Zhan Yunfei and Dong Hongyan had to stop, opposite them was the sudden rain of the day.

The rain poured down, and the rain flew, and there seemed to be a dragon rolling in it.

"It's a rain-attributed soul domain, and there's the demonic energy of scales in it. Dong Hongyan exuded his divine sense and guessed a rough idea.

Zhan Yunfei's eyes narrowed slightly, "The body of rain, the qi of the demon dragon." It should be the Ghost Valley Changyang of the Heavenly Ghost Sect. This person, I have seen at the True Lotus Shining World Conference. As soon as we met, they unleashed such a powerful soul domain power, and it seemed that it was intercepting us. ”

Opposite the two, a figure loomed under the rain. The rain swam the dragon, hovering around the man's body, and the demonic energy rose.

Getting closer.

The person who came was dressed in gray, his face was like a knife, his blue-gray eyes were like the endless Dead Sea, his complexion was as white as a demon, and he wore an eye-catching sheathed long knife at his waist.

The surface of the scabbard is inlaid with many gray cat's eye gemstones, and from time to time it exudes a faint gray mist, like a pair of fierce beasts hiding in the shadows waiting for an opportunity to hunt.

The exposed hilt was covered with patches of gray scales that were squirming slightly.

Strange scabbard.

Bereaved knives.

Bewished people.

"This road leads to the Southern Regions, the two of you are disciples of the Yudaomen, what kind of goods are you smuggling to the Southern Regions, or are you rushing to kill people?"

"This?" Zhan Yunfei was speechless for a while, and was suddenly guessed by Guigu Changyang about his mission intentions, but it was an ulterior secret.

Zhan Yunfei muttered in his heart: "It's useless to talk too much." ”

The ice-colored sword box behind him shook to itself, and the ice spirit sword inside it was eager to try, and there was a flying frost at the hilt of the sword that swirled like a tiger.

Dong Hongyan on the side stretched out his hand to stop Zhan Yunfei, and said confidently: "Senior Brother Yunfei, let me come this time." If the two of us do it together, wouldn't it be laughed at if it was spread out, and the two people of my Yudao Sect bullied one person from the Heavenly Ghost Sect. On the other side, this Ghost Valley Changyang is a newly promoted deputy hall master of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, and I am competing with him as the peak master of the Yellow Feather Peak of the Feather Dao Sect, which should be above board. ”

Zhan Yunfei said: "Senior sister, be careful. This Ghost Valley Changyang is by no means simple, he is born with the power of rain, and his soul power far exceeds that of monks of the same level. And among the demon knives on his waist, there are even more scaly spirits, which are unique in knife cultivation. ”

Dong Hongyan confidently responded: "Thank you Senior Brother Yunfei for reminding me, I have my own way to suppress him." ”

Zhan Yunfei nodded, thinking in his heart: "My senior sister is the best at music and rhythm skills. When it comes to suppressing the opponent's soul domain, no one does it better than her. ”

Dong Hongyan stepped forward with her head held high, wearing a yellow dress without wind.

She flipped her hands, and a colorful light swirled, and a wooden five-stringed yaoqin appeared in her arms. The surface of the five-stringed yaoqin is engraved with the shape of a phoenix, revealing a simple fragrance.

Immediately, a powerful soul domain power emanated from Dong Hongyan's body.

The power of the soul domain turned out to be red, yellow and green, and the three-colored light filaments were intertwined and swirling, like a stormy wave.

Guigu Changyang and Dong Hongyan stood face to face, and the distance between the two was only ten zhang.

The sky was split into two halves, half of it was majestic rain and half of it was a river of three-colored light.

"Yu Dao Gate Huang Yu Feng Peak Master Dong Hongyan led Your Excellency's high moves. Dong Hongyan did not answer Guigu Changyang's question, but directly challenged.

"Heavenly Ghost Sect Ghost Valley Changyang. "Guigu Changyang is famous, and the momentum is not lost.

"Ghost Valley Changyang, it seems that he is good at the power of the soul domain. Today, let's compare the power of the soul domain?" Dong Hongyan took the lead in making trouble, turning passive into active.

From the scabbard on the waist of Changyang in the Ghost Valley, the voice of the demon dragon on a rainy night came out: "Master Changyang, don't talk nonsense with her, one."

The knife slashed her. ”

Guigu Changyang responded: "Don't underestimate the enemy, this Dong Hongyan is the peak master of Huang Yufeng of the Yudao Gate, and he is by no means an ordinary person." Even if we want to kill her, we may not be able to do it easily. What's more, the task now is to drag these two people down. As long as they don't catch up with Xu Yang, it's done. ”

Guigu Changyang took a step forward and said loudly: "Accompany you to the end." ”

The two looked into each other's eyes and struggled at the same time.

Guigu Changyang's hand holding the handle of the knife pulled outward.

The silver blade in the scabbard was pulled out a foot.

It's just a one-foot, three-foot long knife that hasn't finished unsheathed.

Howling –

The sound of the dragon's groan was heard.

"Soul Domain - Rainy Night Demon Dragon!"

The soul domain outside Changyang's body in the Ghost Valley suddenly erupted, the tumbling rain was like a counterattacking waterfall, the power of the soul domain turned into shape, and the hundred-zhang gray demon dragon carried the flying rain and bit out.

Dong Hong's face on the opposite side did not change, and his right hand was deftly plucked on the strings of the ancient Yaoqin. Just plucked briskly, there are three vibrations on the seven strings on the yaoqin.

The three tones of the palace merchant horn played.

The three-color soul domain outside Dong Hongyan's body jumped up, like a hundred birds, luan!

Woo –

The sound of the phoenix chirping came out.

"Soul Domain-Chunyang Phoenix Language!"

The soul power transformed, and the three-colored phoenix spread its wings, exuding a shining brilliance like a spring sun.

In the next moment, the soul powers of the two collided in the void.

The Baizhang Demon Dragon and the Baizhang Caifeng were bitten together. The collision of soul power inspires the sound of rolling thunder. Gray, red, yellow, and green arcs dance wildly in the air, whipping each other.

As soon as the two were recruited, the power of the soul domain was unexpectedly equal.

"Guigu Changyang, let the demon dragon out. Dong Hongyan said provocatively.

"It depends on whether you can take it or not. Guigu Changyang said seriously.

Guigu Changyang's hand holding the handle of the knife was forceful again, and the knife came out two feet, and the three-foot demon knife still left one foot of the sharpest part in the scabbard.

The gray cat's eyes on the scabbard flickered, and the space of the demon pool inside the scabbard boiled. The deity of the demon dragon on a rainy night twisted his body in the demon pool, the pool water turned upside down, and the power of the demon dragon leaked out wildly.

Streams of gray demonic aura erupted from the exposed two-foot blade. The power of the demon dragon is perfectly matched with the rain soul power of the Ghost Valley Changyang, forming a powerful soul domain power.

"Master Changyang, let me go out on a rainy night and tear up the little lady opposite. The body of the demon dragon rainy night was impatient.

The rain outside Changyang's body in the Ghost Valley turned dark, and the power of the demon dragon in it increased sharply. The demon dragon transformed by the power of the soul domain he activated was even more condensed, and its size skyrocketed to two hundred zhang.

Dong Hongyan on the opposite side breathed steadily, and his hands plucked on the strings of the yaoqin.

Five of the seven strings on the yaoqin are strummed, and the remaining two are not moved.

The palace merchant horn is a feather, and the five tones are played.

The colorful phoenix inscription on the yaoqin came to life, wandering on the surface of the body, and seemed to be about to fly out in the next moment.

The power of the soul domain outside Dong Hongyan's body has increased greatly, and the hundred-zhang phoenix bird that was originally transformed into the soul domain has become two hundred zhang huge, and the color has also become colorful.

High in the air, the dragon and the colorful phoenix transformed by the power of the soul domain of the two sides collided, as if the legendary ancient true spirits were competing.

At the place of collision, cracks appeared in the void that was oppressed by the powerful power of the soul domain.

The two are still evenly matched.

"It seems that the Ministry has to pull out the demon knife to determine the winner. If I release the body of the demon dragon rainy night, even if I defeat Dong Hongyan on the other side, my body will be damaged due to the overburden. But now it has to be. Guigu Changyang calculated carefully in his heart.

Ghost Valley Changyang grasps

The grip on the hilt of the knife tightened.

The demon dragon in the scabbard demon pool had already sensed the battle intent of the Ghost Valley Changyang.

"Master Changyang, let me out quickly, where there is rain, it is our battlefield. The body of the demon dragon rainy night urged again.

On the other side, Dong Hongyan's beautiful eyes stared at Guigu Changyang's hand holding the hilt.

"Guigu Changyang is going to pull out the demon knife and release the greatest power of the demon dragon. With his body of rain as the bearer, the burden is naturally very large. The moment he draws his sword, his soul power will be unstable, and it is also the best time for me to defeat him. Dong Hongyan calculated countermeasures in his heart.

At the moment when Guigu Changyang was about to pull out the demon knife.

Dong Hongyan flicked his hands, grabbed the first half beat, and played the seven strings on the yaoqin at the same time.

Array of Rhythms!

The sound of Yaoqin seems to have the footsteps of an invisible god, stepping on the opposite side of the day's rain directly invading the body of the Ghost Valley Changyang.

"Not good!" Guigu Changyang secretly screamed, his Yuan Soul was directly attacked by the sound wave of the Rhythm Array, and he became disordered.

The soul power of the Ghost Valley Changyang is unstable, and the body of the rain and the power of the demon dragon cannot be perfectly matched, and the soul domain suddenly becomes unstable.

"The knife must be retracted. Stabilize the soul. I was defeated. Guigu Changyang made a decision in his heart.

In this case, if Guigu Changyang continues to forcibly draw the sword, the counter-devouring power of the demon knife will definitely hit his Yuan Soul hard. In other words, without the blessing of stable soul power, it would be difficult for him to pull out the knife, and he would not be able to control the demon dragon Yuye.

Click!

Demon knife into the sheath.

Rumble!

Rainwater collapsed.

Howl!

The dragon wailed.

The scales of the battle tilted towards Dong Hongyan's side.

The powerful gust of rhythm pressed like a tide, but there was no beauty of timbre. The array of music and rhythm is terrifying, a thread, one by one, hurting people invisibly.

Sneer-sneer-sneer-

The clothes outside Guigu Changyang's body were torn open by the blade of sound and rhythm, but Dong Hongyan on the opposite side had no intention of stopping.

"Guigu Changyang, don't you admit defeat?" Dong Hongyan said loudly.

Dong Hongyan asked Guigu Changyang to admit defeat on the spot. In this way, she won the above board.

"Admit defeat? Isn't my Guigu Changyang standing here well?"

Regardless of the oppression of the power of the other party's soul domain, the feet of Guigu Changyang did not retreat half a minute.

It's like a person walking in the middle of a strong wind, if you take half a step back, you may be thrown into the sky by the strong wind.

Guigu Changyang forcibly stabilized his emotions, and said firmly in his heart: "As a sword cultivator, I can fall under the opponent's blade, but I must not admit defeat." But in the current situation, if you want to re-stabilize your soul and fight again, I am afraid it will take a while to adjust. ”

"Then I'll wait for the word "towel" to be said. Dong Hongyan's figure swayed up and hung in mid-air.

The woman's skirt is like a chrysanthemum, her hands are brushing the piano, and the five tones of "Gongshang Jiao Zhengyu" are transmitted from the yaoqin.

It can be seen with the naked eye that clusters of five-colored light filaments have condensed into the shape of a sword array, which is the essence of the soul domain, which is already comparable to the sword domain.

The Soul Array!

Being able to substantially transform the Soul Domain Array into a Sword Domain-like Killing Array is usually only possible if you cultivate above the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. And Dong Hongyan is only a cultivator of the Daoming Realm, and if he can do this, he can be called the chosen talent to control the soul domain.

Moments of crisis.

A wisp of Gu Xun's voice came through the void.

It seems that on the ancient battlefield, the sound of swords and guns colliding is gradually withering.

Like under the ancient bridge, the footsteps of the river have not turned back for thousands of years.

Like the ancient world, the call of the savage beast in the morning light.

It was a person, stepping in, holding a Guxun, playing in his mouth.