Chapter 1425: Soul Mirror Art

The first four twenty five chapters of the soul mirror technique
Hearing the loud shouts in the distance, Xiao Fan didn't hesitate in his hands. The Shura sword trembled and the sword aura swished, flooding the void.
This sword energy may not hurt the soul, but the soul race is a very special group. They are neither a soul body nor a pure physical body, but they are located in the middle of the two.
The process of the soul race becoming stronger is also a process of metamorphosis. Their soul power will become more and more pure, and eventually they will completely condense into the body of the soul.
When they became the body of the soul, they also broke through to the God of War realm.
The reason why the soul race is called a natural race is not that they can break through the God of War realm at will, but the process of their transformation, which is much easier than other races.
"Ah~ don't kill me."
"Elder Nine, save me!"
"Elder Nine, kill him soon!"
As Xiao Fan's sword aura raged, all the soul race cultivators screamed. They didn't expect that Xiao Fan would dare to kill them.
If they understood Xiao Fan's personality, they might not think so. Xiao Fan would not be afraid of someone behind them when he killed them.
These people, from the moment they killed Xiao Fan, were doomed to their own end. Unless someone could really kill Xiao Fan in seconds, no one could save them.
"Presumptuous!" An angry voice came from a distance. It was the Ninth Elder of the Soul Clan who came here. She didn't expect Xiao Fan to dare to kill under her nose.
However, Xiao Fan didn't even look at her straightly until the few people finally turned into countless spirit power and filled the air.
The soul race cultivator who came with the Ninth Elder not far away looked at Xiao Fan angrily, but what surprised them was that the Ninth Elder had no intention to act.
"The body of the soul? You escaped from the ancestral land?" The Ninth Elder stared at Xiao Fan, his face was not very good, and a thick murderous intent flashed deep in his eyes.
A Ruo Ruo Wu momentum rushed towards Xiao Fan, she wanted to test Xiao Fan's strength.
"Ancestral Land?" Xiao Fan was a little inexplicable, but his heart was slightly shaken. Could there be a soul body like him here?
"You can't escape death by pretending to be stupid? The patriarch has ordered that all soul bodies that escape from the ancestral land will be killed without mercy!" The tone of the nine elders suddenly became cold.
Her soul power test just now, probably able to detect Xiao Fan's strength, is only the soul power of the peak of the Battle Saint Realm, as long as it is not the soul body of the War God Realm, she is fearless.
"It's a killing without mercy. Originally, the Lord of the Palace hadn't planned to take your life, as for now..." Xiao Fan's eyes were extremely cold.
The little witch was deceived into the tomb of the soul race ancestors. He was still holding a sigh of anger. Now the Ninth Elders still want to kill him, how can Xiao Fan not be angry?
Before he finished his words, Xiao Fan disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the Ninth Elder, and the Shura Sword exploded with sharp sharp light, and rushed straight into the Ninth Elder's chest.
How could the Ninth Elder think that Xiao Fan would kill him without greeting, and Xiao Fan's strength completely surpassed his expectations, at least, this speed is not what it can match.
However, the nine elders, as one of the most powerful figures of the soul race, reacted extremely quickly, appeared behind him, and then kicked on a nearby soul race cultivator.
"Nine~" The soul race cultivator screamed in horror, and a blood sword was inserted in his chest, and the vitality in his body was quickly lost.
"Even his own people are used as substitutes for dead ghosts, it seems that the soul elders are not good things!" Xiao Fan's tone was cold, and his words were full of irony.
The next moment, his eyes fell on the Asura sword, and he saw that the Asura sword was frantically extracting the blood and spiritual power of the soul race monk.
The Shura sword swallows blood Xiao Fan has long been accustomed to it, just because after the Shura sword is unblocked, ordinary blood will not be swallowed.
Perhaps the blood of the soul race was relatively pure, or because of the power of blood, the Asura sword was swallowed again.
However, what surprised Xiao Fan the most was that the Shura Sword was able to swallow the power of the soul, and just now he took a shot and also consumed a lot of the power of the soul.
However, for an instant, Xiao Fan felt that the power of his lost soul was filled up again. Does this mean that his soul power is endless?
When the others heard Xiao Fan's words, they also began to watch the Nine Elders with caution.
The Ninth Elder, as if nothing had happened, said: "Huh, it is his lifetime honor to return his soul to the ancestral tomb."
"Don't worry, this is your honor too!" Xiao Fan grinned.
In the past, because of Shen Huanhen, he had a good impression of the soul race monk, but now, Xiao Fan's impression of the soul race has fallen to a low point.
He made himself a substitute for the dead, and he was self-righteous. Xiao Fan was the most disgusting person.
When the voice fell, Xiao Fan once again killed the Nine Elders, as fast as running through thunder.
Elder Nine showed disdain this time, and saw that he suddenly waved his hand, and streamers suddenly shot from all directions, instantly blocking him.
With a bang, Xiao Fan's figure was shaken, and when he looked up, his eyes were full of shock.
In an instant, countless nine elders appeared in front of Xiao Fan's eyes, each of which was extremely real, looking at him with a sneer. As for the other cultivators of the Soul Race, they disappeared.
The surrounding environment did not change, but only Xiao Fan and the countless Ninth Elders remained in the world.
"Soul mirror technique?" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes and muttered in a low voice. He scanned the surroundings, but couldn't recognize which one was the Ninth Elder.
"You still know the art of the soul mirror, no wonder you can escape from the ancestral land." The ethereal voice of the Ninth Elder echoed in the heavens and the earth, not knowing which direction it came from.
"Die!"
In vain, countless nine elders shouted at the same time, culling Xiao Fan from all directions, and the breath radiating from everyone was the peak of the Battle Saint Realm.
This is the power of the soul mirror technique and one of the unique abilities of the soul race, just like Chu Fan's soul transformation technique.
The soul mirror technique can simulate countless selves through soul power, just like reflected by countless mirrors, and because it is the soul power, it is impossible to distinguish true from false.
Of course, this is not the reason why the Soul Mirror Technique is so powerful. The reason why she is so powerful is that within a short period of time, the countless selves who have performed the Soul Mirror Technique have the same strength as themselves, but this ability has certain Time limit.
In a sense, this is similar to the ability to split the soul, but there is no time limit for the ability to split the soul.
Xiao Fan's spirit power glanced around, and the nine elders had transformed himself into more than two thousand. In other words, he was facing over two thousand nine elders, that is, more than two thousand battle sacred realms. Peak powerhouse.
If it were others, it might have been scared to get down, but Xiao Fan was unusually calm, a trace of soul power permeated out, and more than two thousand figures were all branded in Xiao Fan's mind.
Comprehending the subtlety of swordsmanship, he felt very clear about his surroundings. Even though these people seemed to be no different on the surface, in Xiao Fan's eyes, it was nothing more than that.
More than two thousand figures rushed together, not to mention the war sage, it is estimated that the God of War was also frightened, but Xiao Fan closed his eyes tightly, still sensing the changes of each figure in detail.
He stepped on his sword steps and shuttled among the soul shadows of the Nine Elders. Although Xiao Fan didn't dare to resist, avoiding it was not a big problem.
After a short while, Xiao Fan's mouth curled up with an evil smile in vain, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly: "Found it!"