Chapter 537: Artistic Conception and Divine Power
Ji Luo knew that this remnant soul was terrifying, so he used his great supernatural power to identify the blade by dislocation.
This is the magical power of divine consciousness. The divine consciousness simulates the blade edge of spatial dislocation and tears apart everything that exists.
Ji Luo is a veteran and knows that the most effective way to deal with residual souls is to use spiritual power.
Ding Huan saw clearly that the remnant soul figure obviously did not notice that there was such a strong man hiding here and launching a sneak attack beside the protective formation.
In just a moment, it was torn into pieces by the misaligned blade edges.
Then the illusory shadow became fainter and fainter.
Ding Huan's evening drum did not stop.
Boom boom boom!
The sounds of drums continued to fill the space.
The originally lonely and desolate space now has a desolate twilight.
In such a desolate twilight, the drum sounds have an added rhythm of despair.
This desperate aura of Tao instantly filled the entire space.
The sound of Tao mixed with the sound of drums, lingering endlessly.
The new soul is buried at dusk and the drum is drumming, I am living in the world with my head covered with snow. Look, the dusk is falling, and the drum is rolling!
The extremely faint shadow finally stopped and then trembled slightly, as if the drum sound hit the softest part in the deepest part of his soul.
Or maybe the drum sound reminded him of the past.
Even Ji Luo, who was about to continue taking action from a distance, was affected by the Soul Burying Power of the Dusk Drum and stood still.
Anyone who has ever had flesh and blood, who has ever had emotions, cannot remain unaffected by this state of mind and magical powers.
Although Ji Luo is strong, his strength is only one tenth of what it was now. He is simply unable to stop the rhythm of the dusk drum that strikes the deepest part of people's hearts.
When Ding Huan saw that Ji Luo didn't take any action, he knew that he could not rely on this old guy.
His reincarnation spear turned into a curtain of guns, crossing the distance of space in just an instant and wrapping up the faint shadow.
The murderous aura of death finally awakened the residual soul that was immersed in the dusk drum.
But it's too late at this moment.
"boom!"
The spear tore the shadow of the remnant soul into countless pieces.
These fragments quickly dissipated under the violent Taixu flames.
A faint, almost invisible Dao rhythm quickly tore through Ding Huan's immortal trap array, and then broke through Ding Huan's first-level divine trap array.
He was eventually stopped by the Soul-Locking Formation set up by Ji Luo.
Ding Huan caught up in time, and the Samsara Spear fused with the Taixu Flame once again bombarded the almost non-existent soul.
"Stop it..." The soul thought turned into three inaudible bytes and fell into Ding Huan's ears.
It's impossible to stop.
Not to mention that he was in the gray sea, because this remnant soul finally burned his own body and soul and destroyed those thoughts. How could he stop now?
Ding Huan never wanted to experience that kind of pain again in his life.
Click!
All souls turned into nothingness and disappeared without a trace under this shot.
Ding Huan felt relieved, finally killing this remnant soul.
He looked down at the bloody hole in his chest, which had not yet healed.
Not only that, there was also a bloody hole on his neck, which had not been repaired either.
The Dao rhythm was still flowing in the wound, but Ding Huan was not worried. With his recovery ability, he would be able to fully recover in a day at most.
Ji Luo flew over with the Heaven and Earth Scale and said with a sigh, "I never thought that you are at the peak of the Immortal Body. Not only that, you also have such a terrifying artistic conception ability. Is that the Dusk Drum?"
"That's right." Ding Huan's voice was a little unclear because there was a bloody hole in his neck.
"Do you know what is the most correct thing you did just now?" Ji Luo said again.
Ding Huan hesitated for a moment: "Didn't I follow this guy when he was running away?"
That was indeed the case just now. If he had chased after the remnant soul as it escaped, he would probably be close to death now.
After he was seriously injured, Ji Luo was definitely no match for the remnant soul.
Ding Huan even suspected that Ji Luo was bragging to him. He was a saint? Where could there be such a rookie saint?
Since he met this guy, there are only two things about him that make him feel okay.
The first is that this guy’s restriction level is really good, and the restrictions he sets out are no different from natural restrictions.
The second is that this guy has a book called Three Thousand Great Daos.
"No."
Ji Luo replied: "The most correct thing you did was that you did not hesitate or hold back in the last shot, otherwise the other party would have escaped.
When the other party said "Stop", if you thought you had locked him up and wanted to force him to tell you something, he would have already broken through the boundary and left."
When he said this, Ji Luo felt a little ashamed.
He should have taken action at that time, instead of letting Ding Huan continue to take action. What embarrassed him was that he was actually lost in Ding Huan's Dusk Drum magical power for three full breaths.
There was no way he would reveal such an embarrassing thing.
"Why?" Ding Huan was puzzled.
He actually had ten thousand reasons to keep this remnant soul.
After all, he and this remnant soul were too deeply involved, so he had reason to keep the other party and then ask about the specific reasons and circumstances.
However, he vaguely felt that this was not a good thing, so he did not hesitate at all when he fired the shot just now.
“He is performing a top-level magical power, which can penetrate into all divine formations in the form of soul thoughts.
It can even be said that if it weren’t for your state of mind ability that prevented him from completely waking up from it, he would have succeeded.”
Ji Luo's tone was solemn.
Ding Huan believed Ji Luo's words.
Ding Huan didn’t know what Ji Luo’s other abilities were, especially when it came to supernatural powers.
Ding Huan believed that no one else knew more than this guy.
With three thousand great ways, what magical power does he not know?
He must also study these three thousand avenues carefully.
"Did you just use the poison law?" Ji Luo remembered what happened just now and asked again.
He could feel that Ding Huan's poisonous principles were not aimed at him.
Ding Huan sighed, "This guy is too strong. My poisonous Dao rules are useless to him. Fortunately, this guy was affected by the artistic conception magical power."
This was the first time that Ding Huan's tarsal bone attack didn't work, and it didn't even have any effect on the opponent.
Ji Luo shook his head: "Your artistic conception ability is very terrifying. The reason why this remnant soul was affected by the artistic conception ability is probably related to his own experience.
Otherwise, your artistic conception and magical power might not be able to affect him. Fortunately, I finally killed this guy, otherwise I would not be able to sleep. "
Ding Huan looked at Ji Luo apologetically: "We only killed a trace of his residual soul. I don't know if he has other residual souls."
Ji Luo chuckled: "I believe he has no other remaining souls."
"Why? He still has a few thoughts..." Ding Huan asked in confusion.
"Does this guy still have any thoughts of Taoism?" Ji Luo frowned again.
"Yes, there should be five. I killed one, so there are four left." Ding Huan did not hide it from Ji Luo.
"It seems that this guy was planning to merge his remaining soul with his Dao thoughts and then come out again. But he didn't expect to offend you and beat him back to his original form..."
Ji Luo murmured.
He was well aware of such matters. As soon as Ding Huan said it, he knew that the Tao thoughts left by the remnant soul would come with a chosen physical body and then merge with the remnant soul.
He was quite shocked that Ding Huan could kill the thoughts of this remnant soul before his death. It was not so easy to kill.
"By the way, brother, you just said that there won't be a second remnant soul. What does that mean?" Ding Huan asked.
Ji Luo hesitated for a moment and said, "I am not sure now. Maybe there is a second or even a third residual soul. This kind of demon god is the most terrifying.
I say this because of this tree."
Ji Luo pointed at the ancient cypress tree that was blasted into pieces by Ding Huan.
"This ancient cypress tree?" Ding Huan was even more puzzled.
Ji Luo chuckled: "Ancient cypress? Do you think this is ancient cypress?"
"Is not it?"
"I'm telling you, this is an ancient species, the Soul-Nourishing Demonic Root. This kind of thing, even if there are only a few residual souls, this tree can slowly raise the residual souls.
Now you know why this remnant soul cannot leave here, because once he leaves, all his previous efforts will be wasted.
We can only wait for that fellow with the Dao Thought to come over, so that he can completely acquire a physical body and get rid of this evil root."
Hearing Ji Luo's words, Ding Huan secretly sighed, ignorance is really terrible.
"You can't control this evil root, so let me take it away." Ji Luo said this without caring whether Ding Huan agreed or not, and he started to set up the formation flags one after another.
In just a blink of an eye, all the parts of the ancient cypress that had not been blown up were swept away by him.
Just now, Ding Huan's Taixu flame was too fierce and burned most of the soul-nourishing demon root.
Ding Huan didn't care. He waited until Ji Luo had taken away all the Soul-Nourishing Demon Roots before saying, "Brother Ji, we still have something important to do."
"What's the matter?" After killing this remnant soul, Ji Luo no longer cared about anything else.
“It’s still related to this remnant soul. The reason why I was in a hurry to come back is because I knew that his thoughts were merged by a guy.
I estimate that this guy will appear here soon and merge with the residual soul in this soul-nourishing magic root.
I can't let this happen, I have to kill him, and now we are halfway there."
After hearing that it was related to this remnant soul, Ji Luo became cautious.
"What are you going to do?"
Ding Huan pointed to the location of the remains of the ancient cypress tree and said, "When the time comes, we will simulate an ancient cypress tree here, and then we will wait here for the opportunity."
"You want me to turn into this remnant soul, and then you can do it on the side, right?" Ji Luo looked at Ding Huan with contempt.
Ding Huan was not embarrassed at all: "You are a spirit, it is just right for you to become a residual soul."
"Okay, I agree. As for the ancient cypress tree, I'll find a way." Ji Luo didn't waste any words.
He was also afraid of this remnant soul. Since the guy who had merged the remnant soul's thoughts during his lifetime came here, he had to be even more cautious.
"Okay, I have some personal matters to take care of here. As long as this guy comes, I will be here as soon as possible."
Ding Huan decided to ask Qu Yi and also inquire about his disciples.