Chapter 913: Corpse, Transformation
The mysterious middle-aged man who suddenly appeared was Hun Wuji.
To be more precise, it was after devouring the two ghost clan soul kings, Hun Qian and Hun Yuan, that his soul power reached the unprecedentedly powerful Hun Wuji.
Last time in Dragon Soul Prison, Lu Yun relied on his sword power to destroy Hun Wuji's host, Xiao Wuhai. However, Hun Wuji escaped by relying on a powerful left arm of a divine corpse.
Hun Wuji escaped into Kunlun, selected a new host, and found Hun Qian and Hun Yuan.
At that time, Hun Qian and Hun Yuan had completely controlled the Wan Du Sect, and Lu Kou was just a dog they raised.
Hun Wuji relied on the left arm of the divine corpse and the fact that he had devoured Hun Changsheng. His soul power had already surpassed the other two soul kings, so his ambition grew and he devoured the other two as well.
Today, Hun Wuji's soul power has surpassed the king level and reached the quasi-emperor level, which is extremely powerful.
"Do you know?"
Seeing the two of them greeting each other like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many days, several old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage looked at Lu Yun in surprise.
Lu Yun shook his head, not daring to let down his guard, and said in a serious tone: "We've fought before, but we're not familiar with each other."
"In that case, why don't we join forces and kill him." said the old dean of Yunshan Academy.
"I'm afraid we are no match for it." Lu Yun said pessimistically.
"Not an opponent..."
Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and they took a deep breath and said, "Senior Zhang San, the powerful sword will you just condensed can't kill him?"
Lu Yun shook his head and said nothing.
The sword intent he just saw was not something he condensed himself, but was clearly stolen from somewhere else and had been used up.
Even if it had not been used up, even if Lu Yun could still display that kind of sword intent, it would be impossible to destroy Hun Wuji's divine corpse arm.
and.
Lu Yun was most worried about...
Just now when Hun Wuji recognized me, he said that I was a step late. Does that mean that it already has the ability to resurrect the divine corpse?
If this is true, it would definitely be a huge disaster.
When everyone saw Lu Yun shaking his head, they all felt their bodies chilled, but no matter what, they had to give it a try, otherwise they would not be willing to give up.
So several old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage looked at each other, and actually attacked Hun Wuji tacitly.
"You lowly human ant, you're looking for death!"
Hun Wuji smiled contemptuously, and a ball of black mist suddenly condensed in front of him. It was a soul power differentiated from it.
Soul skill, cross shadow kill!
The black fog condensed into a cross shape and instantly pierced through the eyebrows of several Yuanying stage monsters.
There were no wounds on the foreheads of the several Yuanying stage monsters, but strangely, they all fell down from mid-air, without any breath.
Because soul skills target their souls.
Thump thump!
Seeing several Yuanying stage seniors fall to the ground, their bodies no longer moving, everyone around them stared with their eyes wide open.
Fear instantly swept through my body.
With just one sentence, he instantly killed several Yuanying stage cultivators...
Even though these Nascent Soul Stage cultivators were restricted by Taoism and unable to use the power of Infant Fire, they were, after all, seniors who had once reached the Nascent Soul Stage!
And he died just like that?
Died in the blink of an eye?
What kind of monster is this middle-aged man from the Wandu Sect? !
And why does that black fog make us feel so soul-stirring the moment it appears?
Is that the soul?
Could it be that the middle-aged man is in the Spirit Transformation Stage?
For a moment, endless panic spread in everyone's hearts, and they dared not breathe too loudly.
Even the old senior who was once in the Nascent Soul stage was so vulnerable in front of that person. If he wanted to kill us, wouldn’t it be easy?
Everyone felt their head buzzing, with ten thousand doubts, ten thousand shocks, and ten thousand fears.
Lu Qing'e frowned and thought, as if she remembered something. Her expression became more and more terrified, and she said sharply: "No, that's not the soul. The soul is invisible. That's soul power. It's not a human at all, but a ghost clan!"
Lu Qing'e had a wide range of interests and had read many obscure ancient books at Yunshan Academy, which was why she was so knowledgeable.
Among them, the characteristics of the ghost clan were recorded in ancient books. Seeing this scene today just triggered her memory.
Ghost clan?
Most of the native Kunlun practitioners have never heard of this thing, but it is obvious that this is an outlier.
No wonder it just said, lowly human ants.
The invasion of alien races will bring about a catastrophic disaster to mankind!
Moreover, this alien race is different from the totem beasts of those totem families. The alien beasts at least have an animal shape and are animals that have achieved spiritual cultivation.
But look at this ghost clan, their shapes are so strange and make people feel uncomfortable. What the hell are they?
What made everyone even more sad and angry was that the remnants of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect actually served as dogs for the alien race and had lost even the basic dignity of the human race.
Of course, this is just an idea that arises when they find it difficult to accept the invasion of foreign races. After they soon witness the horror of the Ghost Clan, they will find that being a dog is pretty good.
As long as the dog's life is saved, dignity doesn't matter.
Lu Yun had a solemn expression. Hun Wuji was indeed much stronger than before. He only needed to differentiate out a soul power to instantly kill several Yuanying stage monsters.
He even disdained to use the left arm of the divine corpse.
but……
Lu Yun's eyes turned cold, and he decisively condensed a long sword of spiritual fire and slashed at the black mist-like soul power.
He remembered that Soul Changsheng had said that spiritual fire was the nemesis of the Ghost Clan, and that last time in the Dragon Soul Prison, it had indeed forced Hun Wuji back.
The scorching light burst out, instantly dispelling a lot of the haze in everyone's hearts, and they all looked towards the spiritual fire sword.
The black fog retreated rapidly as expected.
Everyone was overjoyed when they saw this, thinking that Lu Yun could restrain the ghost clan. However, they soon heard a cold snort: "Hmph, King Tianyan, I suffered a loss from your spiritual fire last time. Do you really think I am unprepared?"
Hun Wuji was always paying attention to Lu Yun. The moment he released the spiritual fire, he absorbed the separated soul power back into his body.
immediately.
His figure shot out, with a white light flashing on his left hand, obviously preparing to use the power of the left arm of the divine corpse.
"Look at how I swallow your spiritual fire, corpse, and transform!"