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Chapter 293: All Fallen

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    Most of the onmyojis in the shrine practice the power of magic, and few practice the power of the soul.

    Because cultivating the soul is too complicated and mysterious, it is very difficult to practice.

    In the same ten years, the technique may have been accomplished somewhat, but the soul may not gain anything.

    However, the great priest, on the soul side, has studied deeply and practiced the way.

    Spiritual power, divine consciousness, primordial spirit.

    Every step is different.

    At the beginning, the high priest of the ancient witch clan possessed something like the "eye of the candle dragon". It can be said that the high priest was born suitable for cultivating this kind of power, but he only cultivated spiritual power.

    One can imagine how difficult it is to cultivate something like the soul.

    As for the great priest, he successfully refined the Yuanshen!

    The primordial spirit is 10%, even if the body is destroyed, the primordial spirit can survive.

    The Great Priest believes that in this world, it is impossible for any warrior to be able to withstand his soul grabbing.

    Even if Li Wenchan's physical body is strong and almost invulnerable to all dharma, it is useless.

    Because no matter how strong the physical body is, if the soul is weak, it will be crushed by his soul. At that time, no matter how powerful the physical body is, it will be just a useless body.

    This is the bottom-line method for the great priest to confidently abandon his physical body.

    Since the saint Linglong he adores loves Li Wenchan so much, then he takes away Li Wenchan's body to get Linglong.

    "The primordial spirit seizes the house?"

    Just when the primordial spirit of the great priest rushed towards Li Wenchan, unexpectedly, Li Wenchan had a funny expression on his face, as if he saw some big joke.

    There are indeed very few warriors in the world who cultivate their souls.

    Even Li Wenchan before, did not practice this aspect specially.

    It was also after he and his party from the ancient witch clan obtained the massacre divine method, and finally became the primordial spirit.

    Don't look at the same primordial spirit, there are also big differences according to different exercises.

    In Li Wenchan's eyes, the primordial spirit of the great priest is really too weak, unlike his primordial spirit, which is extremely concise.

    If it is said that the soul of the great priest is just a wooden sword, then Li Wenchan's soul is a steel knife.

    The power of the wooden sword, also want to compete with the steel knife?

    "Let's start with you."

    There was a flash of light between Li Wenchan's brows, and a villain came out in one step. This villain had exactly the same appearance and facial features as him.

    And from the shape, it can be seen at a glance that his primordial spirit is stronger than that of the great priest.

    The primordial spirit of the great priest seemed somewhat illusory and transparent, but his primordial spirit was quite condensed, almost turning into a solid body.

    "What? You also have a soul?"

    The great priest rushed over excitedly. He thought Li Wenchan was a delicious lamb, but he didn't expect that it was a man-eating tiger.

    He also felt the gap in Yuanshen, and when he sensed the danger, Yuanshen immediately stopped and wanted to escape.

    "Want to run? It's too late."

    Li Wenchan's eyes were indifferent, and his soul was like a high-speed impacting train, directly crashing into it.

    There are no other bells and whistles.

    It was such a simple bump.

    As the two primordial spirits collided with each other, an invisible loud noise was made in the void.

    "ah!"

    The primordial spirit of the great priest let out an extremely shrill scream.

    In front of Li Wenchan, his primordial spirit was like fragile tofu, vulnerable to a single blow, and was smashed to pieces by Li Wenchan in an instant.

    "How can your primordial spirit be so powerful?"

    The great priest roared unwillingly.

    At the moment of contact, he felt that the power of Li Wenchan's primordial spirit was more than ten times stronger than him?  The impact at that moment was like an extremely hard hammer, hitting his body fiercely.

    How can a fragile body withstand the hammer?

    The great priest couldn't imagine that Li Wenchan was so young, his physical body, martial arts, spells, and even his soul were all so strong.

    This is simply illogical. Even a talented Juggernaut can't be like him, covering every aspect of his body, without any flaws.

    "You picked the wrong opponent."

    Li Wenchan said lightly, "It just so happens that the power of your primordial spirit can be used by me."

    While speaking, Li Wenchan grabbed the palm of his hand, and the shattered primordial power of the great priest condensed towards him.

      "Sword of God, Ning!"

    He gave a low drink.

    The tyrannical power of the primordial spirit was squeezed from all directions. In an instant, this power of the primordial spirit was like a hammer, tempered thousands of times.

    "Clang clang clang clang!"

    In the void, one could even hear the sound of blacksmithing.

    I saw the shattered primordial spirit of the great priest, tempered by Li Wenchan into a knife.

    Warriors have the weapons of warriors.

    The same is true for Yuanshen.

    This Yuanshen weapon is called Zhanshen Dao, and it is a weapon of killing in the massacre of gods.

    "What's going on? The great priest is dead?"

    At this time, the other eleven ghosts and gods just reacted.

    This kind of spiritual competition seemed to be slow, but it actually ended in a blink of an eye.

    From being smashed to pieces by the Great Priest Primordial Spirit, and refined into a God-Slaying Saber, back and forth, it took less than a breath!

    As soon as Zhanshen Dao came out, the faces of the other eleven ghosts and gods all changed wildly, feeling the threat.

    "Chop!"

    ? Li Wenchan pointed at the Divine Slashing Saber.

    The Zhanshen Saber is pitch black and only three feet long.

    Its speed, like lightning, circled in mid-air, and split the formation of 'Hundred Ghosts at Night' in an instant.

    Hundred ghosts travel at night, absorbing the power of many ghosts.

    However, the power of consciousness of these ghosts is as fragile as a candle, and they cannot resist it at all.

    Eleven ghosts and gods also felt life-threatening.

    "Watch out for his knife! It's a soul attack!"

    There was a roar of ghosts and gods, extremely frightened and angry.

    It is difficult to resist this kind of spiritual attack.

    The power of the primordial spirit, none of the eleven ghosts and gods are good at it.

    "Let's shoot together and kill him!"

    Eleven ghosts and gods tried their best, only to see that the split formation healed again, and they began to desperately damage their original power.

    Before, they were cut by the Juggernaut and injured their original power, so they didn't recover for countless years, and they didn't recover until they devoured the body of the big tengu.

    Now facing the danger of life and death, but can't care so much.

    "A group of chicken tile dogs."

    Li Wenchan snorted coldly.

    At this moment, he also resorted to all means.

    The Thunder Seal of Myriad Tribulations emerged, releasing the most masculine and powerful thunder power, and every thunderbolt could kill a ghost.

    If it is said that the power of flame is only for restraining ghosts and gods, then the power of thunder is for complete suppression.

    "go."

    With a flick of his finger, the Big Dipper Sword Formation flew out, and the sword energy smashed everything.

    In just a few breaths, he almost wiped out all the ghosts roaring inside.

    Eleven ghosts and gods also trembled after being beaten.

    "kill."

    Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Zhanshen Dao showed its power again and cut through the bodies of eleven ghosts and gods.

    Eleven ghosts and gods, all fell!

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