Mecha Star Wars.

Chapter 1257: Killing and Destroying Souls

a long time.

Lin Fan suddenly stood up and looked at the old man's body.

"Where's his soul? Why can't I see his soul?!"

Du Xingyu propped up his upper body as if he was faking death, and shouted hoarsely: "Yes! Where is his soul?!"

I almost forgot that this is a Nascent Soul cultivator.

They just smashed his Dantian, which could only destroy his cultivation. Even if they cut his neck and killed him, theoretically speaking, the soul strength of a Nascent Soul cultivator would not disappear easily along with the death of the body.

Haven’t you seen that those monks with lower cultivation have been dead for who knows how long, but their souls are still locked in their bodies?
"Don't tell me you took advantage of the chaos and ran away, are you planning to come back again?" Ling Yichen also turned over and sat up.

The white robe he was wearing had long been stained with red and black dirt, and his hair was disheveled, no longer showing the exquisite elegance he had before.

He grabbed Du Xingyu's shoulders and said, "Can't you search the soul? Check quickly to see if the soul is still here."

The soul of the Nascent Soul should not be underestimated, not to mention that the four of them are almost exhausted!
Lin Fan wiped the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and stood up alertly.

She could feel the injuries in her body being repaired quickly. Although the pain was still there, compared to other people, her injuries were almost non-existent.

"I can't do it!" Du Xingyu's face was bitter, "I just used up all my spiritual power. Look at my Yunxiu Summoning, the runes are all empty..."

Ling Yichen held back the word "trash" in his mouth. His spiritual power was almost exhausted, and scolding Du Xingyu was no different from scolding himself...

"I have killed your soul, don't worry about it." Aohen said in a low and lazy voice.

“Ah?!” Du Xingyu thought of the knife that cut his neck and asked, “Senior Brother Ao was able to kill the soul of a Yuanying?…That Yuanying…isn’t that powerful…”

Aohen felt like his whole body was falling apart, yet he also felt refreshed. He stretched out his limbs and lay on the ground, relaxed.

He was the most miserable of the four. His clothes were tattered and hung there because they were corroded by the chains, and the exposed flesh was bloody.

"My sword can destroy the soul - one blow can kill someone and their soul will fly away." Aohen closed his eyes and rested with a relaxed look on his face. "So the moment I cut the old man's neck, his soul was destroyed. He couldn't die any more. Don't worry."

"Besides, that old guy probably isn't a real Nascent Soul," Aohen continued. "Looking at the appearance here, it's very likely that he used some quick method, and his foundation is not solid."

"Plus, the spirit-controlling method is originally an unorthodox method with average power. Once the spirit is restrained, he will have no other means. We can be considered to have hit the jackpot this time. If we encounter a real Yuanying as an enemy in the future, we will run as far as we can."

"Is that so..." Du Xingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Ling Yichen exploded.

"You wanted to kill me with a knife at first!"

Although he knew from the beginning that he wanted to kill him, but now suddenly saying that his sword could destroy the soul... Ling Yichen's hair stood on end, and he felt grateful for surviving the calamity.

"Since we have decided to kill someone, of course we should cut the root of the problem. Why leave a trouble for nothing?" Ao Hen opened his eyes nonchalantly.

He supported himself on the ground with both hands, bent one leg, and smiled cynically at Ling Yichen, "Besides, soul destruction requires the use of demonic power. As for you... your strength is too low, so there is no need for that."

Ling Yichen's eyes turned red as he looked at his indifferent smile.

"Brother Ling, Brother Ling..." Du Xingyu hurriedly pulled Ling Yichen, "Isn't it all in the past? We shook hands and made peace with Brother Ao, we even shared the same hatred and killed the enemy together, we are friends for life and death. Let the past be the past. Don't let the unhappiness of the past ruin your current relationship..."

Ling Yichen knew that he had no way to deal with Ao Hen, and his smile was too dazzling, so he simply closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

“So that’s how it is.” Lin Fan had already circled the broken but largely intact formation on the ground and came back. “I was wondering why you pierced his dantian and then cut his throat. You thought it was a double insurance to ensure his death. But in this way…”

Lin Fan looked at the old man's body with a bit of pity and sighed softly: "There's no chance to get anything out of him."

The smiling face froze.

I was so busy trying to kill him just now, but now I think I can hold off on the final blow. It won't be too late to kill him after he gets some information.

But death is inevitable... Ao scratched the tip of his nose and regretted for the first time that he had acted too quickly.

"It's okay! How can you think so carefully when facing life and death?" Du Xingyu tried to smooth things over: "There should be more than four of them here. There is a fork that we haven't gone to yet. There should be someone alive there." Lin Fan didn't hold out much hope: "We have made such a big commotion and still haven't seen anyone come to support us. This means that the one who died must be the most powerful. The others were too low-level to come over. They must have run away long ago."

"This is good news." Du Xingyu said with a smile, "Fortunately, he is the only Yuanying..."

"Do you still think this is ancient times? There are Nascent Souls all over the place!" Ling Yichen had no place to vent his anger, so he said casually, "In such a run-down place, seeing a weird Nascent Soul is already unexpected. If there is another one, huh... our lives..."

Before Ling Yichen could finish his words, Du Xingyu covered his mouth.

"Brother Ling, please don't say anything unlucky. This formation is aimed at souls, and we don't know what its structure is. Don't summon the Word Spirit again, or you'll just be looking for trouble!"

Ling Yichen pushed Du Xingyu away, leaving a dirty handprint on his mouth.

"Puh!" Ling Yichen frowned and wiped and spat, "Just talk, why do you have to use your hands!"

"Hehe! It was an accident." Du Xingyu scratched his head awkwardly, and took out a cloth towel with nothing visible on it from his arms to help Ling Yichen wipe it.

Ling Yichen hurriedly stood up and dodged, quickly snatching the Broken Sky Sword from Ao Hen's hand.

"If you ask me, we should leave quickly." Ling Yichen shook his outer robe in disdain. He was reluctant to use the remaining spiritual energy for cleaning. He said to Lin Fan, "The explosion just now made quite a noise. I can't guarantee that the Canghai Sect won't notice it. If those Jindans arrive, we will be in big trouble."

Lin Fan nodded and asked the two people on the ground: "Can we go now?"

"Of course I can!" Du Xingyu grinned and was pulled up by Lin Fan, who then pulled Aohen up.

"Let's go first. There is one last fork left, and if nothing goes wrong, it should be the exit. Brother and the others should have sent the letter back to the sect. Now these clues are almost enough, we have to get out first."

Ling Yichen turned around and slashed at the crystal pillar in the middle of the formation.

Those crystal pillars were not affected much by the fierce fight, and most of the people locked on them were still hanging on them. Ling Yichen felt uncomfortable watching them and wanted to put them down first.

Unexpectedly, after the crystal cracked, thick dark red vines were exposed inside. The person who was expected to fall was pierced by the dense branches of the vines and hung firmly on it.

I don't know how the vines mutated. Like straws, they kept chrysalis, sucking blood or something else from the hanging human body, transmitting it to the roots, and then seeping into the underground formation...

Ling Yichen was stunned and became angry.

Their wood spirit roots have always been a symbol of vitality, how could they become such evil things?

He wanted to raise his hand, but Lin Fan grabbed it.

"I don't understand this formation. I'm not sure if other defense mechanisms will appear after it is destroyed. It's better to keep it as it is and let someone who is good at formations break it. Let's go first!"

Ling Yichen struggled, but failed to break free. He looked at Du Xingyu next to him, who was pale and covered in blood. He knew that the four of them were not suitable to stay any longer, so he turned around and left.

The four of them walked along the road and saw an empty living area at another fork in the road.

With Aohen's help, they quickly found the exit - it was on a deserted island covered by dense forest.

"On the sea..." Ao sneered and turned back to call Ling Yichen, "Hey, take me with you on your sword."

Ling Yichen rebelled: "Why?"

He can take Du Xingyu or Lin Fan. Why should he take him?

Before Aohen could answer, there was a loud explosion in the air.

"No one can leave!"

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I don’t know if you guys have ever seen the blooming of Epiphyllum, let me first share with you something about it.

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