The overwhelming rich soul energy brought by the blood-red soul shadow, which is only possessed by a soul-fighting fanatic, has already emerged before his eyes.
The red, sticky and rich soul energy filled the palm of his hand and made Lang Zhongtian's handsome face look particularly ferocious.
"The soul must be destroyed!"
As soon as Lang Zhongtian shouted ferociously, he slapped Ye Duoduo's chest with that palm force.
At this moment, the void of space and time burst into long, thin black cracks, filling the sky with blood-red and rich soul energy.
The sharp and rich soul energy with the smell of blood rushed towards him.
Ye Duoduo looked at Lang Zhongtian, with that ferocious expression, and a chill flashed across his eyes.
In the palm of the hand, the crimson crystal light passed through time and space silently, and lightly and violently smashed together with the blood-red palm of Lang Zhongtian.
"boom--"
A shocking explosion sound suddenly sounded at this moment.
A huge stone platform about twenty feet tall.
There was a loud sound and exploded into countless fragments.
A wisp of terrifyingly rich soul energy rippled and spread rapidly.
If it affects others, the soul power that comes from it must be quietly resolved.
Or, it can only be caused by severe soul damage and direct soul destruction.
Some magicians and alchemists who were close had no time to escape. They were shocked to the point of vomiting blood and could only retreat.
In the soul fighting arena, there was a commotion after being affected by the strong soul energy.
One after another, the eyes quickly turned to the fighting spirit field.
There, the sky was filled with dust, making it difficult to see the current situation clearly.
"boom--"
When everyone was anxious, a body the size of a fist suddenly came out with a deep voice.
Countless people saw a figure flying upside down in the spirit fighting arena like a kite with its string broken.
It hit the ground hard and spread dozens of meters before slowly stopping.
When they saw the blood-red figure covered in blood and looking particularly embarrassed, the whole place fell into silence.
Countless magicians and alchemists had to take a breath of cold air.
"hiss--"
The secret door is a famous Asura who is passionate about fighting souls.
Today, is the soul defeated and wounded so miserable?
Lang Zhongtian still lost his soul and was wounded in the hands of a young boy.
The whole place was silent.
The dust in the sky gradually fell, and a thin figure slowly emerged.
Looking around, he saw that the black robe was still as neat as before, completely unlike a magician who had gone through a fierce soul battle.
"Concession!"
Ye Duoduo bowed his hands towards the waves and only smiled.
"Pfft——"
Lang Zhongtian, whose face was ashen, finally spat out a mouthful of blood at this moment.
His proud spirit-fighting enthusiasm was completely broken by Ye Duoduo.
"Hehehehe——"
Ye Duoduo looked at Lang Zhongtian, whose face was ashen and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and smiled faintly.
His fingers touched the string of stars and moon Bodhi on his wrist.
This is the ice-condensed spirit fire left over from Master Changduo's soul body during the fierce soul battle just now.
In this fierce battle for souls, Lang Zhongtian was scolded and cursed. The soul was defeated or the soul was defeated. The soul was seriously injured, what could be left?
Lang Zhongtian wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth and looked at Ye Duoduo with red eyes.
The ferocious spirit-fighting craze, just like the crazy spirit beasts and monsters, was suppressed by Ye Duoduo.
"Hehehehe——"
Ye Duoduo chuckled slightly, his voice seemed a bit flat.
"The discussion on alchemy techniques in the arena has been changed to a fierce battle of souls."
"You have lost your soul and been wounded. Take your people and leave!"
Lang Zhongtian's face twitched.
With a sinister look in his eyes, he looked at Ye Duoduo.
In his eyes, the fervor for fighting souls had been completely suppressed by Ye Duoduo's soul defeat and injury.
It's just that I'm a little unwilling, my soul is defeated and my soul is hurt.
In his opinion, the previous fierce soul fighting, soul defeat and soul injury were due to a mistake in judgment when activating soul power and martial soul.
If I had been on guard, could I still be so defeated, hurt, and so embarrassed?
Yuan Ming, the master of the secret door, looked at Lang Zhongtian, who had a livid face, and a look of forlornness appeared on his face.
He still underestimated Ye Duoduo.
Asuras with secret doors and evil reputations will lose their souls and be wounded.
From this point of view, Ye Duoduo's soul power level ranks among the top in Dongzhou Continent.
This is the true standout among their younger generation.
The young boy, whose soul was defeated and hurt, still had a high level of alchemy, and won the first place in the alchemy competition in one fell swoop.
The soul power level and the alchemy level are both excellent, and he has achieved such high and superhuman achievements at the same time.
In the Wuzhou Continent, although Ye Duoduo is not alone, among the same age, they are rare.
"It seems that this little boy cannot be kept. Otherwise, he will definitely become a great disaster to the secret door."
Yuan Ming, the master of the secret door, felt a sense of sadness in his heart.
That's soul-fighting mania.
Turning his eyes, he suddenly stepped out.
In a flash, he appeared in front of Ye Duoduo.
Only a few feet apart.
A cold shout, like thunder and lightning, exploded in the spirit fighting arena.
"snort--"
"What an uneducated little boy. The martial arts competition can actually seriously damage the human soul."
"Didn't your tutor teach you what etiquette is?"
Yuan Ming, the master of the secret door, shouted, and his big hand directly penetrated the void of time and space, and fiercely grabbed Ye Duoduo's head.
It seems that once this kind of soul power is grasped firmly, Ye Duoduo's head will explode like a hydrogen balloon.
"Yuan Ming, what are you going to do?"
Outside the stone platform, the great elder Kong Lingzi's expression changed when he saw the master of the secret sect directly challenging Ye Duoduo to a fierce soul fight.
There was only the sound of angry shouts.
Yuan Ming, the master of the secret door, ignored Kong Lingzi's angry shouts.
At this time, Ye Duoduo was already a little obsessed with Ye Duoduo.
Leaving Ye Duoduo behind, as the master of the secret sect, would make him feel uncomfortable sleeping and eating.
"Boy, pay for my son's life!"
The master of the secret door, Yuan Ming, looked ferocious.
The right palm move is about to hit Ye Duoduo.
A sneer appeared on Ye Duoduo's face.
"hey-hey--"
His fingers moved, and a golden soul shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.
"when--"
The palm of the secret door master Yuan Ming slapped the golden soul heavily.
It just brought out a crisp symphony of gold and iron.
A ray of terrifying and rich soul energy did not even shake the person's soul body.
After activating his soul power, he suddenly felt a soreness and numbness in his palm.
The face of the secret door master Yuan Ming suddenly changed.
When he raised his eyes, he saw an expressionless, hollow face.
Then, the golden fist shook the time and space, and there was nothing fancy at all.
A burst of soul power struck towards his head.
Yuan Ming faced this ray of golden light, which brought out a dazzling and rich soul energy, and some chills stood up all over his body.
The vast and rich soul energy rippled in the palm of my hand, and I hurriedly met it.
"boom--"
A low muffled sound sounded in the air.
An invisible and colorless rich soul energy rippled and spread like lightning.
The stone platform that was originally turned into rubble in front of me, at this time, directly collapsed and turned into some powder.
With one punch and one palm, each activates soul power and martial soul intertwining.
The figure of the master of the secret door was suddenly seen flying backwards.
Falling to the ground, he took more than ten steps back with his feet.
Deng Deng Deng Deng——
He stopped and raised his head in shock, looking at the golden soul demon in front of Ye Duoduo. There were still waves of numbness in his palms.
There was a huge wave of terror in my heart.
He could sense mentally that the golden soul shadow was just a soul demon taking on a soul body.
However, the Soul Demon's soul power level had already made his whole body feel cold and chilly.
He is a soul demon with the soul power level of the Demon Immortal Master.
