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Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty-First Repaying Himself in His Way

Watching souls fly up from the ground, thousands of gathering in front of Chen Weiming, condense into a wall of souls.

"Soul Forbidden!"

Looking at the extremely familiar magical power in front of him, the evil spirit Taoist king was shocked and his face was incredible. He had seen this magical power, which he had practiced the soul Taoist pattern, knew at a glance that it was not just a look, but a look of the spirit.

The eyes of Chen Weiming became more and more incredible, and he asked in a lost voice: "Who are you and what is your identity? You can't be that person. If you were him, the earth immortal world would be in full swing now."

The defiant of the heavens is not just a person, but a group of people. It is undeniable that this group of people are all very powerful, but most of the strong people have seen many similar ones, and there are so few of them who are strong and lawless.

For example, Lu Ya Daojun, Man Wang Fuxi, Supreme Saint Master... But above them, there is a taboo name. He is not even willing to think about that person at this moment.

At this time, Chen Weiming gave him a similar feeling, because the terrifying existence that was stronger than the world's rules also had a very similar ability to the other party: he could use any magical power he had seen.

The difference is that the terrifying existence could use the magical powers he had seen more powerfully, and the magical powers that Chen Weiming in front of him seemed to be a little worse than his own, just copying them.

Of course, more importantly, he was unwilling to admit that the person in front of him was the defeated despicable person. If that were the case, he would not have any chance of winning. Anyone who had seen that person would understand that fighting an absolute genius would be useless even if he was one or two higher than the realm, and he would lose the courage to continue fighting.

"I... am... Chen... Wei... Ming!"

Chen Weiming said his name word by word, and said a lot. Even though he used the method of talisman seal to activate his magical powers, he felt that he was exhausted at this moment, especially his mental power, which was already feeling tired.

He felt the terribleness of the other party's magical powers. He didn't know how to resist, so he had no choice but to copy and use the other party's magical powers.

At this time, the huge ghost head roared out, and the terrifying soul light and mind-power shock wave directly bombarded the soul forbidden.

This time, it was no longer an impact of energy, but a competition between mental power and soul power. The unscrupulous impact force made both of them concentrate all their energy in an instant.

At that moment, it seemed as if countless sand and stones were concave by the strong wind, hitting each other's spiritual world like raindrops.

It was an indescribable pain, unlike physical injuries. It was like someone inserted a red-hot steel needle into his heart and stirred it slowly. When it was about to dissipate, a highly toxic liquid penetrated from the steel needle, like a maggot attached to the bones entangled in the soul and could not dissipate.

At this moment, the more powerful side showed an advantage. Even though Chen Weiming's mental power was arrogant, and even though he had practiced magical powers such as Lingxi Sword and Void Spirit Armor, it was already very good to be able to barely reach the evil spirit Taoist king, a monster that had been practicing for tens of millions of years.

After a moment of stalemate, Chen Weiming's face instantly pale, and bright red blood seeped out of the seven holes of his head. In the blink of an eye, the same was true for the skin, and layers of blood gushed out.

This kind of mental pressure directly affects the state of the entire body. It is already commendable that Chen Weiming's soul that was not directly suppressed was destroyed.

"Haha! You are not him!"

The evil spirit Taoist king burst into laughter, his previous fear disappeared, and he became proud. From his position, if he could kill a defiant person and bring his soul and head back to his own world, it would be an extremely glorious thing, and would inevitably suffer indescribable serious injuries.

This kind of mental power confrontation is different from other combat methods. Once a stalemate is in a situation of stalemate, he will fall into a state of dying. At this moment, neither of them can use other magical powers to attack. He is already on the verge of victory, with his mental power being more dominant.

Chen Weiming naturally knew that it was so dangerous, but at this moment he didn't know what to do. The many magical powers he learned were not able to deal with the current situation.

Hundreds of thoughts instantly turned into my mind, and I felt the skeleton's roaring momentum weakening. I felt a move in my heart and thought of an extremely risky method.

At this moment, there was no other choice. I immediately began to use the Tao Xin Qingming Divine Art, and cooperated with the Emperor Ji Shocking Master to merge various powers. However, this time the fusion was not the corpses of Tao Shiheng and the five people, but the souls that were resurrected by manipulating the soul forbiddenness.

Although it is the same magical power, Chen Weiming is very different from the evil spirit Taoist king when he is controlled. He can use the Thousand Gods and Ten Thousands of Consciousness Techniques to perfectly control the souls he controls, and then use the combination of the Taoist Heart Qingming Divine Art and the Emperor Ji Shocking Art to merge the power in these souls.

After life turns into souls, there is no concept of true qi, only the residual mental power is left. Although the mental power of each soul will be exhausted, it is also extremely terrifying to merge such a large number of spiritual powers in the soul together.

While integrating the spiritual power in the soul, it is also activating the soul ban and constantly resurrecting more souls to replenish. The soul ban fights against the soul roar, and the world of mental power is confronting the other party again.

The evil spirit Taoist was proud for a moment, and suddenly his face froze. He clearly felt that the situation had changed. The other party's mental power was increasing rapidly, becoming stronger and stronger, and he was about to be on par with him.

"I won't let you succeed!"

With a loud shout, the evil spirit Taoist scattered all his power, intending to completely crush Chen Weiming.

But at this moment, Chen Weiming merged with many soul powers, as if he was a beast that had been surging with the wind, how could he suppress it for a while?

But after a moment, Chen Weiming heard a loud shout: "Ah!"

Amid the roar, a mental storm rushed out and hit the attack of the evil spirit Taoist king.

"ah!"

The two of them cried out in pain at the same time, retreating. At this level of attack, the physical defense of their bodies, were useless, and they were both hurting each other and suffering each other. It was just that Chen Weiming practiced the Void Spirit Armor, a magical power that specifically defended against mental attacks. Under such an impact, the evil spirit Taoist Lord was the one who suffered the loss.

"Damn guy, let your souls go away and see what you are from!"

The evil spirit Taoist roared, raised his hand and condensed infinite soul power, turning into a little soul light, like two demon claws grabbing Chen Weiming.

This is the magical power of soul tearing, the ability to destroy souls and even spy on the other party's deep memories. It is one of his great killer moves and will not be used easily unless it is absolutely necessary.

Chen Weiming also felt a huge crisis. At this moment, he didn't think too much. He raised his hand to evolve the power of his soul, turned into a talisman seal and smashed it, and killed it with the same magical power.
Chapter completed!
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