Yu Ling's figure disappeared into the depths of the purple mist in a flash, and the nine soul refining talismans around him buzzed and glowed, like an impenetrable barrier, isolating all the unjust souls and ghosts from afar. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Still want to run?" Yu Ling couldn't help but sneer when he noticed that the Soul Clansman with a worrying IQ began to retreat in panic.

After breaking through the layers of mist miasma, Yu Ling didn't know how to describe the exact strength of the other party. It stands to reason that even if the other party attacked suddenly at the beginning, he could forcibly force him into a state that was almost a ghost pressing the bed, which was not something that ordinary soul masters of the Soul Splitting Realm could do, after all, Yu Ling's current Nine Thoughts soul power was not inferior to that of the masters in the middle stage of Splitting Spirits, and even the peak soul masters of Splitting Spirits could not make him have no power to resist.

But for now...... At best, the opponent can only count the strength of the early stage of the Split Spirit, otherwise he will not be defeated and retreat under the serial attack of his dozens of scattered soul seals.

Forget it, anyway, it is difficult to judge the strength of the six clans in the Snow Realm, and Yuling can't forcibly use the standards of the outside world to copy it.

Although the other party's IQ is not to be worried, with his usual caution, Yu Ling is still deeply jealous, in case this Soul Clansman still has some mysterious and unpredictable methods, then he may be careless and capsized in the gutter.

Seeing a faint purple shadow passing through the depths of the purple mist, Yu Ling suddenly pressed away, and the nine soul refining talismans on his side roared like meteors, although the trajectories were different, but the landing points were all on that figure.

In an instant, the Nine Talismans exploded and penetrated.

The terrible screams made Yu Ling's soul tingle for a while, and the defense line of the sea boundary also stirred up thousands of waves.

"Don't force me!" The purple shadow fled frantically, but Yu Ling quickly condensed nine soul refining talismans and pursued him tightly, not giving him a chance to hide and escape at all.

Seeing that they couldn't escape, the Soul Clansman was sealed by the nine runes again, and the purple light like a cloud of smoke couldn't help but collapse with a bang, and it took a long time to recondense.

"Tansanlida, Kuro Ullidon, Hamme Yasten......"

He quickly recited the obscure language, this time because it was not the two of them who communicated with soul thoughts, so Yu Ling didn't know what he was talking about at all, but a bad premonition inexplicably floated in his heart.

The soul refining talisman bombarded one by one, and seeing the purple light figure in front of him shatter again, Yu Ling still didn't feel at ease.

Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable cold force envelop him, squeezing him like heavy mercury so that he could barely breathe.

Yu Ling once again fell into that strange situation where he couldn't speak or move, and he only felt that cold aura surging towards his eyebrows, and then it covered his soul perimeter, breaking through the sea boundary defense line and squeezing into it little by little.

His soul power was powerless in front of this cold aura, and it was devoured and dissolved in an instant, as if he had encountered a natural enemy and nemesis.

In the darkness, there was only the cold voice of the Soul Clan's Soul Clan: "This is all your own doing, and it is also your honor to dedicate your soul to the greatest Yin God." ”

The cold aura continued to expand, as if parasitic in Yu Ling's soul sea, greedily devouring his soul power, cruising back and forth wantonly.

It's the feeling of being dragged into the dark abyss little by little.

But this time, Yu Ling's soul power had already consumed a lot in the battle, and when it was condensed into a soul refining talisman to contend with, it was inevitably a little powerless.

In the stalemate, that cold force still penetrated tenaciously and frantically, and gradually gained the upper hand.

But it shouldn't touch the forbidden area around the white jade bottle.

Obviously, it didn't have the wisdom to perceive that Yu Ling was shrinking the soul power defense line step by step, just to turn it to the area where the mysterious jade bottle was located.

The originally quiet white jade bottle was like a god who had been angered by mortals, and with a buzz, a circle of white light ripples spread out, covering the entire soul sea of Yuling.

In an instant, it was like spring flowers blooming, and the ice and snow melted.

All the cold aura was purified, and Yu Ling simply climbed along the pole, guiding this piece of white light out of the soul sea.

"Snort-"

In the blink of an eye, the vast purple mist was expelled, and the world finally returned to clarity.

Only then did Yu Ling realize that he was already on the street of the town at some point, no wonder he was lying in the snow just now, and not far from him were Nian Yubai and Zi Chenruo, and even in addition to the three of them, there was a little boy from the Li Yan clan, who was the little child who was supporting the old flame and was called Qi Qi.

In other words, the boy called Yan Lao Ana, and Ana is the affectionate name for his grandfather here, so his accurate identity should be Yan Lao's grandson.

It seems that this group of soul warriors are also quite good at picking soft persimmons, but it's a pity that although the three of them have rich soul power, they are not so easy to cheapen them.

Seeing Yu Ling suddenly wake up, the purple light figures that were entangled in Nian Yubai and the three of them couldn't help but start shaking, as if they were shocked in disbelief.

Yu Ling's soul power had almost recovered under the infiltration of the white light of the jade bottle, and while there was still a little residual heat of white light in the soul power, he condensed a large number of soul refining talismans and accurately blasted into the bodies of those purple light figures.

"Uh-"

The terrible scream was not like a human voice, as if the magic sound pierced Yuling's soul sea.

I don't know if it's because I heard too much just now, Yuling didn't have any big feelings this time, and continued to launch a bombing attack.

The five Soul Brake Clansmen fled into the distance in panic, and they didn't care about entangling with Nian Yubai and the others.

Zichenruo suddenly opened her eyes, and the purple light in her eyes was shining, and it seemed that her pupils seemed to be ice purple, full of terrifying divine light. Even Yu Ling inadvertently looked at her, and the sea of souls couldn't help but tremble.

The purple-eyed girl began to stroke the piano, and it was the sound of soldiers, all of which became the sound of soul-snatching.

The purple qi condensed out of the void, turned into an arrow and chased away, and it was like a divine phoenix flying with wings, dazzling and domineering.

The silver bottle burst through the water slurry, and the iron rider stood out with the sound of knives and guns.

The invisible swords and spears pierced, and the five purple light shadows instantly froze on the way to escape. Then it was clearly visible, little by little, it weathered into tiny fragments, and was blown clean by the wind and snow.

At this moment, it was as if the heavy snow of the world had also frozen in the air, and it was as quiet as a still world.

Until the girl in purple put away the guqin, the pair of soul-snatching purple pupils gradually dissipated their brilliance, and returned to their original light and clear blackness, like a clear mirror lake.

As if a wind was blowing, the calm mirror lake was flooded with a little ripple, and the girl couldn't help lowering her eyes slightly, hiding all the ripples and fluctuations, and then asked softly, "Are you okay?"

"Shouldn't I ask you?" Yu Ling knew that his face was not very good-looking, because the cold aura just now was too vicious, although the soul sea core was protected by the white jade bottle, this toss was still enough to choke.

Zichen floated a faint smile, as if the cold snow between the sky and the earth also had a little warmth.

"Ahem, ahem," a discordant voice suddenly sounded: "Eh, I said you two, now is not the time to fall in love, shouldn't we take a look at the unlucky child next to him first?" The Li Yan clan is not a soul master, he should have no power to resist, if the treatment is slow, he may die." ”