"puff!"

Wangchuan vomited blood, and a burst of light flashed. She transformed into a human form again, her pink and crystal pretty face turned snow-white, and her delicate body shook unsteadily. Those golden feathers just now were her body's divine feathers, and now they were

Destroyed, this naturally caused her to suffer as well.

However, Wuming had no intention of showing mercy to her. He took this opportunity and walked forward step by step. His figure was shrouded in light, like a war immortal from ancient times. He was mysterious and powerful, giving people a feeling of invincibility.

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"Bah!"

Wangchuan made a harsh sound and used another terrifying attack technique. The birds singing in Wangchuan made the world sad!

This is a spiritual attack-type magical power, and it is a very terrifying attack method. Just like the hundred thousand golden feathers she just sent out, it is suitable for sending out on the battlefield, and can carry out indiscriminate attacks and kill on a large scale.

Group of enemies.

Under the impact of this sound, Wuming suddenly felt his Yuanshen Golden Pill shaking, and at the same time he felt a headache. His Yuanshen Golden Pill, as well as the three souls and seven souls in it, were being shaken by an inexplicable force.

It was attacking, as if it was about to collapse.

For a moment, his steps forward couldn't help but stop.

"Bah!"

However, Wangchuan did not stop. She made a harsh sound again. It was very unpleasant, but also really terrifying. It was like a guillotine coming from the sky. The bright sword shined through thousands of mountains and rivers, trying to crush the nameless soul.

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This kind of Yuan Shen attack technique is too terrifying. It ignores any physical defense and is specifically aimed at the monk's soul. Without Yuan Shen soldiers, it would be impossible to resist it.

Moreover, Wangchuan did not make a sound just once, but kept making sounds, like a devil roaring, shaking the heaven and earth, unprecedented.

In the distance, all the young monks changed their colors and quickly retreated, not daring to approach the battlefield.

Because the long, demonic roar of Wangchuan was so terrifying that even the space was trembling, as if the laws of space were in chaos.

What's more important is that the sound penetrates the gold and cracks the stone, can kill the monk's soul, burn the soul, and specifically kill the monk's will.

Originally, Wuming couldn't bear a few such sounds, but now Wangchuan has made six piercing magic sounds in succession.

"You're so desperate that you don't even hesitate to burn your soul power just to get more powerful power!" From afar, an old man from the Third Realm of Heaven said.

"Bah, wah, wah, wah!"

However, what no one expected was that Wangchuan cried four more times, each one more urgent and more terrifying than the last, and each time he vomited blood, his face became increasingly pale.

Under the sweep of this sound, the world seemed to be different from before. A terrifying ripple of sound shook the world, like a surging wave, instantly drowning Wuming and shrouding it below.

"Mubai is dead. Senior Sister Wangchuan fired ten soul-killing demonic sounds in succession, and she did not hesitate to use the secret method to increase her strength. How could Wuming, who was exhausted, resist!" A disciple of the Zhenwu Sect was shocked and exclaimed, as if

We know very well how terrifying the soul-destroying demonic sound is!

Normally, Wangchuan would feel mentally exhausted every time he used the Soul-Destroying Demonic Sound, and it would take hundreds of moves before he could use it again.

On weekdays, she would hardly utter two sounds in a row, because three times would damage her vitality, and five times would take away most of her life. As for saying ten times, that would be unthinkable, let alone

Did it.

Because the Soul-Destroying Demonic Sound is so overbearing, it is an attack method that can damage the enemy by one thousand and damage oneself by eight hundred. Not to mention that the person who casts the spell may face the problem of exhaustion of vitality, and it is impossible to send out ten sounds of destruction in a row.

Soul Demonic Sound.

However, Wangchuan did it at this time, and the price he paid was nothing more than the huge price of losing his cultivation and damaging the origin of his life.

A total of ten soul-destroying demonic sounds, like the roars of three thousand demon gods, caused the heaven and earth to collapse. The looming light of the law blended with the ripples of the soul-destroying demonic intention, and together they suppressed Wuming. It was a doomed situation!

"Crack!"

The sound of cracking bones was heard, and blood flowed from Wuming's eyebrows. There was a crack there, and a little red blood dripped down. His body was shaking violently, and his whole body seemed to explode!

At this time, the world in his mind was in turmoil, and the soul-destroying demonic sound was like an endless wave, impacting the two Wuming Yuan Shen Golden Pills again and again, without stopping.

"boom!"

Suddenly, Wuming's whole body glowed, and he had to use the martial arts source stone. Suddenly, a mysterious and unpredictable power flowed, not only protecting the golden elixir of the soul, but also defending the world in his mind. Wangchuan issued ten consecutive sounds of destruction.

The soul demon sound was finally carried down by him.

Everyone was shocked. This was a sure-kill situation, but Wuming blocked it fiercely. This was amazing!

Wangchuan staggered, a look of despair appeared in her eyes. She was very unwilling now. In order to produce ten unmixed magic sounds, she paid an unimaginable price. She might only be able to produce such ten-tone ripples once in her life, but the result was

It was resolved by the other party like this!

Wuming silently operated the technique, and his whole body was filled with brilliance, especially the center of his eyebrows. The bright red bloodstains disappeared, and his injuries were healed instantly.

Everything indicates that the power of Wuming Yuan Shen is too strong!

Because he was practicing Taoist Scriptures, he had already opened up two mental worlds, and the two Yuanshen Golden Pills worked together. The power of the Yuanshen contained in the Yuanshen Golden Pills was simply not comparable to that of ordinary people.

"How did you resist my soul-destroying demonic sound?" Wangchuan's eyes dimmed. She was dying, her body was almost exhausted, and she had no power to fight back.

In order to launch that attack, she paid an unimaginable price and almost drained her own life source. The fire of life was like a candle in the wind, shaky and about to be extinguished!

However, Wuming did not answer her question. He was very cold and ruthless, and he pointed his finger forward to destroy the flower.

There was a pop sound, and Wangchuan's eyes opened wide, full of unwillingness and resentment, but there was a fatal injury between her eyebrows, a deep finger hole, which was extremely frightening. When the blood splashed, she stood up straight

fell down.

She was very beautiful, with a fair complexion and a crystal-clear pink color, but at this moment she lost her life, her long golden hair was stained with blood, her fragrance was gone, her body was lying on the ground, and she died an untimely death!

"The eighth one!" Wuming said coldly, looking across the battlefield, looking at everyone in the Zhenwu Sect. At his feet was the beautiful corpse falling in Wangchuan, without any breath of life anymore.

At this time, he was like a demon king, staring coldly at everyone in the Zhenwu Sect, with a ruthless and cold look on his face, which was extremely frightening.

The eighth!
Chapter completed!