The Ancestor of Body Repair

"The eyes are fused to the eyebrows, and that old man of refining virtual is taking his soul!"

Lu Kun, who was inside Chen Yang's body, watched this scene in shock. The change in the opponent's eyes suddenly reminded him of the battle in the space channel.

At that time, the pseudo-transformation gods had such a mutation, which was a precursor to being refined and controlled by the star soul clan.

At that time, his main body was in the space channel, and he couldn't stop it in the face of this situation. Now he is only a blood clone, and he can't do anything at all. He can only watch the scene in front of him.

As the inaudible voice of the old man fell, the pair of eyes on his face had already merged between the eyebrows, turning into a single eye with a vertical pupil the size of a thumb.

This eyeball is filled with an incomparably cold breath. Although it does not turn, it contains a gaze that treats everyone like an ant.

At this moment, all the sword cultivators around stopped talking at some point. They lowered their heads, gritted their teeth one by one, and heard a harsh grinding sound from their mouths, and their bodies trembled violently, as if they were enduring some pain. .

The vertical pupil between the eyebrows of the old man Jianxiu didn't seem to care about the reactions of the people around him.

The flesh on the face was twisted, as if torn by an invisible force, and the wrinkled skin gradually formed a swirling line around the one-eyed bead.

At this time, the old man's dantian lit up with a bright golden light, and he could vaguely see a one-foot Nascent Soul.

The next moment, the Nascent Soul burst open with a bang, turning into starlights, converging on the old man's head.

Afterwards, the starlight formed by the disintegration of these Nascent Souls merged into the vertical eye and one eye that reached the center of the Tianling Gai.

"Om..."

As soon as the two merged, the eyeballs faced the sky, shooting out a hazy blue starlight column, and an elongated face of an old man was vaguely visible in the starlight.

The phantoms of blurred faces are filled with pride, excitement, and overwhelming satisfaction.

While the old man's spirit was separated from the body, the surrounding Jianxiu still bowed his head and trembled, and the Jianxiu named Chen Yang, who was possessed by Lu Kun's blood clone, trembled the most.

Lu Kun could clearly sense that the muscles in this Jianxiu's body were tensed to the extreme, as if he was trying his best to suppress his emotions with the help of the tightness of his physical nerves.

"Senior Brother!! Don't leave us!"

Suddenly, a trembling young Jianxiu cried out, as if unable to bear the grief in his heart.

His body no longer trembled, and he stretched out his arms forward, trying to hug the body of the old man in front of him, and raised his lowered head.

But this sword cultivator's eyes fused together between his brows at some point, and also turned into a single eye.

"boom……"

The Nascent Soul in his dantian collapsed and turned into a little starlight rushing towards the top of his head. Just like the old man, from the eyeballs on the top of the Tianling Gai, a blue beam of light was lasing toward the sky, and a young face full of grief was vaguely visible.

"Brother Fei! No!"

"Damn Star Soul Race, I..."

Beside the young Jianxiu, a slender female cultivator couldn't restrain her emotions at the moment, she let out a bitter cry, and she looked up at the sky, as if she wanted to do something.

But halfway through her words, her eyes full of hatred quickly merged into a single eye, the Nascent Soul within her body collapsed, and a starlight mixed with the phantom of a woman's face full of hatred followed the previous starlight lasing away.

"what……"

"Do not!"

As if a chain reaction had started, another five sword cultivators couldn't bear it anymore, roaring with grief, anger, and hatred, the Nascent Soul shattered, and the soul was swept out.

Nine pillars of starlight wrapped around the phantoms of human faces rushed towards the sky one after another, hitting the thick clouds shrouded in the sky.

"Boom..."

These clouds seemed to be affected by some kind of influence, trembling violently, and suddenly became much thinner.

After that cloud, there was no bright sunlight, and no bright moonlight in the starry sky, only a huge shadow fell.

Chen Yang lowered his head, looking at the dark shadows on the ground, his body trembled more and more intensely...

This bloodline clone of Lu Kun couldn't see the scene above, but Xiaofeng, the Xingyuan beast possessed by his other bloodline clone, stopped in mid-air at this time, looking up at the high-altitude cloud that exposed the gap.

"That is……"

I saw an incomparably huge giant body, squatting on the clouds, its body was human-shaped, with gray skin, and many places were engraved with dense runes.

The head is bare, and there is only a huge eyeball inlaid in the center of the face, which exudes faint blue starlight, and there is a dark blue gemstone of similar size on the chest.

And behind the body that looked like a hill, there were two pairs of giant wings in the shape of a gray halo, emitting a dizzying aura.

Nine relatively small pillars of starlight passed through the thin cloud and mist, and sank into the big eyeball one by one, creating ripples of starlight.

Then the clouds and mist below began to thicken again, covering the giant body like a god, and the world returned to calm again...

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"This is……"

"The old fellow of the Star Soul Clan..."

Lu Kun whispered in his heart.

There is no doubt that the giant body just now is the refining existence of the Star Soul Clan.

When fighting in the space channel, the opponent's eyeballs occupy the exit of the space crack, and he speculates that the opponent's body is huge beyond imagination.

But when he saw his complete body, Lu Kun still felt deeply shocked.

According to what he knew about the Star Soul Clan, the body that the old guy manifested was obviously the Soul Body of the Star Soul Clan, and the soul body of the late God Transformation Stage of Xingfeng was no more than the size of an ordinary person. The body is nearly a hundred feet tall!

"puff……"

"puff……"

At this moment, the only eight sword cultivators left in the Sword Tomb Valley spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, their bodies slumped to the ground one by one, looking at everything in front of them with ashen faces.

The old man, and the other eight swordsmen whose souls were extracted, stood quietly on the ground.

The head skin of these dead human races was all wrinkled into a vortex, and a hole appeared in the Tianling cover in the center of the vortex, and dark red blood gurgled outwards, slowly dyeing the long sword on the ground red.

Lu Kun watched this scene silently, recalling everything that had just happened in his mind.

"The vitality is turbulent, and the mind is in a magical realm... This old man is using the will of the kendo around him to forcibly comprehend the power of will."

As the top powerhouse in the lower realm, he understood what this old sword cultivator was doing.

The other party is trying to comprehend the will of God Transformation! And what he comprehended was some kind of extreme emotion that was in line with his own soul.

The last level of this kind of will comprehension is the mind magic realm.

Although Hong Yuntian realized the unyielding will with the help of the reincarnation of the One Yuan Sect, at the end of the realization, he still experienced the illusion of the mind.

Lu Kun heard Hong Yuntian mention that a cultivator who can comprehend emotional will has a very strong heart, and there is almost no risk in the level of inner demons, but this old man sinks into it, indicating that the scenes shown in the illusion of inner demons are the biggest in his heart. obsession.

"The human race stands on the top of the spiritual world..."

"Eternal Falling Heart Demon..."

"The obsession of this old sword cultivator is the human race..."

The old man's words echoed in Lu Kun's heart, and he felt an indescribable pain.

"According to Brother Hong, the inner demons who understand the will are not strong. In addition to the conversations between these sword cultivators, it shows that the old monster of refining virtual has strengthened the inner demons in some way."

"The strength of the old sword cultivator is only at the peak of the late Nascent Soul. If the old monster wants to extract the soul, it can be said that it is easy, but he strengthens the inner demon, and only extracts the soul at the moment when the old man fails to realize his will."

"The other dead sword cultivators were extracted from their souls when their emotional fluctuations reached their peak, while the living sword cultivators controlled their emotional fluctuations at that time."

"Spirit...emotion..."

"What this old guy needs is a soul with extreme emotions! He trapped my human cultivator in the kingdom of God, forcing the generation of extreme emotions, so as to absorb the soul."

"Damn, this kingdom of God is a cage for captive humans!"

Lu Kun suppressed the anger in his heart, and through Chen Yang's retina, he looked at the high sky that was once again shrouded in dark clouds, as if he could see the huge figure behind the clouds...