At the same time, Ling Xiao's two weapon souls - the Bloodthirsty Sword Soul and the God-killing Sword Soul, under his precise control, were like two invisible lightning bolts, stabbing Zhang Qi's vital points silently.
, with the desire for life and the ultimate pursuit of power.
However, at the moment when this fatal blow was about to take effect, an indescribable tenacity and calmness burst out from Zhang Qi's body, forming an invisible barrier.
The barrier seemed to be condensed from the vitality of heaven and earth, and seemed to be the embodiment of his own will. It firmly caught Ling Xiao's blow with all his strength without any wavering.
It's a pity that this blow, which condensed all Ling Xiao's hope and efforts, failed to break through Zhang Qi's seemingly ordinary but impenetrable defense. A trace of disbelief flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, and then he was overcome by a deep sense of frustration.
replace.
He knew very well that as a true master of the Ningzhen Realm, Zhang Qi's depth of realm and strength were far beyond comparison with any of his previous opponents.
Zhang Qi not only possesses the Ningzhen Body, which is a magical physique that integrates the vitality of heaven and earth into itself, making both body and soul reach an otherworldly state;
He also mastered the spirit of Ningzhen, which is a profound artistic conception that can penetrate the laws of heaven and earth and guide the vitality for one's own use;
More importantly, he possesses the true source of condensation, which is a powerful force that originates from the depths of the soul and can drive all things and reverse the world. Its power is definitely beyond the reach of the previous Hun Wuxu.
Ling Xiao recalled the difficulty of fighting Hun Wuxu, and couldn't help feeling bitter in his heart.
At that time, even if he tried his best, it was extremely difficult to break through Hun Wuxu's equally powerful defense, and the Zhang Qi in front of him was undoubtedly on another level.
At this moment, Ling Xiao felt unprecedented pressure and challenges, but he also understood that this was an indispensable part of his spiritual practice and the only way to a higher realm.
But there is an insurmountable essential difference between Zhang Qi and Hun Wuxu, that is, they belong to completely different races - Zhang Qi is from the human race, while Hun Wuxu is from the soul race.
This difference is not only reflected in their bloodline and appearance, but also profoundly affects their strength composition and fighting methods.
Although Hun Wuxu is far inferior to Zhang Qi in terms of overall strength, in the field of soul power, he possesses talents and attainments that are beyond ordinary people.
His soul power is as deep as an abyss and as violent as a storm. Even a strong man like Ling Xiao has to be careful when fighting against him. Only by pitting soul power against soul power can he barely gain the upper hand.
As for Ling Xiao, he knew this very well. In the confrontation with Hun Wuxu, he cleverly used his understanding and mastery of soul power to resolve the opponent's attacks time and time again, and finally won.
Therefore, when he faced Zhang Qi, who was stronger but whose soul power was far inferior to that of Hun Wuxu, he did not feel much fear or uneasiness in his heart. Instead, he was full of confidence and determination.
After all, Ling Xiao could succeed against Hun Wuxu with his soul power, let alone face Zhang Qi whose soul power was far inferior to Hun Wuxu's, so it would be easier to win.
Therefore, when the attack was blocked and the sword could not penetrate Zhang Qi's defense, Ling Xiao released the powerful demon will without hesitation. This will was like a torrent from ancient times, carrying endless pressure and destruction.
The power surged into the depths of Zhang Qi's soul.
boom!
At this moment, Zhang Qi seemed to be hit hard by an invisible giant hammer, his soul trembled, his face instantly turned as white as paper, and his body was like a kite with its string broken, retreating uncontrollably, completely withdrawing.
After walking several hundred meters away, he barely managed to stabilize his body.
His expression was twisted and ugly, and his eyes were full of disbelief and pain.
He's not dead!
Although his body was crumbling and there were bursts of pain deep in his soul, Zhang Qi still stood tenaciously. However, an indescribable sense of frustration arose in his heart. He felt that he had been defeated and completely bullied.
Xiao was defeated.
This feeling was like being pressed by a boulder on his chest, making him suffocated and aggrieved. He, Zhang Qi, had always been known for his bravery and had never lowered his head in front of any opponent. Even in the face of Ling Xiao's sudden increase in combat power,
He never had the slightest fear.
However, this soul attack was like an invisible shackle, tightly binding his soul, leaving him unable to resist and forced to retreat.
In terms of soul power, he indeed lost to Ling Xiao. At this moment, his head seemed to explode, the pain was unbearable, and his whole consciousness became blurred. He tried hard to hold the weapon in his hand, but found that
My fingers have lost their strength, and even the most basic grip has become extremely difficult.
Fear and despair began to spread in his heart. He knew that if he continued to stay there and his soul was attacked several times by Ling Xiao, he might really die here. When he thought of this, there was a surge in his heart.
He was terrified after the formation, as if the sickle of death was already hanging on his neck.
At this frightening moment, a scream suddenly came from the battlefield. Zhang Qi suddenly raised his head and followed the sound, only to see Ling Xiao turning around at some point, and the long sword in his hand flashed across like lightning, instantly killing a saint.
The sword knight was killed by his horse.
The screams of the Holy Sword Knight were like the wails of hell, making everyone present feel nervous. And Ling Xiao's ruthless figure was like a ruthless killing machine, making people fearful.
After Ling Xiao was released, his whole person seemed to be completely transformed, and his strength was more than a hundred times stronger than before.
He is surrounded by unique domineering and coercive power, making the Holy Sword Knight, who was originally on par with him, now in his eyes, as small and vulnerable as an ant.
Ling Xiao's eyes shone with a cold light, and he seemed to have seen the dawn of victory. What's more, he also had the powerful help of his own body.
In the Tyrant Universe formed, the outer body has also been increased to an unprecedented extent, and its power is terrifying enough to make any opponent feel scared.
At this moment, the voice of the three chief priests suddenly sounded, with a hint of impatience and contempt: "Zhang Qi, you loser, this thing is for you, it can block the soul attack, go and kill him."
After saying this, the three chief priests tossed it casually, and a jade pendant with a faint light fell steadily into Zhang Qi's hand.
That jade pendant is a treasure carefully prepared by the three chief priests, specially used to absorb soul power. It can effectively weaken or even completely absorb the enemy's soul attacks, providing the wearer with strong protection.
Zhang Qi took the jade pendant, a hint of surprise and determination flashed in his eyes.
He quickly put the jade pendant on his body and felt the coolness coming from the jade pendant, as if his soul had become tougher.