Shangguan Ce glanced sideways, and the Nine Cold Ice Thorn suspended in front of him suddenly accelerated and stabbed Chi Yao's face fiercely.

"Who are you?"

clang!

Unfortunately, the scene Shangguan Ce was looking forward to did not appear.

Chi Yao is not a six-tailed demon fox. He didn't even use the blood-devouring bead. He only used the non-combat magic weapon soul-destroying stick to block the attack of the Nine Cold Ice Thorns.

Not even just blocking.

Shangguan Ce looked at his magic weapon which was being entangled with streaks of black energy, and wanted to use his strength to shake the opponent away.

But unfortunately, he found that the Nine Cold Ice Thorn suddenly seemed less obedient, and the connection between him and the magic weapon instantly weakened a lot.

This is the power of the soul-destroying rod.

This celestial iron, which has been tempered by Jiuyou for thousands of years, can not only absorb souls spontaneously, but can also actively eliminate soul marks if it is combined with the secret techniques of ghosts.

There are only two ways for monks to refine magic weapons. The first is blood refining. From then on, the life of the magic weapon is intertwined with the magic weapon and cannot be used by others. The second, and the most popular one, is to use magic power to refine it, leaving a trace in the magic weapon.

A mental imprint is required to control it. When the magic weapon is destroyed, the host may be mentally damaged.

And this kind of spiritual imprint, from a certain perspective, is also within the hunting range of the soul-destroying rod.

As long as this spiritual mark can be worn away, the magic weapon will be free again.

Shangguan Ce reacted quickly. The moment he discovered that the magic weapon was not obedient, he increased his force output and just used the force to make the bricks fly away to snatch back the Nine Cold Ice Thorns.

But he snatched the thing back, but after the experience of almost losing the magic weapon just now, he didn't dare to let it go again.

He had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and launch a magic attack.

"Xuanhuo Transformation!"

Hula~

A red fire dragon galloped up and opened its bloody mouth towards Chi Yao.

Chi Yao didn't put much thought into it. After his soul became more solid, his micro-manipulation ability became much stronger.

I saw streaks of black energy emerging from the soul-stirring rod, like soul-binding chains from the Nine Netherworld, rushing straight towards Shangguan Ce.

As for that fire dragon?

It's just something that was destroyed by the soul-binding chain.

Although Shangguan Ce boasted that he was well-informed, he had never experienced this battle before.

It was this black energy that almost took away his magic weapon just now. Now, before he knew the details, he did not dare to contact the opponent again, so he had to fight and retreat, using magic to resist one or two from time to time.

It didn't take long for the second master of Fenxiang Valley to be cornered.

But it's a pity that this is the third level of the Xuanhuo Altar, the Ten Thousand Years Ice Prison.

There is only one way out of here, and that is behind Chi Yao.

Shangguan Ce wanted to escape, but he could only retreat all the way, getting further and further away from the exit.

With nothing to do, he finally had to run to the mysterious fire chain that restrained the nine-tailed sky fox, and threatened with anger: "You are here to save this beast, right? Believe it or not, I will kill it now?!"

The six-tailed demon fox was a little nervous, and the hatred in his eyes burned like a raging flame. If looks could kill, Shangguan Ce would have been riddled with holes.

As for the nine-tailed sky fox, ever since the six-tailed demon fox appeared, its eyes have been fixed on its son. Even if Shangguan Ce used it as the bargaining chip to threaten Chi Yao, it could not divert its attention in the slightest.

"Ah,"

Chi Yao chuckled when he heard this, "Do you think you still have that chance?"

"Varied……"

Before the exclamation could be fully uttered, it was completely blocked back in his throat.

Shangguan Ce was shocked to find that at some point, he had been entangled in strands of black energy!

"How could it be? I was very careful to avoid it?!"

He roared in disbelief in his heart.

But it's a pity that these words will never be spoken.

These black gases with the ability to capture souls are called "soul-capturing threads" by Chi Yao. The soul-capturing threads that have quietly clung to Shangguan Ce's body suddenly become thicker, turning from thin threads into ropes, and then into curtains, trapping Shangguan Ce.

The whole package is like a black coffin.

【Prison of Soul-Capturing Silk】!

"Well!"

Shangguan Ce, whose soul was severely damaged, only had time to let out a muffled groan before his eyes lost their proper brightness.

His soul has begun to be slowly pulled out of the body.

Obviously, Shangguan Ce had no countermeasures to this.

If they are disciples of the Qingyun Sect, they will use thunder to purify the soul-catching thread; the Buddha's light from Tianyin Temple has a similar effect.

Although Soul Seizing Thread looks very powerful, it is a ghost after all and will be restrained by these forces with completely opposite properties.

But Incense Valley...

Sorry, they really can't help it.

After all, the incomplete incense-burning jade book cannot refine the true fire of Samadhi.

So, when the prison of soul-stirring silk dispersed, Shangguan Ce fell to the ground.

After getting rid of the people who were in the way, Chi Yao put away the soul-destroying stick and finally turned his attention to the giant creature that had been standing here.

That's a white fox.

Even though she was tightly bound by the mysterious fire chain, her elegance and charm seemed to be innate and undiminished.
Chapter completed!