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Chapter 1890: Destroying Yuanshen

The Fire Cloud God King and the White Flame have been together for thousands of years, not to mention that they are all tamed, but for now, it seems that the White Flame is quite flexible in being played by the other party.

Moreover, the opponent's body is now dead. Even if the Nuwa Stone is forcibly refined, it will only be superficial, and it is very likely that it will not be refined.

Xiao Yu received the news from Ice and Snow God King that he was using the fire of ice flames to decompose Nuwa Stone, but now it seems that the so-called decomposition of Nuwa Stone is that Fire Cloud God King is refining it privately, but those people

Just being kept in the dark.

Moreover, the Nuwa Stone has no offensive power, and no one knows how to use it. Therefore, the only thing with the current offensive power of the Fire Cloud God King is the white flame.

The flame was pulled away by the opponent, and the burning sensation in the meridians disappeared instantly, allowing Xiao Yu's tense body to relax slightly, and then he focused all his attention on the soul of the Fire Cloud God King.

"Boy, so what if you have two souls? No one can help you. Let's see what kind of waves you can make."

The Fire Cloud God King sneered in a low voice, then gently pulled the flame in his hand, and the white flame immediately turned into a white long sword.

Condensing a long sword with flames is Xiao Yu's specialty, and using Tao Fire in his own body to defend against enemies is just a snap for him.

"No matter how strong your soul is, it's only half of what you were when you were alive, right?

What you rely on is just this flame. If you don't have the flame, what else can you rely on?"

Xiao Yu muttered to himself, and then countless light yellow flames began to pour out from the meridians on all sides. These were the flames of Xiaocheng monks. Although they were not very strong, fortunately they were large in number. Even if they could not kill the opponent, they would still be consumed.

It is also good to complete the opponent's strength.

"One flame is enough to kill you. This is your sea of ​​soul. When I chop it into pieces, I'll see what else can support you."

After the King of Fire Cloud God finished speaking, the flame sword in his hand suddenly moved forward, and a white ice flame flashed out, but it did not rush towards Xiao Yu's soul clone, but towards the soul in the distance.

But at the same time, the two Xiao Yu soul bodies disappeared at the same time, and there was a tumbling in the soul ocean. Then the soul breath turned into a gray long sword. The long sword was two or three meters long, and it was all condensed with gray soul power.

After the long sword was condensed, Xiao Yu's face appeared in the sky above the soul ocean.

Because this is Xiao Yu's territory, he is the god here, and what he wants to do is just a thought.

The gray long sword flashed out and collided with the flames coming from the opponent. As soon as the two came into contact, Xiao Yu felt a stinging pain in his soul, but it was still within the acceptable range.

After the opponent's flame attack was dispersed, a new round of attacks was launched, but at this time, the yellow flames that had been gathering momentum suddenly swept out and turned into several fire walls, wrapping the Fire Cloud God King in it.

to the center.

Although the Dao Fire is not as strong as the Ice Flame Fire, it is numerous in number. If one group is broken up, another group will be filled in again, and they continue endlessly, as if they will never finish burning.

Xiao Yu in the sky just looked at it. The Fire Cloud God King had been wrapped in Dao Fire. He kept activating the only spiritual energy in his body, trying to put out the Dao Fire, but Xiao Yu did not give him that chance.

A Xiao Yu's soul suddenly appeared in the distance from King Huoyun God, and his hands began to form seals.

At the same time that the clone appeared behind the opponent, Xiao Yu suddenly pointed at the Fire Cloud God King below, and the Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword flew out instantly, and the fairy spirit covered the wooden sword again.

"Xiao Yu, you are a Taoist priest who has not cultivated spiritual power, but you have cultivated your soul to be so powerful. You really impress me."

The Fire Cloud God King began to feel a little powerless, and the flames around him became much weaker.

Most Taoists focus on improving their cultivation and few cultivate their souls. That's why God King Huoyun made a desperate move and brought the Nuwa Stone to capture Xiao Yu.

But now it seems like this was a wrong choice.

There is no regret medicine in the world. He will either be killed or surrender. No matter which of these two paths, he does not want to choose.

Although he was full of unwillingness, Fire Cloud God King still stretched out his hand, turned into a tentacle, and grabbed the flying wooden sword.

The Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword has a very strong restraint effect on the soul. The other party is undoubtedly seeking death. Xiao Yu hopes that the other party will do this.

But what he didn't expect was that something happened. After the white tentacle popped out, it fell directly from the soul of Fire Cloud God King, and the other party's body also rushed directly towards Xiao Yu's other soul at this time.

As soon as the white tentacles came into contact with the peach wood sword, they turned into countless spiritual energy and dissipated around them.

"You have a good idea, old guy, by attacking in the east and in the west."

call out....

"Maoshan seal, ghost seal."

When the clone soul saw the soul flying towards it, it immediately shouted, pushed forward with both hands, and the white ghost mark instantly rushed out from the hand, and directly collided with the flying soul.

As soon as the two met, the body of Fire Cloud God King trembled, but the other party did not retreat, but continued to rush towards the soul clone.

But before the other party could get closer, the soul clone instantly dissipated and turned into countless soul auras, which were injected into the soul ocean.

Yuan Shen once again missed the mark, and then did not stop, trying to follow the meridians and enter Xiao Yu's Dantian.

But how could Xiao Yu let the opponent succeed so easily? As soon as the opponent flew to the entrance of the meridians, countless spiritual energy surged out of the meridians, blocking the opponent's progress.

"If you want to stop me, you are too young."

The Fire Cloud God King in the white light sneered, and then slapped the spiritual energy with his palm.

Thousands of white flames began to tear at the meridians before they got close to them, causing Xiao Yu's body to frown again, so he could not let the other party enter his Dantian.

The speed of the flame was very fast, and it entered Xiao Yu's meridians in a flash, causing the spiritual energy that was originally blocking it to hurriedly retreat.

"Now that you're here, stay."

Xiao Yu, who was above the soul, shouted loudly and reached down a little. Countless black energy in the soul ocean condensed into a thumb-long flying knife, which flew down with a roar, as if he wanted to kill the opponent directly here.

When Yuanshen saw the soul knife flying towards him, his complexion changed drastically, and he quickly activated the flames to resist.

But now the white flame is so weak that it is almost transparent. Even if it can continue to exert its power, it cannot be compared with the previous one.

An illusory flame shield protects the opponent's spirit within it, but it still cannot stop the impact of those soul knives.

One after another, the small knives passed through the opponent's body, and the light shield of the ice flames struck many thumb-sized holes.

"No, Xiao Yu, I'm not done with you."

The soul of Fire Cloud God King shouted at the ocean of souls, and then all the spiritual power in his body exploded. The spiritual power turned into a huge white octopus and began to flap at the sky above the ocean of souls.

Although the opponent became big enough, Xiao Yu felt that the opponent's attack power was getting smaller and smaller, and it seemed that only some white spiritual power was left.

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