Chapter 1196： You should be honest if you die

Lu Feng's complexion changed slightly, and he whispered: "It turned out to be soul martial arts!"

Even if his soul realm has reached the peak of the emperor, under the suction of this soul, it is still shaky, as if anyone could fall into the abyss.

"Lu... Lu Feng, I... my soul seems to be broken."

Xiao Meng behind him, faced with this terrifying soul suction, was even more difficult to resist, and instantly turned pale.

She, who was already injured, was aggravated in an instant.

"Condensation!"

Lu Feng snorted, his hands were sealed, and a soul profound text quickly condensed and fell on Xiao Meng.

Xuanwen added himself, and a special soul fluctuation appeared around Xiaomeng's body, blocking the soul suction for her.

Xiao Meng's face also improved a lot, but she was still pale.

The two souls were wounded, making her injuries worse.

"Xuanwen can block this suction for you for a while. For the time being, nothing will happen if you don't move."

"I just leave the things here," Lu Feng said.

"You...you be careful." Xiao Meng whispered.

Lu Feng nodded, turned to look at the soul vortex in the void, and smiled coldly: "I thought you were the true saint, but now it seems to be a vain expression."

If Lu Feng had some jealousy about this so-called Holy Venerable before, then there is no jealousy now.

The reason is very simple. If this person really still has the strength of the Lord, just one of his own profound texts will not be able to stop the suction of the soul martial arts he uses.

But now, he was just a soul mysterious text, which had prevented his soul martial arts from hurting Xiao Meng's soul.

This alone is enough to make Lu Feng affirm that this person is the same as Xiao Meng said, although the soul realm is still in the holy, but the true power of the soul will definitely not exceed the semi-holy mid-stage!

Or, the power of the soul martial arts displayed cannot be blocked by a single Xuanwen.

"go with!"

With a low shout, Lu Feng controlled the Nine Thunder Soul Extinguishing Profound Formation in the sky, and quickly shot a few lightning bolts to hit the soul vortex in the sky.

"Boom!"

The lightning hit Xuanwen, bringing a huge noise, and at the same time it made the soul vortex tremble several times.

"Jiejie, good boy, this formation is indeed powerful, but if you want to crush my soul, your strength is completely insufficient!"

"boom!"

As soon as his voice fell, the huge soul fluctuations dispersed, the power of the soul vortex suddenly increased, and the lightning that struck it could no longer make it tremble.

"This is far from over."

"Swallow me!"

The saint screamed in the dark, and the soul vortex in the sky suddenly changed and turned into a huge mouth. With a mouth, it was just a mouthful that swallowed the lightning that struck.

"Hahaha, little guy, do you now know the gap between you and the Lord?" The Lord laughed.

"Your methods are not over, and my methods are also not over."

Lu Feng stared at the soul vortex that turned into a huge mouth, and with a move of his hands, he controlled the Nine Thunder Soul Extinguishing Profound Formation in the sky to strike out lightning again.

The first few flashes of lightning did not change the Lord's attack.

but……

Seventy-eighth lightning, seventy-ninth lightning, eighty lightning...

Finally, the eighty-first lightning!

"Crack!"

A flash of lightning that was several times larger than all previous lightning suddenly condensed in the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky were instantly absorbed in the lightning.

"boom!"

The lightning gathered enough power to hit the soul of the Lord.

"boom!"

In a loud noise, the soul of the Lord's attack trembled instantly, and cracks were quickly covered on it.

"Humph!"

The saint in the dark even snorted. Hearing this voice, he was hurt.

If the power of this lightning were a little bit stronger, it would surely be able to smash the Lord's attack.

But now it is a bit close.

Just when the soul attack of this lord was about to collapse, the power of lightning had been consumed to the extreme and disappeared.

"Little guy, the deity has to say, you are indeed not easy, you have such a strength when you are less than twenty, and the level of the formation mage is not low."

"Just this formation alone, the level must have reached the top grade of the heavenly rank, but unfortunately, you are only a formation mage after all, even if you are proficient in profound texts, you are still just a formation mage, not a profound formation master!"

The voice of the saint came from the sky, saying: "If you are a profound formation master, and you are not proficient in these simplified Xuanwen, but the original Xuanwen, then even I have to retreat, and even bow my head."

"But, unfortunately, you are not. So, it's time to hand over your body."

"go with!"

Under the control of that saint, the huge mouth formed by the martial arts of the soul in the sky was about to bite down at Lu Feng.

"Initial Xuanwen? If you want to read it, then I will let you see it."

A smile appeared at the corner of Lu Feng's mouth, and his hands quickly formed a seal.

"soul!"

"Condensation!"

"Om!"

There was a buzzing in the void, and a black mysterious text suddenly condensed in front of Lu Feng.

"boom!"

When this Xuanwen first appeared, a terrifying soul suppression force was generated instantly, and it was pressed on the body of the faceless saint hiding in the void.

"boom!"

There was a sound from the ground, and it was that saint who was suppressed by this soul suppressing force and revealed his true colors.

An illusory soul body looks like a middle-aged person, but looking at that illusory appearance, it is already on the verge of dissipating.

And now, his soul can't help shaking, staring at the mysterious text in the sky, and said in horror: "This...this is the original mysterious text-soul!"

"You... how could you really get the initial Xuanwen? Isn't this already extinct by those people? You...who are you?"

Worthy of being a saint, his knowledge is different from that of an ordinary warrior, and he recognized the initial Xuanwen that Lu Feng had displayed at a glance.

"That group?"

Lu Feng frowned slightly, he knew that the first batch of profound array masters who were proficient in the initial profound text had disappeared somehow.

It is recorded in any ancient books that they have disappeared somehow.

But exactly how it disappeared, there is no record at all.

Staring at the soul of this saint, Lu Feng asked, "Who are those people in your mouth?"

"No, it's impossible, you can't be them, no, absolutely impossible, impossible!"

But the Lord seemed to be crazy, repeating the impossible, and then suddenly turned and ran.

"Want to run?"

Lu Feng narrowed his eyes, pointed his finger, and controlled the initial Xuanwen pressure of the word ‘soul’.

"boom!"

The power of the word ‘soul’ once again overwhelmed the soul of the Lord on the ground.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for killing a semi-saint pinnacle warrior and gaining 550 million experience points."

The prompt sound of the system appeared in Lu Feng's mind.

"Uh, is this dead?"