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The confrontation of souls is the most dangerous means of attack.

For ordinary warriors and qi refiners, they may not know the word "shen and soul".

But for the peak powerhouse, the soul is sometimes even more important than the body.

If the body is destroyed, a strong man like the Chaos Saint can still find things like the Chaos Six Path Pearl and hide and hide. But once the soul is destroyed, it will basically disappear completely into the world.

Lu Fan's soul is not weak, especially after returning from the chaos realm, his soul has become much stronger.

But at this time, the soul power displayed by the Saint of Dark Yuan seemed even more sharp.

The two of them fought in a sacred spirit, and Lu Fan was even at a slight disadvantage.

"Soul-Devouring."

The Saint of Dark Yuan gently spit out these two words.

The sound was like a demonic sound that filled the brain, causing Lu Fan's soul to begin to swing gently.

There is no doubt that in the cultivation of the soul path, the Dark Yuan Saint is more profound than Lu Fan and has more diverse methods of mastering.

Lu Fan has only had two moves in the attack of souls until now.

Soul flash and soul-taking and soul-killing.

Unfortunately, these two moves are really limited for the Dark Yuan Saint.

In the darkness, Lu Fan was attacked again.

Absent from the sight of defense, his soul was cut off by the Saint of Dark Yuan, and a gap appeared.

If such a wound appeared on the body, Lu Fan would really frown.

But his soul does not have the terrible recovery ability as much as his body.

Immediately, Lu Fan's soul began to collapse.

Sure enough, the strength of the soul is not the basis for victory.

Attack methods are also very important.

Lu Fan forcibly changed the shape of his soul and reduced it into a ball.

Staring at the dark Yuan Saint who was in a vague soul and was coming and going without a shadow, he began to force his strength.

If this continues, he will definitely lose. The only chance to win is to see it right and hit it with all your strength.

Either death or life.

As if he saw Lu Fan’s thoughts, suddenly, the Saint of Dark Yuan did not attack again, but stopped suddenly.

The phantoms of countless Dark Yuan Saints flashed and appeared in the darkness, and Lu Fan couldn't tell where her soul was.

Suddenly, Lu Fan smiled and said, "The Holy Maiden of the Dark Yuan is indeed the most powerful among the three demon kings. If you don't practice the great way, you only practice the soul. I'm afraid that the other two demon kings will only have to bow their heads in front of you."

Lu Fan spoke deliberately, with the purpose of luring the Saint of the Imperial Yuan to speak out.

Only when she started talking too could Lu Fan see clearly where her true body was through various signs.

The voice of the Saint of Dark Yuan came from all directions.

"Lu Fan, how do you know that I don't practice the great way?"

The voice rose slightly, and Lu Fan suddenly felt three strong winds rushing from the top of his head, the soles of his feet and sideways.

The opponent's soul was power of killing. Lu Fan immediately knew that if he could not avoid this move, he would directly shatter his soul.

Immediately, Lu Fan's soul suddenly expanded, and at the same time, the light shone brightly, and the power expanded like a disorderly explosion.

His approach was like to detonate his soul and die with the Saint of Dark Yuan.

Lu Fan predicted that as long as he used this move, the Saint of Dark Yuan would definitely not dare to really attack him.

As expected, at the moment when Lu Fan's soul swelled, the vigorous wind retreated, and all the soul phantoms of the Saint of Dark Yuan disappeared and their power was restrained.

At the same time, the darkness around seemed to tremble for a while, and the Saint of Dark Yuan seemed to be retreating rapidly.

Lu Fan immediately took back the power of the soul that seemed to explode and everything returned to peace.

With a chuckle, Lu Fan said, "It turns out that Saint Dark Yuan is also afraid of death."

The Saint of the Dark Yuan was silent for a moment, and then a slightly annoyed voice rang out.

"Lu Fan, you dare to fool me."

Lu Fan smiled and said, "It's not a joke, but there is no way. I can't beat you in the battle between souls, so I can only come up with this bad strategy. If you dare to kill me, I will pull you to die together. Even if you can't blow you to death, once you are seriously injured, you will definitely never be able to make trouble in the Dingyuan country. It is even very likely that you will be killed by other masters in the Dingyuan country."

The Saint of the Dark Yuan said coldly: "You are so sure,"

Lu Fan said: "Of course there is a certainty. Saint of Dark Yuan, you are very strong. It is stronger than I expected, but if you think you can fight against the righteous people in the world by yourself, that would be a big mistake."

As he was talking, Lu Fan suddenly felt slightly moved.

His soul shimmered slightly, and the darkness around him began to twist and change.

The soul of the Dark Yuan Saint also began to emit light. There is only one explanation for this situation, and there are other experts outside who want to intervene in their battle.

So much so that the dark fields released by the Saint of Dark Yuan began to issue warnings.

Lu Fan smiled and said, "Look, I'm right. The Saint of the Dark Yuan, the other masters are coming."

The Saint of Dark Yuan said slowly: "Lu Fan, you are indeed a difficult character. It seems that I want to kill you directly or take over the body. It is a wrong idea. However, since you have come to Xiling, we have time, take it slowly."

Lu Fan nodded and said, "I think so too."

After saying that, the darkness around him disappeared in an instant.

Lu Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and then he felt his soul return to his body.

After looking closely, a wisp of black air quickly emerged from Liu Zhi's eyes in front of her.

The black air swayed straight into the night sky. Lu Fan reached out to grab it, but it was useless.

Immediately the black air disappeared without a trace, and Liu Zhi fell down limply.

Lu Fan quickly stepped forward and held Liu Zhi.

At this moment, several lights and shadows appeared around.

It formed a surround, surrounding Lu Fan.

Three old men and one old woman stared at Lu Fan.

The terrifying power unfolded, and Lu Fan suddenly felt several powers of the great way, pressing on him at the same time.

"Boy, who are you? Who are you holding in your hand?"

A red-haired old man said aloud.

Lu Fan raised his head, looked at the old men, and said, "Lu Fan is here. This is General Liu Zhi."

When the red-haired old men heard Lu Fan's name, they were shocked. The eyes of several people were still shining brightly.

Lu Fan didn't need to look carefully, and he knew that these old men must be the older generation of holy powerhouses in the Western Leadership Alliance.

It seems that what the Lord of Dingyu and the others said is true, and there are still many masters in the world.

Putting his palm on Liu Zhi's forehead, Lu Fan began to investigate the situation in Liu Zhi's body.

The body seemed to be damaged, but Liu Zhi's soul in the sea of ​​consciousness was extremely fragile and almost tended to collapse at any time.

Lu Fan looked up at the sky and sighed from his nose.

Saint of Dark Yuan, our battle has just begun.

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