Chapter 713 God-killing Sword

Xiao Yi frowned slightly as he looked at the hundreds of spiritual consciousnesses in front of him.

Outside the Fengxu Palace, countless spiritual consciousnesses appeared and rushed over.

They were so densely packed that there were probably no less than ten thousand of them.

Xiao Yi could not see the exact situation outside Fengxu Palace, but these spiritual senses could not hide from his perception.

Only these hundreds of spiritual consciousnesses appeared first in Fengxu Palace.

From the time they appeared silently to now they appear before our eyes.

Xiao Yi's perception, no matter what, could not detect their existence.

Yes, I can't feel it.

These hundreds of spiritual consciousnesses are clearly right in front of me and I can see them.

On the contrary, the perception that I have always been proud of cannot sense their existence.

In Xiao Yi's perception, the hundreds of spiritual consciousnesses in Fengxu Palace were like nothingness and could not be sensed at all.

You must know that perception is a means given by the small world.

Its intensity is related to the intensity of the small world.

Xiao Yi's small world is extremely huge, which makes his perception far beyond that of warriors of the same realm.

Even if you are at the pinnacle of the earth, you can't hide it from his perception.

This proves that the realm of the hundreds of spiritual consciousnesses in front of them during their lifetime, or the level of spiritual consciousness, is above the pinnacle of the earth.

"Heavenly Realm." Xiao Yi's face was solemn.

"Boy." At this time, the cold shadowy old man opened his mouth.

"Although I don't know how you got here, I advise you to be obedient and not resist."

"otherwise…"

"If you damage my 'container', I want you to taste the feeling of life being worse than death."

The voice of the shadowy old man was extremely cold.

The moment the voice fell, a sinister wind blew violently in the entire Fengxu Hall.

"What a strong momentum." Xiao Yi's face changed slightly, "You are a soul master."

Regarding spiritual consciousness, Xiao Yi still doesn't know much about it.

All I know is that this is a method used by ancient powerful men.

Especially soul masters, through special means, use their own martial souls to become spiritual consciousness.

"Hahahaha." The shadowy old man laughed loudly.

"Why, this is the Wind Saint region. Even after countless years, you still recognize me, the Yin Wind Saint."

"Yinfeng Saint?" Xiao Yi frowned.

Not to mention the countless years that have passed, there is no such thing as Xiao Yi is not from the Central Territory, so how could he know him.

However, this person is called a saint and has the title of saint.

It is not difficult to imagine how strong this person was during his lifetime.

"Stop talking nonsense to this kid." The other spiritual consciousness behind the old man Xuying said impatiently.

The eyes of these spiritual consciousnesses are filled with excitement and bloodlust.

The look he looked at Xiao Yi seemed to swallow him up.

"There's no rush." ​​The old man Xuying, also known as the Yinfeng Saint, said proudly.

"Take your time, this container looks very good."

"I want to seize the body perfectly."

"Don't worry." Yinfeng Saint said, looking at the other spiritual consciousness behind him.

"When I get out of this damn place, I'll come back with more containers."

"By then, all of us will be able to leave here."

"Jiejiejiejie." Hundreds of spiritual consciousnesses behind him laughed excitedly and coldly.

"You want to seize me? It depends on whether you have the ability." Xiao Yi sneered.

"Don't overestimate your own capabilities." The Yinfeng Saint smiled coldly, waved his hand, and a surging soul power exploded instantly.

Bursts of dark wind, like a ghost, attacked Xiao Yi with teeth and claws.

Xiao Yi's face turned cold, the Blizzard Sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he slashed out with the sword.

If it was true that the Heavenly Realm was here, Xiao Yi would be afraid.

A bunch of spiritual consciousness that have been dead for thousands of years, Xiao Yi is not afraid of them.

The sword energy mixed with the ice swordsmanship was swung out heavily.

The incoming dark wind was instantly blown away.

Spiritual consciousness is a shadow, and Xiao Yi can't do anything to them.

But these evil winds are attacks transformed from the soul skills of the evil wind saints.

Soul power is also a type of power.

Yuanli can break it.

It depends on who is stronger.

However, the soul power is invisible, extremely strange, and very troublesome.

"Huh? Boy, you have some skills, no wonder you can come here." Yin Feng Saint Yin Zhe's eyes became colder and colder.

"However, a small person from the third level of the earth is no different from an ant in front of me."

Yinfeng Saint could see Xiao Yi's cultivation at a glance.

The next second, there was a strong wind in Fengxu Hall again.

The cold ghost walked towards Xiao Yi again.

Not only is the power astonishing, but it is also heart-wrenching.

Xiao Yi's mind was shaken for a while, and he immediately calmed down in shock.

Several more sword energy shots were fired.

This time, the sword energy was completely blown away by the evil wind.

The terrifying dark wind intends to engulf Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi reacted very quickly, slashed hard with his sword, opened a passage, and dodged out.

The Yin Feng, which lost its target, hit the throne behind Xiao Yi.

The throne was not damaged at all.

The bones on the throne were also unaffected.

On the contrary, these evil winds all dissipated when they encountered the strange black sword that pierced the corpse.

Just like an ice cube encountering fire, the ice melts and disintegrates instantly.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi reacted instantly.

That sword can restrain soul power.

At the same time, the faces of Yinfeng Saint and other spiritual consciousnesses changed drastically.

"God-killing sword? Damn it, how could such a treasure be here?"

Just now Xiao Yi was in front of the throne.

Therefore, his figure just blocked the bones behind him and the strange long sword.

"God-killing sword?" Xiao Yi looked confused, and the next second, his figure flashed.

Yinfeng Saint and other spiritual consciousness were suddenly startled, "Boy, you want to take the God-killing Sword? Don't even think about it."

The terrifying dark wind, this time the black light was strong, and its power increased.

The evil aura like the cold wind of the abyss is frightening.

Xiao Yi's mind was instantly lost.

That feeling, as if you are about to be pulled into an endless abyss, and there will be no recovery.

"Oops." Xiao Yi bit the tip of his tongue and managed to calm down.

With a wave of his big hand, purple flames filled the sky and surged out.
To be continued...