The smile on Yang Cheng's face suddenly froze, and he gently shook the golden golden ring Horcrux with a faint smile.
"Since the Flame King will definitely participate in the soul fighting, then I will let the Fire Tribe's Flame Man souls be exterminated on the Zhongzhou Continent!"
"snort--"
"Just a little demon master!"
King Yan frowned, his charming and charming face even more sarcastic.
"With me, the three elders of Youyougu, and a few demon masters working together to fight for souls, we can annihilate the Fire Clan Yanren with souls."
Yangcheng smiled. He turned his head, looked at the three old men in Youyou Valley, and shouted.
"Three elders, let's fight for the soul!"
"Okay!"
Three old men in green robes nodded.
Suddenly, they retreated from each other, forming a very strange formation of attacking as a fighting spirit and retreating as a defensive formation.
The three elders seemed to be setting up a formation.
The colors of green, red, and blue are three wisps of powerful and rich soul energy, bursting out from the dantian in this elder's body.
The rich soul energy spreads and flashes along the formation.
Three rays of rich soul energy condensed and fused together to form the most perfect circulation pattern, and the soul power of three high-level magicians emerged.
A burst of rich soul energy burst out from the robes of the three elders, and preliminary soul power was formed amidst the roars of earth-shattering monsters.
The robes of the three elders automatically puffed up in the absence of wind.
Soul lion, soul leopard, and soul bear, three soul beasts, already lost one soul tiger. The four old men joined forces to fight for souls. Their soul power increased and their soul energy skyrocketed. Now, all they can do is wrap them up and become a protective film for their soul energy.
Blood red and rich soul energy surged.
The three old men originally wanted to fight for their souls individually, but now they are not fighting alone, but they have joined forces to fight for their souls.
The condensed and fused wisp of rich soul energy is not weaker than Yangcheng's soul power level. It just felt too scary.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"The Ghostly Valley Soul Beast Art is indeed a seven-round soul ring inherited from ancient times, a martial soul with the soul power level of a demon master!"
"This kind of condensation and fusion is really terrifying!"
Yang Cheng also sensed it. The ray of light faintly exuded the meaning inherited from ancient times. The majestic and rich soul energy was so terrifying that he laughed.
However, there was a deep greed in his eyes.
"snort--"
"This kind of martial spirit is nothing more than a trivial skill. It has the power of Yang Cheng's martial spirit!"
The condensed and fused blood-red rich soul energy rippled around the three elders in green robes. The head part turned into a bloody soul beast head.
The three elders of Youyou Valley suddenly transformed into three beast-headed humans. Those were the words coming from the mouth of the Soul Lion Head.
Maybe it's because of the transformed martial soul. The old man's voice had a faint roar of a soul lion, which shocked people's hearts.
King Yan's eyes were solemn, scanning the three elders of Youyou Valley, and he sighed softly.
"well--"
"There will inevitably be a fierce battle of souls today!"
King Yan quickly concentrated his mind and got rid of distracting thoughts in his mind. The majestic seven-color rich soul energy surges out of the body like a tide, like a ray of seven-color light falling from the sky, with the body in the middle.
Yang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, he was worthy of being able to provoke the soul fighting spirit of the Acupuncture Sect. Such majestic and rich soul energy is extremely terrifying and cannot be fought alone.
She could only exchange secret glances with the three elders of Youyougu, and the four magicians joined forces to provoke a soul fight at the same time. In an instant, she could lose her soul, injure the Flame King, and maybe even destroy her soul.
Yangcheng's soul was so fast that he appeared in front of King Yan in just one breath. The golden golden ringed soul weapon in his hand was like a poisonous scorpion, with a sharp and rich soul energy that caused violent fluctuations in the surrounding time and space.
Yan Wang's pretty face remained unchanged, he held his delicate hand, and a seven-color soul sword appeared in a condensed form. The arm shook, the sword twisted, and emitted a strange light. The tip of the sword passed around the Yangcheng Golden Ring Horcrux and stabbed hard.
"snort--"
Rich soul energy surged from the tip of the sword. Yang Cheng groaned dullly, Beihou's broad flying dragon wings suddenly vibrated, and the golden and rich soul energy shot directly towards the body of King Yan like a sharp arrow.
King Yan's spirit sensed the rich soul energy that was chilling all over his body. The soul sword in his hand made a clear sword cry and shook suddenly, and dense illusory afterimages emerged, roaring, covering his entire body.
"Kengkengkengkeng——"
"Qiang Qiang Qiang Qiang——"
The golden ring soul weapon shot out suddenly and hit the dense sword shadows.
Both sides just consumed the rich soul energy in their bodies, and the shadow of the sword quickly dissipated, leaving them in nothingness.
Yang Cheng's eyes flashed, his hands moved, and a dazzling golden light containing powerful and rich soul energy waves appeared in front of him, and he rushed towards the King of Flame who was very close at hand.
King Yan's seven-color rich soul energy sword flickered, and he was about to take over the soul power forcefully. Behind him, a wisp of rich soul energy from ancient times suddenly sounded out, carrying the sound of a low howling soul beast.
A wisp of sharp and rich soul energy followed the wind of the fist, and a sharp scream ripped through time and space, and struck hard.
Yan Wang's pretty face changed. With a movement of his slender hand, the seven-color rich soul energy quickly condensed and fused, and was thrown towards the back.
"boom--"
A very loud sound of rich soul energy exploding sounded in the air.
King Yan groaned and took a dozen steps back.
Yang Cheng and the three elders of Youyougu only took two steps back.
In this battle of souls, Yan Wang was one person against four, and he suffered a hidden loss in the end.
"snort--"
"It's really despicable. Four people provoked one person to fight for the soul, and it was still a sneak attack."
In the Supreme Pass, Bing Hun and other magicians saw him and screamed angrily.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"King Yan, it seems that your soul was seriously injured in the soul battle with the head of the Acupuncture Sect!"
"Today, we have a fierce battle of souls. Let's see how you can stop us?"
The Flame King's soul was seriously injured, and Yang Cheng suddenly burst into joy and burst out laughing.
Yan Wang's pretty face was cold and cold, and he did not argue. The rich soul energy in the body surged out from the Dantian in the body like a flood, causing violent fluctuations.
King Yan is like fighting for his soul.
The three elders Yangcheng and Youyougu were stunned for a moment. Then, a sneer. The rich soul energy in the Dantian within the body is fully activated.
The rich soul energy fluctuates violently in the sky, and it is terrifying to imagine a demon master fighting for souls.
"well--"
Bing Hun and the other magicians stood in the Supreme Pass and sighed.
The Flame King's soul was seriously injured, and he had to fight for his soul with four demon masters and magic masters. With one against four, the rich soul energy in his body would be exhausted.
A fierce battle of souls broke out in the air.
Just as the rich soul energy of both sides was fully activated, suddenly, faint thunder and lightning, and a clear sound sounded in the sky.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"How can you lose me, Ye Duoduo, in this fierce battle of spirits?"
The mighty laughter resounded in the sky, sweeping across like the roar of rolling thunder.
Ye Xiangfu and other magicians were stunned for a moment when they heard this familiar voice in the Supreme Pass. Suddenly, a touch of ecstasy emerged.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Savior, Ye Duoduo, Leader Ye is here."
Binghun couldn't help but feel a little excited and burst into laughter.
The evil old monster Murong Jie wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"This little boy has finally come to the supreme level."
"Wushangguan, we can be saved."
Ye Xiangfu slowly lay down on the chair and let out a long sigh of relief.
"The great difficulty has been lifted!"
All the magicians next to him breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.
