Northern Abyss Immortal Clan

Knowing from the memory of the clone Soul Yin, the soul killed before was definitely the elder of the soul demon clan.

The soul demon in front of him had a slightly weaker breath than Soul Jue.

It shouldn't be the leader of the soul demon clan, there are even stronger opponents in this soul realm.

After the spirit demon clan is a ghost and immortal, it has a history of hundreds of thousands of years.

In addition, this place is the old lair of the spirit demon, there will be no shortage of things like the big formation.

If he really started, Wang Daoyuan would not be sure to win easily.

Just fighting in the soul domain, no matter the victory or defeat, the soul demon clan will suffer heavy losses.

This old soul demon said soft words, but also didn't want to ruin his lair, not really afraid of Wang Daoyuan.

The purpose of Wang Daoyuan's trip was to try to subdue the soul demon.

The soul demon clan has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, and the ancestors were a pair of ghosts and immortals.

Such a background is equivalent to the inheritance of the earth immortal.

Coupled with the infinite power of divine consciousness, and the ability to shuttle yin and yang.

They have enough advantages to maintain their pride.

If they can't get rid of their arrogance, they can't surrender.

Even because of this visit, Wang Daoyuan would hate Wang Daoyuan, and maybe he would find a chance to attack Yan Kingdom.

"Yunyi, is this old guy delicious?"

Yunyi wiped the dripping saliva with his paw, and nodded repeatedly: "Master, the smell from this old guy is so tempting, I can't help but want to eat him."

"Then what are you waiting for? Go up and eat him.

The blood of the dignified Soul Eater Hades, still can't take a lonely wild ghost with a slightly higher cultivation base? "

With the owner's consent, the two clouds on Yunyi's shoulders instantly turned into wings and flew towards the old man.

Seeing Yunyi pounced, the old soul demon was also frightened, and he didn't mean to carry it hard.

The whole person became transparent, and then disappeared into the boundless gray fog.

When the food to his mouth was gone, Yunyi was anxiously defeated.

He roared with his head up, and a whirlpool formed in his mouth. After swallowing a large amount of gray mist, his anger was calmed slightly.

Wang Daoyuan nodded secretly. When the fat cat saw his favorite food, he finally had the demeanor of a beast blood.

At this moment, voices came from all directions.

"Sovereign, my soul clan has already requested to surrender, why do you still want to make a move?"

Wang Daoyuan sneered: "Calculate me with the teleportation array left over from ancient times. Now that I am out, you can't help me.

Say a few soft words, just want me not to pursue it anymore.

Are your spirit monsters so self-righteous? "

In the depths of the mist, a majestic voice came: "Wang Daoyuan, although you have a high level of cultivation, you still have two demon races and two sacred beast bloodlines to help out, but the hundreds of thousands of years of my soul race is not a display."

"The soul demon clan really takes themselves seriously. If there is a spirit demon, with the means left by the ghosts, it can easily block the combat power of our three gods.

If there is no God Soul Demon, how much strength can be exerted by the strongest means?

Akabane, let this group of people, not ghosts or ghosts, see your strength. "

The Akabane Crow, who had already put away his magical powers, once again turned into a golden sun.

Wang Daoyuan's previously condensed fire attribute spiritual power did not dissipate, and a ray of red sun real fire was drawn from his body to ignite these spiritual powers.

Suzaku fans are also specially offered to enhance the power of flames.

Under the action of Chiyu Wu and Chiyang True Fire, the gray mist dissipated instantly.

Many horrified cries came, like ghosts crying and howling wolves.

The soul demon clan likes to live in a dark environment, using yin qi to generate energy for cultivation, and they are particularly afraid of pure yang qi.

Wang Daoyuan mocked: "This is the confidence of the soul demon clan? If you want to negotiate, you have to come up with some real skills.

The mere ants are not qualified to negotiate with this seat. "

"Arrogant!"

Before the words fell, a gust of wind blew.

The gray mist gathered into ghost heads under the wind blowing.

Even if the golden light of Akabane Crow was shining down, it could not melt the ghost head quickly.

These ghosts rushed into Wang Daoyuan's domain in an attempt to defeat the enemy with one blow.

With the real fire of Chiyang and the golden light, these ghosts didn't have much abilities.

Wang Daoyuan waved his hand, and more than thirty red golden fireballs smashed out.

This is the Thunder God of Bing Fire, and Wang Daoyuan has the God Thunder of Guishui, Bing Fire God Thunder, and Wutu God Thunder in his hands.

The Guishui Divine Thunder is the strongest, and on the Seven Star Sea, other attributes are not easy to use.

Therefore, there is a lot of effort on the Guishui Shenlei, but the other two types of Shenlei also took the time to deduct it.

In addition to the explosion damage, C Vulcan Thunder has nothing special.

But in conjunction with Chi Yang Real Fire, it is extremely effective against the soul demon clan.

C Vulcan Thunder will explode when it encounters a ghost.

The ghost head collapsed and turned into a gray mist again, quickly dissolving under the golden light of Akabane Crow.

The flames emitted by Lei Beng, the **** of fire, continued to disperse the surrounding gray mist.

After several confrontations, the gray mist within a thousand miles disappeared.

After staying in the gray environment for a long time, now that the gray fog disappeared, Wang Daoyuan felt refreshed in his heart.

"If it's still such a trick, don't waste time."

Suddenly, the ground began to vibrate slightly.

Wang Daoyuan felt that the aura nearby was rapidly decreasing, as if he had been sucked away by something.

Even his own field seems to have been severely suppressed, unable to exert half of its power.

"This defensive formation is called Huangquan Yinfeng Formation, and it was created by the two ancestors of the earth immortals of my soul clan.

Since its establishment, it has never been used.

It is also an honor for you to die under the means of the earth immortal. "

As soon as the voice fell, the wind was overwhelming, and the sound of wind was whirring everywhere.

The wind cut across the rocks and kept making "wheezing" sounds, which made people scared to hear.

With Wang Daoyuan's cultivation base, after being blown by the yin wind, he felt a chill.

The head was still slightly dazed, and the soul seemed to be shaken.

It seems that this yin wind not only harms the physical body, but also damages the soul.

He manipulates Chi Yang Real Fire, forming a layer of flame armor on himself.

This flame is extremely solid and has a steady supply of spiritual power, which can completely block the Yin wind.

There was a layer of black flame on the body of the demon prison, and the yin wind could not penetrate the black flame.

The blood spring was covered with a layer of blood-colored mist, and the yin wind couldn't penetrate it.

But Akabane Crow is more troublesome. Even though he is a Tier 5 high-rank cultivation base, the Golden Crow bloodline in his body is already very pure.

But this place is after all the soul domain, and there are Yin Qi-like energy everywhere, which greatly restricts him.

The yin wind kept blowing, and the golden light on his body was getting weaker and weaker.

Wang Daoyuan controlled Chiyang Real Fire, condensing a fireball, and wrapped the Akabane Crow in it.

However, Yunyi likes this environment very much. In the squally wind, there is no discomfort at all.

On the contrary, he was flying up and down in this biting yin wind, and he looked like he was enjoying.

This guy's ancestor was a watcher of ghosts, and this little wind is nothing compared to the underworld.

Wang Daoyuan shouted: "Yun Yi, don't just play with yourself, and abolish this yin wind."

Yun Yi wanted to continue to play Huan, but now his master spoke, he didn't dare to disobey.

I saw a wave of golden spiritual power appeared around his body, and these golden spiritual powers quickly rotated around him, and soon formed a small whirlwind.

This whirlwind is incomparable to the yin wind, but the strong yin wind blows over, instead of dissipating the whirlwind, it is absorbed by the whirlwind.

As time goes by, the whirlwind gets stronger and stronger.

If this continues, it won't take long before all the yin wind will be controlled by Yunyi.

Suddenly, it started to rain.

The raindrops are very small, but powerful.

Chi Yang Zhenhuo wasn't afraid of this, but the two demon clones were embarrassed.

The yellow spring water fell on them, and the black flames and **** mist used to protect their bodies were severely corroded.

They can only rely on their strong spiritual power to withstand the erosion of the yellow spring water.

Looking at the raindrops carefully, Wang Daoyuan felt very familiar.

The raindrops were earthy yellow, exuding a faint gloom and lifelessness.

This kind of water king is not unfamiliar, it is the yellow spring water that has been seen in the Secret Realm of Huangquan before.

It's a pity that Wang Minglong didn't come. If he came, he could use this yellow spring to quench his thirst.

After all, the Nine Nether Dragon clan lives in the Huangquan River.

The spiritual power of the cloud wing has also been eroded, and the whirlwind around the body can no longer expand.

Wang Daoyuan continued to shout: "Does the soul demon have this ability?"

"The source of the spiritual power of this yellow spring yin wind array is the gray mist that penetrates through the spiritual veins and the underworld, which is endless.

It's easy for the formation to last for decades. I see how long you can last. "

"You seem to have forgotten one thing. We have been defending so far and have never counterattacked.

Now it's up to your ancestors to leave behind the means, whether they can withstand the cultivators of the gods. "

Before the words came to an end, the avatar demon prison sacrificed a pitch-black magic sword.

As soon as the magic sword came out, it began to swallow the surrounding Yinfeng and Huangquan raindrops.

Yinfeng and yellow spring water are very corrosive to general magical artifacts, but they don't seem to be of much use to demonic magical artifacts.

Then he swung his sword and cut out a black sword light, and then there was a "rumbling" sound, and then there was no movement.

An arrogant laughter came from the gray mist: "The Demon Race is indeed powerful, but it almost means trying to break through the yin wind gusts of the Huangquan."

A single attack was useless, Wang Daoyuan took out the forged immortal cauldron, ordered Chiyuwu to get into the cauldron, and injected a large amount of red sun real fire into the cauldron.

Afterwards, the forged celestial tripod swallowed a large number of Yinfeng and Huangquan raindrops.

After the yin wind and raindrops entered the cauldron, they were all refined.

The forging immortal also mocked: "The confluence of yin and yang is really good for nurturing magical artifacts."

Seeing the yin wind getting smaller and smaller, the raindrops were all taken away by the Forging Immortal Ding.

A gray long sword suddenly appeared above Wang Daoyuan's head. Although this long sword was the peak of Tier 5, its aura was extremely terrifying.

It is not a normal magic weapon, it should be a means left behind by Da Neng or Guixian.

The gray long sword did not fall directly, but absorbed the yin wind and yellow spring water droplets in the air.

Wang Daoyuan waved his hand, and a large amount of fire attribute spirit power gathered in the Vermillion Bird fan.

A scarlet flame Suzaku with a wingspan of more than ten feet flew out and lunged at the gray sword.

The yin wind around the gray sword and the raindrops of the yellow spring quickly dissipated, and the strength of the gray sword itself was also rapidly consumed.

Just heard a sharp voice: "Soul Slash!"

A sword shadow was separated from the gray long sword, this sword shadow pierced through the Flame Suzaku and fell over Wang Daoyuan's head.

As soon as Jian Ying appeared, his soul felt like a catastrophe was imminent.

A black ball is condensed in the hands of the avatar demon prison, which emits several black lightning.

Jian Ying was vulnerable to the black lightning and disappeared instantly.

Ten thousand magic demons are also known for their diverse methods. This lightning is a spell of Thunder demons.

After smashing the sword shadow, the Demon Prison merged the black ball into the black long sword, and the entire body of the sword flashed with black electric light.

He leaped high ~www.readwn.com~ and swung his sword towards the grey sword.

Just hearing a "click", the gray long sword was chopped into two sections.

But the gray long sword is not simple, and it hasn't lost its spirituality. The two blades are automatically joined together and restored to the original state.

The material of this sword is quite weird, half virtual and half real, with extremely low strength, but it is difficult to destroy.

The Demon Prison didn't stop, and once again swung the sword to cut it off.

Wang Daoyuan shouted: "Forge immortals."

The Forging Celestial Cauldron also stopped absorbing the yin wind and the raindrops of Huangquan, releasing the force of suppression, making the two severing swords unable to move.

Subsequently, they were included in the Dingzhong.

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