Chapter 1272: Mirror flower water moon

"This is the Qianhun Taoist's famous technique, Thousand Soul Technique? Twenty years ago, with this technique, he defeated many masters, and the scenery is boundless."
"Compared to twenty years ago, the Thousand Soul Skill of the Humans of the Thousand Souls Dao is clearly accomplished. I am afraid that if a general master enters it, he will have to bleed instantly."
Many masters talked, and their eyes were full of solemnity.
"The Thousand Soul Daoist’s Thousand Soul Skill is not a normal method of refining the soul. The souls he uses are the souls of ancient martial masters. These souls are inherently stronger than ordinary people’s Soul Demon by a hundred times, plus the Thousand Soul Skill. With the blessing of, there is absolutely no one in the realm of the Grandmaster that can hurt the Taoist Thousand Souls. I am afraid that even if Zhang Longhu is holding the Dragon Tiger sword, it is impossible to kill him."
Taoist Changxu frowned and said with an ugly face.
Many masters' expressions changed when they heard this, and a look of horror flashed in their eyes.
This black mist is extremely oppressive to their masters, and even if they are far away, one can feel the evil aura on these resentful spirits.
Although these resentful spirits alone are insignificant to them, but with so many resentful spirits gathered together, even if they are, their scalp numb.
They originally thought that this was the special feature of the Thousand Soul Art, but they didn't expect that the resentful spirit refined by the Thousand Soul Taoist was actually an ancient martial artist during his lifetime.
It is not easy to collect the souls of so many ancient martial artists.
The thought of hundreds of ancient martial arts masters besieging them together makes many masters feel numb.
No wonder the Taoist Thousand Souls have the confidence to set foot in Huaxia. With this Thousand Soul Skill alone, this great Huaxia, except for the ancestors and heads of various major sects personally besie him, otherwise the Taoist Qianshun will not be a little dangerous.
"Ye Chen, it took me 20 years to complete my thousand soul skills. Half of these resentful spirits are condensed from innate souls. When my thousands of resentful spirits come out, even the master will have to Concession, this is the old man's method to move abroad."
The Taoist Thousand Souls looked at Ye Chen and shouted: "My feelings of devouring my body from thousands of ghosts are not uncomfortable, Ye Chen, I will be able to catch it with my hands, and give me the Fei Xian Guo and Hua Shuyue with a mirror. I can give you a good time."
"Outside the evil spirits, it is really for everyone to practice such a vicious exercise."
A chill flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he said with a sharp expression.
"It seems that you are not ready to cooperate."
Taoist Thousand Souls said with an indifferent expression: "Then don't blame me for not being affectionate."
As soon as the voice fell, a cloud of black mist directly enveloped Ye Chen, the black mist rolled, and then the resentful spirits rushed towards Ye Chen from the black mist.
Ye Chen frowned, holding the mirror Hua Shuiyue volleyed, and suddenly a long sword aura rose to the sky, directly slashing the black mist around him and even the resentful spirits.
"Sure enough."
A glint flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.
His vitality is full of extremely strong vitality, and he is the nemesis of these resentful spirits.
Even if the realm of the Taoist Thousand Souls is higher than him, there will still be a certain restraint effect.
"What kind of qi is this? It can cut my thousand souls zhenqi."
The face of the Taoist Thousand Souls changed, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Since the Thousand Soul Skill was achieved, the Taoist Thousand Soul had never encountered such a thing, and there was someone who was able to restrain his practice.
Although Ye Chen still can't break his Thousand Soul Skill, once Ye Chen's strength reaches close to him, I am afraid that Taoist Thousand Soul will not be Ye Chen's opponent.
"This son must never stay."
A touch of evil spirit appeared on the face of Taoist Thousand Souls, and with a thought, the black mist around Ye Chen closed in a blink of an eye, and then the resentful spirits rushed towards Ye Chen.
Ye Chen waved a sword aura while moving towards the Taoist Thousand Souls, leaning on the dream bubble.
But this group of black mist didn't seem to be big, but Ye Chen flickered many times, and he didn't rush out of the black mist, and he couldn't even find the position of Taoist Thousand Souls.
"Ye Chen, give up the resistance, and enter me in the black mist, even those respectable masters, it is impossible to escape."
Jie Jie’s laughter drifted in the black fog, and he smiled sternly: "When you die, I will extract your soul as the ninth master-level grievance among thousands of resentful spirits. Ling, at that time, the power of my Thousand Soul Skill should be raised to a large level."
"I want to kill it, but it's not that easy. I didn't want to use this third trick. It seems that I have to use it."
Ye Chen squinted his eyes, and the Yuan Li in his body surged towards the mirror flower, a dazzling light suddenly rose from the black mist.
"King Hua Shui Yue!"
Ye Chen's low murmur floated in the black fog, and under a strange force, everything around him stopped.
The black mist seemed to freeze, and the resentful spirits were frozen in place, like statues.
"this is……"
Taoist Thousand Souls suddenly felt a strong sense of life and death, and even he felt that his whole body seemed to be frozen.
Ye Chen opened his eyes suddenly, his body was full of strong aura, and then the long sword in his hand slowly slashed forward.
With a bang, it sounded like the sound of glass breaking, and the space around Ye Chen seemed to be broken instantly.
Then the black mist around Ye Chen was directly smashed by Ye Chen's sword, and countless resentful spirits roared miserably, and then directly evaporated.
In an instant, the hundreds of meters of space around Ye Chen was completely empty, and countless resentful spirits were directly wiped out.
Taoist Thousand Souls turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his body was extremely wilting, and he looked at Ye Chen with horror.
"This is what a sword move, it is so terrifying."
Taoist Thousand Souls said with an ugly face.
"The sword is as famous as the sword, and the name is: Jinghuashuiyue."
Ye Chen took a deep breath, his face was extremely pale, and said softly.
The power of this mirror image far exceeded Ye Chen's expectations, but the amount of power needed was far beyond Ye Chen's expectations.
With the vitality in his body, he can barely spur this trick, and the power is only half of it.
But despite this, it still caused strong damage to the Taoist Thousand Souls.
Ye Chen had broken most of this thousand soul skills.
Ye Chen had never thought of this power before.
It is worthy of a famous sword comparable to a spiritual weapon, making Ye Chen even more looking forward to what it looks like when it fully demonstrates the power of the essence of water and moon.
But what made Ye Chen regretful, this move did not kill the Taoist Thousand Souls.
"Jinghua Shuiyue, what an Oriental Excalibur."
Taoist Thousand Souls took a deep breath, and a look of jealousy flashed in his eyes: "The old man almost lost in the hands of a sword."