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Chapter 122. Soul attack.

The moment Ye Feng realized that this destructive force was pouring into his body, he immediately bulged the true energy in his body to resist. However, what surprised Ye Feng was that this energy almost ignored his true energy and rushed straight to the Dantian Qihai.

"Drink! Nine Turns of Mysterious Art"

Immediately, Ye Feng used his protective magic skill.

But what disappointed Ye Feng was that the Nine-Turn Profound Art, which had always been unfavorable, could not resist the energy at this moment, and was suddenly defeated.

"This is definitely not a divine sense attack, otherwise it would be impossible to resist the miraculous effects produced by my Nine-Turn Mysterious Ability. Being able to have such strange energy is definitely a soul attack that is above the divine sense. Only ordinary magic weapons and defensive means of soul attack will not be able to defend."

At this moment, Ye Feng immediately realized that the energy that attacked him was not a spiritual consciousness, but the soul of a monk.

Feeling the energy rushing towards Dantian and dying along the way, Ye Feng was immediately anxious. Dantian Qihai is the place where the human body is pregnant with the gods, and all three souls and seven spirits are concentrated in it. If the Dantian is hit by this energy, even if Ye Feng is not dead, the three souls and seven spirits will leave his body, and his soul will be exhausted in the end.

"What to do! What to do!" Ye Feng kept thinking about the solution in his mind.

In desperation, Ye Feng had to support the weak water in the Dantian Sea to form an iris to protect the entire golden elixir.

"I hope this weak water can defend against soul attacks!" Ye Feng was also unsure.

"Boom! Boom!"

The golden elixir in Ye Fengdantian suddenly trembled violently when the soul energy rushed.

Ignoring, this soul energy directly ignored the weak water in Ye Feng's body and all of them poured into the golden elixir.

In an instant, the weak water coiled around Ye Feng's body seemed to have lost its vitality and fell straight from the sky. Even Ye Feng himself lost consciousness at this moment and fell to the ground.

"Dead?"

A figure flashed and the ghost looked at Ye Feng who was falling down in disbelief.

"How could this kid die so easily? He tortured this king for several days and forced me to get rid of a realm." The ghost's face changed and he seemed very angry, but then the anger turned into doubt: "Is it really dead? Let's go and see, this kid will be free if he dies."

The ghost's eyes turned and flew down with Ye Feng's body safely.

Ye Feng was not dead at this moment. His will was in a fierce battle with this soul energy.

However, this soul energy was too huge, even if Ye Feng was firm, he could not resist it. Soon, Ye Feng's consciousness was dispelled and forced back little by little, and gradually disappeared into the darkness.

The cold, bone-bone-broken cold was Ye Feng's only feeling at this time. He could vaguely hear another voice ringing in his mind.

"This kid is indeed not ordinary tough, but can resist my soul attack for so long. No wonder he can kill more than 3,000 people of my tribe with his own strength. However, the cultivator's body is good for me and I leave a wisp of soul to train it into a clone for my use."

A wisp of black soul energy slowly separated and rushed towards the dark blue lake water in Ye Feng's golden elixir.

Soon, this soul energy penetrated into the blue lake without any obstacles.

A weak mass of water in the center of the lake formed a villain like Ye Feng, but the outline of this villain was very blurry and could not be discovered if he didn't look at it carefully.

As soon as the soul energy discovered this villain, it couldn't wait to pounce on it.

But it just changes and breaks out when it is about to succeed—

"Boom!" With a blast, the blue lake water rolled up a huge wave, and an ancient small tripod emerged from the bottom of the lake. This tripod was one of the nine Taoist tripods left to him by Ye Feng's grandfather Ye Duan'e.

A suction force, a suction force that only hits the soul energy suddenly came out of this small tripod.

"ah!"

After a scream of inaudible squeak, the soul energy was immediately sucked into it by the small cauldron.

After absorbing this energy, the little tripod slowly turned it for half a circle, and a illusory gas was spewed out.

What is not noticed is that when this seemingly illusory gas appeared, Ye Feng's vague soul seemed to have encountered something delicious and swallowed it in big mouthfuls.

Ye Feng's soul will be clearer every time he swallows this illusory energy.

The soul energy that was still staying in Ye Feng's body seemed to be like a mouse retreating outside like a cat.

But can you leave?

After absorbing the soul energy, the small tripod seemed to have suddenly gained power. The suction suddenly became stronger and directly spread to the lake and reached various places where Ye Feng was.

Before the energy was withdrawn from Ye Feng's body, it was pulled in by the suction force, and there was no room for resistance.

At the same time, the corpse of a tall green-pirashashara outside fell from the sky with a thumping breath.

The small tripod, which absorbed this larger soul energy, slowly turned again, and with every rotation, there were more illusory gases being sprayed out, but as soon as it was sprayed out, it was absorbed by Ye Feng's soul.

Ye Feng's soul gradually absorbed the gas emitted by the small tripod and became more and more solid, and Ye Feng's consciousness gradually began to wake up.

When the affair saw Ye Feng's body falling from the sky, he was immediately happy before he woke up.

"Haha, I didn't expect that you would die before I could wait for my ghost devouring master. But it's better to die. If you don't die, I will be free. I will be able to travel in the future." The ghost laughed and was shocked, and the Luoshasha in the Golden Pill Stage scattered.

"You want freedom? It's a pity that it's not the time because I'm not dead yet."

As Ye Feng's cold voice sounded, the smile on his face suddenly froze. He turned around with difficulty to see Ye Feng who was slowly standing up.

"Master, you are not dead?"

The ghost showed a look of fear on his face. Although he was afraid of Ye Feng, he was even more afraid of the golden pagoda in Ye Feng's hand, as if that thing was the natural nemesis of the ghost. If the ghost was refined by the sun's golden flame, it would probably fall back to the Golden Pill stage directly.

"Die, but live again."

Ye Feng replied calmly, to be honest, he didn't know the reason for how to wake up, but Ye Feng only knew that he seemed to have had a sleep.

"What happened after I was attacked by the soul energy. My cultivation level actually broke through the early stage of the Golden Pill and reached the middle stage of the Golden Pill. Could it be that the energy was absorbed by me and increased my strength? No, this is impossible. How could that energy obviously kill me and help me break through?"

Ye Feng couldn't figure it out.

"Master?" The accuser carefully called Ye Feng who was lost.

Ye Feng raised his eyelids and his voice became cold: "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking. You want to defect while I am unprepared. However, I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that you will still be alive when you come out of the Nine Palace Golden Tower next time."

The accuser burst into cold sweat on his forehead when he heard this, nodded repeatedly and swore his loyalty.

However, the oath was like farting to Ye Feng. Ye Feng was still thinking about choosing an appropriate time to practice this ghost into the Rakshasa Dharma image and take it completely.

But isn't the accuser waiting for the opportunity to eat the master?

"The Rakshasa behind them has become stronger and stronger. They are all in the middle stage of the Golden Pill. In the later stage, they no longer have the ability to hunt on a large scale. It is better to fight and retreat and find an opportunity to evacuate the battlefield. If you accidentally attract some powerful people, it would be bad."

Ye Feng originally thought that he would kill some of the early stages of the Golden Pill, and the middle stage of the Rakshasa would not attract the attention of some powerful Rakshasa. However, who thought that he would be beaten and killed just after he made a comeback. This time, he might have been lucky enough to save his life but he might not be so lucky every time.

"Come with me!"

Ye Feng soared into the air, avoided the frontal troops of Rakshasa, and rushed towards the left.

The weak water floated in the air again, turning into sharp arrows all over the sky and fighting out a bloody path.

Although the affair has the strength in the middle of the Nascent Soul stage, he was so nervous that he had to obey his orders by Ye Feng's Nine Palace Jintak. Whenever a powerful Rakshasa rushed over to approach Ye Feng, the affair would suddenly take action to kill him and swallow his flesh and blood.

Ye Feng estimated that it would be no problem to kill Rakshasa in the late stage of the Golden Pill. Rakshasa in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage can also be suppressed by treasures, but he was afraid that he would encounter several Rakshasa in the Nascent Soul stage, or a Rakshasa in the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage who was out of the body, and he would have no place to escape by then.

So Ye Feng was about to stop, and Ye Feng collected enough Rakshasa souls. These Rakshasa souls were not all killed by Ye Feng, and the souls of Rakshasa killed by other monks were also absorbed into weak water by Ye Feng.

The weak water absorbed nearly 10,000 souls and was then practiced by Ye Feng through the soul-tempering practice technique. The blue weak water became even brighter, and a cold breath brewed in it.

But Ye Feng could clearly feel the increasingly majestic energy of heaven and earth rushing into the weak water, which was growing stronger all the time.

At this rate, it is definitely not a problem to condense a river of water within a few years.

Although there are many Rakshasa along the way, their cultivation is only at the Golden Calcium Stage, but they are not Ye Feng's enemy in one move. However, even if they encounter Rakshasa in the Nascent Soul Stage, Ye Feng can avoid it and do not intend to compete with them. So soon Ye Feng rushed out of the many Rakshasa and came to the periphery.

"I have killed a lot of Rakshasa. The evil souls condensed in the weak water are enough. This soul-tempering and refining technique is really magical. The more cultivators I kill, the more souls I condense, the more magic weapons I have, the more powerful they are. As long as I let the weak water absorb the souls of the cultivators for me to breathe and breathe, the more heaven and earth energy the weak water needs in the future, no longer have to worry about me. However, these monks may not be able to withstand this Rakshasa army for a long time. Now the plan is better to retreat first to avoid being unable to pull away." Ye Feng wiped the blood on his forehead. The killing along the way consumed too much of his magic power. Even Ye Feng was twelve times that of the same level of true energy.

"The affair follows me to leave here. The two of us killed so many Rakshasa and have attracted a lot of attention in the Nascent Soul stage. If we don't leave, we will probably be ruthless."

Ye Feng shouted softly, and he soared and turned into a stream of light to rush towards the place outside the Nine Nether Yin Vein.

Many of the Rakshasa devoured by the ghost are now restored to the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage. However, although the ghost has the late stage of the soul realm, his strength is only at the beginning of the Nascent Soul stage. Because the ghost himself does not have a physical body at all, his strength is greatly limited.

Flying along the way, fewer and fewer Rakshasa were flying in the air with wings. Soon Ye Feng had arrived at the edge of the Nine Nether Yin Vein and was about to fly out. At this moment, a thunder thunder instantly passed by Ye Feng.

The thunder dissipated and revealed the figure of the cat demon.
Chapter completed!
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