Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss



However, Ling Chuxi was not just anyone. After experiencing so many life and death situations, her intuition and reaction were many times stronger than the average cultivator.

As soon as she sensed the cold and murderous intent, Ling Chuxi instantly regained her consciousness and a ray of grey abyss sword light slashed out.

However, just as he slashed out with his sword, his mind suddenly trembled."Not good, this is a divine sense attack!"

Just as Ling Chuxi reacted, the giant palm had already passed through her grey abyss sword gleam without any obstruction and was falling towards her head.

Caught off guard, Ling Chuxi had no way of avoiding it. She could only grit her teeth and use the sword heart soul-breaking technique, releasing a divine sense attack to meet the giant palm.

The peak of the eighth level's divine sense condensed into an illusory image that looked like a transparent and exquisite small sword. To be able to condense an illusionary sword shadow with spiritual sense was already an incredible thing for ordinary cultivators, but it was still too weak to face this giant palm.

He only felt a sharp pain in his head as the spiritual sense sword shadow was shattered.

"This is bad!" Ling Chuxi's expression changed. She could only circulate her sword heart soul-breaking technique with all her might to protect her sea of mind. She also knew that even if it was the peak of level eight sword heart soul breaking technique, it would be very difficult to resist such a powerful spiritual sense attack. But other than using all her strength to resist, she couldn't think of any other way for a while.

"How audacious!" Just as Ling Chuxi was feeling helpless, an old and furious roar rang in her ears.

The next moment, bu Xingtian appeared in front of him.

Only then did Ling Chuxi realize that bu Xingtian's soul had become much more solid than before. If one did not look carefully, one would almost think that a living person was standing in front of him. What was even more surprising was that his entire body was flashing with a strange glow, giving off a mysterious and powerful feeling.

Indeed, bu Xingtian was very powerful at this time. In order to seize Ling Chuxi's primordial soul, he had condensed the power of his spirit to the extreme. This situation was a bit like burning his blood essence, but it was different from burning his blood essence. What he burned was the power of his spirit.

If he did not succeed, he would die. If he could not successfully snatch Ling Chuxi's primordial soul this time, his soul would be greatly damaged and might even be completely destroyed.

This divine soul was not much weaker than the primordial spirit of a venerable level master. If not for this, how would he have dared to snatch Ling Chuxi's primordial soul that had already reached the middle stage? If one wanted to seize another person's soul and use it as a Foundation, the requirements were much higher than an ordinary divine sense attack. If one's own strength was insufficient, it was likely to suffer the backlash of the other party's soul and become a great tonic for the other party.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was too shocked, he would have made a move just now. Who knew that in that moment of shock, the situation would suddenly change.

To be honest, bu Xingtian really didn't want to fight. He had painstakingly planned and waited for so long, even risking the danger of his soul being destroyed, just to seize Ling Chuxi's primordial soul, and not to help her resolve the crisis.

However, he had no choice but to do so now. The deified soul attack of the giant void Phoenix Palm was too powerful. If he did not make a move, Ling Chuxi would definitely die. At that time, he would not even have a place to hide, let alone snatch her soul.

At this critical moment, bu Xingtian could not think too much. As long as he could save Ling Chuxi, he might have another chance in the future. Otherwise, he would not have any more chances.

Bu Xingtian's hair and beard fluttered in the wind. He was proud as he slapped at the giant palm. He was a domineering man.