"As for the Kong Zhan who was killed by you before, his soul power has also reached the realm of soul power transformation, which should be comparable to yours. However, his soul power is extremely mixed. At that time, I was still wondering why.
In this way, looking at it now, it is not something he practiced by himself at all, but was given to him by the demon spirits of hell."
"So although Kong Zhan can exert the power of a first-class soul warrior, he is just a fake soul warrior."
Speaking of pseudo-soul warriors like Kong Zhan, Xia He's eyes showed deep disdain, as if he was extremely contemptuous of Kong Zhan's method of obtaining the power of the soul out of thin air.
"You can break through the power of the soul to the point where the soul power can be transformed and reach the realm of a first-class soul warrior. Only then you are qualified to fight with me. That's why I choose to challenge you, because... this is between soul warriors.
The battle! This is the battle that I, Xiahe, have been waiting for for a long time!"
Xia He's tone suddenly became extremely hot, and the black nightmare behind him that was originally motionless also trembled inexplicably at this moment, and an illusory and sinister aura rolled away!
"Ye Wuque, I'll give you a chance to strike first, otherwise you won't have a chance!"
With an arrogant voice, Xia He actually asked Ye Wuque to take action first.
"Anyway, I want to thank you for letting me know the specific information about Soul Warrior. Since you asked me to take action first, I won't be polite."
A glimmer of light flashed in Ye Wuque's bright eyes. Through Xia He's introduction just now, he already knew that Xia He had already reached the peak of a first-class soul warrior in terms of spiritual power cultivation alone, and he had only just broken into the realm of a first-class soul warrior.
Therefore, asking him to make the first move is not an insult to him, but a statement of fact.
Moreover, Ye Wuque was still very interested in the contest of divine soul power.
Immediately, Ye Wuque took a big step, and a white divine ring appeared from the sky behind him. The divine soul space vibrated, and the white divine dragon in it began to meander at an extremely fast speed, and appeared behind Ye Wuque with waves of thick and dense divine soul power.
Ouch!
The roar of the white divine dragon. Compared with Xia He's black nightmare, Ye Wuque's white divine dragon was much weaker in terms of its solidification level and the fluctuations it spread out. However, it was still in the same realm overall and was within the range of a first-rate soul warrior.
In the arena, a majestic and domineering dragon roar suddenly sounded in the ears of all the disciples of the Holy Way of Heaven!
This dragon's chant seemed to resound suddenly in the depths of the mind, with a breathtaking power that shocked people's hearts. The flower in front of them seemed to see a wild and desolate ancient continent, and there was an infinitely huge white dragon on it.
It is meandering forward, roaring for nine days!
Tyrant Dragon Roar!
Facing Xia He, who was at the peak of the first-class soul warrior, Ye Wuque did not hesitate to use the attack method he had learned from the Eight Wilderness Savage God Thorns before!
The dragon roared in the void, and other disciples might not be able to see it clearly, but in Xia He's eyes, he saw a white divine dragon, with its head opened, and the attack transformed by the power of the divine soul was roaring madly!
"A sonic attack transformed by the power of the soul? It's interesting, the nightmare refining method! The nightmare screams!"
The black nightmare behind Xia He jumped out with a sudden step, turning into an afterimage in the void, and then completely turned into a torrent like a dark cloud, heading straight towards the roaring white dragon!
What's even more weird is that a very harsh whistling sound suddenly sounded in Ye Wuque's ear, as if someone was rubbing two pieces of metal crazily against your ear.
Buzz!
On the battlefield, there was clearly no light of Yuanli, but bursts of muffled sounds erupted, as if two invisible and immaterial forces were colliding crazily. Dragon roars and screams came and went, making people feel a sense of conflict.
The fear of the unknown.
Gah!
Finally, in the void, the roaring dragon's roar suddenly stopped, leaving only the scream, but it was Ye Wuque's soul attack dragon roar that was broken by Xia He's nightmare scream.
"Liuhe Panlong Cover!"
With a low cry, the white divine ring behind Ye Wuque's head vibrated, and a dragon appeared and wrapped him perfectly in it, because Xia He's nightmare roar continued to attack him brazenly after breaking the Tyrant Dragon Roar.
As if a stone was thrown into the lake, causing a huge splash, Nightmare Howl frantically tried to break through the protection of the Liuhe Panlong Shield, and even made a gap in the Liuhe Panlong Shield. However, in the end, the power was exhausted and was blocked by the Liuhe Panlong Shield.
Come down.
After this blow, the entire battlefield seemed to fall into an eerie silence.
Ye Wuque looked at Xia He, and the importance he attached to this person in his heart rose to a new level.
Through the seemingly simple but extremely dangerous fight just now, he has discovered that Xia He's spiritual power cultivation level is higher than his. Although they are both first-class soul warriors, there is a gap between the first-class soul warrior and the peak of the first-class soul warrior.
The difference is obvious.
"Ye Wuque, I asked you to make the first move, and now it's my turn. But if your soul power only has this ability, then you will definitely lose!"
Xia He's gorgeous silver robes were rustling, and the silver hair crown on his head was shining even more. He stood on the battle platform, and the black nightmare behind him stretched the sky and the ground, exuding a terrifying and inexplicable aura. He looked kind of...
The illusion of standing in front of the gates of hell.
"Nightmare God Refining Technique! The nightmare world... descends!"
An illusory and weird sound sounded, and the black nightmare behind Xia He began to slowly disintegrate with the sound, but in an instant it turned into black and billowing smoke, spreading rapidly!
Ye Wuque, who was in the Liuhe Panlong Cover, immediately felt a dangerous aura, as if as the black nightmare disappeared, the entire battlefield suddenly became illusory when it was surrounded by it!
"Ye Wuque, welcome to my nightmare world... indulge in it and enjoy it! In the end, you will be completely addicted and no longer want to wake up!"
Ye Wuque's eyes had turned pitch black, as if he was suddenly dragged into another world by Xia He. There was no day or night here, only eternal gray and billowing smoke, making it completely impossible to tell the direction and where to go.
The Liuhe Panlong Mask that shrouded the body began to tremble violently, as if it was being attacked by an invisible force. The white divine ring behind the head also kept shining and beating. It was a warning!
"The world of nightmares. It seems that this is an environmental world created by Xia He with the power of his soul. The nightmare god-refining method he possesses seems to be an extremely powerful soul-type secret skill."
Standing in the nightmare world, he seemed to be in a desperate situation, but Ye Wuque didn't seem to have any nervousness or despair. Instead, he was looking at the nightmare world.
He knew that this was not a real world, and Xia He did not have the ability to create such a world. It must be the powerful illusion attack in his nightmare refining method, assisted by the power of the soul, that created such a special environment.
"If I were just a soul warrior like Xia He, maybe I would really lose this battle, but unfortunately...I am not. Moreover, this nightmare world may seem scary, but in fact it has a distinct weakness."