Chapter 1372 Peak Soul Technique

Chapter 1372 Peak Soul Technique

"The spiritual cultivation of these two people has reached an extremely high level. In terms of single-round soul skills, their strength is not inferior to any of us."

Xing Xiu Zhenren looked at the two opposing soul shadows from afar, and his heart was eclipsed.

Whether it was Wan Xiuzhu or Ye Chunyang, their achievements in spiritual cultivation had reached a level that people looked up to.

Even if he tried his best, he would never be their opponent.

"I didn't expect that there is such a powerful soul cultivator in our Northern Region. Now it seems that only he can compete with Wan Xiuzhu."

Xing Xiu Zhenren stared at Ye Chunyang's back, recalling the scene of his fight with Wan Xiuzhu. He was defeated in just three rounds, but this person was able to fight with him without losing. Such a person is really powerful.

He knew that no matter who won or lost in this battle, their names would resound throughout the Northern Region.

Qingmu was silent, and his palms were covered with sweat.

He thought he knew something about Ye Chunyang, and thought that even if the latter had the spiritual cultivation of the out-of-body stage, he would be comparable to him with his own cultivation of the Golden Core Realm. Today, he realized that the gap between him and Ye Chunyang was too big.

Under the attention of the crowd, Wan Xiuzhu stepped lightly in the air, and the red flames around him surged wildly, like a god in fire.

"I thought that even if you were also an out-of-body spiritual cultivator, I would be able to crush you within three moves with my enlightenment in Tianmo Cliff for three hundred years. I didn't expect you to be stronger than I thought."

"This is exactly what I want, and it can verify the results of my cultivation in the past three hundred years."

As soon as Wan Xiuzhu finished speaking, his body turned into a ray of fire and shot out.

The clouds in the sky were torn apart, and wherever they went, there was a raging red flame, and the void was burned and twisted and trembling.

With a clear sound of "whoosh", Ye Chunyang looked up and saw a knife light in the firelight slashing into the air.

This knife was transformed from Wan Xiuzhu's soul. At his level, his soul can change in a thousand ways and control the power of heaven and earth. With this attack, even Jindan cultivators have to retreat.

Unfortunately, although Ye Chunyang's soul was damaged after ascending, he was still a cultivator of the spirit transformation stage. The power of his soul alone was definitely not something that could be measured by the out-of-body stage.

However, Wan Xiuzhu was a rare opponent, and Ye Chunyang also had some fighting intentions, and did not intend to kill him directly.

Looking at the blade falling, he pointed at his eyebrows with two fingers.

"Break!"

With a light shout, ripples of divine thoughts spread from Ye Chunyang's soul, one layer after another, like a huge wave.

It was one of the two soul arts he got in the Immortal Refining Valley that year, the triple soul art!

With the spell, Ye Chunyang's divine thoughts suddenly dispersed into several strands, turning into invisible swords that slashed forward.

With a loud "puff" sound, the fire cloud in the air was instantly cut apart, and the blade light transformed by Wan Xiuzhu also dimmed a few points.

"Bang!"

The swords collided, and the harsh sound waves swept through the mountains, and several sub-peaks around them collapsed.

But strangely, after a slight tremor, the blade light did not dissipate, but surged by three points, bringing a dazzling light pattern in the air, suddenly passing through Ye Chunyang's sword of divine consciousness, and rushing through his body.

The dazzling rainbow light diffused from the two people, and the people watching around couldn't help but stretch out their hands to block their eyes.

But this wave of fluctuations soon dissipated, and when the scene returned to clarity, the blade light shook slightly, Wan Xiuzhu reappeared there, but Ye Chunyang was nowhere to be found.

"Is Ye Chunyang dead?"

Everyone took a breath of cold air.

The attack just now was too terrible, even the surrounding peaks were flattened, so what could resist such a magical power?

Just when everyone felt sorry, suddenly a golden rainbow flashed in the sky.

With a "swish", something heavy seemed to be pulled down from the sky. With the golden rainbow as the center, sharp swords suddenly appeared around, all of which were transformed by divine thoughts, and stabbed towards Wan Xiuzhu fiercely.

"Hehe, I knew you wouldn't be defeated so easily."

Wan Xiuzhu seemed to have expected this and was not surprised at all.

After a fight, he already felt that Ye Chunyang's soul was extremely strong. If he was killed so easily by himself, it would be a great disappointment.

Just as the swords fell, the red flames in Wan Xiuzhu's eyes jumped, and once again turned into a giant sword several feet long, slashing across the sky.

The sound of "boom" was endless.

When the two touched each other, both of them disappeared, only waves of divine thoughts like shocking tides swept wildly, and all the mountains, rivers and trees within a hundred miles were cut in half.

The battle between soul cultivators was not as colorful as that between magic cultivators, but the magical powers they displayed were shocking. As the surrounding sub-peaks collapsed, everyone had to watch the battle from the air.

At this time, the swords and swords intertwined. After several collisions, Wan Xiuzhu's body flickered and his soul body appeared again. At this time, Ye Chunyang also appeared not far away on the opposite side.

Wan Xiuzhu looked slightly solemn.

So far, he found that no matter how he used his magical powers, Ye Chunyang could easily resolve it, and the other party seemed to have some reservations.

"I have used 60% of my strength. If he still has some reservations, his strength is probably not as simple as it seems."

"But this is just an illusion. This boy's soul cultivation is clearly comparable to mine. The reason why he didn't take the initiative to attack is probably that he has no power to resist my attack."

Wan Xiuzhu's mind flickered, and his eyebrows revealed confidence.

"Ye Chunyang, today I will show you what is the real peak soul technique!"

With a low shout in his heart, Wan Xiuzhu opened and closed his eyes.

Wisps of red flames flickered, flew out of his eyes, and dissipated into the surrounding mountains.

It seemed as if some strange force was being pulled between heaven and earth, and colorful rays of light rose from the peaks and merged into the air to form a dazzling light net.

"The real soul technique does not lie in the changes of the soul, but in controlling everything with the mind, and the power of heaven and earth is under control."

"I have been meditating here for a month, and I know the surrounding spiritual veins as if I have mastered them. Now I can control the mountains with a single thought. What can you... fight me with?"

Wan Xiuzhu's eyes showed arrogance.

Others thought that he was just sitting here for a month, but they didn't know that Wan Xiuzhu's soul had left his body several times and surveyed everything nearby clearly. At this moment, with a single thought, everything here was for his own use.

After the words fell, Wan Xiuzhu continued to urge the spell in his hands, and a series of divine thoughts and spells were injected into the light net.

Including Shen Tianyun and Qingmu, the Jindan cultivators, all the cultivators from all sides were trembling in their hearts under the cover of this light net, and they felt that there was an irresistible force invading their minds, which made them feel depressed.

"The power of heaven and earth is under your control?" Ye Chunyang shook his head and said, "You are still far from it."

Wan Xiuzhu's ability to extract the power of heaven and earth with his mind was indeed shocking, but it was nothing in front of Ye Chunyang, a great cultivator who had once controlled the power of a boundary.

"Compared with the soul cultivators of the ancient times, I am indeed far behind, but with this technique, I can kill you here."

Wan Xiuzhu was unmoved by the words.

"I have been in the Northern Territory for five hundred years. Apart from Mo Shangren, you are indeed the most amazing soul cultivator I have ever seen. But today, you will not be able to escape death no matter what. Only I, Wan Xiuzhu, am qualified to sit firmly as the number one in the Northern Territory."

As he spoke, he grabbed with one hand, and the light net in the sky suddenly shrank and condensed, turning into a huge sword a hundred feet long in his hand.

"I never thought that there is such a pinnacle soul technique in the world. The power of heaven and earth can be gathered in the hands. The soul cultivator who has reached the out-of-body stage is more terrifying than the Jindan stage cultivator."

"In comparison, Wan Xiuzhu's soul technique is magnificent, while Ye Chunyang has not used many soul techniques so far, so I am afraid it will be difficult to compete."

Shen Tianyun's eyes were filled with surprise.

For a person like him, his mind has long been firm, and there are few things that can make him shocked. But today's battle overturned it.

The giant knife now gathers the power of heaven and earth, which is far more powerful than the red flame blade transformed by the soul before. It seems that Wan Xiuzhu has poured all his soul power into it.

"This knife will take your life!"

Wan Xiuzhu stared at Ye Chunyang opposite him, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, as if an ancient giant created the world, holding the knife with both hands and slashing the sky.

The giant knife traversed the world, bringing unparalleled killing. Wherever it passed, the mountains and rivers were destroyed and the void was distorted.

Everyone held their breath.

If it was as expected, this sword should decide the outcome of this battle, but the figure on the opposite side did not move at all.

He stood still, and under this amazing sword that gathered the power of heaven and earth, he seemed to be unable to resist and gave up.

Seeing this, Wan Xiuzhu's confidence increased.

At the same time, he was also a little disappointed. He thought that Ye Chunyang could cultivate his soul to the out-of-body stage like himself, and his soul skills must be endless. As a result, apart from the Soul-Shocking Curse and the Triple Soul Yuan Technique, there was no other technique to fight.

"If you don't have other trump cards, the top of the mountain today is your burial place."

"However, being able to fight with me to this point is enough for you to leave a name in the world after your death!"

Wan Xiuzhu smiled coldly, and with a thought, the giant sword fell down.

"Really?"

Ye Chunyang raised his head slightly and smiled lightly.

Wan Xiuzhu raised his eyebrows and felt that something was wrong.

At this moment, Ye Chunyang took a light step, and instead of dodging under the giant sword, he stepped forward calmly.

"Is this your last resort?"

"I thought you could still be a good opponent with your spiritual cultivation, but I didn't expect you to be so vulnerable. What a pity."

Ye Chunyang murmured, looking somewhat bored.

He stood there motionless, and Wan Xiuzhu had already swung his sword to chop him down, but the next scene was shocking.

Ye Chunyang was not injured at all, and his soul body was not shaken at all.

This attack of the power of heaven and earth had no effect on him at all.

"What?"

Wan Xiuzhu's eyes were filled with disbelief.

This spell to control the power of heaven and earth was something he had to sit on the Sky Demon Cliff for three hundred years before he could comprehend it. He asked himself if he could kill the golden elixir and destroy the spirit, but he failed to hurt Ye Chunyang at all.

"If it was a year ago, this record would indeed be a threat to me, but now..."

Ye Chunyang shook his head calmly, not wanting to say anything more.

After a year of training in the Soul Lake, his soul has broken through the middle stage of the Out-of-Body Stage and is much tougher than before. How could Wan Xiuzhu's tricks hurt him?

"Have you used up all your moves?"

Ye Chunyang stepped forward.

"Now, it's my turn."