1895: C1895 soul attack

C1895 soul attack

"Since you want to die, then ? I shall do as you wish! "0

Seeing that Long Bufan actually dared to reject and use his spear to provoke him, the black robed dead leader's eyes darkened. As he spoke, a sinister killing intent slowly condensed on his cold and pale face.

When this killing intent filled the entire area around dead race's body, he suddenly took a step forward, and instantly, the cold air surged, causing the temperature of the entire area to plummet. Then, it turned into a wave of cold air, quickly gushing towards Long Bufan who was below.

"This is ?" Soul attack?! "

Long Bufan's heart suddenly felt a chill, while being shocked, he sunk his consciousness deep into his Sky Spirit Point's Sea, the three Destiny Soul Symbol's energy immediately erupted, transforming into a gust of dense spirit energy wave that rushed out of his body, then congealed into a thick layer of defense above his head.

"Creak ?!"

The moment that layer of spirit energy defense was formed, a sharp and ear-piercing sound was suddenly heard in Long Bufan's mind, allowing him to quickly capture the trajectory of the attack.

Although the soul attack was invisible and intangible, and could not be seen with the naked eye, Long Bufan's powerful spirit sense could clearly sense, that a thin sword formed from dark gray spirit energy, with an extremely cold killing intent, aimed at the top of his head, and strangely exploded outwards.

Although this thin sword formed from spirit power could not cause much harm to a warrior's tough body, it was very destructive to a warrior's soul. If the soul was pierced, it would probably be destroyed on the spot, and even the primordial spirit would lose all consciousness.

A broken soul body was just like a walking corpse. In the end, it could only be slaughtered by others!

This was the terrifying aspect of soul attacks. Therefore, many teams of races that came from other planes would try their best to avoid these strange and sinister fellows when they encountered dead race in the plane of the Graveyard of Gods.

"Long Bufan has been locked on!"

And just at this moment, the expressions of Lao Sa and the others from the Disciples of the Divine Hall s turned grave, because they had also felt the fluctuation of this soul attack, and the locked onto aura, was precisely Long Bufan.

Swoosh swoosh!

The slender spirit energy sword released by the dead leader had an astonishing attack speed. However, when it came into contact with the spirit energy defense layer above Long Bufan's head, its speed was obviously obstructed, and it became slower by a bit. As for the defensive layer, it was like a layer of soft mud, and was still being pierced through bit by bit.

It was not difficult to see that Long Bufan's spirit energy was undoubtedly not inferior to that dead leader's.

Of course, Long Bufan did not hope for his spiritual energy defense to be able to withstand it. His true intention was to take advantage of this slow block to instantly teleport away with a flash.

Hiss!

The dark gray thin sword made of spirit energy, with a cold chill, pierced through the afterimage left behind by Long Bufan's teleportation and directly landed on the ground.

"Oh? He actually dodged it. "

His gaze was gloomy as he stared at Long Bufan, and then smiled and ridiculed: "I never thought that the Demon race would also cultivate spirit energy, it's a pity that your cultivation is too low, and can't block a single strike from me."

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