The white jade bottle lazily turned its head, and a piece of white light spread out in a fan-shape, lying in front of Yu Ling, making it difficult for the king of the Soul Clan and Ka to enter.

"Donoiston!"

The two of them performed a strange etiquette, and suddenly the purple light around them brightened, and they were about to forcibly break through the blockade of the white light and step above the altar.

The purple statue also began to tremble violently, like a god angered by mortals.

The dark purple beam of light spread through the cracks on its body, as if there were countless irregular patterns on the statue's body, which looked extremely strange.

Yu Ling only felt his soul tremble, and the world around him suddenly became illusory, as if some irresistible force was pulling his soul and wanted to forcibly pull him into the statue.

It's hard to describe what it felt like, as if he had become two people in an instant, one still lying on the ground, and the other already floating, sucked away.

But before he could completely detach from his body, a bang shook not far away.

"When—"

As if ringing a bell, the white jade bottle slammed into the statue's head, and then it was suppressed and motionless, completely to carry out the blasphemy to the end.

If you dub the white bottle with a voice: Aren't you tall, then I am one foot taller than you, what can you do to me?

The statue shook violently, purple light, and a figure seemed to walk out of the cage, and the king of the Soul Clan and Kasha not far away hurriedly knelt down to greet him.

You can see that the purple figure came to the King of the Soul Clan in a flash, and then the two completely overlapped each other.

The white jade bottle flew leisurely in front of Yu Ling, as if facing a great enemy.

The King of the Soul Clan slowly stood up from his kneeling state and looked up at the sky. A beam of purple light poured down from the canopy of heaven and focused on him like a searchlight.

He took a step forward, and the purple light followed, as if the two were one.

"Blasphemer, die!"

The indifferent and ruthless soul thought resounded through the heavens and the earth, shaking Yuling's soul sea.

The white jade bottle buzzed and trembled, isolating the extremely strong soul wave, otherwise in a few seconds, Yu Ling would probably have collapsed and died in the soul sea.

Purple gas, white light, the two worlds collided.

As if the void was shattered and the sky was falling, everything in front of Yu Ling's eyes was like fragile glass, covered with countless cracks, peeling off one by one, and after peeling off, it was the most void darkness.

The chaotic space, the divided world, is like a bizarre dream.

The white and purple colors are entangled, and they are deadlocked in the middle.

Yu Ling's peripheral vision suddenly saw a small figure, she suddenly flashed out of nothingness, as if she had used all her courage and strength, and pushed the cracked statue off the altar fiercely.

"When, when, when......"

The statue plummeted down countless steps, and the crisp explosion was like a falling drumbeat, like a piano sonata.

"Dang!"

In the blink of an eye, the cracked purple statue rolled to the ground, and finally shattered completely as if overwhelmed.

The world was silent for a moment.

The little girl, who was rarely bold once in her life, seemed to have used up all her guts, hurriedly shrunk into the void again, and fled quickly, not having time to say a word to Yuling.

The white light world slammed over, engulfing all the purple qi, leaving only the king of the Soul Clan, who was still struggling to support the last territory around him.

However, it can be clearly seen that the white light is still advancing inch by inch, very patient, not in a hurry.

The Soul Clan's Kasha sat down on the ground, and his soul thoughts shook and muttered, "The Yin God is above, why is this ......happening?"

I saw that a purple shadow suddenly separated from the body of the king of the Soul Clan, and quickly traced back to the source of the purple light sprinkled on the sky.

Although it escapes gracefully, no matter how elegant it is, it is also an escape, and there is no essential difference from running away in the wilderness.

"Poof. At the same time, the king of the Soul Clan also fell heavily on his back, as if he had experienced thousands of years in an instant, from his feet to his head little by little, and the Soul Clan Kasha on the side was so shocked that he was completely speechless.

The white jade bottle flickered slightly, and a beam of white mangs unceremoniously interrupted the purple light projected on the sky, so the fleeing purple shadow had to fall down in embarrassment.

The white bottle rushed up and wrapped the purple shadow, and then turned into a white streamer and submerged into the Yuling Soul Sea again.

This time the world is really quiet.

Yu Ling stood up a little dazed, looking at the world that had returned to normal in a daze, and her mind was still a little relieved.

That's it...... It's over?

But what was going on? Why didn't he figure it out at all?

Anyway, he only roughly knew, first the bottle went berserk, then the statue broke, and then an inexplicable purple shadow came out of it, possessed the body of the King of the Soul Clan, and then the two sides fought and froze there, and then the end of winter suddenly came out and pushed the statue down and shattered, and finally ...... In the end, the king of the Soul Clan hung up, and the purple shadow was also suppressed by the bottle.

No, wait a minute, if he wasn't dazzled just now, the bottle would have wrapped that purple shadow back into his soul sea?

Yuling was cold, this guy ...... But don't play Dafa.

"Paranmosuston......" The Soul Clan's Kasher still sat there dejected, muttering something to himself.

Yu Ling reacted immediately, don't care about it so much now, if you don't take the opportunity to run away, I'm afraid he will finally escape, and he will have to confess here in the end.

His mind moved slightly, and he levitated from the ground, but not far away, a slight groan suddenly sounded, and the Wuxuanmen disciple who was lying on Yu Ling's left opened his eyes with a blank expression.

Yu Ling's eyes swept wide, and found that although these people's souls were extremely weak after returning to their places, their lives were still there, maybe as soon as the statues were broken before, their spirits were also released and returned to freedom.

Among them, two soul masters are already middle-aged, both of them are soul powers in the early stage of soul separation, and they have just woken up at the moment and are still in a confused and confused state.

Yu Ling said decisively: "Two seniors, it's important to get out now, please take two of you with each of you and leave here with me!"

"You're ......" One of the soul masters was visibly still in a trance.

"Don't worry about it so much, let's go!" The other soul master's reaction speed was much faster, and under the strong pressure, he was full of doubts, and casually grabbed the two disciples of Wuxuanmen, and hurriedly flew into the air.

Yu Ling picked up the two of them left and right, and he found out that Zi Qi was unlucky to be arrested here, and he was looking at him with a confused face at the moment, wanting to ask but not daring to ask, so he could only get stuck there in a depressed state.

In the night, three figures flew into the sky and quickly disappeared.

The morning light was faint in the distance, and I didn't know that it was dawn.