Text Chapter 21 Curse!
Huh!
A howl rushed out from the depths of the backyard, pointing directly at the location of Qiu Yan's soul!
Sharp and piercing.
As soon as the howl appeared, Qiu Yan's mind was disturbed and he almost lost consciousness. His soul was also scattered. If it hadn't been strengthened by the talisman, this one blow would have been enough to disperse his soul!
"Just the sound made my soul excited! It must be some kind of sound attack method. The attacker must have a great attainment in the way of soul cultivation, which is not comparable to a beginner like me!"
The thought flashed through his mind, and Qiu Yan didn't hesitate. His soul shook, and it moved from static to dynamic. It was like a spring, and it was ejected and flew towards the wall of the Pan Mansion!
Go!
Qiu Yan made the decision to leave in an instant, without any hesitation!
"Want to leave? Can you leave?"
Huahuahua!
There was only a long laugh, and in an instant, seven or eight rays of light flashed out, like meteors, flying towards Qiu Yan's soul, at an extremely fast speed, and arrived in an instant!
"So fast!"
Qiu Yan was caught up in a blink of an eye. The meteor light exuded a breath of confinement and solidification, which was obviously intended to detain his soul, but Qiu Yan was not panicked. His mind was turning, and his soul was swaying up and down like catkins in the wind. At the last moment, he passed through the gaps between several rays of light.
"Huh? Your character is not bad. You can remain calm in the face of the Dingguang Talisman and not be affected by the artistic conception inside. It's interesting, but don't dream of escaping. Master Zhan, take action."
From a distance, a thought was transmitted, and the thought vibrated and made a sound, which was clearly transmitted to the perception of Qiu Yan's soul.
"There is indeed a master of soul cultivation hidden in the Pan Mansion. Rong Niang's soul should have fallen into his hands. This voice sounds young, maybe it was made by Tang Yi. This word and the whistle just now were all sent out with thoughts, which would not alarm others. Only living souls and ghosts could hear it! It's a pity that he sent his men to chase me, but he was unwilling to do it himself. What a pity." Qiu Yan used his living soul to spy on Pan's father and son, and was suddenly attacked. Meteoric light followed, and words came again, but from beginning to end, Pan's father and son in the house, as well as the servants and maids in the mansion, did not notice it. This is the characteristic of soul fighting. Even if there is light and sound, it is difficult to detect it with the naked eye without opening the orifice. That's why there are not so many people with supernatural powers in the world, because ordinary people can't see the supernatural people's power and fighting at all, so how can they spread it? While Qiu Yan was thinking, the living soul flashed a few rays of light and came to the top of the high wall. Just as he was about to leave the Pan Mansion, a strong wind suddenly surged behind him. Even in the perception of ordinary people, one can clearly perceive a rush of air, rolling over from the wall.
"Hmm? Is it windy?"
Mr. Pan in the room also felt the strong wind outside the window.
"Okay, go back. It's getting late. Have a good rest. Take Tang Yi to the city tomorrow."
"Yes, I'll take my leave."
Just as the Third Young Master Pan bowed and retreated, closing the door gently, Qiu Yan's soul was pulled by an inexplicable force above the high wall of the Pan Mansion, and it was difficult to move!
Behind him, a faint shadow floated over, also a soul.
This soul seemed to move with the wind, but it moved quickly. It appeared in the depths of the Pan Mansion, but in a moment, it was behind Qiu Yan's soul!
In that soul, a small figure could be vaguely seen.
"The figure in the soul! This person has condensed the human soul and has entered the second level of soul training, the Soul Condensation Realm!" The perception of the living soul is not limited to the front. As long as it is perceived in all directions, it is like seeing with the eyes. Qiu Yan found the soul behind him at the first time, and immediately thought of the description of the second level of sexual cultivation, the Soul Condensation Realm, in the Wo Shen Nei Jue.
"The first time I fought with a living soul, I met a person who was one level higher. It seems that I have to use my backhand immediately. It's a pity that the real owner has not come out. This is just one of his subordinates. Once this backhand is used, the trump card is gone..."
Thinking in his heart, Qiu Yan did not hesitate. He was about to take action in a moment. At this moment, he saw the living soul behind him shook, and with a "pop", a piece of it fell off the corner!
Small and slight.
Soul fragments!
Seeing this scene, Qiu Yan was stunned.
"You actually took the initiative to break the living soul? Separate a piece of it!"
The living soul is a combination of human thoughts, memories, emotions, etc. If it is damaged, it will cause memory loss. In severe cases, it can even damage the mind and intelligence. After returning to the body, the injury will slowly react to the body. How could someone take the initiative to break it?
However, in an instant, the figure in the living soul behind raised his hand and drew it in the air, as if writing in the air, and the living soul fragments quickly changed like clay, turning into complex character patterns.
As soon as the characters appeared, Qiu Yan's heart was shocked, and then he saw a flash of light, and the rune appeared in front of the living soul, and the meaning contained in it was also revealed--
Snatch!
Snatch spell!
The spell collapsed, scattered into stars, and fell on Qiu Yan's living soul.
"Not good!"
The next moment, Qiu Yan felt his soul twisting, and a dark vortex appeared in front of him, releasing an amazing suction force, pulling his own soul out of shape.
Snatch the soul!
"He is trying to take my soul away alive!"
After understanding this, Qiu Yan realized that the crisis was coming. If he was not careful, his soul would be captured by someone, and his life and death would fall into his hands. Even if his original body was still free, his clone would be enslaved. He would not even have the chance to be enslaved, and his soul would be directly swallowed up as food.
Suddenly, a white light flashed under the high wall, and a thin, sharp white light shot out!
The light was solid, with sharp edges and an extremely sharp front end, like a long sword made of light. It came in an instant, without giving people a moment to react, and pierced straight through the soul containing the human figure!
"Divine power? God? There is a god hiding beside? Could it be this person's accomplice?"
The figure in the soul was stunned, surprised, and frightened, and the emotional fluctuations were clearly spread out, radiating around. The light came too fast, and he didn't even have time to react!
The light stirred and crushed the soul and the figure inside, turning them into fragments and drifting away.
The light came from underground, connected to the right hand of a glowing figure, the gray robe and fire scarf, which was the new kitchen god, Qiu Yan's original deity.
Qiu Yan traveled at night with his soul and entered Pan's mansion to find out what was going on. It was impossible that he didn't prepare some backhands and trump cards. The original deity was glowing all over, and could not accompany him, but could hide underground and wait for an opportunity to move.
However, this back-up plan was originally intended to be used when Pan Rongniang's soul was found, but now it exploded in advance because of the soul being captured by someone.
Divine power can be transformed between existence and non-existence. It only takes a thought to be as sharp as a sword. Although it consumes a lot of energy, it pierces the enemy after all.
However, although the living soul containing the human figure was shattered by a sword, the soul-capturing vortex did not stop, but became more chaotic, obviously out of control, and completely exploded!
Sucking! Pulling! Tearing!
The strong tearing force suddenly attacked, and Qiu Yan's soul body felt like it was about to be torn apart!
"I don't know enough about the soul path. I thought I could escape danger after destroying the enemy, but I never thought I would fall into such a situation. The soul capture is weird, and even the original god may not be able to suppress it. It seems that either I lose my clone's soul or I have to take risks!"
At this point, Qiu Yan made a decision in an instant.
"Break!"
Underground, the original god's mind moved, and his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist. The thin white light connected to his hand dissipated at the right time, turning into a wave of light, which swept up the shattered human soul and rushed towards Qiu Yan's soul!