The Most Powerful Emperor System in History

Lu Feng's expression changed slightly, and he said in a low voice, "It turned out to be a soul martial art!"

Even if he has reached the peak of the emperor in the realm of the soul, he is shaky under this soul suction, as if anyone could fall into the abyss.

"Lu...Lu Feng, I...my soul seems to be broken."

Xiaomeng, who was behind him, was even more difficult to resist in the face of this terrifying soul suction, and his face turned pale in an instant.

She was already injured, but her injuries were aggravated in an instant.

"Congeal!"

Lu Feng snorted lowly, his hands formed seals, and a soul mysterious text quickly condensed and landed on Xiaomeng.

Xuanwen added, a special soul wave appeared around Xiaomeng's body, blocking this soul suction for her.

Xiaomeng's complexion also improved a lot, but it was still pale.

The two traumas to her soul aggravated the injury in her body.

"Xuanwen can block this suction for you for a while. If you don't move for the time being, you will be fine."

"Just leave the matter here to me," Lu Feng said.

"You...you be careful." Xiaomeng whispered.

Lu Feng nodded, turned to look at the vortex of soul in the void, and smiled coldly: "I thought you were the true saint, but now it seems that you have nothing to do with it."

If Lu Feng had some fears about this so-called Holy Venerable before, now he has no fears at all.

The reason is very simple, if this person really has the strength of the Holy Venerable, just one of his own Xuanwen can't stop the suction of his soul martial arts.

But now, he is just a soul Xuanwen, and he has blocked the soul damage of his soul martial arts to Xiaomeng.

This alone is enough to make Lu Feng sure that this person and Xiaomeng said the same, although the realm of soul is still in the Holy Venerable, but the real power of the soul will definitely not exceed the middle stage of the Half-Saint!

Or, the power of the Soul Martial Arts displayed cannot be blocked by a Xuanwen.

"go!"

With a low voice, Lu Feng mentally controlled the Nine Thunder Soul Destroying Profound Formation in the sky, and quickly shot a few lightning bolts that hit the soul vortex in the sky.

"Bang bang bang!"

The lightning struck Xuanwen, causing a loud noise, and at the same time making the soul vortex tremble several times.

"Jie Jie, good boy, this formation is indeed powerful, but if you want to crush my soul swallowing, your strength is not enough!"

"boom!"

As soon as his voice fell, the huge soul fluctuations dispersed, and the power of the soul vortex suddenly increased, and the lightning that hit it could no longer make it tremble.

"It's far from over."

"Give it to me!"

The Holy Venerable in the dark shouted loudly, and the soul vortex in the sky suddenly changed, becoming a huge mouth, and when the mouth opened, it directly swallowed the lightning that hit.

"Hahaha, little guy, do you know the gap between you and the Holy Venerable now?" The Holy Venerable laughed.

"Your methods are not over, and my methods are not over either."

Lu Feng stared at the vortex of soul that turned into a huge mouth. With a move of his hands, he controlled the Nine Thunder Soul Destroying Profound Formation in the sky to shoot lightning again.

The first few lightning bolts did not change the attack of the Holy Venerable.

but……

The seventy-eighth lightning, the seventy-ninth lightning, the eightyth lightning...

Finally, the eighty-first lightning bolt!

"Crack!"

A lightning that was several times larger than all the previous lightning suddenly condensed in the air, and the dark clouds in the sky were instantly absorbed in the lightning.

"boom!"

The lightning gathered enough power to hit the Holy Spirit's soul attack.

"boom!"

In a loud noise, the Holy Venerable's soul attack trembled instantly, and it was quickly covered with cracks.

"Humph!"

The Holy Venerable in the dark groaned even more. Hearing this voice, he was injured.

If the power of this lightning was a little bigger, it would definitely be able to shatter the attack of this saint.

But now it's a little bit worse.

Just when this saint's soul attack was about to collapse,

The power of the lightning has been consumed to the extreme and disappeared.

"Little guy, this deity has to say, you are indeed not simple, you have such strength at the age of twenty, and the level of the array mage is not low."

"Just this formation alone, the level must have reached the top grade of heaven, but unfortunately, you are only a formation mage after all, even if you are proficient in Xuanwen, you are still only a formation mage, not a mysterious formation master!"

The voice of the Holy Venerable came from the air, saying: "If you are a mysterious formation master, you are not proficient in these simplified Xuanwen, but the original Xuanwen, even if I have to shy away, even bow my head."

"But, unfortunately, you are not. So, it's time to hand over your body."

"go!"

Under the control of the Holy Venerable, the huge mouth formed by the soul martial art in the sky opened, and it was about to bite down on Lu Feng.

"Original Xuanwen? If you want to see it, then I will let you see it."

The corner of Lu Feng's mouth curled into a smile, and his hands quickly formed a seal.

"soul!"

"Congeal!"

"Buzz!"

There was a buzzing sound in the void, and a black mysterious text suddenly condensed in front of Lu Feng.

"boom!"

When this Xuanwen first appeared, a terrifying soul-suppressing force was instantly generated, pressing on the Saint Venerable who was hiding in the void.

"boom!"

There was a sound on the ground, and it was the Holy Venerable who was pressed by this soul-suppressing force to reveal his true colors.

An illusory soul body looks like a middle-aged person, but looking at that illusory appearance, it is already on the verge of dissipating.

But now, his soul trembled uncontrollably, staring at the mysterious text in the sky, and said in horror: "This... This is the original mysterious text - soul!"

"You... how could you really start Xuanwen? Isn't this already wiped out by that group of people? You... Who are you?"

As expected of the Holy Venerable, his knowledge is different from that of ordinary warriors, and he recognized Lu Feng's initial Xuanwen at a glance.

"That group of people?"

Lu Feng frowned slightly, he knew that the first group of profound formation masters who were proficient in the initial Xuanwen had disappeared inexplicably.

Any ancient book records that they disappeared inexplicably.

But there is no record of how it disappeared.

Staring at the saint's soul, Lu Feng asked, "Who are those people you speak of?"

"No, impossible, you can't be them, no, absolutely impossible, impossible!"

But this saint seemed to be crazy, repeating the impossible, and then suddenly turned around and ran.

"Want to run?"

Lu Feng's eyes narrowed, and with a finger, he controlled the initial Xuanwen of the word "soul" to press down.

"boom!"

The power of the word 'soul' once again overwhelmed the Holy Venerable's soul to the ground.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for killing a semi-sacred peak warrior and gaining 550 million experience points."

The system's prompt sound appeared in Lu Feng's mind.

"Uh, is this dead?"

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