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Chapter 403 The source of psychic energy! [Please vote and subscribe](1/3)

Chapter 404 The source of psychic energy! [Please vote and subscribe]

This feeling...

Back.

Wang Jixuan suddenly wanted to cry.

My previous self was so weak and so real. Even if I came back from scratch, in such a short period of time, I even took the time to fall in love, experience the world of mortals, and know that I am the third person.

In this life, I don’t know where I will go in my second life...

Many distracting thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant.

Wang Jixuan seemed to have returned to Qingping Mountain in Wangxian Valley, climbing to the Crossing Immortal Platform step by step, facing the vast and boundless power of Heaven.

Compared with Tianwei, what do these clowns have to fear?

Why should I get angry for some dying people?

Wang Jixuan suddenly smiled.

At this moment, all eyes here were looking at him. Wang Jixuan knew that he only had one stick of incense and he had to use this power to do more things.

So, without any fancy, no fuss, and without any nonsense, he raised his hand and grabbed it in the distance.

The old man holding the black mist weapon felt his eyes blurred, and he couldn't tell whether the space was squeezing backwards or whether he was flying forward. In an instant, he was in front of Wang Jixuan and put his neck into the opponent's hands.

The old man's eyes were astonished, and his core circuit was fully activated.

but;

Snap!

There was a crisp sound, and the old man's lips kept trembling.

Broken!

His core circuit was suddenly broken!

It was like a sugar-coated piece that had been gently pinched, without any toughness at all, and it exploded directly inside his body. The sharp pain that penetrated into his soul made the old man want to scream out, but his voice had not yet come out.

The neck has been squeezed flat, the soul has been pulled out, and placed in front of a pair of cold and indifferent eyes.

Search for souls.

Memories emerge, stored deep in my heart without looking at them.

Wang Jixuan crushed his soul into pieces and glanced everywhere.

Suddenly a spear fell from above, but it was Obsidian who struck out for the second time with a gloomy face.

This spear should be some kind of magic weapon. At this moment, it was enlarged again and expanded to thousands of meters in length, with the power of space locking.

However, Wang Jixuan didn't even look at it. He just followed his own rhythm and raised his sword fingers together, swiping left and right.

Two dull sword energies surged out;

Four heads were thrown upward.

The light sword energy instantly expanded after cutting off the head, and turned into hundreds of thousands of meters long!

Wherever the sword energy passed, dust fell to the ground, the clouds dissipated, and clarity returned to the world.

The spear fell, and Wang Jixuan raised his head and looked at Obsidian, as if he pointed a finger at random.

Above, Obsidian's eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes were bloodshot. He lowered his head and spat out blood, then turned around and ran away without saying a word.

Wang Jixuan smiled and shook his head.

That finger has been pointed at the tip of the spear, and the speed of the spear has disappeared strangely;

Wang Jixuan's figure cannot be said to be weak in front of this spear. It can only be said that it is like a candle in the wind or a withered grass in the mountain fire, but it still stands firm.

Cracks cracked from the inside out, opening up everywhere on the spear. As the fingers of the royal sword pushed forward gently, it instantly shattered into powder and slid downwards.

The blood on the spear...

Taoist Wang lightly clicked his tongue, a little blood of demons was of little use.

So he refined it casually to avoid harming the remaining living beings in this world.

The black flare has escaped the atmosphere.

Wang Jixuan raised his hand and threw out a burst of sword energy, and his figure suddenly disappeared in a flash.

Qingping's demon-killing sword!

Obsidian, who thought he was safe, suddenly felt a cold feeling in his chest. From his chest, his body split into two. There was no pain, only weakness, and the spiritual energy in his body quickly escaped.

"Ah...ah..."

"Aren't you laughing?"

Wang Jixuan's voice suddenly sounded.

Obsidian suddenly raised his head and saw Wang Jixuan's figure standing in the deep space.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking proud and unruly yet pure and indifferent.

Obsidian's nose was trembling, and he suddenly grinned: "You used all your trump cards."

"This is your clone, right?"

Wang Jixuan said with a smile and said slowly:

"The core circuit in your body feels a bit frivolous, like a large insole stuffed into a small shoe. I guess this should be the core circuit you plundered and created as a spiritual practitioner.

"But your souls should be related to each other."

After saying this, Wang Jixuan raised his hand to lead.

Blood poured down from Obsidian's upper body like rain, but a ray of soul was caught in Wang Jixuan's hand.

"Pindao really has a talent for cultivating demons."

As he muttered like this, Wang Dao's long fingers slid rapidly, and this ray of Obsidian's soul had been carved with dense spells.

Wang Jixuan flicked his finger, and Obsidian's soul let out a heart-breaking scream. The talisman on his body ignited with black flames. His soul was instantly refined into a talisman, and burned completely at an extremely fast speed.

An obscure rhythm rushed into space and disappeared into thin air.

Along with this weird rhythm, there was Wang Jixuan's voice:

"I will give you a demon seed that will bear the pain of heart-gnawing for thousands of years. If you appear in front of me a hundred thousand miles away, I will destroy your soul."

Then, Wang Jixuan raised his hand and took out the Soul Capture Talisman. Some of the fragmented soul memories were included in the Soul Capture Talisman.

He looked up and down at Obsidian's corpse, took away the core circuit inside it, and took away his inheritance slate.

There should be some good things in here.

Wang Jixuan calculated the time.

He was very calm now, neither sad nor happy, and had no time to explain anything to Emina and Nildamon.

In previous fights, the two of them had always stood up. Although Nildathamon was a traditional spiritual practitioner and a 'slave master' who enslaved ordinary humans, Wang Jixuan didn't care about it.

If you show favor, you should return the favor.

The figure of the Taoist priest flashed twice. Emina and Nilda were taken away by him and locked in two bubbles. They heard a chant, closed their eyes and sat cross-legged. Wang Jixuan rushed towards them.

The tide of blade beasts in the distance.

And Sabina...

"Sweep the floor, you wallflower, and hand over the seized materials together. If you dare to embezzle, you will not be spared!"

Wang Jixuan's voice kept ringing in Sabina's ears.

She suddenly came to her senses as if from a nightmare, standing blankly on the edge of the place where the 'battle' had just occurred, her forehead covered with cold sweat.

What did she see just now?

All the spiritual practitioners were easily killed;

The mysterious Obsidian had no resistance and was cut into two pieces by the opponent's raised hand;

Is this still the main combat power of the star domain’s overlord civilization?

Sabina just wanted to be quiet now, but a powerful psychic reaction erupted in the distance, a giant sword rose into the sky, and a mountain was split open by the giant sword.

No, what kind of mountain is that there?

It's Pillar Blademon... Pillar Blademon wrapped in countless Blade Beasts!

Was split open by a sword!

Countless resentful souls exploded, but before these resentful souls could form black clouds, a golden Buddha was formed out of thin air, and the sound of chanting sutras enveloped half of the planet.

The giant sword appeared thousands of miles away in a flash, slashing down, slashing again, and slashing again...

The golden Buddha began to flutter rapidly, crossing the ground and passing over the heads of those unaware humans, causing the resentful souls accumulated in the pillar blade beasts to turn into streams of light and rush into the sky.

It didn't even last a few minutes.
To be continued...
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