distance and was still a little dazed.
Qingmu was the first to bear the brunt of the attack, but he was not affected at all. Was it because his soul was far stronger than hers, or was there some kind of treasure suppressing his sea of consciousness?
If it is a treasure, the grade of this treasure must be higher than that of an immortal weapon, at least a mid-grade immortal weapon.
The magic weapon that protects the soul is so precious that even Taoist weapons are rare, let alone immortal weapons.
If it was bestowed by the elders, Qingmu's status in the ancient demon clan should be extremely high. How could he be isolated by the Shuili demon and others and act alone?
If it's a chance encounter...
She watched Qingmu and Xue Kun mediate, their advances and retreats were very methodical, and they didn't look like some wild ancient monster on the edge of their status at all.
Xiang Sheng was still thinking, but Xue Kun was already extremely impatient.
This ancient demon seemed to be extremely familiar with the methods of the human race. After several attempts, he was always hit in the weak spots and could not exert his normal strength. Then, in a collision, he was evenly matched with the opponent and could not test the opponent's strength at all.
In anger, he directly used the Soul-Snatching Bell, but the other party acted as if he didn't hear it and was not restrained at all.
It seemed that the female immortal had used some unknown means to quickly send Ji Qingya's soul back into her body and was about to escape from here.
He no longer cared about hiding himself. He stretched out his right hand and spread out his five fingers. Five thumb-thick blood-red threads suddenly shot out from his fingertips and shot straight towards Aoki's face.
When Qingmu saw the blood line, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the demonic power in his body suddenly surged. He used all his strength to activate the sword shadow and chop towards the blood line.
Snap!
Three of the five blood lines were broken and their speed slowed down.
The remaining two were close at hand. Qingmu's eyes showed determination. He raised his hand and a black light flashed in his palm, and scales overlapped layer by layer.
The next moment, the blood line pierced into the scales, penetrating dozens of layers of scales in a row, but it also delayed the attack for a moment.
Taking advantage of this gap, Aoki quickly adjusted his body shape, changing the direction of the bloodline assassination from the face to the chest.
Phew!
The blood line pierced through the palm and hit the chest, but it did not penetrate and instead made a loud sound of metal clashing.
Aoki groaned, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. Under the huge force of the collision, he stepped back repeatedly while thinking of a countermeasure quickly.
At this moment, a slender hand suddenly appeared from behind and pressed on his shoulder, stopping his retreat immediately.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Xiang Sheng walked out from behind and stood in front of him. His tone was still calm, but Qingmu could hear an unusual coldness in it.
He frowned: "You..."
"For Ji Qingya's sake, I will hold back. We can discuss the rest later."
Xiang Sheng interrupted him and waved his sleeves to cast a demon-ban barrier, isolating Qingmu and Ji Qingya behind him. When he looked up, he saw five blood lines attacking him again!
Her eyes were cold, without any avoidance, she raised her hand and a red light blasted out.
"You don't know your own limitations!"
Xue Kun sneered, and then saw that Qingmu had to use all his strength to cut off a small piece of the forbidden blood line. As soon as it came into contact with the red light, it began to explode from the end, presenting a trend of continuous collapse.
Xue Kun's face suddenly changed and he was horrified.
What’s going on?!
The forbidden bloodline is called taboo because nothing in the world can overcome it.
But what did he just see?
Under that red light, the forbidden blood line was no match!
Could it be that everything that person said before was a lie?
Xue Kun's thoughts were a little confused, and when he came to his senses again, Xiang Sheng was already less than ten feet away from him. He was startled and hurriedly grabbed the Soul-Snatching Bell and rang it.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
A rapid ringing sound entered his ears. Xiang Sheng had a blank expression on his face, and his body did not slow down, but instead moved faster.
Before Xue Kun could react, she reached out and grabbed the remaining blood line and pulled it back violently.
Snap!
Xue Kun's five fingers were broken, his flesh and blood were torn off along with the forbidden blood line, and blood gushed out.
Xue Kun's face was distorted with pain, and there was fear in his eyes as he looked at Xiang Sheng.
He retreated quickly, and caught a glimpse of the mark on Xiang Sheng's hand. His face changed again and he screamed in shock:
"Six-fold ancestral seal to protect the soul, you are from the ancient clan!"
Xiang Sheng didn't respond at all, and slashed out a sword light.
Xue Kun was frightened repeatedly and had long forgotten that the person opposite him was just a wandering immortal. Seeing this, he immediately raised a round shield to resist.
But when the sword hit the round shield, there was only a slight sound and no power at all.
Xue Kun's eyes showed a hint of surprise. Just as he was about to put down the round shield, he suddenly felt his left wrist tighten. Xiang Sheng appeared beside him without him knowing and grabbed his other hand.
How could it be so fast?!
Xue Kun's pupils trembled violently, and before he could break free, a familiar red light suddenly burst out from his wrist.
The heat, as hot as magma, flowed along the tendons and veins of the wrist and violently into every part of the body.
The forbidden blood lines lurking in various meridians were immediately hit by a devastating blow and began to fight back desperately.
The two sides started a fierce battle inside Xue Kun's body, and immediately many meridians burst open and blood gushed out.
Xue Kun was in so much pain that he couldn't even scream. He curled up on the ground like a cooked shrimp, twitching continuously.
The battlefield continued to extend, and in a moment it reached the sea of consciousness. Xue Kun once again tasted the pain of having his soul sucked away.
In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the day when he was assimilated.
pain.
The pain was everywhere, so intense that it made me crazy, so painful that I felt numb. I wished I could die immediately...
Perhaps because he had been numb so many times, Xue Kun actually regained some of his thinking ability.
The details that I had previously ignored now come to mind one by one.
He thought of the sword he had struck Xiang Sheng just now.
After that sword strike, the opponent surpassed his perception and appeared beside him out of thin air.
It wasn't the speed, it was the sword that affected his judgment.
It's time and space.
The sword had little power, but it cut through the space and time around him, causing time to stop.
The only one who can achieve this level is the Eternal Sword Intent of the first rank!
Is this woman the heir of the Eternal Sword Emperor? !
No, that's not right. Yonghen Sword Emperor is a powerful person in the Immortal Palace, and this woman is clearly from an ancient clan.
Who is this woman?!
The more Xue Kun thought about it, the more confused he became, and the more pain he felt, the clearer he became.
Some deeply buried fragments of memory are constantly being awakened.
He seemed to see in the blurry light and shadow that someone was forcibly holding him down and stuffing a bunch of blood into his mouth.
He opened his eyes wide, trying to see the man's face clearly, but he couldn't.
"Go to sleep. Everything will be fine once you wake up." A gentle voice sounded in my ears.
Xue Kun's eyelids drooped, his breathing quickly became even, and he fell into a deep sleep.
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