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Chapter 982: One sword strikes, the soul collapses and the body falls apart!
Xu Qing's figure stood there, as if standing on the boundary between life and death, standing in the life of Fuxie's son, replacing his world and blocking his hope.

His heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

Like a stone from heaven falling into the sea of ​​heart, causing huge waves.

Especially the head held in Xu Qing's right hand, which was swaying with the sea water. Its eyes were open, emitting the breath of death. Staring at it seemed like an appointment with death.

What was even more terrifying was that around Xu Qing's purple figure, divine vines were moving and spreading in all directions. The starlight emanating from the vines made Xu Qing, who was surrounded by them, look even more divine.

There was also a shadow that merged with the sea water, which gathered behind Xu Qing at this moment, and finally "stood up" with the help of the sea water, forming a blurry big tree.

The coffin hanging on the tree swayed like a pendulum, and the pairs of eyes that were opened stared at the Son of Fuxie greedily and bloodily.

This scene was extremely strange under the sea.

At the same time, the divine power from all directions was also flashing at this moment.

Sound is controlled.

The moon has a master.

Poison, this is the source.

As for bad luck, it is everywhere except Xu Qing.

At this moment, Xu Qing seemed like a god descending to earth.

Then, the moonlight came from all directions like a sharp blade, heading straight for the Son of Fuxie.

The drug ban accompanies it, like entering the marrow and bones, invading it.

The same is true for sound.

There was also the divine vine behind Xu Qing, which twisted its body while whistling and rapidly approached the Son of Fuxie.

Shadow was eager to make a contribution and didn't want to be left behind, so he also covered the area with all his strength.

At this moment, everything on the seabed seemed to have its own will, sweeping in from all directions and rushing towards the common enemy.

In front of Xu Qing, seven ghostly lights were flickering and were about to go out.

The Son of Fuxie felt bitter, but he said nothing in the end, because sound was the opponent's weapon, and any words now would not have much strategic significance.

Threats don't work.

Begging for mercy won't work.

Everything was destined from the moment the other party changed his mind.

Or to be more precise, all the causes and effects became inevitable after I misjudged the opponent's combat capability.

So the moment his heart sank, a strong fighting spirit appeared in his eyes, and a fire for survival burned fiercely in his heart.

Only through fighting can there be survival.

Only by fighting hard can there be hope.

Then, his body roared, and his soul, his cultivation, his flesh and blood were immediately burned by him without any hesitation in this instant.

And the source of all this burning is his bloodline!
As a member of the noble bloodline of the Holy Land of Evil, his bloodline is purer than that of ordinary people. At the same time, his body is also extraordinary. It was obtained by his father at a huge price.

Now, all of them have become firewood.

Silver fire suddenly erupted from his body, burning the sea water while also burning his madness.

Its combat power has increased dramatically!
Originally, he was in both the spiritual realms and could display the combat power of the four realms. But at this moment in the burning, his combat power leaped and directly broke through his own critical point.

A terrifying aura burst out from him and intertwined with the silver fire, forming a mind-shaking pressure.

That is the five realms of the soul!

The fourth realm and the fifth realm seem to be only one small realm apart, but in fact the essential difference is huge. The fifth realm is the first leap at the level of Yunshen.

Before the five realms, Yun means pregnancy.

After the five realms, Aggregates represent the thought of nourishment.

The god that is conceived and nurtured is not a deity, but the primordial spirit formed by the sublimation of one's own soul!
Once the Yuanshen appears, he can be said to be the master of rules and laws.

At this moment, the seabed thousands of miles deep suddenly trembled, and a terrifying aura rose from the Son of Fuxie. His body completely shriveled up, and above the body, a translucent soul body appeared.

The eyes of his soul were bright and his body was vast. To a certain extent, his aura was even more powerful than Xu Qing in front of him.

The divine vine that was about to wrap around it had to retreat.

The shadow also retreated rapidly.

His needle was also shining and moving rapidly around. While blocking the divine power, the hand of the soul of the Son of Fuxie had already been raised and pointed towards Xu Qing.

With this finger, rules and laws came, and turned into countless silk threads, heading straight for Xu Qing, trying to entangle, seal, and punish.

It seems that wherever his hand points is the enemy of Tao, the rebellion against immortality, and the going against cultivation!
In an instant, the fighting power from the five realms of Yunshen, showing its overwhelming power and devastating momentum, bombarded towards Xu Qing.

The first to be hit was the seven-lamp ghost fire.

In the blink of an eye, the phantom fire went out, but it did not bring death, but instead caused collapse.

Unable to stop the rules and laws drawn by that finger, the storm of rules instantly submerged Xu Qing.

The roar was no longer silent, and spread in all directions.

Until a clear and cold voice was heard in the roar, like a sound from nature, towering above all other sounds.

"Backtracking."

As these two words echoed, a huge sundial appeared in the storm formed by the thread of law. The sundial floated in the air, and could not be shaken in the slightest by the sweep of the thread of law.

The sundial above was now rotating in the opposite direction. It was slow at first, but after just a few breaths, its speed immediately increased. In the blink of an eye, the time here was reversed.

The sea flows back and the storm retreats.

As for the Son of Fuxie, his whole body was shaking violently. The rules and laws around him that were controlled by the appearance of his soul disappeared in an instant, and his soul body even disintegrated.

In an instant, he disappeared, and his withered flesh and blood recovered.

Everything returned to the time before he burned himself!
It’s still Yunshen Four, not Yunshen Five.

This scene made the son of Fuxie roar in his heart. His expression changed drastically, and he was about to burn again, but at this moment...

Xu Qing's figure appeared on the sundial, and endless light emanated from his body, like the sun, illuminating all directions. At the same time, the light gathered together and became a beam.

Go straight to the Son of Fuxie.

Wherever it passes, it tears apart the darkness, shatters the void, and destroys everything.

That was Xu Qing’s Xuan Yang Immortal Light.

Its tyranny is like the sun, and its divine power seems like a calamity.

At this moment, the flashing light has enveloped the Son of Fuxie. The shrill wails and the sounds of inhumane pain cannot be controlled and burst out from the Son of Fuxie's mouth, tearing his heart apart.

His body was instantly covered in blood and flesh, and he was unrecognizable as he was dissipating, as if he was about to be wiped out by the immortal light.

At the critical moment, the madness in the heart of the Son of Fuxie turned into a roar that was not inhuman.

"Immortal arts, return to the same!"

The magic of immortality was created during the time of the ancient emperor Xuanyou. It was listed as a forbidden technique and was almost lost in ancient times, with only remnants left.

But obviously, there are more magical arts in the holy land.

At this moment, with the roar of the Son of Fuxie, the needle of the emperor suddenly became bright, and as it moved rapidly around him, the red silk thread behind it actually outlined a series of figures.

Those soul-like figures were the nine protectors who had been killed by Xu Qing before.

But to be precise, these figures that appeared were not souls, but cause and effect.

This needle sewed up the cause and effect of the nine dead people. After connecting them together, the needle went straight to the Son of Fuxie and pierced directly into his forehead.

In an instant, the injuries of the Son of Fuxie no longer worsened, and silver fire formed again all over his body.

Keep burning.

Fight against Xu Qing's fairy light.

For a moment, as his primordial spirit reappeared, the immortal light dimmed.

The Son of Fuxie, who escaped death in this way, regained his momentum, and with a ferocious expression, he looked fiercely at Xu Qing.

"I've paid the price of forever falling into the realm of soul-enriching cultivation to practice this method. If you don't believe me... I can't do anything to you!"

The Son of Fuxie roared, and his soul shone brightly, about a thousand feet high, sweeping the forbidden sea, more majestic than before.

Towards Xu Qing, the big hand controlled the rules and regulations and pressed down directly.

The momentum is greater than ever before.

Just the fall caused the seabed to roar.

This time, his burning not only burned his blood, but also, with the blessing of cause and effect from the nine protectors, made this burning contain destiny.

To some extent, it is burning the future.

In this way, he gained the peak power of the five realms of the soul for a short period of time.

Especially with the Emperor's Needle to calm the mind, it would become difficult to go back in time.

This is his last resort!

At this moment, with a low roar, his big hand suddenly rushed towards Xu Qing, and the void around Xu Qing seemed to be blocked by it, making it impossible for him to dodge.

“This needle is interesting.”

Xu Qing's expression remained calm. He looked at the center of Fu Xie's eyebrows, where the needle had pierced, and spoke softly.

Afterwards, without any movement, he allowed the hand of the soul to fall on his head.

After a loud bang that spread in all directions, Xu Qing was still standing there, unharmed.

As for the Son of Fuxie, he stood there in a daze, his mind and spirit were roaring. He couldn't believe it, and his heart was swept by a storm of unbelievable things.

"This this……"

He growled and once again stimulated his own spirit, bursting out with twelve points of his strength. He once again rolled up the rules and laws, and with his own madness and overwhelming murderous intent, he raised his hand and suddenly fell towards Xu Qing.

boom!
Xu Qing still stood there.

The Son of Fuxie fell silent. The next moment, he shook his body violently, bypassed Xu Qing, and ran straight away a thousand feet away.

He knew that he could not maintain his current combat power for long, and the weirdness of Xu Qing was beyond his imagination. He had never heard of such an existence in his life.

At this moment, he was unwilling to think about the reason. His fear, his despair, and his horror had already occupied all his thoughts.

Now, I just want to escape.

At this moment, Xu Qing turned around, looked at the back of Fuxie's Son, raised his right hand and waved it gently.

With this wave of the hand, the thousands of miles of sea water had boundaries.

That boundary is the wellhead.

The sea water within it became well water.

It's like fishing for the moon in a well.

The body of the Son of Fuxie suddenly paused. His magic, his treasures, everything he had, were reflected in the sea water at this moment, including the Emperor's Needle.

The cultivation gained from burning himself also came to an end at this moment, and dissipated on its own in his motionlessness.

Then, Xu Qing lowered his right hand and reached out to grab it.

He took out the needle.

After doing all this, Xu Qing heard a sword sound inside his body that shook the world.

The next moment, the sword flashed out, and the earth-shaking sword energy shook the forbidden sea, shattered fate, and suddenly slashed towards the soul and body of the Son of Fuxie.

With one strike of the sword, the soul collapses and the body falls apart!
The sound of swords whistling became the power of sound, shattering the battlefield.

Both body and soul are destroyed!

After doing all this, Xu Qing withdrew his gaze and walked towards the deep sea. Next, after dealing with these interferences, he prepared to wait for the arrival of the dragon chariot giant.

But just after Xu Qing walked a thousand feet away, he suddenly stopped and turned his head abruptly. For the first time, his expression became solemn and his heartbeat quickened instantly, as if a great disaster was about to happen.

He realized that he was being locked into a terrifying gaze!

This gaze did not come from the giant dragon chariot, but from the Holy Land of Evil, where Fu Xie had been in seclusion for a hundred years.

The terrifying figure sitting cross-legged inside had his eyes open.

At the moment of opening, outside the holy land, the sky darkened, endless dark clouds rolled in, and the sea waves surged violently until huge waves surged.

The infinite momentum swept across the universe, causing the rules to bow and the laws to worship.

Islands in all directions were shaking, and countless people in the forbidden sea were inexplicably disturbed and terrified.

The tribesmen in the Holy Land of Evil were also in turmoil.

The power of the master, at this moment, shook the world, and there was a sound that replaced the thunder in the sky, carrying with it shocking murderous intent, and fell on the forbidden sea.

"I see you, the one who killed my son!"

(End of this chapter)