When hearing these four words, the entire battlefield seemed to tremble.
Several bronze halls suspended in mid-air shook at the same time, and waves of extremely terrifying pressure spread out, falling overwhelmingly, wrapping the ink dust that had become a dead body, explore!
"Under normal circumstances, after cultivating to the divine realm, the soul is tempered."
"When the physical body dies, the soul remains immortal. You can continue to practice the soul path, and even take away other people's souls to continue to live in this world."
Lu Fan's voice was calm, but it was like thunder on dry land, exploding in everyone's mind:
"But look at him, after I crushed his neck, he died immediately, without even a trace of his soul left."
"This is a sign of being invaded and devoured by demonic energy all year round. Any monk controlled by demonic energy has his soul already in his body. If his soul is annihilated by demonic energy, even if it speeds up the cultivation process, he will also lose his divine realm.
The unique characteristics of a monk.”
"The soul and body are integrated into one. Isn't this the most typical representation of people in the devil's realm?"
"I said that killing him is justice for heaven. Is there anything else you can say now?"
silence.
The huge ancient battlefield was as quiet as death.
Tens of thousands of people held their breath and listened quietly to Lu Fan's words.
The corpse he was holding in his hands had been turned into dust by countless strong men's coercive explorations, and fell to the ground.
"It's demonic energy. I can feel the traces of demonic energy in his body."
In the largest bronze hall, the voices of the ancients echoed through the vicissitudes of life.
"Our Qinglian Fairyland was the first to come into contact with the Eternal Bronze Gate. It was also the first overseas fairyland to fight against these demons. Such obvious demonic energy will never be misperceived."
"Lao Jian, what on earth is going on?"
Everyone is dead silent.
No one dares to speak or even discuss at this critical moment.
Even their breathing felt stagnant. The Eternal Bronze Gate, which had disappeared for thousands of years, actually showed traces of activity again. Not only for this Tianbang Competition, but also for all overseas wonderlands, they felt shocked.
Like facing a formidable enemy.
"I have no idea."
Jian Lao's voice sounded again.
"Mo Chen is one of the two most outstanding disciples among my disciples. From birth to cultivation, he has never left the mountain."
"The most recent competition was also between me and Zuo Muyang in the ancient Shushan Fairyland."