This sound of neither Yin nor Yang can be learned by anyone except the Yin and Yang Ancestor. Before the Yin and Yang Ancestor, the Yin and Yang Ten Thousand Souls Umbrella had already appeared at a height of a thousand meters above Zhao Long. The Yin and Yang Ten Thousand Souls Umbrella rotated in the sky, and it became larger every time it rotated. In the blink of an eye, it had become taller and a hundred meters in size. The resentment inside and the soul kept rushing out, forming two torrents directly pounced on Zhao Long from the air.

This Yin-Yang Ten Thousand Souls Umbrella is a magic weapon obtained by the Yin-Yang Ancestor accidentally. After years of hard work, he has now returned to the level of a medium-grade spiritual weapon. There are people killed by the Yin-Yang Ancestor for hundreds of years, and the souls he secretly collected on the battlefield. At this moment, the old, weak, women and children rushed out, and they have different forms. Once they rush forward, they give people an extremely real feeling.

"I'll be anxious." Looking at the souls that were rushing out of the Yin-Yang Ten Thousand Soul Umbrella with different forms, Zhao Long said to himself, and slapped the wine dragon alchemy cauldron, and a light instantly rushed out. The beast soul ring appeared, and Zhao Long raised his hand and penetrated it with force.

"Ah..." The demon dragon that finally came out of it roared like a madman, and his body swung excitedly, shaking all the wronged souls around him. After being held in for several years, he finally saw Tian again. It was so painful. In the past two years, he had been in prison for two hundred years. Although it was hard, it was at least not like in the wine dragon alchemy cauldron. In the past two years, the fantasy dragon often recalled his days in the demon prison. The only feeling in his heart was that he had known that he had tried his best to escape from the demon prison.

No, even if you don’t want this soul, you must take action and find a way to kill Zhao Long, and then shake the beast soul ring to let your soul body come out. This idea has been thought of countless times, so as soon as it was released, I immediately looked for Zhao Long to show off.

"Why are you stupid? Do you still want to go in?" I discovered Zhao Long, but Huanlong was stunned quickly, and then woke up by Zhao Long's low scolding.

Strong, he has become so powerful, and he will never have any chance to take action now. Although Huanlong thought about what to do after coming out countless times, he really found that Zhao Long's power has increased a lot, which is no longer something he can compete with. His previous thoughts were immediately dispelled.

"Immediately, immediately..." Huanlong was stunned for a moment, nodded and agreed immediately, and then opened his mouth to the wronged souls who were still rushing up, immediately sucking them into it.

At this moment, the Yin-Yang Ancestor had arrived. Seeing Zhao Long summoning a black dragon-shaped magic weapon, he dared to absorb the souls in his Yin-Yang Ten Thousand Souls Umbrella, his Yin-Yang face showed a sarcastic smile: "These unjust souls have amazing resentment. Even if they are absorbed with magic weapons, they will be affected and infected. They are simply ignorant."

The ancestor of Yin and Yang said, controlling the umbrella of Yin and Yang's ten thousand souls, and immediately appeared in it, groups of soldiers and general's souls. Their power became even stronger and they rushed towards the Phantom Dragon frantically.

In the eyes of Fantasy Dragon, this is just a trick of carving insects. Not to mention the souls and resentment of ordinary people, he is not afraid of even the souls and resentment of the Alchemy Dao. He is a person with half his foot into the emperor level. These souls will immediately merge with him when they enter his body. The next moment, the next time the fantasy Dragon surged wildly. Before the Yin-Yang Ancestor could fully react, the Phantom Dragon had rushed into the sky with the help of countless soul powers rushing into his body, and swallowed the Yin-Yang Ten Thousand Soul Umbrella into his mouth.

"No..." The ancestor of Yin and Yang did not expect this to happen at all. The next moment he felt a trace of soul mark left in the Yin and Yang Ten Thousand Souls Umbrella was completely erased and dissipated. He was directly injured and spit out a mouthful of blood.

He never expected that the magic weapon he was most proud of would be swallowed up like this.

"Take me a punch." Zhao Long suddenly took a step and punched the Yin-Yang Ancestor.

The ancestor Yin and Yang was shocked. Two boys who were originally thousands of miles away appeared in front of him in an instant. The two boys had already been refined into magic weapons by him. If the ancestor Yin and Yang were willing, they could even put them in the storage bag. The two boys had no feeling, and they each pinched the magic tricks to block Zhao Long.

"Boom..." There was a direct explosion, and the hands of the two who joined forces to resist Zhao Long were directly blown to pieces, and the two boys were blown away to pieces.

How is it possible, how is it possible? The Yin-Yang Ancestor just discovered that Zhao Long did not contact others immediately, just wanted to get a bargain alone. The Yin-Yang boy joined forces, and it was not easy for him to win, but Zhao Long killed them with one punch. This power was too terrifying. With the help of the Yin-Yang boy's moment of resisting, the Yin-Yang Ancestor had escaped several thousand meters away, but he didn't feel any security in his heart.

Although Zhao Long had made a move when he entered the ancient ruins before, the Yin-Yang Ancestor didn't feel anything at that time. He was very confident at the time and was thinking about finding an opportunity to destroy this boy in the ancient ruins. Zheng Xinyang had said before that Zhao Long became so powerful, and the Yin-Yang Ancestor didn't care too much, because if Zheng Xinyang didn't use that domineering aura, he would not be the opponent of the Yin-Yang Ancestor. Now the Yin-Yang Ancestor has a feeling that the other person can destroy himself under a mountain and the other party can use his backhand.

How powerful is this? Alchemy, yes, only the existence of alchemy can have such terrifying power and feeling.

Seeing that the Yin-Yang Ancestor escaped for thousands of meters in an instant, Zhao Longmeng raised his hand and grabbed it. A huge palm immediately appeared in the air and grabbed it directly at the Yin-Yang Ancestor.

"Yinyang fish, low-grade spiritual weapon flying sword, Yinyang pen......" After hundreds of years of accumulation, the Yinyang ancestor still had a lot of inventory. However, under the huge flame palm condensed by the arson of the setting fire outside Zhao Long, all these things became vulnerable, and even the low-grade spiritual weapon was crushed directly.

"Ah..." The ancestor of Yin and Yang tried his best to prevent the huge palm from grabbing, and he roared unwillingly at the last moment. But what he didn't expect was that the huge palm did not directly pinch him, but just took off the storage bag on his body, then stretched out a finger and pointed directly towards his chest.

"Bang..." The Yin-Yang Ancestor was like an ordinary person hit by a train and flew out directly for dozens of kilometers.

Then the man bumped into the mountain. Although his body was seriously injured, he was not dead. The ancestor Yin and Yang could not believe it. He covered his chest and did not die. He really didn't die. He didn't kill himself. Although he didn't know why, the ancestor Yin and Yang immediately covered his chest and rushed to the distance with all his strength. At this moment, he didn't even dare to have any thoughts or thoughts of revenge.

Looking at the Yin-Yang Ancestor who was running away in a panic, Zhao Long thought to himself that there are still seven years left to find you.

Because the Yin-Yang Ancestor was not dead, his storage bag could only forcefully erase his soul mark. Normally, it must be several levels higher to do so, and it is difficult. If you are not careful, you can easily destroy the storage bag. After all, this storage bag is not very stable. Zhao Long is not worried about it being destroyed. Anyway, it is the thing he stolen. Moreover, after the three years of cultivation, although his body has not reached the fifth turn, his left arm has already broken through. Zhao Long could feel that the soul power in the left arm is much stronger than normal. At this moment, he directly used the power of his left arm to erase the soul mark on the Yin-Yang Ancestor's storage bag.

The storage bag of the Yin-Yang Ancestor is really not small, with about 2,000 cubic meters. Most of the ones stored inside are the corpses of heart-eating insects. The others are all kinds of treasures, various medicines, and the corpses of two low-grade spirit beasts. There are many magic weapons, but they are not very good. In this regard, in addition to entering the ancient ruins, he constantly collected some treasures of treasures, when he was outside, he was also a very poor ancestor.

Zhao Long didn't care too much, but the number of heart-eating insects made him very happy. It seemed that the Yin-Yang Ancestor had already concentrated the heart-eating insects he had swept through before. The number was no less than that of himself. He thought in his mind, put away the storage bag and looked up at the fantasy dragon that was still digesting the Yin-Yang Ten Thousand Soul Umbrella. Zhao Long's mind moved him into the beast soul ring.

Due to this fantasy dragon demon surname, if there is not enough strength to suppress him, there will definitely be problems. Before practicing qigong and lack of strength, it has been placed in the wine dragon alchemy cauldron. Although it has not yet reached the fifth turn, at least the left arm has reached it, so Zhao Long no longer restricts the fantasy dragon from increasing its strength.

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At this time, two rays of light flashed in the sky. It was Xu Shu who brought people to come. Xu Shu came and saw the miserable appearance of the Yin-Yang Ancestor frowned slightly: "Are you going first by yourself?"

Zheng Xinyang said coldly: "You will know when he looks. I guess he has fought for both sides, but now we are here, you can lead us over quickly."

Just now, after the Yin-Yang Ten Thousand Soul Umbrella was swallowed, he had immediately crushed the communication talisman to notify them. At this moment, he looked at the two of them, Yin-Yang Ancestor sneered in his heart, but said angrily on the surface: "It's not because you came too late, who knew that Zhao Long was so fierce. I found out that he had fought with me as soon as I informed you. The others were there, cough... I can't do it anymore, you should go by yourself."

After Zheng Xinyang and Xu Shu heard the Yin-Yang Ancestor talk about their direction, the two of them immediately flew up without hesitation with the people.

Watching them fly away, a cold smile appeared in the eyes of the ancestor Yin and Yang. I am unlucky, don’t you think about it. One of you is self-conceited and domineering, and the other is owned by the Heaven-Devouring Roulette? I will just watch you be unlucky.
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