"Senior, does this mean that my young master is now strong enough to kill an feathered person at the level of the Divine Infant Realm?"
Wei Shan asked seriously.
"Hard to say."
Qingshi Sword Immortal shook his head and explained patiently, "The dead soul is a kind of soul body. It has no Tao body and is inherently deficient. Even if it has the strength of the Divine Infant Realm, it is not a real... living person after all."
"Like Qin Hongyu just now, he was originally at the Hedao realm. After becoming a dead soul, he can only have power that is weaker than the middle stage of the Divine Infant realm."
"But if she is allowed to fight against a real strong person in the Divine Infant Realm, she will definitely lose."
"This is the shortcoming of the dead soul. Without the Tao body, it is like duckweed on the water and a tree without roots."
"To put it simply, Fellow Daoist Su's current strength is enough to fight against the Yuhua Daoist in the early stage of the Divine Infant Realm."
The sword monk Jiakong on one side also nodded and said: "This kind of power is enough to shock the past and present. In the ancient times, except for a handful of the most amazing descendants of immortals, no one could achieve this step."
He and Qingshi Sword Immortal were both the top figures on the path to immortality during their lifetimes. Their experience and knowledge were naturally far beyond those of the current generation.
After hearing this, Wei Shan felt happy and said: "It is enough to be comparable to the early stage of the Divine Infant Realm, and I noticed that the young master's strength is still improving!"
Qingshi Sword Immortal and Jiakong Sword Monk both nodded, feeling emotional.
How could they not see that Su Yi's strength was further refined and explored in the fighting?
But now Su Yi has only reached the Guiyi realm.
In time, when he sets foot in the cave world, how powerful will his Taoism be?
What if he embarks on the path of becoming an immortal?
Thinking about it, it’s hard not to be shocked!
outside world.
Under the sky, after Su Yi's voice came out, the scene became strangely quiet for a moment.
The wise dead souls looked at each other, but no one was in a hurry to stand up.
Who can't see that Su Yi is at his peak at this moment?
However, there are also dead souls who are eager to try.
"Huayang Fairy Mountain, Sword Xiu Liangguan, I am willing to have a showdown with fellow Taoists!"
Soon, a tall and thin man in white robes stood up and immediately attracted the attention of the whole audience.
He has broad shoulders and narrow waist, narrow eyes, and holds a long green knife in his palm. There are strands of Taoism on his body that rise and fall like the tide, and his breath is as solid as iron.
"This person is not ordinary."
Qingshi Jianxian review.
Huayang Fairy Mountain is the first of the seven great sword sects in ancient times, and there have been many outstanding swordsmen in the sect!
This deceased spirit named Liang Guan was roughly as strong as Qin Hongyu during his lifetime.
But this person's strength is obviously better than Qin Hongyu's.
This can be seen from the breath on his body.
"Perhaps this is the opponent that Fellow Daoist Su expected to meet."
The sword monk whispers.
While we were talking, the battle had already begun.
Liang Guan stepped into the sky, drew his sword and struck out.
His skill with the sword can be described as "as fast as fire, as domineering as thunder", and his sword power reaches the heaven and the earth.
When he took action, the sky and the earth were filled with bright sword lights, like overwhelming mountains and roaring waves of an angry sea.
Just looking at it from a distance makes one's skin tingle, and one's mind feels like it is being cut by a knife.
But in the end, Liang Guan was defeated.
It's not that he is not strong enough, but that Su Yi's strength has already changed significantly after experiencing the first two battles.
He also swallowed a lotus seed from the nine-color lotus pod, which made his cultivation level soar, and he was only one step away from entering the late stage of the Guiyi Realm.
Therefore, in a fighting battle, even if it is a head-on fight, as time goes by, Su Yi gradually
Steady on the upper hand.
Finally, less than half a quarter of an hour into the battle, Su Yi came with a sword from the east and sent Liang Guan and his men flying with their swords, and suffered serious injuries.
"It's a pity that my Dao body is gone, otherwise, this battle would not have been lost so quickly."
Liang Guan sighed.
He took out a bronze box and placed it in front of Jiakong Temple.
Su Yi said calmly: "You are a dead soul without a Tao body, and I am the king of the Guiyi Realm who has never set foot on the road to immortality. Why should I say it regretfully?"
Liang Guan was startled, nodded, stood up and bowed his hands in greeting: "I've been taught."
He turned around and walked out of the field.
Su Yi took a long breath.
In this battle, he also paid a heavy price. He suffered many shocking stab wounds on his body. His clothes were stained with blood, especially on his back. A bloody stab wound was so deep that his bones were visible, and his body was almost split open.
But Su Yi didn't care at all.
Such fierce fighting was so rare that he had not encountered it for a long time. Even the strongest wine in the world could not compare with the joyful and satisfying feeling he felt in the battle at this moment.
He could clearly feel that every inch of his body seemed to be surging with fierce fire, and every thought was stimulated by fighting spirit, producing incomparable desire.
What is sword cultivation?
Fight against heaven and earth with the sword in your hand, never ending!
"Next."
Su Yi opened his mouth, and the three soft words sounded clearly in the ears of everyone present.
The atmosphere is dull.
Until now, Su Yi has won three games in a row!
This made those watching the battle stunned, as if they were looking at a miracle.
It also brought great pressure to the dead souls present!
"Fellow Daoist Su, do you dare to challenge me to a showdown with the power of your soul?"
Suddenly, the old man in black robe standing on the white jade elephant spoke.
He was filled with demonic aura, like a peerless demon god.
Some of the dead showed mocking looks, and being able to make such an unreasonable request shows how shameless this old guy is.
"Old guy, even if you are a dead spirit, you are still in the Ascension Realm. How can you be so shameless?"
Monk Kongzhao's voice sounded like a trumpet, full of sarcasm.
"I have been cultivating the way of the soul since I was alive. Now I am just making a suggestion, and I have never said that I have to ask Fellow Daoist Su to agree."
The old man in black robe spoke calmly, not minding the mocking looks from around him at all.
Su Yi looked the old man in black robe up and down and said: "If you compete with the power of the soul, I'm afraid you will lose faster."
The whole audience was stunned.
The black-robed old man's nickname was "Hua Yin Zhenren", he was proficient in the secret arts of the soul, and he was also one of the top figures among these dead souls.
After all, the dead are all souls, and the most fearful thing is to fight against a character like Hua Yin who is proficient in the secret arts of souls.
But now, Su Yi seems not to be afraid at all!
"you sure?"
The old man in black robe, Huayin Zhenren, looked strange.
Su Yi said: "Try?"
Master Hua Yin laughed, glanced around, and said, "Everyone has seen that it was Su Daoyou who took the initiative to choose to fight with the power of the soul, and it was not the old man who deliberately bullied the weak."
He looked very happy and proud, with a smile on his face.
This made everyone silent. Su Yi agreed, what else could they say?
"Fellow Daoist Su, you're welcome."
Master Huayin's voice was still echoing, but his figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air.
laugh!
In an instant, countless Huayin Masters appeared out of thin air and violently attacked Su Yi from all directions. They were so densely packed that they covered the sky and the sun.
Many dead souls changed their expressions and took in a breath of cold air.
Thousands of incarnations!
This is an extremely weird divine soul secret method. Every shadow is a divine soul.
Once the clone is used, it will be like thousands of Huayin masters doing it at the same time.
Even if the strength of those soul clones is far inferior to Hua Yin's main soul, they are still enough to deal a fatal blow to the opponent.
Su Yi stood where he was and didn't move.
Since he said he would compete with the soul power, he would not break his promise.
boom!
His sea of consciousness roared, turning into a huge sword whirlpool.
Seeing this, Master Huayin couldn't help but laugh up to the sky, and rushed directly into the sword whirlpool with his countless soul clones.
Boom!
The sword whirlpool rotated and wiped out a large area of Hua Yin's soul clone, but in the end it could not withstand all of it.
Master Huayin went all out and directly entered Su Yi's sea of consciousness!
"this……"
Everyone was shocked.
Some dead souls even had their eyes twinkling, ready to move.
Everyone can see that Master Huayin has entered Su Yi's sea of consciousness, and this means that Su Yi may be killed by Master Huayin at any time!
"How could this happen?"
Many spectators were shocked, how could the spectator be so careless?
Qingshi Sword Immortal and Jiakong Sword Monk both felt caught off guard, and their expressions also changed.
Just when the two were about to come to rescue,
"ah--!"
A shrill scream pierced the sky.
Everyone was shocked.
Then I saw the figure of Master Huayin, staggering out from Su Yi's body, holding his head in his hands, screaming, looking like he was in pain.
His figure was twitching like an epileptic.
Everyone was horrified and shocked by this sudden scene.
"Are you convinced?"
Su Yi asked with a smile.
At the beginning, Lord Blood Lantern Buddha also broke into his sea of consciousness, but was completely suppressed.
And this Hua Yin master, after rushing into his sea of consciousness, ended up being easily suppressed like the Blood Lantern Buddha, and was almost blown to pieces by the breath of the Nine Hell Sword.
"Clothes!"
Master Huayin screamed in a trembling voice, his face full of fear.
"I told you before that if you compete with the power of the soul, you will only lose faster."
Su Yi said, "Leave the spoils and retreat."
Master Huayin quickly took out a storage bracelet, then left the scene immediately and sat on the white jade elephant to heal his injuries.
He was so seriously injured that his soul and body were about to crack. It was too miserable to look at.
This scene also shocked everyone present. They could not imagine what kind of encounter Hua Yin had just experienced to lose so miserably.
For a moment, the eyes of those dead souls looking at Su Yi changed again.
Sword Immortal Qing Shi and Sword Monk Jiukong both breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other, feeling somewhat self-deprecating.
Even they couldn't see the mystery behind it, and they were so frightened that they really shouldn't have.
"Who else?"
Monk Kong Zhao was full of pride, his eyes scanning the whole place.
Su Yi won four games in a row, which made him feel very excited and proud.
Of course, more importantly, we also harvested a batch of rich and attractive trophies, all of which are feather-level treasures and are of immeasurable value!
The atmosphere was dull and depressing.
Only Monk Kongzhao's words "Who else" echoed in everyone's ears.
The expressions of those deceased souls were all uncertain, and their eyes were subconsciously looking at the same place.
There is a golden sword energy rainbow at that place.
A group of feathered monks stood on it.
"Since no one wants to challenge, let me do it."
Sensing everyone's gaze, the leader, a middle-aged Taoist, spoke and stepped into the field.
He was dressed in feathers, wearing a Taoist crown on his head, and his tall figure was surrounded by a rain of flying immortal light.
As soon as he appeared on the stage, he became the center of attention.