The Nether Dragon Clan in Taixu Illusion Realm.
This is a mysterious ethnic group.
The level of soul power is very terrifying.
However, the Taixu Illusion Realm Nether Dragon Clan does not show mountains or dew on the Dongzhou Continent.
However, the level of soul power is very powerful.
This ethnic group comes from the inheritance of the prehistoric period.
How powerful is the soul power level after having it for so many years?
When Ye Xianxian appeared, Leng Hanhan already felt that her identity was unusual, but he never thought that she was actually a member of the Dark Dragon Clan in the Taixu Illusion Realm.
However, the Minglong clan behaves in a low-key manner and will not show off in any situation.
On Dongzhou Continent, there are many people with strong soul power, and there are many major sects.
There are many sectarian forces that provoke fierce soul battles with Haidong, but there are very few of them.
Many sects are well behaved and most of them are not as famous as Haidong. No one dares to provoke Haidong.
"well--"
"I didn't expect that she would be a member of the Taixu Illusion Realm Nether Dragon Clan."
Leng Han's face turned slightly blue.
His soul power level is just that of a Demonic Immortal Master with the title of Venerable. In the Central Region, he is a huge sect. In the Five States Continent, what does he count?
Now, he finally understands.
As soon as Ye Xianxian appeared, what she said was not big talk.
The Nether Dragon Clan in Taixu Illusion Realm has an unfathomable level of soul power. It is easy to destroy the soul and dissolve the sea cave.
The cold and cold eyes were somewhat unpredictable.
The old man with white hair and black robe ignored it, and the green and rich soul energy in his palm became more and more intense.
For a moment, like thunder and lightning, they condensed and merged together.
It turned into a green soul mark.
The soul mark in the palm is covered with dark marks.
A terrifying and rich soul energy filled the air from the palm of his hand.
The soul mark in the palm of the hand, and the surrounding space and time, burst open in an instant, turning into dark cracks.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
The soul seal takes shape in the palm of the hand.
The old man with white hair and black robe glanced at Leng Han with his sharp eyes and burst out laughing.
With a sudden wave of his palm, countless weird black soul marks suddenly surged out from his palm.
The soul mark appeared, and the rich soul energy in this world rippled.
The rich soul energy suddenly fluctuated, and even the clouds and mist in the sky were stirred up and roiling.
There are five types of soul power to ward off evil spirits, and each type of soul power is very powerful.
The cold and cold expression suddenly became solemn.
At this time, he could sense it mentally and activate the evil-repelling technique. He could not directly catch it in one round.
This thought passed through Leng Han's heart, and when he gritted his teeth, the silvery white snowflake pattern suddenly shone with a strange light.
The silvery white cold and strong soul energy in the body surged out in a steady stream.
"Ice Xuan Ning Soul Poison——"
"Thunderbolt Soul Seal——"
The rich soul energy with a silvery white cold air condensed and fused in Leng Han's palm like a thunderbolt.
The next moment, a thick layer of silver-white ice quietly condensed and fused on the palm of his hand.
It seems that there is nothing special about Ling Bing, it just gives people a very weird, eerie chill.
The silver-white Ling Bing Soul Seal quickly formed in the palm of his hand.
Leng Hanhan stamped his feet on the ground and flashed out.
The next moment, strange soul marks appeared between them.
With a solemn expression on his face, he used his soul power and struck out fiercely with his palm.
The palm moved according to the heart, and the soul seal was filled with rich soul energy. At the moment Leng Han took the shot, the surrounding cold air was overwhelming and the rich soul energy suddenly erupted.
Silver-white Ling Bing, the rich soul energy is restrained, and there is deadly Ling Bing soul poison in its depth.
If it hits the body, the strong soul energy along with it will be instantly sealed by the ice.
"boom--"
The two powerful souls were like two shooting stars, engaging in a fierce soul battle over Mulan City.
In an instant, they met in a colorful way.
It was earth-shattering and resounded throughout the world.
The terrifying and rich soul energy formed a storm surge and spread in the sky for a while.
There were dark cracks nearly a hundred meters long, and gullies in the sky appeared quietly.
That scene was like a hideous mouth suddenly opening in the sky, which was chilling.
The rich soul energy ripples and spreads, creating a swirling hurricane that sweeps across the world.
In the forest outside Mulan City, countless big trees were uprooted and flew into the distance.
That kind of scene is like the end of the world.
"What a powerful clash of rich soul energy, a masterpiece that enjoys the title of Demonic Immortal Master!"
"The fierce soul fighting scene is so spectacular!"
Ye Duoduo looked at the space-time cracks in the sky with some wonder.
The time and space here are quiet, and cracks are still torn apart.
The two souls fight to activate their soul power, how powerful they are.
"boom--"
In the air, the rich soul energy rippled and spread continuously.
The two figures retreated violently from each other.
The sole of the foot is in the void, and every time it lands, it will stamp out silver-white traces in the void.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"It's really a pleasure. The Ice Mysterious Soul Condensation Poison in Haidong is really powerful!"
The old man with white hair and black robes took only a dozen steps back, stopped, looked up at Leng Han, who was some distance away from him, and laughed heartily.
Qing Lenghan shook his body and stabilized his body.
The palms trembled slightly.
A look of solemnity flashed across his eyes.
The technique to ward off evil is worthy of the advanced martial spirit of the Nether Dragon Clan in the Taixu Illusion Realm, and its soul power is so terrifying.
Ye Xianxian saw Leng Han, who was a little embarrassed after a fierce soul battle, but his soul was not seriously injured.
Dai Mei frowned slightly.
In his bright eyes, he glanced at the old man with white hair and black robe.
"Meng Lao, don't waste any time, the fierce spirit battle will end as soon as possible."
"You know, the purpose of our trip to the Central Region is that we don't have much time, so we are wasting it here."
The old man with white hair and black robe shuddered and responded respectfully.
"yes."
"Miss, please wait a moment."
Leng Han in the distance, his face changed slightly, and he shouted hurriedly.
"how?"
"Lord Leng Cave wants to persuade me to hand him over, right?"
The corners of Ye Xianxian's mouth curved, and there was a hint of mockery in her sweet voice.
Leng Hanhan gave a bitter smile, turned his eyes to the black-robed old man's soul-fighting wood-type venerable and the dragon spirit, and spoke in a deep voice.
"Shu Ling, stop fighting the spirit and come back."
The Great Elder of Shuling was already struggling to hold on in the fierce battle for souls.
I was refreshed. I don’t have time to talk to the wood-type venerable. What more can I say?
His body moved and he quickly retreated.
A few flashes appeared beside Leng Han, looking a little confused, and whispered.
"Cave Master——"
"Today, this fierce battle of souls was originally started by Haidong."
"If I have offended you in any way, Leng Hanhan, please forgive me, young lady."
Leng Hanhan ignored the Great Elder Shu Ling, gritted his teeth, and bowed his hands to Ye Xianxian with a stunned expression.
The great elder of Shuling had a dull look on his face, looking cold and cold.
He had never seen Leng Hanhan say such words in a low voice after experiencing a fierce soul battle.
"Who are these people? The cave master is a little afraid of them."
The great elder of Shuling is not a big fool. After a little thought, he already understood.
The other parties were two demon immortal masters with the title of Venerable, and two demon immortal masters who had recently advanced to the eighth round of soul rings. They did not participate in the fierce spirit battle.
Moreover, they are afraid of the prospect behind the mysterious girl, but even Haidong is a little afraid of the Taixu Illusion Realm Nether Dragon Clan.
"Leng Hanhan, what do you mean? Do you want to lose face in Haidong?"
The great elder of the Dragon Spirit intended to retreat. The wood-type venerable, a demonic immortal master, did not dare to provoke the black-robed old man into a fierce soul fight on his own. He could only run away in a hurry and shouted angrily at Leng Hanhan.
