Chapter 753 Soul-killing

Mingshan is now the core of this team, and he is their leader, so he is naturally the target of the demons. His every move is in the eyes of these 100 demons. As long as there is a slight mistake, the consequences will be destruction and death.

So, when he joined the battlefield, the three demons left the team directly and rushed over with great momentum. Their bodies were growing rapidly, and the terrifying power burst out from a distance. Before they could approach Mingshan, they had already attacked directly.

Since Mingshan transformed into this Western God Sect, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds. Now he has the strength of a superior god. With the help of Liu Muqing, he is also an average or above among the superior gods. Moreover, his attacks are strange and directly affecting the soul, and by surprise, he has a great chance of winning.

However, it was the first time he had seen three demons attacks at once, so when the other party came in a fierce manner, he was still a little nervous and wanted the people around him to share one or two with him.

"No need to ask for help. These three people are not as strong as you. It will be good for you to fight well. Maybe you can advance to the main god through them!" Liu Muqing's voice suddenly sounded in Mingshan's ears, making him stunned. Then he looked at the three people with deep eyes. His hands suddenly shook in the air, and then a huge phantom appeared in the air, like a giant.

"Soul whip!"

A strange sound sounded, and the hoarse voice was not from Mingshan's mouth, but it was actually made from Mingshan's mouth. As soon as the sound came out, a cold wind swept out from his body. The cold wind blew directly to the three people opposite. The next moment, the three people attacking suddenly stood still, as if they had been casting the immobilization technique.

Divine art is a spell released by gods through their divine nature. These magical arts carry very powerful rules, so when they are released, they not only need a strong spirit as their support, but also their divine power as their source.

The magic art released by Mingshan comes from the magic art of the soul god before. It is an extremely ancient magic art. It is very powerful and weird, and it is difficult to resist. However, the consumption of this magic art is also very large, especially in terms of divine power, which is much more than other magic arts. It is precisely because of this that his power is naturally much greater.

Once the magic technique was used, it fixed the other three, making them stunned on the spot. The roaring sound continued to burst out from their mouths, and the rolling eyes showed that they were trying their best to break free from this shackle and want to escape from this shackle, but it was useless.

"Ziz!"

A strange sound suddenly sounded above their bodies, like a grinding sound, a little harsh and a little trembling.

Suddenly, three transparent and strange phantoms appeared in the sky. The three phantoms slowly floated in the air and were imprisoned by a black chain. Although they were just a head, they could be clearly identified. The three people in front of them were either other people or the three demons who were held back.

Soul whip. If you want to whip your soul, you will naturally need to pull out your soul. Only then can you truly whip it. If you want to extract the souls of these three people, you definitely need strong mental power as a support, otherwise it will be impossible to succeed.

Liu Muqing looked in the sky, and a look of relief appeared on his face. He couldn't help but smile and said intimately: "I didn't expect that in such a short time, his mental power had increased so much. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it!"

"With such mental power and the secret techniques he had practiced before, there should be no problem dealing with these three people, but it should be impossible to escape unscathed. You may suffer some trauma. This is not a particularly big problem!"

He was watching all this coldly like a passerby. He didn't care about the life and death below. He had seen too many life and death. He has practiced Taoism so far, and he has seen life and death many times. He would not feel sad or angry because of this. What he really cares about is this battle and what is his meaning.

Because of the sudden exertion of the magic cannon, Liu Muqing saved a lot of trouble and helped many angels. They could have more or less help when fighting with the demons, especially some smart angels, forming battle formations in groups of three or five, constantly forcing the demons to approach the vortex, hoping that they could be attracted by the vortex, and then they could wait for their work.

Although this is a bit opportunistic, it is also a way. As long as you can win, no matter what method you use, it is considered a good way.

The power of the soul whip was revealed at this moment. The demons who were pulled out of their souls were motionless in the sky. They were tied to a black phantom wooden stake, and black iron chains were tied on their bodies. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not break the chains.

"This is your destiny, your destiny!" A magnificent voice like heavenly power sounded in the sky, like a thunder thunder, directly slashing the hearts of the three people.

The next moment, the black whip raised high was directly thrown down. The black whip turned a corner in the air, and then slapped heavily on the souls of the three people. The black whip was thrown on it, and there were even some soul flames burning on it, leaving a long whip mark directly on some souls.

“Ah~ah~”

Screams appeared in the sky, silently but extremely clearly spread throughout the sky. Such sounds were made directly by the soul, just like the howling of ghosts and wolves, but the only difference was that it was made by the three demons.

Whip, whip, continue to whip, the terrifying black whip left scars on the three of them, and magically, on top of them, their scars actually appeared in them, especially the deep scars on the neck were even more shocking.

Mingshan, who had been casting spells, kept staring at the expressions of the three people. His eyes kept scanning the souls of the three people. As a god about souls, he had reached a state of research on souls. He could see from the aura emitted by the three people, whether the strength of their soul aura could still support them to return, and whether they could still support them to continue fighting.

Now these three people not only have not yet extinguished the soul fire, but also have a strong sense of resistance. They are like a burning group of people, constantly burning the black chains. As for the whip marks that fell on them before, although they caused great damage to them, it seems that these damages have stimulated them even more, making them even more crazy and more exciting.

"It seems that I have to take out my trump card, otherwise there would be no way to destroy their souls!" Mingshan couldn't help but smile bitterly, and then said.

A painful howl suddenly appeared in the sky. The strange black demon shadow that had been behind Mingshan suddenly turned into a miserable white shadow. The miserable white shadow had a strange smile on his face, and a very sharp sword was biting on his mouth. The long sword was extremely blurry, as if it had some extremely special ability, which made people feel like they were trapped in it just after a glance.

"Soul-killing!"

Combined with Western magic and the soul-destroying technique on the Eastern Soul-raising Sutra, Liu Muqing created a special ability for Mingshan that belongs only to him, the name is Soul-killing. The miserable white figure behind him is the soul, a special creature between creatures and gods. The stronger your will, the stronger the power it produces in the end. Of course, if you want to drive him, it is absolutely impossible not to use divine and mental power.

Mingshan roared, and black patterns appeared on his pale white face. These black patterns spread on his face, and then strangely formed a special pattern. These patterns were very mysterious, like seal talismans in the east, and like seal runes in the west.

After the strange patterns formed, he suddenly raised his head and his body was subjected to a strange force, which led him to fly upwards in the sky. However, a few breaths had completely stopped. His position was in the white phantom's heart, a very important and special position.

"cut!"

A strange and weird smile appeared on Mingshan's face, and then he shouted suddenly. The miserable white phantom behind him suddenly moved. He slowly stretched out his palm, then took out the black long sword from his mouth, and then looked at the three figures with a strange smile, slowly lifting the long sword high, as if he was about to swing the knife down.

"Catch it!"

Mingshan suddenly burst out with a fierce roar. His right hand raised high suddenly waved in the void, as if some kind of sharp divine light appeared. The huge white figure behind him also fell down, and the black long sword slashed directly at the head of the first demon clan.

"Puff!"

There was no blood, no limbs flying, and no painful screams. Just as the sword was swung down, the demon clan had died when he touched the sword. His soul was cut into nothingness by the black-necked sword. There was no such person in this world anymore.

Just this moment made everyone feel scared in an instant.

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