In the end of the world, I become an immortal alone.

Chapter 192 Fighting in the air!

The five ghost kings are respected above, and all the evil demons in the ten directions are killed.

Wang Jixuan swung the peach wood sword from within the soul-binding formation, and the sound of spring thunder burst out from the tip of his tongue. A flash of blood surrounded Wu Man's body and hit the young man's back.

Wu Man's soul was knocked out directly. At this moment, not only did his soul look a little faint, but there was also some black air lingering above his head.

Wang Jixuan used the peach wood sword as a guide, and a blank talisman floated up.

The Taoist priest bit his finger, and a drop of blood fell on the talisman, which then burned by itself.

The peach wood sword left sword marks in his hand, and the fire continued to flicker. A soul-fixing talisman shining with golden light condensed out of thin air and stuck to the top of Wu Man's soul.

"Decide! Return!"

Wang Jixuan shouted twice.

Wu Man's soul shrank back into his body, and the three silver needles trembled gently. Wu Man's soul and body seemed to be nailed directly together.

Then, Wang Jixuan began to use all his strength to activate the Soul Binding Formation.

This soul-binding formation is often used in conjunction with other evil methods. The soul and spirit of the 'victim' can be placed in the formation, and then by activating the formation, it is possible to bind the soul and spirit of the 'victim'.

If Wang Jixuan makes some minor modifications, he might be able to bring back Wu Man's soul.

Why not use fair means?

The righteous path really doesn't have this method.

Generally speaking, cultivators will cultivate their primordial soul. If the primordial soul is severely damaged, the soul will be scattered. Who would bother to think about finding a single soul?

If we consider extreme cases, such as evil cultivators using witchcraft to murder some young disciples who have just entered the sect...

Then a few elders from the sect could just go over and flatten the evil cultivator's hill with one sword, instead of going through so much trouble to look for him back.

——The biggest advantage of their orthodox sect is that their origin is pure and righteous, so few people go astray and most of them live long lives.

The formation was activated for about one or two minutes.

Wang Jixuan suddenly frowned.

He jumped back two meters, made a sword flower with the peach wood sword in his hand, and stared at Wu Man's head.

The three silver needles were shaking wildly and seemed to be about to fly out.

There is resistance!
In other words, someone on the other side was trying to suck away the remaining soul of Wu Man!

Once Wang Jixuan made a move, there was absolutely no reason to give up halfway. He shouted softly: "Peony! Shatter the crystal core!"

"Yes!"

Mudan, who had been prepared, made a gesture, and seven mechanical maids quickly rushed to the corner and put several portable hydraulic presses at the four corners of the formation.

Then, baskets of crystal cores were placed in a hydraulic press and crushed.

The field was filled with thick white fog, and the power of the formation increased suddenly!
Wang Jixuan felt that Wu Man’s soul seemed to be returning, but the force that was dragging Wu Man’s soul was still there.

"Don't stop! If there are not enough crystal cores, let them deliver them! Others, don't get close to here! Shen Qionglin is in control!"

Shen Qionglin, who was trying to understand all this in the corner, nodded coolly.

Mysterious symbols immediately flashed on her body, and she was ready to take action at any time.

...

at the same time.

In the circular hole of the Beast Speaker promotion ceremony.

The Beast Speaker covered his forehead in pain, and the symbols on the cave wall flashed at a high frequency.

An old man's face condensed on the thin film outside the mouthparts of the 'Blade Beast Priest'. This face was now extremely... twisted.

Yes, it's twisted.

This is a situation that it is completely unable to understand.

Does the psyker's ascension ceremony have this kind of reaction?

It is actually very old, so old that it has broken through the limits set for itself and evolved from a high-level Preacher Blade Beast to a sub-king-level Preacher Blade Beast, and then after a long time, it reached the level of a king-level Blade Beast.

In the entire blade beast clan, there are very few like it.

Therefore, it is a wise man and the controller of blade beast knowledge.

Special individuals like it are the main driving force behind the rebellion against spiritual civilization and their ultimate victory.

The current promotion ceremony, which was learned from the spiritual civilization, has actually been carried out many times, targeting the "primitive humans" scattered on different planets.

This is the first time such an accident has occurred.

The 'Blade Beast Priest' was a little worried.

The psychic in front of it, who is known as the Beast Speaker, can be of great use to it.

A gray shadow suddenly appeared on the Beast Speaker.

The figure slowly rose.

Out of body experience!

A black vortex appeared out of nowhere above, and blood seeped down from the vortex. The blood condensed into chains and surrounded the soul of the Beast Speaker.

The Beast Speaker is extremely vulnerable at this moment because he is undergoing a promotion ceremony!
'Blade Beast Priest' made a prompt decision!
It held the scepter inlaid with a king-level crystal core high in its hand, and the old man's face on the conjunctiva seemed to be roaring with its head raised.

The symbols everywhere stopped flashing, became constantly bright, and then the light became brighter!

The white light was like a pair of huge hands, pressing on the beast speaker and forcibly pushing the beast speaker back into the body.

soul?

The 'Blade Beast Priest' suddenly understood something.

There is a force trying to plunder the soul of the Beast Whisperer.

Although the 'Blade Beast Priest' did not know how this was done, he knew that spiritual practitioners had such technology.

Because the basis for the birth of the blade beast tribe is the "soul creation" experimental project of the spiritual civilization.

"You guys, don't even think about it!"

The scepter of the Blade Beast Priest fell heavily, and a bright light shone in the area. The Beast Speaker held his head and screamed. The powerful telekinesis turned into a blade and fired outwards, and the heads of several A-level psychics kneeling in the corner fell directly.

"Fuck! What's going on! Something has tied me up! I can't use any strength at all!"

"Don't make any noise!"

The 'Blade Beast Priest' was thinking rapidly, searching for a solution to this problem in his distant memories.

But it was soon discovered.

It had really never encountered such a situation before, and at this moment it was unable to directly destroy the gray vortex that still existed.

Let’s take a look at Fortress 76’s surface hangar.

...

In the surface hangar filled with white mist, Wang Jixuan frowned tightly, looking at the three silver needles above Wu Man's head vibrating again.

Good news, this guy’s soul has been found.

Bad news, the opponent is very strong. He has used so many methods, relying on the power of the soul-binding formation, the doubly rich spiritual energy, the soul-fixing method, and the secret medical method, but he is still unable to be shaken.

The beast whisperer?
Even though the strength of S-level psychics varies, the total amount of Chi in their bodies is astonishing. It is very likely that the Beast Speakers have already found a way to train their own souls.

"In this case, I should show my real ability!"

Wang Jixuan's figure slowly floated into the air.

The dragon python soul, which had been capturing the residual soul of the blade beast in the surrounding white mist, roared, rushed back to Wang Jixuan's body, and turned into a black dragon and swam slowly.

Although he is only at the Return to Void stage in the Dao Realm now, the strength of his Yuanhun is comparable to that of a cultivator in the middle stage of the Condensation Pill Realm.

The Yuanhun corresponds to the spiritual consciousness. The stronger the spiritual consciousness, the more powerful the spells and formations can be. The disadvantage is that the mana in the body often cannot keep up with the consumption.

Dragon python swallows the sky!

The black dragon flew behind Wang Jixuan and slammed into his spine. The shadow of a black dragon appeared behind Wang Jixuan.

His spiritual power rose briefly!

This temporary boost consumes the power of the residual souls of the blade beasts that have just been captured nearby, which is much more gentle than the Devil Luo Tiansha Jue, which requires human souls as nutrients. That is, the former is less effective than the latter.

But enough.

Wang Ji swept the black peach wood sword forward, and his body began to dance with the sword in mid-air, and the formation burst into a strong bloody light.

New array bases were added to the periphery of the large array, and more and more crystal cores were sent here by mechanical bodies.

Shen Qionglin pursed his lips and observed.

The red snake, which had received the message from Wang Jixuan, was now squatting on the other side, ready to move forward at any time.

The combination here is also quite strange.

A Taoist priest, an awakened psychic who figured out his own method, a sub-king-level blade beast with a human soul, and eight loyal wingman machines, one of which even had a spirit.

Then there was the cloned psyker lying in the improvised pool of blood.

The main character is about there being no normal person.

Suddenly, the space above the formation was slightly distorted, and a gray cloud emerged that seemed solid but actually had no shape. The gray cloud began to spin rapidly, and a human figure seemed to be about to fall out of the vortex inside it.

Wang Jixuan’s spiritual consciousness probed into it.

He saw it!

I saw a space that was upside down from here!

In the underground circular hole with a diameter of more than 20 meters, the beast speaker was lying on a pile of general-level blade beast crystal cores, and...

'Blade Beast Priest' King-level Preacher!
It's you!
Wang Jixuan instantly took out a mask to cover his face, drawing blood to conceal his own breath, and the peach wood sword in his hand spun rapidly.

On the other side of the vortex, the beast speaker's soul left his body again, and white lights flashed everywhere.

The scepter in the hands of the Blade Beast Priest kept trembling, and streams of white light turned into chains, trying to pull the soul of the Beast Speaker.

But it still lacks some abilities in the soul. The soul of the Beast Speaker is rising slowly and steadily.

Blood-colored chains stretched out from the blood pool into the whirlpool.

The surrounding spiritual energy is rapidly consumed;
In the simple blood pool converted from the nutrient warehouse, the emerald green blood of the blade beast was turning pink at a speed visible to the naked eye, which meant that its activity was dissipating.

“Red snake!” Wang Jixuan shouted softly, “Blood!”

The red snake, who had been warned by Wang Jixuan long ago, immediately moved forward and chopped the left mid-foot with its right blade. She squeezed out a little blood, and the nearly dark green blood flowed into the blood pool.

The blood-colored chains became more solid, and the power of the entire formation suddenly increased.

The beast speaker's soul suddenly rose a lot.

The beast speaker's soul was already two or three meters away from his body!
Wang Jixuan suddenly heard a roar, and a spiritual wave similar to the sound transmission came through the vortex, mixed with a harsh, old roar:
"Who are you! What are you going to do! Aren't you afraid of our revenge?"

"Humph!"

Wang Ji ignored the mysterious reasoning.

The blade beast wanted to kill him as soon as possible, so why should he say anything more? He just needed to accumulate strength and destroy the demon!
He became ruthless again, and it seemed as if the flesh wings of a dragon spread out behind him.

At this moment, the formation has been activated at almost full strength, and this is the limit of the formation spiritual power that Wang Jixuan can control at the moment.

But it doesn’t matter, Wang Jixuan still has a backup plan!
"Red Snake! Lend me your spiritual energy!"

"Roger that!"

The red snake responded with its inner voice, sitting cross-legged in front of Wang Jixuan and Wu Man in a strange sitting posture. The king-level crystal core in its body trembled slightly, and streams of pure spiritual energy rushed out and were sent in front of Wang Jixuan.

This is the additional effect of the red snake starting to practice the transformation method!

Wang Jixuan and the 'Blade Beast Priest' sensed and locked onto each other, and almost simultaneously chose to launch a powerful attack.

The Taoist raised the peach wood sword in his hand and pulled it hard!
The 'priest' used his four blade limbs, which had lost their sharpness, to hold down the scepter and struck it down fiercely!

Wu Man groaned in pain as he lay in the pool of blood, his muscles cramping.

The Beast Whisperer's body screamed directly on the altar, and his soul was stretched, flattened, and twisted!
Wang Jixuan's whole body trembled slightly, and large cracks appeared on the base of the Soul Binding Array;

The 'Blade Beast Priest' is more calm. Its power is very strong, but it lacks the means to stabilize its soul, so it has no place to use its power.

The beast speaker's soul was stretched into noodles, with a part of the head reaching the edge of the vortex.

Wang Jixuan became ruthless and today he would use all kinds of soul-controlling methods except burning the residual soul of the Mahayana!

The 'Blade Beast Priest' was enraged, but now it could no longer prevent the Beast Speaker's soul from being dragged into the vortex.

They were like playing tug of war.

The rope used for tug of war is the beast whisperer!
"what--"

The beast speaker's soul lets out a miserable cry!
The film outside the mouthparts of the 'Blade Beast Priest' faded away, revealing the eerie mouthparts. The densely packed teeth inside were constantly rotating, and a red light was shining in the center!

Buzz, bang!

A red beam of light hit the Beast Speaker's soul!
If it can't be kept, just destroy it!

There was silence on both sides for two seconds.

The Beast Speaker's soul was as motionless as a sculpture, and the red light quickly spread from the chest of his soul to the entire soul which was stretched into thin strips.

This red beam of light contains an extremely strong spiritual impact!
The beast speaker's soul suddenly exploded!

Two red shock waves burst out simultaneously in the underground circular hole and in the surface hangar of Fortress No. 76, which was more than a thousand miles apart!
Wang Jixuan was unable to dodge and was knocked away by the shock wave. He lowered his head and spat out blood.

Mudan and Shen Qionglin rushed over at the same time. Mudan was faster and caught Wang Jixuan's body first. She pressed the back of Wang Jixuan's head with her left hand and rolled backwards actively to relieve the impact.

Shen Qionglin raised his right hand and opened a green mental shield.

The Red Snake is in a terrible situation.

She fell backwards and let out a muffled sound, but fortunately the king-level crystal core was tough enough, and the red snake's soul returned to the crystal core in time and suffered no actual harm.

Wu Man was right on the central vertical line of the shock wave, but he didn't suffer any impact.

Eighteen formation bases fell at the same time, and the soul-binding formation dissipated.

The surrounding hydraulic presses also stopped working.

The white mist transformed from spiritual energy quickly dissipated, revealing the disastrous situation in the hangar.

Wang Jixuan jumped up from Mudan's arms, raised his hand and swallowed two blood pills. The dizziness caused by the huge consumption of Yuanhun power subsided for the most part.

At this moment, his expression was extremely solemn.

The three silver needles on Wu Man’s head were still there, and his two souls and seven spirits were stable. The means of solidifying his soul had not failed.

But above Wu Man’s body, where the red light had just exploded, almost one-tenth of the beast speaker’s soul had been blown apart…

A translucent sphere was suspended there.

The sphere continued to expand and shrink, and faces appeared on it. They were all similar to Wu Man, in different stages of youth, adulthood, and middle age.

Most of these faces were filled with fear, while some were expressionless.

Surprise, sadness, anger, joy, and nothingness can all be seen!

Except for Peony, other mechanical bodies cannot see this thing.

These faces opened their mouths almost at the same time, and complex voices appeared in everyone's hearts.

"Help me... help me..."

"I'm a clone. Should clones die? You bastards! I'm going to kill you! Kill all of you!"

"I'm not material, I'm a human being, I'm a human being!"

"Dad, don't you want me anymore, Director Dad?"

“Woohoo, hahahaha! It’s fake, all fake!”

"We are clones. The purpose of our existence is to become psykers through the infusion ritual, and then become materials... We are clones..."

"help me……"

In the corner, Shen Qionglin's body slowly floated up, ready for a big battle.