Ding Xiaoyi knew that there was a powerful person from the Soul Clan hidden in this private house, and his face couldn't help but become solemn.
The consciousness that he emanated has been strangled by the powerful soul power.
He knew that the powerful soul clan man must have discovered him.
He stepped on the muddy dirt road,
He held the Sword of Slaughter tightly in his hand, and he hadn't had time to refine the Sword of Slaughter yet.
Several figures slowly walked out of the darkness,
Ding Xiaoyi's figure was frozen under an ancient locust tree.
The night shrouded his figure under the locust tree,
There was also silence all around.
Ding Xiaoyi stood under the locust tree and watched several figures slowly walking towards him.
He knew that he had been discovered by the other party, and it was not just one strong person from the Soul Clan.
Rich soul power emanates from the opponent's body, and their soul power is different from the consciousness of ordinary monks.
They do not need to condense their own souls, their souls can be split into countless souls at will.
Every soul can exude majestic soul power.
They were all a group of ordinary-looking old men, and they walked slowly towards Ding Xiaoyi.
"Who are you, sir, and why are you here?"
An old man in coarse cloth asked Ding Xiaoyi with a frown.
Seeing these ordinary-dressed old men,
Ding Xiaoyi knew that their extraordinary strength was not as simple as it seemed.
Their faces were already covered with wrinkles like ravines, and their faces showed the aura of vicissitudes eroded by time.
"I mean no offense, I'm just here to find someone."
Ding Xiaoyi looked at these figures and replied quietly to them.
"Find someone?"
The soul clan old man's eyes narrowed, he looked at Ding Xiaoyi and asked again.
"Yes, I am indeed looking for someone, a woman from the Soul Clan."
Ding Xiaoyi had no choice but to get straight to the point. He knew that these old men in civilian clothes should all come from the Soul Clan.
"There is no soul girl you are looking for here, please leave."
The expression of the soul clan old man changed slightly, he flicked his sleeves and said to Ding Xiaoyi in an unquestionable tone.
After hearing Ding Xiaoyi’s answer,
The other soul clan elders had solemn expressions on their faces, and their eyes flickered with a hint of evil.
When Ding Xiaoyi saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"I am friends with your soul clan leader Ye, and one of my soul clan friends disappeared here. I hope you, seniors, can do this for your convenience."
Ding Xiaoyi said sincerely to the elders of the Soul Clan again.
As soon as they heard Ding Xiaoyi's words, the expressions of the old men changed.
The majestic soul power surged around them, and the soul power spread out like a huge wave in the sky.
Soul power is a mysterious force that is not based on the laws of heaven and earth. It can also be said to be beyond the scope of the laws of heaven and earth.
"I say it again, there is no Soul Clan woman you are looking for here, please leave immediately."
Ding Xiaoyi has moved out
Although he had taken the title of Soul Clan Ye Wuyou, this group of Soul Clan old men still wanted to drive him away.
After hearing the old man's arrogant and unreasonable words, Ding Xiaoyi's expression changed.
He was already polite enough to these remnants of the Soul Clan, but who knew they would still drive him away.
"I'm looking for a girl from the soul tribe just to heal my friend's wounds. Seniors, I hope it's convenient."
Ding Xiaoyi suppressed his anger and said to the old soul clan man again.
"Having said that there is no Soul Clan woman in your mouth, don't you understand human language?"
Another old soul clan man scolded Ding Xiaoyi.
As soon as I heard the reprimand from the old soul clan man,
Ding Xiaoyi was also very angry, even the clay figurine was very angry.
.
I have lowered my stance, but that doesn't mean I am afraid of them.
This group of soul clan old men were eager to drive him away, which made him very angry.
"Seniors, if you say no, then there won't be any. Do you think I'm easy to fool?"
DingXiao Yi held the killing sword in his hand and slowly walked out from under his locust tree.
The killing sword stirred up a majestic killing aura, and the killing aura spread out like a tide.
"The killing sword in the killing city?"
An old man from the Soul Clan saw the long red sword in Ding Xiaoyi's hand.
His pupils narrowed and he couldn't help blurting out.
Obviously, this soul clan old man knows the killing sword.
And he also knows a lot about the Sword of Slaughter.
"Lao Ba, are you sure it's the killing sword in the killing city?"
Another old soul clan man frowned and asked the soul clan old man who recognized the killing sword.
"Of course it's the killing sword in the Killing City. I saw this sword more than twenty years ago. At that time, I was invited by the Shadow Clan to surrender this sword, but I failed in the end."
The old man had a bitter expression on his face, and he replied to the other soul clan old men.
After hearing the old man's answer, the other soul clan elders looked at Ding Xiaoyi with a different look.
There was a solemn look on their faces, and their eyes were full of fear.
"Boy, why is the killing sword in this killing city in your hand?"
The old man from the soul clan, known as Lao Ba, narrowed his eyes slightly and asked Ding Xiaoyi.
"Of course, junior took it away a few days ago. It's just a broken sword. It's no big deal."
Ding Xiaoyi said nonchalantly,
And as soon as his words fell,
The killing sword in his hand vibrated violently, seeming to make a strong protest to Ding Xiaoyi.
"Okay, didn't I just say you broke the sword and use such a strong reaction?"
Ding Xiaoyi flicked his finger on the killing sword.
"Zheng...",
The killing sword stirred up a high-pitched sword roar,
Like blood-colored light surging out like water ripples, the crimson sword light instantly dyed the faint night red.
See Ding Xiaoyi easily
In a short time, the killing sword was subdued, and the eyes of the soul clan old men shrank slightly.
Naturally, they have also heard of the Sword of Killing in the Killing City.
It is said that this sword contains an extremely powerful will to kill.
As long as you are eroded by that killing intent, you will fall into endless killing.
at last,
He will be controlled by this killing sword and become its slave.
The peerless magic weapons are all psychic,
Ding Xiaoyi just said that the Sword of Killing was just a broken sword, which aroused strong dissatisfaction from the Sword of Killing.
And this young man calmed down this strongly dissatisfied killing sword with just a flick of his finger.
It can be seen that this commoner boy is no ordinary person.
How could a sword cultivator who could defeat the Sword of Slaughter be an ordinary sword cultivator?
"No matter who you are, there is no Soul Clan woman you are looking for here. You can leave now."
Although they knew that Ding Xiaoyi was extremely powerful, these old soul clan elders were still stubborn.
Ding Xiaoyi's face darkened,
He claps his left hand, and a delicate silver bell appears in his palm.
He raised the soul-inducing bell in his hand and said to the soul clan elders:
"I'm really friends with the Soul Clan. This soul-attracting bell was given to me by Chief Ye."
Seeing the exquisite silver bell in Ding Xiaoyi's hand, the expressions of the soul clan elders changed again.
They didn't expect that this ordinary commoner young man
Nian actually has the soul clan's spiritual weapon.
This spiritual weapon can only be forged by the Soul Clan, and it cannot be taken away.
If the soul-inducing bell is taken away, the soul power in the soul-inducing bell will self-destruct.
The soul-attracting bell in Ding Xiaoyi's hand was obviously an intact soul-attracting bell. Only a person from the Soul Clan who presented it could prove that the soul-attracting bell was intact.
The expressions of the soul clan elders changed again.
Ding Xiaoyi felt a wave of soul power. They should be communicating with each other with soul power.
He remembered the time when his soul blended with Ye Wuyou's,
This feeling made him unable to resist, it was simply a bone-gnawing ecstasy.
"You come with me"
After a wave of soul power, an old man from the soul clan sighed and said to Ding Xiaoyi.
They had already put down their guard against Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi felt happy,
If I had known that I would have taken out the soul-inducing bell from the beginning, I wouldn't have wasted so much saliva.
Ding Xiaoyi walked out of the shadow of the ancient locust tree, and followed closely behind the group of soul elders.
"Senior, aren't you from the Ye clan?"
Ding Xiaoyi followed an old man from the soul clan and asked the old man.
"Of course we are not from the Ye clan of the Soul Clan anymore, we are from the Ming clan. One of the two major surnames of the Soul Clan is the Ming clan. But now only a few old bones like us are left in the Ming clan."
The old soul clan man sighed and said.
Hearing the old man's sigh, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but feel sad in his heart.
The Soul Clan was so powerful back then, but now it can only survive in a dark corner.
