Chapter 487: Battle of the Soul

Everyone present was shocked. This green-robed man had actually cultivated his primordial spirit and could travel out of his body without fear of external constraints. Such magical powers were unpredictable.

In this space, mana could not be used. Apart from the physical body, the only thing one could rely on was his consciousness and his primordial spirit. However, although the two were only one word apart, they were actually as far apart as heaven and earth.

The consciousness was only an illusory and invisible perception, while the primordial spirit was formed by the condensation of three souls and seven spirits. Not only was the perception better than the former, but it could also master various magical powers, such as possession, out of body, and out of body, which were beyond the reach of others.

Looking at this man's primordial spirit, Ye Chunyang's face was gloomy.

The identity of this green-robed man was indeed suspicious.

There was a big iron rule for the primordial spirit. It was impossible to cultivate it unless one was at the Jindan stage or above. This green-robed man broke the boundary and could have his primordial spirit leave his body during the mana period. He was either practicing soul arts like himself, or he was a Jindan cultivator himself.

However, there are cultivation limits in the Spirit Heaven Realm. Even high-level cultivators who suppress their realm will be rejected. If this person is a Jindan cultivator and can still stay here safely, he must have used some unknown means.

Thinking of this, Ye Chunyang finally understood why he still obeyed this person as a Tongtian protector.

"Hehehe... Although your body is invincible, my soul is illusory and unreal. Even if your body is strong, it will be useless against the attack of the soul. I have given you a chance just now, but you don't know how to cherish it. Now it's too late to regret it. After killing your soul, I will use the soul-searching technique to usurp your memory, and then everything will be known naturally."

The green-robed man smiled grimly.

Ye Chunyang's heart sank completely.

This person dared to have his soul out of his body. It was obvious that he had practiced some magical powers of soul attack. He really had an advantage in this space where magic power was forbidden. With the special form of the soul, the power of the flesh could not hurt the other party at all.

The green-robed man did not give Ye Chunyang any chance to think. After a sinister laugh, his soul suddenly raised his hand, pinched his fingers to form a mysterious seal, and chanted a low spell, the sound seemed slow but was actually urgent.

In a short while, the surroundings were already filled with gusts of cold wind, and then the soul trembled slightly, and disappeared in an instant, and when it reappeared, it was already close to Ye Chunyang.

With a "swish", the soul of the green-robed man stood three feet away from Ye Chunyang, and an illusory handprint was in the air.

There was a loud buzzing sound all around, and a domineering spiritual consciousness wave swept across the eight directions like a shocking tide.

The group of cultivators present suddenly saw stars in their eyes, and they all cried with their heads in their hands with pale faces.

Obviously, this person used some magical powers to invade the sea of ​​consciousness.

Lu Qingyun and the other four could not withstand such a fierce sea of ​​consciousness invasion technique, and could not help but retreat three steps, with cold sweat on their foreheads.

The green-robed man looked proud, and clenched his hands in the air, and invisible ripples covered Ye Chunyang. Although it was the power of the illusory soul, it also shook the earth.

But then the green-robed man's face froze, because he found that Ye Chunyang did not move under his soul attack, not only was he not injured at all, but he looked at him with a smile on his face, which was extremely strange.

Just as he was surprised, he suddenly saw Ye Chunyang do something that shocked him.

Ye Chunyang also slapped his forehead, and then golden light shone, bursts of pleasant fairy music spread out, and auspicious scenes were all around.

Then Ye Chunyang's body was shining with precious light, and an illusory little man appeared in front of him, who was also a soul body.

"How did you..."

The green-robed man was stunned, and a look of surprise surged on his face.

This soul body was filled with golden light and had an amazing oppression, but the face seemed to be somewhat different from Ye Chunyang.

Its body looks ordinary, with a fat face, belonging to the extremely ordinary type, but this Yuanshen has a handsome face, like a graceful man, eyes like the starry sky, deep as the sea, giving people a sense of sacred majesty.

After the appearance of this golden Yuanshen, the green-robed man was really scared, and the other cultivators beside him were also shocked.

"You have also cultivated a Yuanshen? It seems that in addition to the body refining technique, there are many secrets hidden in you."

The Yuanshen of the green-robed man narrowed his eyes, revealing an unbelievable look. While questioning, he was also thinking in his heart: "The body refining technique used by this man to kill Feng Qingzi just now is very similar to the body refining forbidden technique that our sect has lost for many years. This time, we must capture him and interrogate him, but now he has also cultivated a Yuanshen, I am afraid it will be a bit tricky."

Ye Chunyang didn't know what the green-robed man was thinking. After offering the Yuanshen, he sneered, his Yuanshen trembled slightly, his eyes flashed with strange light, and his body turned into a dazzling firebird and rushed straight to the other party.

"The divine body has transformed?" The green-robed man was shocked.

Seeing the firebird attacking, he did not have time to think about it, and immediately pinched his fingers and chanted a spell, and his body turned into a green rainbow. After shaking for a few times, he turned into a wolf-shaped giant beast and opened his mouth to greet the firebird.

The two souls collided, and there was no spark at all. It seemed that they just touched lightly, but it rolled up invisible huge waves, and the surrounding earth collapsed. The spiritual medicine in the space was also destroyed by this destruction.

The people of Wutianmen and Tianqimen were already stunned. They were all magic cultivators. When had they ever seen such an amazing soul fight? Seeing the soul bodies of these two people fighting, they could not help but stay away from the battle circle.

"Junior Brother Ye actually cultivated a soul in the early stage of magic power. It's incredible."

After retreating hundreds of feet away, Cheng Xinlan looked at the place where the bird and the beast were fighting, and her jade face was full of horror.

"Our junior brother always surprises us. Last time, he destroyed Jingqiong Mountain by himself. Now he has killed Feng Qingzi and cultivated his primordial spirit. I'm afraid no one in our Tianqi Sect can match his skills."

Lu Qingyun muttered with a dull face.

Cheng Xinlan took a deep breath, trying to suppress the shock in her heart, looked at Mu Ling'er beside her, and asked: "Junior sister, when you entered the sect with Junior Brother Ye, did you know that he had such magical powers?"

"Senior sister, you think too highly of me. Brother Ye has always been unfathomable. Even though I have known him for a long time, I still can't see through him." Mu Ling'er smiled bitterly and shook her head.

It has been ten years since I met Ye Chunyang, but Mu Ling'er asked herself that she had never really understood him, let alone seen through his details.

Just like when she was forced by Feng Qingzi outside the Hanging City, Mu Ling'er thought that her chance of survival was slim, but she finally escaped with the help of Ye Chunyang. Today, Ye Chunyang sent Feng Qingzi to the underworld. All these methods shocked her.

Seeing her bitter smile, Cheng Xinlan was also stunned for a while.

On the other side, Yun Yue was already pale with shock when he saw the fire bird transformed by Ye Chunyang's soul. He retreated three steps powerlessly and could not say a word for a long time!

All along, he always thought that Ye Chunyang was just a casual cultivator, and he was a disciple of the great elder, looking down on his peers. Even though the other party's reputation was rising, he still did not enter his eyes. But now the strength shown by the other party has far surpassed his own. Even when his life was in danger, the other party rescued him. What a irony?

When the four people of Tianqimen were shocked, the masters of Wutianmen on the opposite side were also horrified.

"Brother, isn't that man your disciple? Who is he?"

The silver-haired old man swallowed hard. This kind of soul fighting power was unprecedented, and at this time, his magic power was completely lost. He believed that if he approached the battle circle half a step, his soul would be scattered and he would never be reborn.

Tongtian Dharma Protector was shocked and smiled bitterly: "How can I have such ability to accept this person as a disciple? This person's identity is a bit taboo, it's better for you not to know."

The silver-haired old man and others hesitated when they heard this.

He looked at the place where the fight was going on, staring at the fire bird transformed by Ye Chunyang, his eyes flickered slightly and he said gloomily: "This Ye Xiaobao killed many of my disciples. I thought he was just an ordinary mana cultivator. I didn't expect that this person has great magical powers. Not only is his body strong, but he has also cultivated his soul. If he continues like this, he will become a big worry for our sect."

"I know what you said, but now we have lost all our magic power. This person has both soul and body. What strength do we have to fight him?"

Tongtian Dharma Protector said with an unpleasant look.

The silver-haired old man fell silent.

After a moment, he glanced at the medicine garden in the distance and said, "Although this place is closed by restrictions, the ten thousand year spiritual ginseng fruit is an opportunity that cannot be missed. Why don't we take this spiritual medicine first and then find an exit?"

Tongtian Protector couldn't help but have a flash of light when he heard this, and also looked at the ten thousand year spiritual ginseng fruit.

After thinking for a while, he nodded slightly: "Let's do as my junior brother said, you and I will go to collect herbs, and the rest of us will find an exit to evacuate."

Everyone nodded in response when they heard this.

After some discussion, Tongtian Protector and the silver-haired old man quietly approached the ten thousand year spiritual ginseng fruit, and the remaining few Wutianmen monks scattered around, looking for an exit, but the wolf and the bird fighting were not far away, and the powerful Yuanshen fluctuations were like a gust of wind. Anyone who approached was dizzy and tinnitus, and consciousness was scattered. Some of the early stage monks with shallow cultivation even bled from all seven orifices on the spot and became unconscious.

Seeing this scene, everyone was horrified, and they were even more afraid of the fight between the two men, and they didn't dare to get close.

"Not good, they want to take the ten thousand year old spiritual ginseng fruit!"

Just as she was shocked by the battle between Ye Chunyang and the green-robed man, Mu Ling'er suddenly noticed something was wrong and hurriedly reminded Lu Qingyun beside her.

When Lu Qingyun heard this, his eyes turned cold and he said, "This spiritual medicine is the fairy grass that countless people dream of, and we must not let Wu Tianmen take it away!"

"But brother, now we have lost all our magic power, and the other side has many people and power. I'm afraid we are not opponents." Cheng Xinlan hesitated a little.

"It is precisely because we have lost all our magic power that this is our opportunity. Without magic power, it depends on who has higher martial arts."

Lu Qingyun sneered. His flying sword is not only driven by magic power. Many swordsmanship can be performed without magic power. In this case, he is naturally not afraid.

As he spoke, he drew his sword out of the sheath and ran towards the ten thousand year old spiritual ginseng fruit.

Mu Ling'er and the other two looked at each other and followed immediately.

As both sides locked onto their target, the atmosphere became tense.