The soul-breaking talisman is infused with the split soul of a powerful king-conferring warrior, which is the soul power of a ninth-level warrior.
Even if there is only a trace of soul power, for an intermediate warrior, it is a superior and unmatched existence.
However, the soul-breaking talisman actually dissipated without being used.
"What's going on?" Gao Yan was shocked.
It was a soul-breaking talisman refined by a strong King-Sealing warrior. It was enough to pose a threat to eighth-level warriors and was a life-saving means to instantly kill seventh-level warriors.
It actually disappeared without a sound.
Gao Yan was afraid and looked at Mo Tian in horror.
Mo Tian smiled and walked forward slowly: "You know the soul, but you don't understand the way of the soul."
Mo Tian continued: "The Ninth Level is the existence of the King. They can feel their own souls, so they can practice the Soul Dao and practice some Soul Dao attacks. But after all, they have just come into contact with the Soul Dao and their understanding of the Soul Dao
It’s too shallow.”
A small fifth-level existence dares to say that the powerful king has a shallow understanding.
If this spreads out, people will laugh to death.
But Mo Tian's words had a convincing effect.
From Mo Tian's point of view, the soul method of the powerful king was indeed too simple, and naturally he could not compare with him in terms of attainments.
But the strength of the soul power of a strong man who has been granted the title of king cannot be matched no matter how powerful his soul path attainment is.
The strength of the soul of a powerful king is like a piece of ore that has not been carved but is as hard as iron.
If it is made into a weapon, it will naturally be more powerful, but the ore itself also has a certain lethality.
Mo Tian's soul strength is like a piece of tissue paper in front of the powerful King-Sealing King. He can fold this tissue paper into a sharp sword, but he can only exert his abilities several times his own.
"What do you mean?"
Gao Yan was stunned. He held the Soul Refuge Talisman tightly in his palm and placed his other hand on his backpack, ready to go.
"If I say that the soul power of King Wuyun in the soul-breaking talisman was forcibly collected by me, do you think this is possible?"
Mo Tian had a smile on his face.
"This is impossible." Gao Yan shouted, his heart began to twitch, and he became more and more afraid of Mo Tian: "No matter what means you have, just die."
Gao Yan didn't want to be verbose.
No matter what, Mo Tian must die.
Following his shout, dozens of talismans rose into the sky, overwhelmingly pressing towards Mo Tian.
Mo Tian was shocked, Gao Yan was indeed a blood pattern master, the number of talismans engraved with blood patterns was ridiculous.
The black light on Mo Tian's brow flashed, and a black light suddenly shot out. The black light ignored the talisman's attack and attacked and killed him.
Gao Yan saw Hei Mang's shocked expression. The soul-avoiding talisman in his hand kept flashing, and actually turned into a mysterious light and shot out. It collided with Hei Mang, causing Hei Mang to lose its lock, unable to find the target of attack, and shattered.
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Although the soul-avoiding talisman is not sure to eliminate the soul attack, it can prevent the soul attack from locking the target.
Seeing this, Gao Yan laughed loudly and said, "Mo Tian, is this what you are capable of? Even a mere soul attack wants to hurt me, so just die."
Gao Yan was overjoyed that the soul-avoiding talisman successfully evaded the soul-path attack order, and his fear of the soul-path methods used by Mo Tian was reduced by three points.
He once again used several talismans and blasted them toward Mo Tian.
Under such a shroud of talismans, even a sixth-level warrior would be severely injured, and a fifth-level warrior would have no chance of surviving.
"Idiot." Facing the talisman coming at him, Mo Tian looked solemn, but he couldn't help but sneer: "Do you think this emperor can only use one soul attack?"
"What?"
Gao Yan was shocked.
However, Mo Tian didn't give him a chance to think, a black light flashed in his eyebrows, and he attacked again, even faster than the previous attack.
Gao Yan was inexplicably horrified. He found several talismans to defend against Yuan consciousness attacks and placed them in front of him, hoping to stop the soul attack.
But these so-called talismans that defend against Yuan consciousness attacks are almost useless and cannot stop Soul Dao attacks at all.
ah.
Watching the black light pouring into his body, Gao Yan roared loudly and kept wailing.
After a while, the pain from Gao Yan's brain tear finally subsided, but he felt a warning sign and rolled to the side suddenly.
Looking up, Mo Tian was holding a black blood stick and standing in front of him with his body charred and bloody.
Although Gao Yan's soul was severely damaged, Mo Tian still had a hard time dealing with nearly ten talismans.
"You, you can't kill me."
Gao Yan was horrified: "Master left a mark on me. This mark can't be erased even by the powerful king. If you dare to touch me, you will anger the Sixth Mark Master. The Sixth Mark Master's anger is not something you can bear."
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The Six Pattern Masters may not be as strong as the King themselves, but their status is already higher than many powerful people who have been crowned the King.
With their methods, most powerful men who have been crowned kings would shy away from them.
Only then did Mo Tian understand that no wonder Gao Yan was so confident that others would not dare to touch him.
It turned out that he was afraid of being stained with the mark, which would arouse the anger of the Six Pattern Master.
"Is this your trump card?" Mo Tian said with a smile, "So, you can kill others, but others can't kill you?"
His soul was severely damaged, Gao Yan's face was extremely pale, his soul was fundamentally injured, and his consciousness could not be mobilized.
For the blood pattern master, Yuanshi is the biggest trump card.
Without Yuanshi, it is equivalent to losing 90% of the combat effectiveness.
"That's natural." Gao Yan endured the severe pain and said, "You can get out."
Mo Tian took the black blood stick and walked slowly in front of Gao Yan. He did not show any killing intent, but his calm eyes made Gao Yan tremble.
"Tell me who offered the high reward for you to kill me. If you tell me more clearly, I might be able to let you die more happily."
Mo Tian thought for a while, and before Gao Yan could speak, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, I won't bother you anymore. I'm annoyed by your arrogant look, so go to hell."
Gao Yan was still immersed in the emotion that he would rather die than surrender and not let Mo Tian get a piece of news from him.
He believed that Mo Tian would not dare to kill him.
Even if he dares, as long as he doesn't tell what Mo Tian wants to know, he can survive.
Then, his head was shattered, and he died a violent death without even hearing what Mo Tian said clearly.
Gao Yan's consciousness is powerful and his soul is extremely strong.
The moment the path between life and death disappeared, Mo Tian felt that Gao Yan's soul was wrapped in a terrifying mark and penetrated into his body.
This mark was so terrifying that it couldn't be found after entering his body.
He suddenly sat down cross-legged and used all means to find no trace at all.
Run the blood yuan, and the blood yuan runs smoothly.
The soul will be immortal through cultivation, and there will be no obstacles to the soul path.
This mark was so terrifying, if he hadn't seen it enter his body with his own eyes, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.
Mo Tian smiled bitterly, if he couldn't get rid of this mark, he would have to bear the wrath of the Six Pattern Master.
He turned Gao Yan's body into nothing, grabbed his backpack in his hands, glanced into the darkness, and then said calmly: "You guys waited until now, didn't you just do it to pick up the leaks? Wouldn't it be a pity if you didn't seize this great opportunity?