In Qitian Continent, warriors who practice soul-controlling martial arts are rarer than seventh- and eighth-level monsters, and their level of mystery is almost the same as that of space warriors.
It is said that real soul-controlling martial arts have never been spread openly. Even if there are people involved in research, they are just messy side branches or just stay at the level of soul-nurturing. If there is a warrior who specializes in soul-control somewhere, basically
They will all disappear before they grow up.
Real soul-controlling martial arts and pure soul-controlling warriors are like some kind of taboo!
According to rumors, the offensive methods of soul-controlling warriors are weird and unpredictable. Their existence is called the natural enemies of body-refining warriors or ordinary monsters!
Pure body-refining warriors often ignore the soul and pursue the ultimate in physical fitness. Monsters also pursue physical strength. Their fighting power is ferocious, reaching the Martial King or Martial Lord realm, but their souls are weak by at least several levels. This metaphor is somewhat
It's an exaggeration, but it's enough to show people's fear of soul-controlling warriors.
Zhaoyi has lived in the wilderness for a long time, and he only knows the superficial knowledge of these secrets, which is very incomplete, but it can also be seen that the soul-controlling martial arts skills performed by this Sirius envoy are definitely not ordinary side branches!
Is he a real soul-controlling warrior? How come he appears here!
A true soul-controlling warrior who reaches the senior level is already terrifying enough. Even Zhaoyi and the others have to be afraid of getting out of the way, let alone a semi-saint?!
Dugu Xin also had a premonition of the crisis, and stayed in place without daring to move, trying his best to resist the invisible soul invasion.
The Heavenly Wolf envoy was indifferent and silent, his blue pupils showing strange ripples, and there seemed to be countless invisible chains crisscrossing the dim space, extending into the minds of Zhaoyi, Tang Yan and everyone else.
This attack is silent, avoiding the physical and spiritual armor, and reaches the target's soul directly.
Tang Yan's face showed pain, his eyes were dull, his soul was under invisible control, and his control over himself gradually weakened. His spiritual power returned to calmness, the green flames on the ancient sword began to dissipate, and he had lost the ability to attack.
Faced with the intensive care taken by the semi-holy warrior, he had almost no ability to fight back.
"Now that you are here, don't even think about leaving alive." King Zhou Ling took a few steps forward and left the threatening range of the ancient sword. His spiritual power turned into ice and filled his head, eliminating the ghost green fire bit by bit.
Thousands of guards stepped forward, and the sharp points of the flaming golden crossbows all locked onto Tang Yan's head!
The giant tiger and other demon lords were all restrained by their souls and almost lost the ability to control their bodies. At this moment, there were many crises and it was impossible for them to come to save Tang Yan.
"Let go!!" At the signal of King Zhou Ling, the deputy commander of the guard gave an order, and thousands of fire crossbows were launched to attack. Tang Yan's soul was injured, and his awareness and ability of self-defense were reduced to the minimum. These thousands of specially-made crossbows
The military fire crossbows were used in full force, which was enough to blow open Tang Yan's head.
"Wait! King Zhou Ling, give me some face, I want this man!" A young man in white robe walked out of the main camp. He was tall and thin, with a handsome face, like a handsome young man, but his eyes were...
The whole image is greatly compromised due to the sinister look on his face.
Behind the young man, followed a steel-like man with scars all over his face and a strong body. He exuded bravery and perseverance from the inside out, but his eyes were slightly hollow and glowed with evil red light.
"Seventh Young Master." The Sirius envoy in the distance actually bowed slightly and saluted the white-robed young master, with a cold expression showing a little respect.
"Stop!" King Zhou Ling raised his hand to stop the escort, and the arrogance in his expression softened slightly: "Seventh Young Master knows this person? Is it origin or hatred?"
"It's not a close relationship, and there's no deep grudge. I just want to use him to make my artwork perfect." The young man held up his sleeves and looked at Tang Yan, who was more than ten meters away, expressionlessly, with a sinister look in his eyes.
His expression was undisguised: "Let's get to know each other and cut off the last knot in your heart."
The tall and strong scarred man stepped forward with a jet-black sword in hand, walking like a dragon and a tiger, with strong murderous intent and a fearless iron-blooded strength. As the young man gave the order, his scarlet eyes locked on Tang Yan, as if
There is only this goal left in the whole world, and all actions are aimed at killing the goal.
"Tang Qiong, long time no see." The strong man passed by, and King Zhou Ling's arrogant expression fluctuated slightly. This whisper seemed like a greeting, but it contained some inexplicable complexity.
The strong man ignored it, or did not sense the presence of King Zhou Ling at all. He came to Tang Yan and stood up straight. The dark sword suddenly vibrated, and surging flames spurted out, as thick and hot as magma, forcing many
The guards retreated one after another.
"Behead!" Pei Quan gave the order coldly.
The blood color in Tang Qiong's eyes increased. He stared at Tang Yan's slightly dull face and slashed the fire knife down at Tang Yan. Facing this familiar face that he had guarded so carefully, he no longer hesitated at all.
But at this moment, Pei Quan suddenly made a few handprints, and the blood in Tang Qiong's eyes suddenly dispersed, returning to a slightly clearer state.
"This is... Tang Yan?" A clear thought flashed through Chaos' mind. At the critical moment, Tang Qiong's face changed slightly, and the fire knife grazed Tang Yan's forehead and slashed past him. There was a loud bang, and the earth
Trembling slightly, gravel flew out, and the sword's light actually made a long pit half a meter deep on the ground.
The blazing flame burned a few strands of black hair in front of Tang Yan's forehead, but luckily it did not hurt him.
Before Tang Qiong's consciousness could continue to recover, Pei Quan's handprints changed again, blood light gathered in Tang Qiong's eyes again, and his consciousness continued to fall into endless chaos and darkness.
"Behead!!" Pei Quan continued to give the order with an expressionless face.
Tang Qiong raised the knife again and chopped again according to the order, but the same situation happened again. Pei Quan's handprint slightly weakened the control of Tang Qiong's soul, allowing his vision to clear. This time, the fire knife was still in danger.
It narrowly missed Tang Yan again.
Anger appeared in Tang Qiong's long-quiet mood, but it was quickly suppressed because his soul was bound again.
"Come again!" Pei Quan ordered one after another, but he kept letting go of Tang Qiong's soul control, and in the blink of an eye he continued to tighten it, as if he was playing tricks on Tang Qiong and Tang Yan again and again.
The surrounding soldiers looked at each other, wondering what this mysterious young master wanted to do.
until……
When Pei Quan issued the killing order again, the steel knife held high by Tang Qiong suddenly stopped suddenly in mid-air. A slight sparkle appeared in his strong blood-colored eyes, and his majestic body trembled slightly, resolutely.
There was a weak struggle on his face, his lips moved, and he struggled to squeeze out one word: "Escape."
But Tang Yan stood there blankly, his expression dull, his soul controlled by invisible shackles.
"As expected, you have hidden part of your soul in the deepest part!" Pei Quan raised the corner of his mouth in a strange arc, snorted coldly, and used the strong seal to control Tang Qiong and kill Tang Yan.
What he wants is this kind of effect, to bring back Tang Qiong's tenacious perseverance amidst repeated unblocking and severe difficulties, which is the last hidden danger in Tang Qiong's puppet.
Pei Quan wanted Tang Qiong to struggle on his own and fight back against the soul binding, and then he strengthened the soul binding, forcing him to be unable to completely stop the order.
Pei Quan wants to use this delicate balance to strengthen control and put Tang Qiong's mind in a state of clear and fuzzy chaos. He will also inspire Tang Qiong to feel regretful, stimulate the intensification of the chaos, and completely return his consciousness to chaos, and he will be able to return to chaos.
He took the opportunity to attack with all his strength, forcing him to kill Tang Qiong with his own hands, and then completely controlled Tang Qiong!
He had been waiting for this day for a long time. He thought he would never have another chance, but it came unexpectedly!
Veins appeared on Tang Qiong's forehead, muscles all over his body were tense, and spiritual power surged wildly, like a wild beast. His eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes blood red, constantly changing, and the fire knife was surging with flames, bit by bit moving towards Tang Yan's eyes.
Smashed to the head.
His consciousness was in chaos, and his remaining sanity was struggling to resist the constraints of his soul. However, as Pei Quan's sealing technique intensified, his remaining sanity was weakening little by little, and the frequency of the gleam in his eyes gradually decreased.
Zhaoyi frowned and tried his best to find a way to break the situation. But the semi-holy warrior had already turned his attention to them and warned them not to move.
final……
The moment Tang Qiong stubbornly withdrew the sword, his eyes turned red, his throat rolled and he roared, and the sword struck Tang Yan's head fiercely.
At this moment, a sharp scream came from deep in his consciousness: "No!"
But the soul was tightly controlled and completely lost the ability to resist.
The sword style is fierce, slashing down with force!
However, the most incredible thing happened suddenly. Tang Yan's eyes returned to clarity at this moment, his pupils condensed slightly, and he suddenly retreated. The next second, golden thunder and lightning appeared, extending all the way to Pei Quan.
The accident happened so suddenly that even the Heavenly Wolf envoy in the distance was a little distracted. The soul that had already taken control of Tang Yan was completely like a lamb to be slaughtered, and it was impossible to regain consciousness on its own.
"Decapitate the soul!!" Tang Yan passed by him, and the ancient sword swayed with powerful spatial ripples, rolling over Pei Quan's body.
Buzz! His whole body trembled violently, and Pei Quan froze on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning. Even with his profound soul cultivation, he could not withstand this battle soul art specifically aimed at soul warriors! Tang Qiong not far away was groaning, bang
He fell to his knees on the ground and fell into coma.
Seven rays of thunder and lightning were still spreading. Tang Yan disappeared in an instant, put Tang Qiong into the golden lock, and quickly escaped into the distance. At the same time, he let out a sharp roar: "Withdraw!!!"
PS: The second update may be very late, I'm really sorry...