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The corner of the Soul-Devouring mouth tugged slightly, with a hint of mockery. Yes, it was really ironic. He came out of the seal before leaving the earth, but he was trapped in such a state. Soul-Devouring had no idea of ​​luck in his heart. He turned around and looked around. Those four people who were separated in all directions, who had no idea how deep their cultivation was, were too careful to deal with such a mid-stage out-of-body cultivation. He looked at the man who had been standing behind Long Feng and had never spoken. Although these people could not see how deep their cultivation was, he had a feeling that that person was the most terrifying. He looked at the Dragon Feng who was slowly walking towards him. Soul-Devouring retracted his mind. Although there was no chance, it did not mean that he was willing to stretch out his head and get a knife and put away the dragon slaying.

Dagger, although the dragon-slaying dagger is extremely sharp, it is not very useful for cultivators with so many cultivation levels than him. It is entirely accidental that he can hurt the two snakes. Moreover, the dragon-slaying dagger cannot stand like a flying sword, which is not good in battle. What he took out was the Ten-Straight Soul-Devouring Banner. After being damaged in the last battle with Xiao Yiyu, it has been tempered again for several months, and its power has been even higher. The Soul-Devouring spread its right palm, and the small banner floated in the center of his palm, spreading in the wind, and the black air flowed on it. Under the urging of the Soul-Devouring power, black fog quickly emerged, and in a moment it enveloped the space within a four-meter radius. At this time, it was already dark, but in the eyes of everyone, the area still seemed very abrupt!

Darkness, the darkness that devoured everything, completely hidden the soul-devouring body. Long Feng suddenly felt that the soul-devouring consciousness, which had been shrinking, suddenly lost its target and was pushed out of the black fog. He couldn't help but exclaim "Huh", but it was just that moment, and his expression immediately returned to normal, and his steps did not stop at all. He walked very slowly. This was just a short journey for the cultivator, but he walked over like an ordinary person. The only strange thing was that the distance between each step seemed so different, long or short, as others thought

This was nothing, but the Soul-Devouring, shrouded in the black fog, felt extremely uncomfortable. He walked so slowly, but he could not grasp the actual position of Long Feng. Every step of Long Feng seemed to be beyond his surprise. Soul-Devouring's heart was very heavy. I don't know when the flying sword floating above my head was trembling. Every trembling meant that he was ready to hit it. But whenever his thought was about to be released, he suddenly realized that his sword would be futile. Soul-Devouring knew why it was because of that strange step.

Long Feng seemed to be calm and step by step, but his body was far less calm than he showed. The true energy was circulating in the meridians at twice the speed of each step, and the momentum emitted by those who rush into the meridians with a special method. While walking, he suddenly said: "People in the cultivation world all mentioned that the beast control sects were powerful, but they didn't know that no matter how powerful the spirit beast was, it would be impossible to drive the enemy without high cultivation. When they saw that the sects were fighting, they didn't know that it was because there was no need to do it themselves!" He approached the area covered by black fog step by step. When the voice fell,

Fa suddenly stopped, and the momentum that had originally gathered in his body suddenly burst out. The strong momentum made the surrounding trees bent down. The rolling black fog was avoided by this momentum and retreated one ft. Long Feng said again: "Let me see the unique skills of this sect - Dragon-spirit palm!" As he suddenly rose high, the word "spirit" was spit out, his body suddenly stood upside down, and his right palm suddenly opened down, a blue light burst out from his hand, his palm suddenly became larger, and actually enveloped the three-meter-sized area of ​​the black fog. At this time, the word "pal" suddenly blew out, and the huge palm fell down quickly.

The ground began to tremble, and the area began to collapse downwards. The rolling black mist on it was pressed down to a distance of two feet. Suddenly, it paused, and then quickly fell down again. The surrounding trees and rocks flew backwards. Hei Wu was directly pressed into the surface, showing the scene. You can see that the four-zone area collapsed downwards for more than a meter. A black figure on the ground, which was as smooth as a ground, was struggling to support it. Most of the body had been sinking into the ground, and the body was still sinking little by little. The huge pressure from the surroundings forced the protective energy released to press onto the skin.

He could feel that the clothes on his body began to break under the squeeze of two inner and outer forces, and then turned into powder. In a moment, only a piece of underwear made of Tianyan Silk was left. It was said that it was too late, but that was fast. The soul-devouring blood sprayed on the banner in his hand with essence. The black light of the black banner suddenly became two meters high. The soul-devouring spirit reached the banner. The ten directions of the soul-devouring banner immediately turned into 9981 sides, and began to arrange it with a mysterious trajectory. The soul-devouring hand was upward, and the nine981 banners flew upwards in a fixed position, facing the falling giant palm, and actually resisted the falling pressure.

Long Feng smiled contemptuously and vomited from his palm. A true energy in the shape of a green dragon head actually emerged from his palm. A breath of destruction emanated from the dragon head. The soul-devouring face changed, and he used all the true energy in his body to send the black banner upwards, and then quickly flashed towards the place next to him.

The blue dragon head passed directly into the formation made of black banners. The black banner suddenly opened up around without any obstacles for a moment. Eighty sides of it turned into black smoke and dissipated, flying towards the place next to it.

The dragon head fell to the ground...

A sound of sound of heaven and earth appeared, and the entire mountain range began to tremble and shake. At the place where the dragon head fell, it seemed to be ignited by a hundred tons of zha medicine. The powerful force caused the twenty-foot ground to crack, and then suddenly exploded. The huge rocks flew around, and the dust filled the dust!

The soul-devouring fled outside at the fastest speed. The almost thirsty true energy in his body made him defend the flying rocks so hard. No impact of the boulder made him run forward. With countless impacts in this moment, the inner organs began to slowly shift. When a stone of more than one ton fell on him again, he could no longer hold on and was hit by the boulder and hit the tree in front. The tree broke, and his body continued to fly forward. The same big tree with a half-meter diameter was broken in the waist. His body was rebounded back and fell to the ground on his back. He felt a strong wind coming towards him, but another boulder fell. He quickly rolled away to the side. The boulder almost wiped his ears and smashed deeply into the soil.

The soul-Devouring Soul, who had already felt his eyes turned black, bent up and coughed out blood.

Long Feng fell down and smiled and said, "It seems you are pretty good. With your late stage of out-of-body cultivation, you can actually leave your life under the Dragon Spirit Palm! I can spare your life in this way!" His face changed and he said coldly: "But you actually dare to kill my Xiao Jin and Xiao Qing, and you shouldn't have the Dragon Slaying Dagger. Today I will keep you! Don't blame me, you made it yourself!" With a swing of your hand, a black ruler flew into your mouth, and turned into one meter in length in the wind, and then the ruler hit the soul-devouring sky spirit cover. At the same time, he said, "Anyway, you are dead, so why not leave the Nascent Soul to me!"

The Soul-Devouring had no strength to stand up. He could feel something on his head coming quickly. This speed was not fast for him normally, but he felt it was difficult to move his hand, but he was impatient. His pupils began to shrink to the middle, and the shadow of death had already floated into his heart. Suddenly, he suddenly didn't feel terrible. It turned out that death was just a moment, but it was a bit a pity that he had not realized his dream of cultivating and becoming an immortal in the end, nor did he see the last time his master. However, compared to ordinary people, he had lived for nearly two thousand years and was already content. His face suddenly had a smile, his eyes slowly closed, waiting for death to come...

But after a long time, I didn't see the expected scene coming. I was surprised when I suddenly heard Long Feng say, "Who are you?"

The Soul-Devouring opened his eyes and turned his head with all his strength, but saw a very familiar back...

It was Xiao Yiyu. Originally, Xiao Yi was not very meddling, but when he saw that people from the same place were about to die, he was still a little reluctant. After all, when he went out, he might get enemies with one of the Beast Control Sect, one of the ten sects. That was no better than the Yanhai Sect that had left for a while. The strength of the ten sects was absolutely huge. Even ten Yanhai Sects may not be able to compare. In this hesitation, the Soul Devouring was already on the verge of death. Xiao Yi shook his head helplessly. It seemed that he could still bear to ignore it. A teleported to the Soul Devouring, expanded the domain space to restrain the ruler, and then moved his mind and flew back. Long Feng naturally took him into his hand. When he saw the person who suddenly appeared, he was very surprised and asked: "Who are you?"

Xiao Yiyu did not answer, looked back at the Soul-Devouring and asked with a smile: "Are you okay!"

When the Soul Devouring saw Xiao Yiyu's face, he exclaimed: "It's you! Cough... Cough..." Another mouthful of blood.

Xiao Yi smiled, waved his hand, and a white light shone on the Soul-Devouring Soul-Devouring felt that the wound in his body was recovering at an unbelievable speed. In a moment, most of the time healed. He got up and spoke to thank him, but when he saw Long Feng and the four people who suddenly saw that there was another person here flew towards him, Soul-Devouring said: "Thank you for saving me, you should go first, don't be implicated by me!" As soon as he said that, Soul-Devouring could not believe what he said, and actually made people care about others. This was unimaginable before. Maybe... it was because he died once, and he smiled.

Xiao Yi smiled and said, "Based on your words, I won't regret saving you this time. Don't be afraid. No one can stop me if I want to leave here!" Xiao Yi was not an exaggeration. With the power of the domain, the movement within a few hundred miles is definitely much faster than other cultivation teleportation.

The Soul Devouring was about to say that those people all had the cultivation level of the God Dislocation Stage or above, but seeing Xiao Yiyu's confident smile, he didn't say this!
Chapter completed!