Super Dragon slaughtering System

C788 The Power of the Soul



C788 The Power of the Soul

1The power of the soul.    

    

"Give me ten moves? Are you sure?"    

    

Ning Qi looked at Yin Tianshun with a smile that was not a smile.    

    

Everyone thought that Ning Qi was afraid and could not help but jeer, "If you think that you will lose without a doubt, you might as well just admit defeat and leave some face for yourself!"    

    

"All of you shut up!"    

    

Jiaang Qing raised her eyebrows and angrily rebuked.    

    

"Che!"    

    

"Senior Jiaang Qing is angry. I think he treats this new true disciple very well. Don't tell me the two of them have some..."    

    

"Shh, lower your voice. Don't let her hear you. Be careful not to cause trouble for you!"    

    

As a one star Dou Zun, Jiaang Qing could hear it no matter how small her voice was. She was immediately furious and just as she was about to flare up, Meng Qingling used her eyes to signal for her to calm down.    

    

Yin Tianshun looked at Ning Qi with a mocking expression and said, "Ten moves isn't enough? Then what do you think of a hundred moves?"    

    

Ning Qi chuckled. "There's no need for ten moves. One move is enough."    

    

"Arrogant!"    

    

"I heard that both Tuoba Qingfeng and Tuoba Shenjian from the Tuoba family died in his hands. This kid does have the right to be arrogant. "    

    

"Who do those two fellows think they are? They just aren't good enough. In my opinion, he knows his limits. If he thinks that he can't hurt Yin Tianshun with just one strike, he will just admit defeat and find a way out for himself."    

    

"Hmm, that makes sense."    

    

"One strike? Haha, good! You do it!"    

    

Yin Tianshun laughed loudly. He was afraid that Ning Qi would not be able to reach him, so he took a step forward.    

    

"Then I'm going to attack."    

    

Ning Qi said with a faint smile.    

    

"Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up."    

    

Yin Tianshun sneered.    

    

"Suppress!"    

    

Ning Qi shouted. The Titan Divine Soul broke out of his body and stepped on Yin Tianshun's forehead, pushing him into the ground.    

    

Even the solid ground of the Sect Leader Great Hall had a huge crater created. Everyone was staring at this scene with their eyes wide open. Some even rubbed their eyes, not daring to believe what they had just witnessed.    

    

Boom! Boom!    

    

"Not good! The Sect Leader Great Hall is about to collapse!"    

    

Someone cried out in alarm.    

    

Everyone rushed out of the Sect Leader Great Hall at once. In the next moment, the roof tiles and pillars of the Sect Leader Great Hall were shattered into pieces, turning into ruins.    

    

Only Ning Qi stood alone on the ruins. The tiles that were falling towards him were bounced off by his divine soul.    

    

Only now did everyone see clearly how tall and how big Ning Qi's Titan Divine Soul was!    

    

"Hiss..."    

    

Everyone couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.    

    

"A hundred and eighty feet divine soul?"    

    

"How did this guy condense such a divine soul!? Is he a freak?"    

    

"Too terrifying!"    

    

The crowd was stunned. "It seems like Yin Tianshun has been suppressed. I wonder if he's alive or dead!"    

    

"Master, junior brother..."    

    

Jiaang Qing was stunned.    

    

The corner of Meng Qingling's mouth curled up and she said faintly, "Your junior brother probably robbed a huge amount of resources in Withered Bone Forbidden Land to condense such a divine soul..."    

    

Shih Wen, Ma Yuan, Kang Wei, and the other core disciples looked at Ning Qi and couldn't help but swallow their saliva. At the same time, a chill seemed to rise from the bottom of their feet and rushed to the top of their heads.    

    

"What happened!? Enemy attack?"    

    

The nearby azure-clothed elders rushed over upon hearing the news. When they saw the Titan Divine Soul that was 180 meters tall, everyone stood in shock in the air.    

    

Among them, Wild Waves looked at the divine soul with a look of disbelief. When he compared it with Ning Qi's appearance, his heart instantly turned dead.    

    

"How is this possible!? His divine soul is actually a hundred times thicker than mine! How in the world did he do it? "    

    

Furious Waves roared indignantly in his heart.    

    

The ones who were the most shocked were Feng Ming, Bei Hongqiu, and the others. They had already experienced the Battle Sovereign. After reaching the Battle Saint, even during the Peak, their divine souls were only thirty meters tall. They could be used to fight enemies, but their power was not as strong as their true bodies. In some situations, it would be more convenient.    

    

However, Ning Qi's divine soul actually gave them a sense of oppression, which made them feel incomparably shocked. One should know that they were Battle Saint warriors!    

    

Even the most trashiest One Star Dou Sheng could wipe out over a hundred Peak Battle Sovereigns with a wave of his hand. Ning Qi's current Battle Sovereign Qi was only two stars!    

    

"Elder Meng, please let him release his disciple. Let's have a good talk."    

    

Bei Hongqiu smiled bitterly at Meng Qingling.    

    

"Ning Qi, let him go."    

    

Meng Qingling nodded and said to Ning Qi.    

    

Ning Qi smiled and the Titan Divine Soul reached out and grabbed. It directly pulled Yin Tianshun out from the ground, who had been stepped into the ground for dozens of feet. At this moment, his eyes were tightly closed. The aura on his body was faintly discernible, and he was on the verge of death. Bei Hongqiu quickly went forward to take it. He fed him a few Earth Rank supreme rank Revival Pills, then he started to treat Yin Tianshun's injuries. Only then did his injuries stabilize.    

    

"Master, what's wrong with me?"    

    

Yin Tianshun slowly opened his eyes, a blank expression on his face. Then, he suddenly remembered the last scene before he was suppressed, and a look of extreme shock appeared on his face.    

    

"You've lost. Don't say anything, your injuries are more important."    

    

Bei Hongqiu said.    

    

"Yes..."    

    

Yin Tianshun lowered his head, feeling incomparably humiliated in his heart. He didn't dare to look at the crowd, nor did he dare to look at Ning Qi.    

    

"Ning Qi, why is your divine soul so strong? Is it because of the cultivation technique?"    

    

Feng Ming couldn't help but ask.    

    

Ning Qi glanced at Meng Qingling and saw her nodding slightly. Then... He smiled at Feng Ming and said, "Sect Leader, in the Withered Bone Forbidden Land, it is common knowledge for Battle Sovereign warriors to cultivate their divine souls. When the divine soul is cultivated to the extreme, the power it possesses will be much stronger than mine. This is the true... Battle Sovereign! "    

    

"What?! There is such a thing?"    

    

Feng Ming opened his mouth wide in disbelief.    

    

He had cultivated for more than three thousand years, but he had never heard of such a thing!    

    

Battle Sovereign Soul Refining?    

    

Wasn't it to break through to the Battle Saint?    

    

His divine soul could actually be used to defend against enemies?    

    

"I'm sure that Dragon Clan already knew about this. That's why they have been able to suppress our Human Clan for the past tens of thousands of years. In the Withered Bone Forbidden Land, there is no rule between the Dragon Clan and the Human Clan. Their strength is balanced because they have the ability to condense their divine souls! Therefore, the Battle Sovereign in the Withered Bone Forbidden Land is stronger than the East Profound Land, and the Battle Saint is stronger than the East Profound Land. Let alone the Battle Monarch."    

    

Ning Qi continued.    

    

These words caused Bei Hongqiu and the other elders to fall into deep thought. After a while, Ding Changshun raised his head in shock and said, "Could it be that our Human Clan's path of cultivation has been wrong for the past tens of thousands of years?"    

    

Ning Qi smiled and nodded.    

    

Wang Su smiled bitterly and said, "I never thought that my suspicion when I just entered the Battle Sovereign was actually true. My divine soul can really be infinitely condensed..."    

    

Shih Wen and the other true disciples' eyes suddenly shone with a scorching light as they looked at Ning Qi.    

    

"Unlimited condensation?"    

    

Ning Qi shook his head with a smile. "Divine souls are also divided into grades. The lowest grade of divine souls is only a thousand feet."    

    

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at Ning Qi's divine soul, which was 180 feet tall, with shock on their faces.    

    


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