Chapter 297 Copy the Soul Thorn and slash Wu Yong with the sword

Two hundred miles away, a passage appeared, and Wu Yong showed up.

His face was pale, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.

At this moment, he was extremely embarrassed, with blood all over his face and body, and fear in his eyes.

His face showed a ferocious look, and he didn't expect that a small academy mission would be so dangerous.

His soul was in great pain, and there was a crack on his soul, which almost tore his soul apart.

He let out a painful wail, stretched out his hand and pressed it tightly on his forehead, as if this would relieve some of the pain.

Just as he was about to leave, a dark figure appeared in the sky and stood in front of him.

Wu Yong was shocked, trembling all over, retreating frantically, with an unbelievable look on his face.

"You offended my Ten Thousand Souls Hall, and you still want to escape, dream!"

The black-clothed man had cold eyes, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. The black iron chain in his hand was raised, and with a cold snort, the black iron chain went straight to Wu Yong.

On the iron chain, spiritual power rolled, and then expanded rapidly, instantly turning into a pitch-black giant python, swallowing Wu Yong.

Wu Yong gritted his teeth, and the blood on his face made him look like a ghost at this moment.

He raised the long knife in his hand and slashed at the pitch-black giant python!

The knife light surged against the wind and rushed straight to the pitch-black giant python.

The giant python roared, opened its mouth wide, and swallowed the knife light directly into its belly.

The giant python rolled in the air, and then hit Wu Yong hard.

Wu Yong screamed, flew backwards for more than ten feet, and broke several large trees. There was another blood hole in his chest, and blood kept flowing down.

Wu Yong was really scared at this moment, and his eyes were filled with fear.

He looked at the man in black, and when his eyes met the pair of dark and ruthless eyes, he couldn't help but retreat in fear, and spurted out blood again.

Although he was a genius in Yunchuan Academy, to put it bluntly, he was just a young bud in the ivory tower.

Moreover, they were only selected from the most remote places and had not experienced real cruelty.

Compared with the ruthless people from the terrible power of the Ten Thousand Souls Hall, he was not at the same level as the other party.

Moreover, Wu Yong did not have the courage to fight for his life like Niu Tao. He only wanted to escape, so his combat power was naturally weakened.

"Soul thorn, destroy the soul!"

Just as Wu Yong was retreating frantically, the cold voice of the man in black sounded.

A spike condensed by the soul appeared again in the black-clothed man's forehead, and it came to Wu Yong in an instant.

Before Wu Yong could react, the spike pierced Wu Yong's forehead.

Wu Yong screamed miserably, and the long knife in his hand was thrown directly to the ground. He held his head with both hands and rolled madly on the ground.

His spiritual power burst out crazily, and deep pits appeared one after another on the ground in an instant.

With a loud bang, Wu Yong slammed his head against a huge stone weighing 10,000 jin.

The huge stone shattered, and his head was sunken and blood flowed.

But Wu Yong seemed to feel no pain. His body flew up and slammed into a big tree, which collapsed.

Blood gushed out of Wu Yong's mouth, and his eyes bulged out, as if they were about to jump out of their sockets.

Ji Wuchang was hiding in the dark, and he was shocked to see this scene, and he was secretly on guard against the methods of the Ten Thousand Souls Hall.

This method of attacking the soul is terrible and hard to guard against.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he almost raised his hand to slap himself. Such an important thing, he actually forgot.

"System, copy the Soul Thorn!"

[Ding! The first part of the Soul Thorn was copied successfully, consuming 1,000 luck points. ]

Hearing the voice of the system, his eyes lit up. He originally thought that he might not be able to copy it successfully.

You know, when his cultivation was low, he had to have contact with the other person's body to copy.

But as his cultivation increased, this limit gradually widened, and he just tried it.

At this moment, various texts appeared in his mind, all of which were introductions to the Soul Thorn.

He simply browsed through it and was secretly surprised. He didn't expect the Soul Thorn to be so terrible.

The Soul Thorn is divided into four stages, namely entry, minor success, major success, and perfection.

According to the above introduction, the Soul Thorn can use its own soul power to compress it a hundred times to form a Soul Thorn, directly enter the other party's soul sea of ​​consciousness, tear its soul, and achieve the effect of destroying the soul.

The Soul Thorn can initially borrow the power of the residual soul and merge it with its own soul power to condense ten Soul Thorns, which are ten times more powerful.

The Soul Thorn is even more terrible. It can completely borrow the power of the residual soul in its hand to condense a hundred Soul Thorns to kill the other party's soul.

There is no introduction to the Soul Thorn perfection, but it must be more terrible.

What he just copied was the first part of the Soul Thorn, which only introduced the two stages of entry and minor success.

Although Ji Wuchang felt regretful, he was already very satisfied. Once he practiced the first part, he would have another killer.

After figuring it out, he turned his gaze back to Wu Yong.

At this moment, blood kept flowing from the corners of Wu Yong's mouth, and he gradually regained some consciousness.

Suddenly, he fell to his knees with a plop, begging for mercy from the man in black: "Senior, please spare my life, I am willing to be a slave and follow you!"

"I only ask you to spare my life, I am willing to open my soul and let you leave a mark!"

After Wu Yong finished speaking, he looked at the man in black with fear on his face, and his eyes were full of begging.

The man in black looked at Wu Yong with a playful look on his face, and the black iron chain in his hand emitted a cold light.

At this moment, the man in black suddenly changed his face and looked not far away.

I saw an old man flying from a distance, and a pressure of the fourth level of the Six God Realm was revealed. Qi Murong had arrived.

At this moment, Qi Murong was covered in blood. Obviously, he had just killed a lot of people.

When the man in black saw Qi Murong, he frowned slightly, turned around and ran. A black light shot out when he turned around and went straight to Wu Yong's throat.

"Master Qi, help!"

Feeling Qi Murong's breath, Wu Yong was overjoyed, and his body rolled on the ground to avoid the black man's fatal blow.

Qi Murong looked at Wu Yong indifferently, with deep disappointment in his eyes. Obviously, he saw the scene just now very clearly.

Qi Murong ignored Wu Yong and chased after the man in black, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Wu Yong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the man in black leave, and a sense of joy of surviving a disaster filled his whole body.

He sat down on the ground, gasping for breath, and then laughed out loud.

At this moment, he suddenly felt creepy, and before he could react, a knife flashed, and a head flew directly into the sky.

Wu Yong saw his body sitting on the ground, blood gushing from his neck.

He was stunned for a moment, then let out a shrill scream, and his soul flew out from his forehead.