At this time, the prototype of the black-robed man's soul had already left his body, and he was about to take the opportunity to escape. Zhou Yang wanted to destroy his soul, but the bone had already attacked, and he had to escape.
The prototype of the black-robed man's soul took advantage of this gap and flew away far away.
Zhou Yang drove the Demon Suppressing Tower to resist the Bone Magic Artifact, with a look of rage on his face. If the man in white robe hadn't stopped him, how could that man's spirit escape?
So he directed all his anger at the man in white robe, and while using the Demon Suppressing Tower with all his strength to suppress the attack, he frequently used the Spirit Control Sword Technique, forcing the man in white robe to retreat again and again.
The prototype soul of the black-robed cultivator shot out, thinking he had escaped Zhou Yang's clutches, but his luck was really bad.
As he was escaping, he glared at Zhou Yang viciously, thinking to himself that he would take revenge one day, but without warning, he plunged into the battlefield of two other golden elixir masters.
It happened that the two golden elixir masters were both fire attribute cultivators, and they were performing their own fire attribute skills. The devastated black-robed man's prototype soul was wrapped in blazing flames and instantly turned into ashes.
The white-robed demon cultivator was shocked by Zhou Yang's ferocity. He never expected that this man not only had a deep scheming mind to trap and kill his companions, but he could also perform advanced Taoist arts while manipulating superior magic weapons. It seemed that he had encountered It's time for hard work.
However, this person's magic cultivation skills are also very good, and he was able to resolve Zhou Yang's attacks one by one under the suppression of the demon-suppressing ring tone.
After hundreds of moves, the white-robed cultivator sneered secretly. Although this person was strong and the magic weapon was powerful, his cultivation level was there after all. He could only exert a small part of the power of this superior magic weapon. It would not be useful to him. The threat posed is limited.
His guess was not bad. Although the Demon Suppressing Tower had the effect of suppressing the demonic cultivator's soul, it required the control of a massive amount of golden elixir power. However, the mana power of the first elixir realm was not enough to be fully utilized.
But Zhou Yang is not just a beginner alchemy cultivator. In terms of cultivation, it is no problem to say that he is at the peak of the early stage. Moreover, the power of the fire-type golden elixir is extremely powerful and can support it.
The two exchanged hundreds of moves again. The man in white robe suddenly pointed his finger in the air. The white bone suddenly grew in size and instantly turned into a huge palace covered with white bones. Xiang Zhou Yang was hooded.
Countless vague shadows suddenly appeared from the palace. Each shadow stretched out its pale hands and kept calling Zhou Yang.
At the same time, Zhou Yang's soul trembled suddenly, and two figures instantly appeared in front of his eyes. They were blurry at first, and then became clear.
Those two figures were none other than his parents!
His parents were calling him home.
At this time, his mother opened her hands to hold him in her warm arms, while his father was looking at him with kind eyes, hoping that he would return to his mother's arms soon.
Zhou Yang's eyes were blurry, and his soul slowly rose from the altar and flew towards the bone palace, but his body remained motionless.
The man in white robe smiled sinisterly, knowing that Zhou Yang was controlled by his magic weapon and was about to become a ray of his soul, so he injected more magic power into the magic weapon, hoping to kill the opponent as soon as possible.
Zhou Yang was completely trapped in illusion. He needed the warm embrace of his parents and their kindness. At this moment, he left everything behind and just wanted to fall into their warm embrace.
The Demon Suppressing Tower trembled slightly, and it was about to fall due to the loss of Zhou Yang's mental control.
However, just when the mark of the mind in the magic weapon completely disappeared, a vague shadow suddenly flew out from the tower. The shadow grabbed the trace of Zhou Yang's soul that was about to disappear, and struggled to pull it into the tower, snatching it back alive. .
Not only that, the shadow's pull also pulled another bit of Zhou Yang's soul into the pagoda.
Zhou Yang's soul was in pain. He suddenly woke up from the illusion and found that he had left his body and was just a hair away from the Palace of Bones before he was about to be ingested. In shock, his soul quickly disappeared into the altar, and his body became stiff. With a tremor, body and soul were united again.
The man in white robe was making his own secrets when he suddenly felt that Zhou Yang's soul had lost control. He couldn't help being stunned, and hurriedly used the Bone Palace to cover his head, trying to force Zhou Yang's body into it.
However, Zhou Yang had already woken up and instantly controlled the Demon Suppressing Tower to hit it upwards. The two magic weapons intersected. In addition to making a clanging sound, there was also the crisp Demon Suppressing Bell sound.
At this moment, Zhou Yang felt that his connection with the Demon Suppression Tower was much stronger than before, and he also felt that the power of the pagoda was much greater.
As soon as it hit, the opponent's bone palace flew out. The man in white robe spurted out a mouthful of blood, suddenly held his head and howled incessantly.
Zhou Yang understood that this was because of the demon-suppressing ring tone. At the moment when the two treasures collided, the demon-suppressing ring tone severely damaged the prototype of the white-robed man's soul!
God-given opportunity, the other party has such a big flaw and gap, how can Zhou Yang misplace it, he will treat the other person in his own way.
With the powerful power of his soul, he quickly displayed the Holy Martial Forbidden Technique.
The man in white robe was in agony, and at this moment, another spiritual consciousness broke into his soul. It was very domineering and unstoppable, and his goal was very clear, to completely control him while his soul was weak.
But the man in white robe is no ordinary person. He majors in the magic of divine souls, and his soul power is naturally extraordinary and comparable to that of golden elixirs. He was struck by this spirit and became much more awake. He endured the huge pain and began to fight back forcefully.
Zhou Yang felt that his soul was stagnant, and the Forbidden God Technique was obviously blocked.
This was the first time for him to use the Forbidden God Technique on a golden elixir master, and he had no experience at all. The golden elixir master had just formed his soul and had greatly increased his soul power, making it very difficult to control him.
Besides, this was a battlefield, and they were not alone. In addition to fighting the white-robed man, Zhou Yang also had to guard against sneak attacks from others. He was distracted and could not completely sink his mind, so the two of them were in a stalemate.
What broke the balance was a white light that came from nowhere. The white light was extremely fast and went straight to the back of the white-robed man.
As a golden elixir master, the white-robed man's ability to see and listen in all directions was far beyond that of others. Not only did he sense the incoming white light, but he also understood in his heart that this white light was also an attack from a golden elixir master.
However, the terrible thing is that although he sensed danger, it was at a critical moment. If the clone dodges, he will have to use part of his mind. In that case, in the soul battle between the two sides, he is likely to lose miserably, and what awaits him will be the tragic end of becoming the opponent's puppet.
But if he ignores this white light, his body will be destroyed.
This is a dilemma!
Although his hesitation only lasted a moment, masters fight for the smallest detail. The white-robed man's momentary hesitation gave Zhou Yang an opportunity, and he clearly felt the slightest fluctuation in the opponent's soul.
