Chapter 13342 Condensing the True Soul

Chapter 13342 Condensing the True Soul
But in fact, as a member of the Soul Clan, Hun Wuxu's soul is as powerful as an ancient behemoth in the abyss. Even if ordinary people want to attack his soul, it is simply a pipe dream. They don't even have the qualifications to tickle him.

But Ling Xiao was an exception. Ling Xiao's soul attack was like a star falling from the sky, with the momentum of destroying everything. It was so terrifying!

If Hun Wuxu had not relied on his keen intuition to choose to leave his body in time to avoid Ling Xiao's soul attack that was like a leech on the bone, he would probably have become a ghost under Ling Xiao's soul attack by now, and would definitely be hit, and would not be able to escape even if he wanted to.

"Hehe, I know a lot more. Although your Condensed True Body is powerful, it is not omnipotent. Do you really think that you can walk sideways on this battlefield and be invincible with this thing?"

A sneer appeared on Ling Xiao's lips, and there was a hint of teasing and sarcasm in that smile, as if he was telling Hun Wuxu that you are still a little naive.

In the distance, Hun Huan's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it. He stared at Ling Xiao with his eyes, muttering to himself: "This demon cultivator not only looks like a battle maniac, but he is also good at soul magic. What kind of monster is this? He is simply an all-round player! Now, Hun Wuxu has a headache."

Long Yingtian was also stunned, with an unbelievable light flashing in his shrewd eyes.

Originally, he thought that Ling Xiao would be like an ant trying to shake a tree when facing Hun Wuxu, and he had no chance of winning. But now, he felt like he was illuminated by the warm spring sun, and a green field of hope suddenly appeared in his heart. Maybe Ling Xiao could really give him a shocking reversal and knock Hun Wuxu to the ground!

"Hahaha, Hun Huan, look, look! Your Hun Wuxu is not an invincible piece of iron!" Long Yingtian laughed, and that laughter was like thunder in summer, resounding through the sky, with a bit of pride and joy.

Hun Huan smiled coldly, and that smile seemed to contain countless sharp ice blades, which made people feel scared.

"Really? Then you, Long Yingtian, should open your eyes and watch carefully! Don't think that just because Ling Xiao knows a little bit about soul arts, he can take advantage of the pride of our Soul Clan - Hun Wuxu. You have to understand that in the world of soul arts, our Soul Clan is the king who stands high above everyone else, and no one can defeat us!"

After saying this, Hun Huan once again turned his gaze towards the battlefield in the distance. There was both expectation and disdain in his eyes, as if he had seen through all of Ling Xiao's methods.

Of course, he did not forget his job and continued to maintain the holy pattern formation, suppressing Long Yingtian firmly in place and not giving him the slightest chance to move.

Although this battle appears to be a duel between Ling Xiao and Hun Wuxu, in fact, each of them is fighting for their own race and for their own beliefs.

Below, Hun Wuxu began to walk slowly towards Ling Xiao, and each step made the ground tremble slightly, as if even the earth was shaking for his arrival. He put his right hand behind his back, clenched tightly, as if in that palm, there was a power that could overturn the world.

A terrifying artistic conception appeared out of nowhere like a sleeping giant. The intensity of this artistic conception was like a volcano that had accumulated endless power for tens of thousands of years and suddenly erupted at a certain moment. The gushing magma instantly swallowed up the surrounding space.

As soon as it appeared, the space around it began to fluctuate, as if being drawn by this artistic conception, and even the air became heavy and depressing.

And with every step Hun Wuxu took forward, this state of mind would become stronger, as if every step he took was stepping on the heartstrings of all living beings, making everyone's heart beat with his pace.

"Concentrate your true soul!" In the Holy Mark Formation, Long Yingtian suddenly whispered, these four words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with a hint of disbelief and deep shock. His expression became more and more solemn, as if he was facing an unprecedented crisis.

"Haha, Long Yingtian, you finally understand." Hun Huan laughed triumphantly, that smile full of sarcasm and provocation.

"Our Hun Wuxu has also mastered the Soul Condensation that can only be comprehended by the Real Condensation Realm. This is extremely terrifying. In other words, although Hun Wuxu has not yet reached the Real Condensation Realm, he already has the strength of the Real Condensation Realm, and it is even more terrifying than those low-level Real Condensation Realm! You, Long Yingtian, are going to fall flat on your face this time."

After saying that, Hun Huan's gaze once again turned towards the battlefield, his eyes full of anticipation and excitement, as if he had already seen the moment when Hun Wuxu stepped on Ling Xiao.

This Hun Wuxu was simply a demon descending from the sky. People couldn't help but retreat when they saw him! His existence was like the brightest star in the night sky, impossible to ignore, yet out of reach.

Long Yingtian's gaze inadvertently fell on Ling Xiao, and there was worry and a hint of indescribable helplessness in his eyes.

He sighed in his heart: Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao, you are indeed a genius, very outstanding, just like a child of destiny that jumped out of a crack in a stone, full of abilities. But it is a pity that you were born in this era where evildoers are rampant!

Being born in the same era as a monster like Hun Wuxu is undoubtedly a tragedy for those equally talented geniuses. It is like when a hundred flowers are in full bloom, they are suddenly hit by a violent storm. How can those delicate flowers withstand it?
Long Yingtian thought so in his heart, and turned his eyes to the battlefield again. He saw that the space around Ling Xiao below him had begun to be shattered by Hun Wuxu's terrifying condensed soul, like pieces of fragile glass, shattered under the strong wind.

And that condensed true soul was like an invisible giant net, tightly enveloping Ling Xiao, making it almost impossible for him to breathe at that moment, as if even his soul was about to be swallowed by this power.

"You really are a monster!" Ling Xiao suddenly understood something, and a hint of enlightenment flashed in his eyes, "Simply speaking of the degree of monster, you may be a little more terrifying than Bai Yan and Tianhun Saint. Although they are strong, it always feels like they are relying on external forces, but you have come this far completely relying on your own monster talent."

"It's a little late for you to understand, so, just lose!" Hun Wuxu's voice was like the cold wind in an ice cellar, cold and ruthless. There was no ripple on his face, as if he had already seen through all of Ling Xiao's struggles and efforts.

The condensed true soul was continuously released like a tide, and every strand contained enough power to shake the heavens and the earth. The terrifying aura made everyone present hold their breath involuntarily.

At this critical moment, Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly became extremely firm. He seemed to have made up his mind and decisively released his Five Elements Dragon Soul.