In the sky above the Yan clan, when Yan regained consciousness and blocked the fatal blow from the Soul-Eating King, he opened his eyes and looked around. The sky and the earth were dark, with no sun, moon and stars visible above, and no earth, mountains or rivers below.
What you see in your eyes is nothing but black mist and ghost energy. What you see is the howling wind, thousands of ghosts walking at night, resentment and death energy rising into the sky, suppressing the essence, blood and yang energy. The sound of ghosts weeping and enchanting words reaches your ears, stirring the soul and soul.
At this time, the Soul-Eating Dharma King who had retreated with just one blow had completely disappeared into the heavy ghost mist, without any trace. Countless ghosts roared and circled around Yan, but they had no intention of attacking further.
Seeing this situation, Yan probably understood what the Soul-Eating King was thinking. The other party obviously wanted to trap him with this ghost realm and countless ghosts.
"I must not fulfill this old ghost's wish, otherwise I'm afraid I'll lose the opportunity again if he succeeds in his secret plan." Yan has learned his lesson and has made a decision in the blink of an eye.
Thinking like this, Yan Xin split his mind into two tasks, running the Four Symbols Divine Cauldron with all his strength, carefully paying attention to the situation in the surrounding ghost realm, and guarding against possible secret attacks by the Soul-Eating Dharma King.
On the other hand, Yan suddenly took out a handle of black floating dust out of thin air, and then flicked the floating dust. Countless black roots suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the divine light shone, entangled and intertwined with each other, forming a mysterious black portal behind him.
With the appearance of this portal, the roaring ghost figures in the surrounding ghost realm suddenly stagnated, and then suddenly became chaotic.
One part seemed to be frightened and kept retreating in fear; the other part seemed to be attracted by the black portal and wanted to get closer but was restrained by the invisible force and began to roar and struggle unwillingly.
Yan was not surprised by this, and with a thought in his heart, he mobilized the power of the Samsara Judge Pen that he had just temporarily withdrawn from Ziyan Lingjun, and used the dust in his hand as a medium to flick it towards the ghosts in the ghost realm.
Suddenly, a black and white divine light appeared. The light seemed soft, but wherever it passed, the ghosts and mist were obedient. All the evil ghosts were restrained, and then they were swept into the body behind Yan without any resistance. Within the portal.
As this black and white divine light appeared and swept across, the countless ghosts in the ghost realm began to be brushed into the black portal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Under the chain reaction, the ghost mist in the ghost realm began to become thinner and thinner, and the resentful and deadly air became weaker and weaker. However, in the blink of an eye, the ghost realm was no longer sustainable and began to collapse rapidly.
"It turns out to be a ghost robe!"
When Yan brushed the last ghost in the ghost realm into the black portal, with a thought in his mind, the black and white divine light in his hand suddenly exploded, and he swiped it all around, causing the already unstable ghost realm to explode. It collapsed, and a black ghost robe fell from the sky.
However, it was said that after the Soul-Eating Dharma King secretly attacked Yan, he saw that the attack missed and stopped entangled. In his mind, he used the ghost robe and robes on his body as a ghost realm, temporarily trapping Yan in it.
He himself flashed and came to the sky above the Yan family. He did this in the air, attracting the Yin energy from all directions. He wanted to use the evil spirit of heaven and earth to reverse Yin and Yang, turn the world of Yang into the realm of Yin, and then break through all the world in one fell swoop. The realm of ghosts and gods of the Yan tribes.
In order to achieve the maximum harvest of You Yan's human sacrifices before the support of the Yan family arrives and the demons retreat, thus bringing a perfect end to tonight's action.
It's just that this method changes the heaven and the earth, which is against the laws of heaven and detrimental to merit. The cause and effect are not small.
The Soul-Eating Dharma King also planned to immediately stay away from the river basin and start a low-key retreat to digest the gains while avoiding the backlash of cause and effect.
It's just that nine out of ten things in the world don't go your way.
The Soul-Eating Dharma King had just begun to cast spells, and the Yin Qi in the surrounding world was about to begin to gather. He felt the commotion of the ghosts from his ghost robe used to surround Yan.
Just when he was distracted to check, the group of ghosts had already begun to break away from the control of the ghost robe, and the ghost robe also began to become weaker and weaker at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then quickly escaped from his control.
Seeing this change, the Soul-Eating King's expression suddenly changed, and he wanted to control the collected immeasurable Yin Qi to strengthen the power and control of the ghost robe.
However, before the Soul-Eating Dharma King could take action, a black and white divine light suddenly shot into the sky, and then the ghost robe completely escaped his control and fell lightly from the sky.
Under the ghost robe, Yan looked solemn, holding floating dust in his hand, surrounded by black and white divine light, standing proudly out of thin air, with a mysterious black portal divine light behind him, making the whole person majestic and sacred.
Reaching out to catch the fallen ghost robe, Yan casually saw it tucked into his sleeves. He raised his head and looked at the Soul-Eating Dharma King who was surrounded by immeasurable Yin Qi, and his pupils shrank slightly.
Without the slightest hesitation, and resolutely adhering to the principle of striking first, the innate spiritual treasure - the Samsara Judge's Pen suddenly appeared in his hand.
Inspiring the magic power of the Three Treasures throughout his body, an unusually bright black and white aura emerged from the tip of the Samsara Judge Pen, and it seemed as if a vast black and white galaxy suddenly appeared in the sky above the Yan clan.
The brilliance of the innate spiritual treasure finally bloomed with its due brilliance at this moment. The entire Youyan clan and even the Yanjiang River Basin, the vast black and white galaxy shined in all directions.
Under the bright aura of the galaxy, all living beings, whether they are ants and mosquitoes that live and die, or immortal gods and demons, and even mysterious immortals and ghost kings like the Soul-Eating King, can't help but tremble at this moment.
Then with Yan's soft roar, little bits of spiritual light fell, instantly immobilizing the souls of all living beings, and no one could escape.
It was also at this moment that the Youyan clan, which was originally noisy, suddenly became unusually and abruptly quiet, as quiet as death.
Regardless of friend or foe, everyone was frozen in place. However, relatively speaking, the expressions on the faces of the Yan family are much better.
But tonight, the faces of many demons who came from the Soul-Eating Dharma King all changed dramatically, and their eyes were filled with fear, even the Soul-Eating Dharma King was no exception.
The Soul-Eating Dharma King was able to pull up such a team in the ancient world where the weak and the strong preyed on the strong, and he cultivated to the realm of Xuanxian. Naturally, he was not a simple person.
The moment he was immobilized by the black and white aura, he already knew something was wrong. Without any hesitation, he activated the technique of substitution instantly. His soul consciousness moved thousands of miles away and exchanged with the substitute spirit ghost, hoping to get rid of the lock of the black and white aura. , thus escaping to heaven.
Unfortunately, the pen of the Judge of Reincarnation is tied to the cause and effect, destiny, and merit, and directly anchors the true spirit. Unless one can directly isolate and cut off the cause and effect of fate with great supernatural powers and magic, once it is locked, it will be difficult to escape even if one goes to heaven or the earth and uses all kinds of means.
Therefore, after the Soul-Eating King sacrificed countless hidden substitutes, finally, in a dark and deserted corner, his true soul was desperately trapped in the last substitute spirit ghost.
