Chapter 3162

"Impossible! No matter how good the treasure or elixir is, there will be a process of restoring the power of the soul, but he instantly restored his power of the soul. This effect is by no means attainable by ordinary treasures or elixir! Besides, we haven't seen him take out any treasure or elixir." The handsome man with red hair said.

"That's right. I just felt it very clear that this boy's soul was indeed severely damaged, but it instantly recovered. While his soul power recovered, his divine power seemed to be slightly weakened." The evil old man said.

"Divine power weakened a little?" Xinzong was stunned. "Is it difficult for him to completely repair the damage on his soul just by consuming some divine power? It's the same as the immortal body?"

"Immortal body?" The handsome man with red hair and the evil old man also looked at each other, and both of them were a little shocked.

The immortal body can be controlled by anyone who is a true saint level cultivator.

But having the undead body does not mean that you are really undead. At least the undead body has no effect in the face of soul attack.

If a person's soul is directly annihilated, it's useless to have an immortal body. This is the common sense of heaven.

But now, if the unparalleled soul power of the sword can be instantly repaired by its own divine power, just like the immortal body of the cultivator, this ability is too incredible.

"Although incredible, this may be the only explanation. This boy, his immortal body, can even repair his soul!!" Xin Zong's eyes twinkled with Li Mang, "no wonder Lord Wushen would pay so much attention to him, and told us to capture him alive."

"Since the soul attack has no effect, then directly suppress him." The handsome man with red hair had cold eyes and stared at the sword. Immediately, his big hand suddenly waved. At the moment of waving, a bright golden light lit up the world.

In the void in front of sword peerless, a huge golden palace appeared out of thin air

After the golden palace appeared, it floated directly above the unparalleled sword, and then a terrible momentum suddenly oppressed downward.

"Is this... A treasure of repression?" The sword has no double-sided color.

He could feel the terrible repressive force coming from the golden palace.

This pressure is amazing. Not surprisingly, this golden palace should be a treasure of repression!!

The supremacy of repression is controlled by a master of rules. Its power is extremely terrible. Under the master of rules, no one should be able to resist it.

Under the golden palace, Jian Wushuang also felt a great pressure. His face was dignified and clenched his teeth, and his hand was holding a red bead. This bead was one of the two beads given to him by Mo Shan before, and it was one of the three palace masters of beheading tianmeng. He asked the Lord of heaven to refine it himself. Once he urged the power in the bead, it was enough to easily kill the master of general rules!!

Under the pressure of this kind of suppression, jianwushuang has raised the idea of urging this bead.

But just then

"Huh?" Jian Wushuang suddenly moved, "no, this palace can't suppress me!!"

Jianwushuang stood there, letting the terrible power in the palace sweep towards him, but the repressive power, although extremely powerful, did not have much impact on jianwushuang at all.

"How is it possible?"

The handsome man with red hair was stunned. "My temple of gods was obtained from an ancient relic. Although it is only a primary treasure, it is also the best among the primary treasures. The power of suppression is very good, but now under the personal control of the master of rules, I can't suppress a fourth order true saint?"

The handsome man with red hair looks incredible.

He has also seen that his Fengshen temple can't suppress the unparalleled sword at all. It's not because he failed to exert the power of Fengshen temple, but because... The other party's level is too high, and the Fengshen temple has no ability to suppress at all.

But the sword is unparalleled. It's obviously just a fourth order true saint?

"It's not because of his realm strength, but because of other reasons, the Fengshen temple can't be suppressed." The handsome man with red hair frowned.

He guessed right. Although Jian Wushuang is only a fourth level true saint, it's true, but he is the only perfect chaotic creature in the primordial world.

His level of life is too high, and he has long gone beyond the realm of the primordial deity. Such a high-end life is difficult to suppress even the will of heaven. Even if it is controlled by the Lord of rules, it is absolutely unable to suppress the sword.

"This boy, who is obviously only a fourth level true saint, is so difficult to deal with. Soul attack and suppression methods are of no use to him." The handsome man with red hair looked ugly and said in a low voice, "the means of suppression are useless, and the soul attack him can be repaired by divine power. In that case, he can only forcibly defeat his divine power again and again, consume his divine power, and let him run out of divine power. When he can no longer recover his own soul power, let Xinzong you make his soul sleep."

"Yes." Xinzong nodded.

"In this case, let me do it myself." The evil old man smiled strangely, but suddenly moved with his body shape.

Whoosh!

A cold breath swept over, and Jian Wushuang couldn't see the specific figure of the evil old man at all.

Whew!

A dark knife light silently stabbed at jianwushuang's chest.

"So fast!!"

"It's too fast!"

Jian Wushuang looked stunned, and there was no room for him to fight back.

Hiss!

The light of dark knife stabbed on jianwushuang's chest, instantly punctured the golden Ryukyu armor on the body surface, and then the light of knife inserted on jianwushuang's heart.

Buzzing ~ the sword's unparalleled body trembled and collapsed at the next moment.

The master of the rules shot himself, but with a random blow, the sword unparalleled could not resist, and the Divine Body collapsed directly.

But just in an instant, the unparalleled divine body of the sword recombined again.

"Jie Jie ~" the evil old man laughed coldly, and then shot again and again.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

A series of evil spirits, and fast to the incredible knife light, came to the sword unparalleled attack again and again.

Although jianwushuang has excellent strength, there is no room to play in front of the evil old man. He is hit by the evil old man again and again, and every time he is hit, jianwushuang's divine body will immediately collapse.

However, in a moment, the unparalleled divine body of the sword has collapsed for a full seventeen times, and has been replenished for seventeen times.

Under normal circumstances, a true saint can reorganize his divine body five or six times, which is the limit. His divine power will be exhausted, but his sword is unparalleled