It's not so much that Xiao Yi killed the Lord of the Golden Soul Palace.

It's better to say that it is the master of the Golden Soul Palace, who died under his own soul power.

The feeling of that moment just now, Xiao Yi remembered, seemed to be similar to the soul storm that he had received the final blow when he was in the tomb of the ancient emperor before.

Although for some reason, all the soul power that came to me suddenly dissipated.

But now is not the time to think about that.

Xiao Yi glanced at the distance, the Lord of the Golden Soul Hall was already dead.

Above the face, with disbelief and death.

Xiao Yi ignored it for the time being, and looked at the deputy hall masters and chief deacons around him.

"It's your turn. Xiao Yi sneered.

"You..." The faces of the people around him changed greatly.

In their eyes, the Lord of the Golden Soul Hall died an extremely strange death.

"You, you, you... You're also a soul master..."

Looking at the scene just now, it seems that Xiao Xun used the means of a soul master to kill the master of the Golden Soul Palace.

"Huh. Xiao Yi only let out a sinister laugh.

The figure moved.

"You, you, don't mess around. A deputy hall master, his body trembled.

"This is outside the main hall of the Dark Devil Temple, and you dare to openly commit murder?"

"No, no, no... Not bad. The other archdeacon, trembling as he stretched out his hand.

"Do you know what will happen if you kill us all?"

"Xiao Xun, I advise you to tie up your hands and arrest yourself, otherwise..."

"If you dare to kill us...", the other hall master, obviously panicked with some incoherent words.

"Why don't you dare. Xiao Yi's cruel smile broke out.

Sou...

The figure flashed, and a warrior turned into a dry corpse.

Sou...

The figure flashed again, and an archdeacon turned into a puddle of black water.

"Don't kill you all. "Xiao Yat's hands are highly poisonous.

"If the Black Demon Temple is really so unbearable, so smoky and miasma, I don't mind killing it cleanly. ”

The voice fell.

Waiting for the surrounding warriors, it was just a simple slaughter.

Xiao Yat did not relent.

If you want to kill him, then be ready to be killed by him.

Whoever it is.

In just a few minutes, the massacre came to an end.

Outside the main hall of the dignified Black Demon Palace, there were already corpses all over the field.

Dried corpses, decomposing corpses, horrible corpses, all around.

Xiao Yi waved his hand and accepted the surrounding Qiankun ring.

In the next second, without a half-minute pause, Yukong flew away.

In the distance, there are also local warriors watching.

They are not the besiegers, but the warriors of this area, or the demon hunters, or the family warriors.

They even can't react.

They seemed to have seen a bloody feast of demon slaughter.

They, I'm afraid they will never forget today in their lives, the wide black-robed figure cleanly killed all the main hall masters, deputy hall masters, and chief deacons of the Black Demon Palace, the Heavenly Machine Palace, and the Soul Palace.

......

Xiao Yat has flown away in the air.

Finding a remote place, Xiao Yat began to heal his knees again.

Oppressed by the soul power of the Golden Soul Hall Lord, his martial soul was fine, but his body was directly bound into serious injuries.

Xiao Yi shook his head, secretly helpless.

He just wanted to attend the wedding of Ye Liu's kid, and by the way, he went to the Eighteen Prefectures to experience it.

But how did this road suddenly become the road of killing?

It became so hard, so troublesome.

"Alas. Xiao Yi sighed.

This time, it took several days for him to stabilize his injuries.

The Golden Soul Binding Demon Ring is a famous soul skill in the Soul Palace, and its power is amazing.

His body, under such restraints, almost collapsed again.

"Whew. Xiao Yi exhaled deeply and took out the Qiankun Ring of the Golden Soul Hall Master.

This time, he'd better see what he's out of it.

If he can have a few soul skills or something, or maybe he can increase his strength even more.

Xiao Yat's perception passed.

When he retracted his senses, his eyes froze, as if he was thinking about something.

"Soul Pill?" After a while, Xiao Yi spit out two words.

In his hand, the light flickered, and bottles of elixir appeared out of thin air.

"Ten whole bottles, tsk. Xiao Yi smiled.

"With these soul pills, it's time to try that thing..."

Xiao Yi's laughter was somewhat meaningful.

Sou...

The figure flashed, and it flew in the sky again.

At most, there will be about 7 days left, and he will reach the geographical range of the Eighteen Prefectures.

Hopefully, this line of work won't be so troublesome.

Xiao Yi thought to himself.

However, the truth is always beyond his expectations.

Just a few days later, behind Xiao Yi, a streamer of light quickly chased after him.

It was a black streamer.

The speed of the streamer is far beyond Xiao Yi's imagination.

Wisps of sharp breath hit from afar.

"Sword cultivation?" Xiao Yi frowned slightly.

"What a strong sword momentum. ”

In the distance, the chasing streamer had not yet arrived, and in front of Xiao Yi, a black giant sword was already blocking the way.

Xiao Yi's figure was stopped in an instant.

Ahead, a figure stood with Edgeworth.

That's just a middle-aged man.

However, Xiao Yi could determine in an instant that this person was more than a few chips stronger than the Jinpeng Hall Lord and the Golden Soul Hall Lord and others.

"Xiao Xun in the black robe, is it?" the middle-aged man's tone was neither happy nor sad.

"It's me. Xiao Yi was a little helpless.

"Do you finish it yourself, or will I give you a ride?" the middle-aged man's words were concise and to the point.

"Whew. Xiao Yi exhaled deeply, "It's endless." ”

"If I'm not mistaken, you are the Stinging Sword, the Stinging Hall Master. ”

In the Dark Demon Palace, there is a stunning hall master who has a great reputation.

This person is the Lord of the Main Hall over there in the eastern range.

Cultivation, up to the peerless 9998 Dao.

In terms of kendo strength, this person is in the eastern range, second only to Aodong Tower.

This kind of sword cultivation whose strength is close to the peerless peak, Xiao Yi naturally knows it, and it is relatively clear, and he recognizes it at a glance.

"You know who I am. The voice of the stunned hall master turned cold, "Then you should also know that this time, you can't escape." ”

"With absolute strength, no matter how unpredictable you are, you can't escape. ”

Xiao Yi shook his head, "In the past, I thought that characters like the sword that stinged you should not be the kind of indiscriminate person. ”

"Now it seems that I was wrong. ”

"Innocent?" shook his head.

"I only know that you have killed a large number of martial artists in my Dark Demon Temple, including many deputy hall masters and chief deacons. ”

"In the other two alliance halls, a large number of warriors have also died at your hands. ”

"It's a fact. ”

"And then?" asked Xiao Yi unhurriedly.

The stunned sword said coldly, "A hundred years ago, I owed the Golden Soul Hall Lord a life. ”

"Do it yourself, have fun. ”

"I don't want to stain my sword. ”

"Huh. Xiao Yi shook his head and smiled.

"I'm also a little glad that I Xiao Yi can't use my sword today, otherwise, my purple electricity will definitely be dirty. ”

"Xiao Yi?" was stunned.

Xiao Yi shook his head, "Why do you have to find death yourself." ”

"Honestly, I hate being stopped in the middle of a rush, it can be annoying. ”

The voice fell.

A grain of soul pill appeared out of thin air in Xiao Yi's hand, and then swallowed it in a big gulp.

"Ice Storm Soul Eater. ”

Between heaven and earth, there are only these four cold big characters left.

......

10th Update. (Explosion)

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