Chapter 463

At this time, Mo Xie was already miserable.

It is conceivable that this Rakshasa Slash's sixth slash has reached a level of consumption.

Everyone looked at Xue Qinglian worriedly. Facing such an attack, how should Xue Qinglian respond?

"snort!!"

Suddenly there was a cold snort, and Xue Qinglian played another piece, the whole piece was full of thick and heavy feeling.

In an instant, the whole energy changed, from the original aggressiveness to introverted, in front of Xue Qinglian, the energy condensed for a while, forming a huge wall of energy!

Rumble! !

Many revolving gray awns shot at the top of the wall, and there was a bang, and then, a piercing sound suddenly sounded.

Gray hurriedly bombarded the wall of energy without showing any weakness. It has to be said that Mo Xie's attack was indeed powerful. After a short while, some parts of the wall of energy tended to shatter.

A smug smile appeared on the corner of Mo Xie's mouth, but then Mo Xie's face suddenly froze and became ugly.

It turned out that although the wall of energy had cracked one after another, every time these cracks appeared, Xue Qinglian would shoot out a burst of energy to mend the cracks.

call! !

Immediately, everyone who cared about Xue Qinglian breathed a sigh of relief.

"hateful!!"

On the contrary, Mo Xie was very angry at this time.

After a long time, the ear-piercing sound became weaker and weaker, and after that, the gray Limang that was still spinning ceaselessly disappeared.

Looking closely, Xue Qinglian's face turned out to be the same as usual, but Qin Yang still saw the few drops of cold sweat on Xue Qinglian's forehead, which showed that Xue Qinglian's consumption was not small.

Just when everyone in the Moxie mercenary group was about to admit defeat, they saw the remaining six ninth-level fighters next to them attacking Xue Qinglian.

Everyone cursed shamelessly, now people with a discerning eye could see that Xue Qinglian had the upper hand, if Xue Qinglian hadn't been merciful just now, these six ninth-level fighters would have died. According to the rules, the Moxie Mercenary Corps is actually considered a Lost, but no one thought that these six people would sneak attack at this time.

Xue Qinglian looked at all this coldly, the sarcasm at the corner of her mouth showed no sign of weakening.

hum...

Suddenly, a strange sound of strings sounded. It turned out that Xue Qinglian played again, but this time it was completely different from before. Before, Xue Qinglian was playing a piece of music, but now it is different. Now Xue Qinglian , just pull one lightly, and the weird string sounded.

Buzz...buzz! !

"Magic sound captures the soul!!"

It seemed that the voice from the distant sky suddenly came from Xue Qinglian's mouth. At this time, Xue Qinglian's expression was cold, and her eyes were looking at the six people, as if she was looking at several dead people.

With the cold tone, even the many mercenaries around were all alert.

Qin Yang frowned, and his expression became serious. Qin Yang had clearly sensed Xue Qinglian's attack just now, and it had involved the spiritual aspect, even the soul aspect.

Sure enough, the six people who were attacking Xue Qinglian froze suddenly, their eyes were dull, and they murmured to themselves not knowing what to say.

"Sharingan!! Open!!!"

Qin Yang formed a seal silently, and in an instant, blood-red pupils appeared in Qin Yang's eyes. At that moment, Qin Yang began to observe with the Sharingan.

Qin Yang was also taken aback by this observation. In the field of vision of Qin Yang's Sharingan, whenever Xue Qinglian played the guzheng, a strange halo would continuously spread to the surroundings. These strange halos As soon as they touched those fighters, the spiritual power of these fighters was shaken.

But this didn't surprise Qin Yang even more. What shocked Qin Yang even more was that as the bodies of the six ninth-level fighters trembled, a series of somewhat transparent figures emerged from the bodies of these fighters.

Looking closely, these transparent figures are surprisingly similar to these warriors.

"This...is this?"

Qin Yang was so surprised that he couldn't speak. At this time, Qin Yang didn't know that these were the souls of those soldiers. Xue Qinglian actually hooked out the souls of these people by playing the zither.

"Desperation, desperation, no wonder it's called Magic Sound Desire, that's how it is"

Qin Yang sighed unconsciously.

"Master, don't worry, Master's Eternal Kaleidoscope Sharingan is not jealous. It also works on people's souls. Master may not lose. Don't forget, Master, you haven't used your full strength until now. "

Xiao Ling's voice suddenly sounded.

"Hey, that's right"

Qin Yang chuckled, but he didn't say anything. Indeed, the magic sound dementor and Qin Yang's Sharingan are not necessarily strong or weak, the key lies in who is used.

Qin Yang is confident that he is better than Xue Qinglian. After all, Qin Yang has a lot of blood and can integrate the power of blood.

Plop... Puff...

As the energy of the six transparent colors was pulled out by Xue Qinglian, the six ninth-level fighters fell to the ground one after another, their expressions dull.

And the six transparent figures were indeed tightly held by Xue Qinglian. Now, as long as Xue Qinglian exerts a little force, the souls of these people may be scattered and they will never be reborn forever.

And without these souls, the remaining shells of the six realms are basically useless. To put it simply, like the person Qin Yang dealt with before, he can only be a vegetable forever, remember, forever.

But the person Qin Yang dealt with was different. To a certain extent, he could still recover, but the chances were very small.

But these six people are different, unless Xue Qinglian releases these souls, they will never recover.

But with the actions of these six people towards Xue Qinglian just now, will Xue Qinglian let them go.

"You... what did you do to them?"

At this moment, Mo Xie didn't have the mood to tease Xue Qinglian, his words were full of bewilderment, and he stared at Xue Qinglian in horror.

"Hmph, where did they go, you will know if Captain Mo tries it himself."

"Magic sound captures the soul"

The cold tone was uttered from Xue Qinglian's mouth again, and Mo Xie's expression changed, his face was full of vigilance, but these attacks that directly affect the soul, how can they be so simple to defend and resist.

Qin Yang shook his head slightly. This Mo Xie's fate might not be so good. In Qin Yang's eyes, at this moment, the halo from Xue Qinglian's playing had already enveloped Mo Xie.

Sure enough, Mo Xie's eyes were dull for a while, and then he struggled violently, sometimes in pain, sometimes dull.

But in the end, Mo Xie still did not escape the fate of being detained.

But after all, Mo Xie is a nine-level Dzogchen peak fighter who has stepped into the Zhan Tian level powerhouse with one foot, and his soul has gradually undergone a qualitative change. At this time, Mo Xie, although his soul has been out of his body, can still resist a few times. The dull-looking soul of the six realms is different.

"What's going on, what did you do?"

Unknown things are always frightening, and Mo Xie is not very good. Suddenly encountering such a thing, Mo Xie has completely lost his usual insignificance and looks terrified.

The third one is delivered! ! Ask for flowers! !