The Art of the Great Sword

This voice seemed to have magic power, and the cultivators who were preparing to fight against the White Dragon Demon Lord gave up the idea of ​​resisting him.

Fang Qingyang did not hear this voice. If he heard it, he would definitely scold the owner of this voice.

He is now looking for an opportunity to attack the White Dragon Demon Lord.

The White Dragon Demon Lord wanted to draw his soul away from the sea of ​​consciousness, and Fang Qingyang had no way to stabilize his sea of ​​consciousness. Facing such a problem now, all he could do was to force his soul to communicate with his mind.

However, all his blocking effects were useless.

His soul penetrated the protective barrier he arranged with the sea water in the sea of ​​consciousness, making all his actions useless.

Realizing the problems he was facing now, Fang Qingyang's expression became particularly ugly.

The soul was not affected by space, and communicating with the soul with the mind did not have any effect. Could it be that his soul was really going to be drawn away by the White Dragon Demon Lord?

But what kind of means did the White Dragon Demon Lord use?

Just because he looked into her eyes and saw her blank eyes, his soul must be taken away by her?

In this world, where can there be such a domineering power!

"The soul is mine, and I still have self-awareness. How can my soul not listen to my command?"

Finding that he could not stop his soul from leaving the sea of ​​consciousness, Fang Qingyang began to reflect.

Just as he said, the soul is his, and his consciousness has not suffered any damage, why is the soul out of control?

"Is it an illusion?"

Fang Qingyang suddenly felt that the picture that the White Dragon Demon Lord created for him now was very likely an illusion!

Without any hesitation, he immediately used his delusion-breaking eyes and stared at his soul.

When the delusion-breaking eyes were used, he immediately found the problem.

That was not his soul. What went out of his sea of ​​consciousness was just an image formed by the energy of the soul.

The soul image was exactly the same as his soul, so that he regarded the soul that was about to leave his sea of ​​consciousness as his own soul.

His soul was still sitting cross-legged on the spiritual platform of the sea of ​​consciousness, but this soul was also communicating with Fang Qingyang's thoughts, but there was a force blocking the connection between his soul and thoughts.

"Since it is an illusion, can I pretend to be hit and then sneak attack the White Dragon Demon Lord?"

The White Dragon Demon Lord is a peak quasi-emperor. She may be very confident in her strength and does not think she has the power to resist her.

When Fang Qingyang thought of this, he decisively separated a void force and attached it to the back of the escaping soul image.

He did not let the void force get close to the soul image. After all, before knowing what power the soul image has, rashly touching it may arouse the White Dragon Demon Lord's vigilance.

"What's wrong with them?"

Suddenly, Fang Qingyang found that Situ Yang and the other four were very wrong.

He had just conveyed the order to them to deal with the White Dragon Demon Lord.

But at this time, the four of them stopped fighting and had no desire to fight.

Even the power they had just gathered was dispersed by them at this moment, as if they did not want to fight.

And he saw that Situ Yang and the others looked dazed and did not care about anything around them.

"Did the power of the White Dragon Demon Lord affect them?"

Fang Qingyang began to be wary of Situ Yang and the others.

If the power of the White Dragon Demon Lord really affected Situ Yang and the other four, then the enemy he was facing now would not just be the White Dragon Demon Lord.

If the power of Situ Yang and the others exploded, it would likely pose a huge threat to him!

While he was wary of Situ Yang and the others, he also saw that the soul image created by the White Dragon Demon Lord, which was exactly the same as his, had already walked out of his sea of ​​consciousness.

The soul image was still approaching the White Dragon Demon Lord, and Fang Qingyang still placed the power of the void behind the soul image. As long as the soul image went to the location of the White Dragon Demon Lord, his soul image would directly launch a devastating attack on the White Dragon Demon Lord.

"Hey, idiot, you really dare to make your soul three-dimensional!"

Just as Fang Qingyang was ready to attack the White Dragon Demon Lord, the voice of the White Dragon Demon Lord suddenly reached Fang Qingyang's ears.

In an instant, the soul image that came out of his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly turned around, turned into a stream of light, and rushed towards his forehead.

What happened?

Seeing this scene, Fang Qingyang was very surprised.

This soul image came out of his own sea of ​​consciousness, and it was a trick created by the White Dragon Demon Lord.

But now, the White Dragon Demon Lord actually attacked him again with this soul image. Isn't this a waste of effort?

Although he was surprised, he still activated the void power in his body and set up a protective barrier on his body surface.

The soul image that rushed towards him, when it touched the protective barrier formed by his void power, seemed to have no obstacles, and directly penetrated his void protective barrier and continued to rush towards his forehead.

Not only that, the space protection method he created under the void barrier also lost its effect at this moment. The soul image rushed straight towards his forehead, as if it was going to drill into his sea of ​​consciousness.

"What is the purpose of this action?"

Fang Qingyang was confused now.

This soul image came out of his sea of ​​consciousness, not his soul.

If this soul image wanted to attack him, why didn't it attack his soul directly in his sea of ​​consciousness, but instead started to target his sea of ​​consciousness now?

Suspicion emerged from Fang Qingyang's heart. At this moment, he mobilized all the power in his sea of ​​consciousness and arranged a soul protection barrier to intercept the soul image rushing towards him.

However, even if the soul protection barrier was created, it could not intercept the soul image.

The soul image penetrated all his protective barriers, pierced into his forehead, and entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

At this moment, Fang Qingyang suddenly discovered that after this soul image stepped into his sea of ​​consciousness again, it immediately began to explore his sea of ​​consciousness.

What is he going to do?

While he was wondering, Fang Qingyang suddenly heard a doubtful voice, "Your sea of ​​consciousness is different from others!"

"You have such a vast sea of ​​consciousness at the peak of the Samsara Realm. If you reach the Quasi-Emperor Realm, your sea of ​​consciousness will probably become a real ocean, right?"