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Chapter 383

The sword cultivation lineage is the most pure.

The magic power must be pure, and the Tao should be simple.

Extreme sword cultivators practice nothing except one sword-controlling technique, just seek to break all the methods with one sword.

Zhu Zishan learned a lot and had already deviated from the path of sword cultivator. His path had long gone wrong, but he was not obsessed with becoming a sword cultivator. As long as he could use the method of sword cultivator's divination.

This dark soul clone is not only a sword cultivator, but also includes the soul-hiding technique in the corpse life technique. The combination of the two was born.

The red talisman in Zhu Zishan's dantian rotates rapidly, representing the rapid consumption of the well water of the Netherworld magic power.

outside world.

Zhu Zishan, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his mouth and squirted out a mouthful of black spiritual energy.

Yue Mo opened his mouth in a very suffix and sucked the black spiritual energy into his body.

After the spiritual energy entered the body, Yue Mo's body suddenly twitched.

Plop.

Yue Mo fell to the ground while twitching.

A premeditated corps capture has begun.

All things have spirits!

Even a zombie that has a resurrection from the dead has its soul.

Yue Mo, enslaved by Zhu Zishan, naturally also has a soul, which naturally emerges from Yue Mo's body.

If Yue Mo was not enslaved, this soul that was transformed from the zombie body might even gradually possess spiritual intelligence and become like those ghost cultivators in the Shangwomen City.

Since this soul is naturally incarnated in the body of a zombie, it is naturally not corroded by the ghost poison gas. Of course, the souls transformed from this zombie body also have their natural defects, that is, they are extremely bloodthirsty and easy to kill. Even if they have extremely high cultivation, it is difficult to be rational.

There is such a bloodthirsty soul hidden in Yue Mo's body. It has no intelligence, bloodthirsty and killing, cruel and resentful creatures.

The Guangxian Town Massacre was created by such a cruel soul.

After Yue Mo was enslaved by Zhu Zishan with the secret method of the corpse life technique, this cruel soul turned into a puppet. This soul puppet faithfully carried out various orders issued by Zhu Zishan, like a loyal rank official, but it was not without the possibility of rebellion.

Once the chief officials of the border have surpassed the central dynasty, it is inevitable that they will retaliate against their master.

Now Zhu Zishan decided to replace this chief official with his soul, which is equivalent to killing all the people and eliminating future troubles forever.

Yuemo's sea of ​​consciousness is like a charred purgatory. The black evil spurted upwards from the gaps in the purgatory, forming a rich evil spurt cloud. There is a suspended dark island on this evil spurt cloud.

On the island, a monster with sharp claws sat on a throne piled up with rocks like a king.

The soul-control technique of the Corpse Life Art will not only not weaken the soul of the corpse refining, but will also strengthen it. After all, the stronger the body, the stronger the soul must be controlled. The two complement each other and cannot be biased.

This sharp-clawed monster also gained a lot of benefits from Yue Mo's strengthening from Qi training to God Refining, especially the last time it absorbed a large amount of soul fragments from a ghost in the early stage of God Refining, making the strength of its soul itself not weaker than that of Zhu Zishan's soul splitting.

Suddenly.

Yue Mo's sea of ​​consciousness was torn a huge hole, and a dark soul wearing a wild boar coat fell from the sky.

With a rush.

The dark soul split raised his hand, and the black chains fell from the sky, like a pitch-black poisonous snake pounced on the sharp clawed monster.

The space of consciousness is an absolutely private space.

It was like the bedroom of a magistrate of a border official. Zhu Zishan's soul not only came, but also brought a body of Netherworld magic power to attack.

The sharp-clawed monster naturally would not wait for death. He cracked his mouth and a soul-type third-level natal magic power was about to be released.

He is at this time.

The red talisman in Zhu Zishan's main body dantian suddenly shone brightly.

Yue Mo's surging ghost energy was immediately blocked.

The talisman formed by the Corpse Life Skill is also called the slave gift by the ghost cultivator of the Shangnv City.

With the slave in hand, life and death are up to me!

The claw monster's soul roared at the soul and did not roar, but the chain formed by the forbidden soul curse trapped the claw monster on the spot.

Soul Destroying Curse!

The soul-dividing fist shone with black magic light, and each punch smashed the clawed monster into pieces.

At this time, the sharp-clawed monster still entered the main divine platform, which was the center of Yue Mo's spirit. The soul suffered huge torture, which was reflected in the outside world that Yue Mo's body was paralyzed and his whole body was twitching.

As the soul-dividing ruthless iron fist fell continuously, the black clawed monster rumbling and shattered into countless pieces.

Yue Mo's body twitched violently outside, and the green light in his pupils burst out more than one meter, and then slowly drifted into the air...

This is a flashback. The third-level corpse refining Yuemo is about to completely die with the destruction of the central soul.

After the sharp claw monster collapsed, the dark island suspended above the evil clouds shaking violently, and a large number of stones fell, as if they were about to collapse immediately.

Not only is the island about to collapse, but the entire sea of ​​consciousness is shaking violently.

The divine platform collapsed, the sea of ​​consciousness shattered, as if the end of the world.

All of this is a chain reaction after the sharp-clawed monster was killed.

"roar!"

Zhu Zishan's soul splitting let out a roar that shook the sky, and the Netherworld Spiritual Aura carried by him burned.

Hulalalala...

The black chains erupted out like a large net in the violent sound, wrapping up the entire island.

The collapse of the God Platform suddenly slowed down, but the space of the sea of ​​consciousness was still shaking violently, and the trend of complete destruction was inevitable.

Zhu Zishan's soul-dividing palms pressed on the dark island reefs, trying to become the center of Yuemo's spirit.

Time passed by counting the breath...

The volatility in the space of consciousness still did not stop at all, but instead showed a tendency to become increasingly fierce.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, a black chain that anchored the divine platform was directly broken.

The island suspended on the poisonous clouds began to tilt a large number of poisonous clouds poured into the islands, wrapping up the soul-dividing body.

"Roar!" Zhu Zishan's soul-dividing screamed in pain, and his soul body was corroded and bumpy.

The blood of evil spirits in the body of the corpse ghost is rich, and the evil spirits in the third-level corpse are even more terrifying. Only the souls transformed by the corpse ghost themselves can be immune to evil spirits. If a human monk wants to take over the body, he must face the corrosion of evil spirits.

Just at this moment.

The soul fragments that were hammered on the island were naturally attracted by Zhu Zishan's soul splitting and attached to his body surface.

The soul-dividing pupil turned into a dark green color, and he pressed his palms again on the reef island that was about to completely disintegrate.

A strange force spread out like a ripples.

The space of the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly stopped shaking, and the tilted island no longer collapsed and shattered, and even resuspended on the rolling poisonous clouds.

The poisonous cloud retreated.

The wild boar skin on the soul-dividing body was almost completely corroded, and the black soul debris attached to the wild boar skin and turned into a pitch-black cloak like dragon scales.

Divine manifestation!

A trace of green bud broke out from the rocks of the Black Reef Island, and a green grass covered the barren island. The clouds and poisonous gas outside the island were purified by the green shade and no longer pose any threat to the soul on the divine platform.
Chapter completed!
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