Chapter 2388 Defect (Two More)
"It's interesting!" Song Wuji originally wanted to chase the two girls and kill them immediately.
Now he sees everyone as a plate of food. The two women have pure aura and have never been contaminated by men. They are the best targets for devouring.
Devouring them can obtain the innate pure yin qi, which can be integrated into oneself, which will help the body to be more round and flawless, and this kind of innate pure yin qi is not available to all women, ordinary women do not have it at all.
And the two women are both of different species, and their innate pure yin aura really made him greedy. He wished he could swallow it in one gulp right now, and his eyes lit up when he thought of it.
Chu Li frowned and looked at Song Wuji. The purity and depth of Song Wuji's internal energy was beyond imagination. He never thought that he would meet such a tyrannical person.
If he hadn't practiced the Ksitigarbha Runner to a very deep level, and his body has been tempered by heaven, earth, treasures and various magical skills, he would not be able to bear it with one palm.
After looking at this palm, it is clear that the three of them have no chance at all, not even 10% chance of winning, not even half chance.
Chu Li often prides himself on the strength of his soul and strong spiritual power, but he has no advantage in front of Song Wuji. This Song Wuji's Soul Swallowing Art can definitely devour the soul, otherwise he would not be so strong.
Both internal strength and soul strength were crushed by him, and Chu Li really couldn't think of how to beat him.
When he thought this way, Song Wuji was staring at him.
"It's really interesting, it's amazing to be able to catch my palm!" Song Wuji shook his head with emotion, and nodded with a smile: "As expected of Chu Li, the one who walks with me!"
Chu Li's face was calm, and he said lightly: "Master Song Chi is really powerful."
"Of course I'm good, and you're not weak. If you practice for another thousand years, you might be able to reach my level." Song Wuji said with a smile.
Chu Li smiled.
Song Wuji said: "Chu Li, you are sensible now, I can let you go and leave now."
Chu Li still smiled, wondering if he should use the Heavenly Demon Sutra.
Even if it is to use the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique, it may not be able to win.
Song Wuji said: "Forget it, think about it carefully, I admire you for walking the path of a great god, and I gave you a little encouragement."
After he finished speaking, he disappeared in a flash, and appeared behind Fu Caiwei the next moment, with his palms already on her vest, and he was about to perform the Soul Swallowing Art.
Fu Caiwei didn't have time to dodge, he was too fast, but when he pressed his palm, it was empty, and a snow-white flower slowly bloomed in front of his eyes again.
"This move is okay for others, but for me..." Song Wuji shook his head and laughed, and slammed his palm into the void.
There seemed to be waves in the void, like ripples in the water of a lake.
Fu Caiwei suddenly appeared with a pale face, and watched Song Wuji's palm pressed against his tall chest, with a frightening smile on his face.
"Bang!" Chu Li's right palm suddenly appeared, almost touching her chest to block Song Wuji's palm, making a muffled sound.
Chu Li pushed her with his left palm: "Go!"
The body staggered back a few steps, one by one footprints removed the amazing palm force, the body's blood was surging and faintly wanted to vomit blood.
Song Wuji's palm strength is not only pure and domineering, but also has a strange devouring power, trying to devour and fuse all the internal energy in his body.
Chu Li needs the Ksitigarbha Runner Sutra to deal with him constantly, and if he can't suppress it, he can only outwit it, and make it leave his body through clever changes.
Every step back was a confrontation, and in the end he won the battle and was expelled from his body, just like a war, so the gap with Song Wuji was too big.
Chu Li took a deep breath, a blue light flashed in his eyes, and the Thunder Sword of Zhushen pierced out.
Song Wuji was about to hit Sui Miaozhu when he suddenly felt something strange, his eyes narrowed slightly and a dazzling light flashed across his eyes.
Chu Li's Dayuan Jingzhi contemplated what he saw, and he could see both the truth and the truth. He saw a sword light shot out from Song Wuji's brow, colliding with the Thunder Sword of Zhushen.
"Bang!" Song Wuji took a step back and looked at Chu Li in surprise.
Chu Li flew straight upside down.
His brow was in severe pain, and the void in his mind was oscillating endlessly. A small bright sword had penetrated into the void in his mind, stabbing at the big round mirror hanging in the void.
"Ommi..." The sound of chanting sutras and chanting mantras resounded in the void, and lotus flowers that radiated light blocked Xueliang's little sword and were smashed by Xueliang's little sword.
But the colors of the lotus flowers are different, and the power is also different. When one is broken, another one is broken, and the continuous and endless, the speed of the little sword suddenly slows down.
The void is full of lotus flowers, filling and blocking, as if trying to squeeze the small sword.
The little sword was indeed squeezed, these radiant lotus flowers seemed illusory, but in fact they were no different from the real ones, and more powerful than the real ones.
The little sword's luster gradually dimmed, its speed became slower and slower, and it kept shrinking, from the size of a palm to the size of a finger, then to the size of an embroidery needle, and finally disappeared.
Thinking is like electricity, these changes are all empty in the mind, seemingly long, but in fact it is only a blink of an eye.
Seeing Chu Li being knocked into the air, Song Wuji thought to himself that no one could match his mental strength, if it wasn't for using too much it would cause future troubles, so he solved it directly.
The Soul Swallowing Jue does have a shortcoming, and all the swallowing exercises have this shortcoming, that is, the trouble of swallowing the spirit is endless.
The devoured energy and inner strength can be refined with the Demon Refining Technique, but the spirit is difficult. He has the method of counter-refining, which can turn the spirit into the soul and enhance the power of his own soul.
But this is an extremely difficult and dangerous road, and one will die directly if one is not careful, so it is rarely used.
What's more terrible is that after devouring the spirit of the opponent, the spirit is often more difficult to refine than the internal force, and even becomes stronger later on.
What's more terrible is that these unruly forces seem to have a sense of mind, and they actively gather together, condensing into one body and turning into a monster.
The more spiritual power he devoured, the stronger this monster became, as if it could snatch food from his mouth and strengthen itself.
Therefore, he can't use his spiritual power easily, otherwise he will be taken advantage of. This is also the defect of swallowing the soul. It is inevitable to create a new mind. can't do it.
Seeing Chu Li flying backwards, Song Wuji snorted and appeared in front of Fu Caiwei in a flash.
Fu Caiwei sneered, and the light around her was shining brighter and brighter. Not only did she not avoid Song Wuji's palm, but she took the initiative to meet it.
Song Wuji frowned, seeing that Fu Caiwei had used the method of burning jade and stone together, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Fu Caiwei snorted, and flew out with blood spitting out of her mouth.
Although her method of burning jade and stone together is wonderful and powerful, it can't get close to Song Wuji.
After Song Wuji saw it through, he directly used a mental attack, piercing Fu Caiwei with snow-white swords.
Fu Caiwei can only cast a dream in the epiphyllum, turning it into a beautiful and amazing epiphyllum, turning reality into fiction to weaken Song Wuji's mental attack.
But Song Wuji saw that she was determined to die and wanted to pull him in, and in anger, he wanted to kill her first, not to mention that she still had an innate pure yin spirit.
"Bang bang bang bang..." One after another muffled sounds came from in front of Fu Caiwei, as if they came from the void, but there was no palm force intersecting.
This is the confrontation between the spiritual swords of Chu Li and Song Wuji. Chu Li endured the violent shock of the void in his mind, mobilized the power of the runner tower, condensed into a thunder sword that killed the gods and shot it out.
But the emptiness in his mind was getting stronger and stronger, and he gradually couldn't hold it anymore. Standing not far from Fu Caiwei, blood was gushing from his mouth and nose, which looked extremely scary.