Under Feng Xingyun's control, Fengshen blasted through the Black Soul Demon Hand with a punch without any fancy, and then the offensive changed, and a punch slammed into Yuan Soulzi.

The two rune arrays arranged by Yuan Soul Zi were broken in an instant, and what did he use to resist the fierce attack of the wind god. Therefore, when Yuan Soulzi saw the attack of the wind god locking on him, he instantly lost the courage to fight, turned around and fled in the direction of the exit of Taizu Gate.

"Where to run!"

Yuan Soul Zi let out a low sigh, and the rich wind power lingered under the wind god's feet, and the speed of the wind god skyrocketed instantly, and the agile body and the huge body formed a huge contrast.

Fengshen caught up with Yuan Soul Zi in three or two steps, and his fist brought up a violent wind, which was about to bombard Yuan Soul Zi. Yuan Soul Zi felt the fierce wind coming from behind him, and suddenly turned his head to see the fist that was rapidly dilating in his pupils.

Yuan Soulzi knew that it was impossible for him to escape now, so it was better to fight with Feng Xingyun, and maybe there was a chance to live.

All the spiritual power of the Yuan Soul Zi Mud Pill Palace poured out, and then the spiritual power spontaneously ignited without wind, rising up with a surging golden flame. Under the mind of Yuan Soulzi, the golden flame instantly condensed into a small golden Buddha the size of ten zhang, the golden little Buddha was kind and kind-eyed, sitting cross-legged, with the appearance of chanting scriptures, exuding extremely terrifying fluctuations, the space could not withstand the terrifying power of qi, and the cracks in the Dao space were torn apart.

"The soul is burning!" Feng Xingyun was well-informed, and immediately exclaimed.

The Great and Small Runes and the Great and Small Runes have a life-saving ability, that is, the Divine Soul Burn, which can greatly enhance the power of the Rune Master in a short period of time.

Unless it is a matter of life and death, no talismans are willing to cast the Divine Soul Burning, because the Divine Soul Burning will cause irreversible damage to the Mud Pill Palace of the Talisman, and the spiritual power cultivation will drop by at least two levels, and it will not be able to recover without three or five years, unless the talismans get some kind of precious heavenly and earthly treasure that gives birth to the Mud Pill Palace, the time can be shortened by one or two years.

For example, Yuan Soul Zi has cast Divine Soul Burning at this moment, and after the Divine Soul Burning effect is over, his spiritual power cultivation will at least drop from the Great Fu Zun realm to the small Fu Sect realm. If the damage caused by the Divine Soul Burning to the Mud Pill Palace is great enough, Yuan Soul Zi will not even be able to cultivate his spiritual power for the rest of his life, which means that he will become a wasted person.

This kind of price is too big and too big, and no talismans can afford such consequences.

Yuan Soul Zi knew that he might die in the hands of Feng Xingyun, so he naturally couldn't care about it so much, and wasted three or five years in exchange for his own life, this kind of business was still worth it.

The golden little Buddha hung a Buddha bead in his right hand, and his right hand slowly slapped out, facing the right fist of the wind god.

Bang!

An earth-shattering roar sounded, and the right fist of the wind god and the right hand of the golden little Buddha collided fiercely, the two palms, one large and one small, were completely disproportionate, and looked extremely weird.

The golden Buddha light easily tore through the wind blade surrounded by the wind god's right fist, and the power bombarded the wind god's right fist without reservation.

In an instant, Fengshen's right fist burst into flames, and the golden flames had a tendency to spread upward.

Feng Xingyun was also decisive, he raised his knife and fell, and a sharp cold light flashed, directly cutting off the right hand of the wind god. The wind god's right hand had not yet fallen to the ground, and was burned into nothingness by the golden flames in midair.

Yuan Soul Zi knew that his soul didn't have much time to burn, and his attack was fierce, and the golden Buddha slapped out towards the wind god with palm after palm, and the power was amazing.

Under the blow just now, Feng Xingyun already had a clear understanding of the power of the golden little Buddha, and when the power of the golden little Buddha was at its strongest, he naturally couldn't go head-to-head with the golden little Buddha.

"Anemo Cloak!"

Feng Xingyun let out a low shout, and the cloak that the wind god draped behind him immediately flew out and blocked in front of the golden little Buddha.

This Wind God cloak is completely condensed from the Wind Blade, and its defense power is not strong, but its attack power is extremely amazing.

Under the continuous bombardment of the golden Buddha, the wind blade of the Wind God Cloak cut wildly, trying to weaken the power of the golden Buddha.

The palms of the golden little Buddha were cut by the cloak of the wind god, and there were deep scars that could be seen in the bones, and they couldn't hold on for too long.

However, the situation of the Wind God Cloak is not too good, the golden flames lingering in the palms of the golden Buddha are contaminated with the Wind God Cloak, although the wind blade is constantly cutting the golden flames, but the golden flames still consume most of the wind blades.

The battle between the Wind God Cloak and the Golden Buddha was stalemate for two or three minutes, and finally the Golden Buddha's palms were directly cut off, and the Wind God Cloak was completely burned into nothingness by the golden flames.

Yuan Soulzi's expression froze, and at this moment, his face was already pale, and cold sweat continued to seep out of his forehead. Obviously, the consumption of the Divine Soul Burning was extremely great, and the damage to him was also very great.

Yuan Soul Zi knew that he had little time left for his soul to burn, and if he couldn't defeat Feng Xingyun in this way, then he could only become a lamb to be slaughtered on the chopping block.

"Die!"

Yuan Soulzi's expression was hideous, his hands changed suddenly, and the golden Buddha seemed to have the sound of Brahman, and the golden flames burning on it were surging to the extreme.

The next moment, the little golden Buddha rushed out and rushed towards the head of the wind god without fear of death.

Feng Xingyun's expression froze, it seemed that Yuan Soul Zi wanted to make a last fight, and if he blocked this wave of attack of the Golden Little Buddha, Yuan Soul Zi would inevitably let himself slaughter.

"The wind god tears the sky!"

Feng Xingyun shouted, and the wind god's body suddenly rose with an incomparable wind blade, all the storms between heaven and earth stopped instantly, and after stopping for a few breaths, all the storms rushed towards the wind god, and the wind blades around the wind god instantly swelled, and all the wind blades condensed into a long sword, which was amazingly powerful.

The wind god held the wind blade long sword in his hand, and all the momentum was condensed under this sword, and a sword slashed towards the golden little Buddha.

Clang!

A crisp sound of gold and iron sounded, and the golden Buddha and the wind blade sword collided together in an instant. The Wind Blade Sword directly cut a deep sword mark on the Golden Buddha's body, and the golden flames burning from the Golden Buddha frantically burned the Wind Blade Sword.

The two were in a stalemate for dozens of breaths, the Wind Blade Sword was completely incinerated into nothingness, and the golden flames surrounding the golden Buddha also dimmed a lot.

Without the blocking of the Wind Blade Sword, the golden little Buddha rushed towards the Wind God without slowing down, and crashed into the Wind God with an astonishing momentum.

The next moment, the golden Buddha exploded instantly, and a mushroom cloud immediately rose, and the golden flames completely enveloped the huge wind god at once, and the thousands of zhang area centered on the wind god completely turned into a sea of fire, drowning the figure of the wind cloud.

"Haha, the lackey of Taizumen, go to death. Yuan Soul laughed heartily.

Yuan Soul Zi laughed two or three times, his laughter stopped abruptly, he coughed violently, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

At this moment, the effect of the Divine Soul Burning had passed, and the face of the Yuan Soul was as pale as white paper, and the strong aura suddenly weakened, and finally descended to the realm of the Little Fu Sect.

Yuan Soulzi's situation is not bad, fortunately, his spiritual power cultivation has not dropped to the realm of immortal rune masters, otherwise he would have to recuperate for five years. Now, he should be able to fully recover after three years of recuperation.

The golden flames burned for several minutes before they gradually stopped, revealing the scene in the field.

Yuan Soulzi stared nervously ahead, what he hoped most was that he would not see Feng Xingyun's figure in front of him. However, it still disappointed Yuan Soulzi.

Under his gaze, a figure completely ignored the flames that were still burning around him, and walked towards Yuan Soul Zi step by step, and the sound of clicking footsteps sounded like the footsteps of the Grim Reaper in Yuan Soul Zi's ears.

The self-explosion of the golden little Buddha only destroyed the wind god, but did not hurt Feng Xingyun in the slightest.

Feng Xingyun looked at Yuan Soul Zi playfully, and when he walked in front of Yuan Soul Zi, Yuan Soul Zi's face was like ashes, and the whole person sat on the ground weakly, he knew what was waiting for him next.

Feng Xingyun looked at Yuan Soul Zi condescendingly, and said, "Tell me, where is Duanmu Ningxue's sister?"

"Haha, you don't want to know where Duanmu Ningxue's sister is. ”

Yuan Soul Zi laughed wildly, he knew that if he said it, he would die, and if he didn't say it, he would die, and which of the two ways of death was more liberating. Since it's all dead, then I don't care about this, it's better to be tough.

Feng Xingyun looked at Yuan Soul Zi coldly, his right hand was wrapped around the sharp wind blade, and he suddenly stopped when he was about to make a move.

Yuan Soul Zi was a little puzzled, and sneered: "Why don't you do it?"

Feng Xingyun said: "You don't need me to do it, someone else will do it." ”

Feng Xingyun was not afraid of Yuan Soulzi escaping, so he tied his hands behind his back and stood quietly beside Yuan Soulzi, without moving his hand.

A few minutes later, a rapid sound of breaking wind sounded, and several figures flew out and landed beside Feng Xingyun.

When Yuan Soulzi's gaze fell on one of the figures, his eyes widened in shock, and he said, "You...... How did you find it?"

After saying this, Yuan Soulzi was furious, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

These figures are Xia Qingfeng, Xia Qingqian, Lu Zifeng, Duanmu Ningxue and a little girl. The little girl was wearing a cyan dress, her little face was fleshy, and her long silky hair was draped over her shoulders, she was Duanmu Yubing, Duanmu Ningxue's sister.

Yuan Soul Ziman thought that he had hidden Duanmu Yubing very secretly, but he was still found by Duanmu Ningxue, and it didn't take long.

Duanmu Ningxue looked at Yuan Soul Zi coldly with a pair of beautiful eyes, and said, "Yuan Soul Zi, you also have today." You've been cheating for three years, and if you hadn't blackmailed me with your sister, our two sisters would have left the Ghost Gate a long time ago. Today, I will slay thee with my hand. ”

Yuan Soul Zi laughed and said, "If you kill me, the master of the door will definitely avenge me!"

"The Ghost Emperor is too busy to take care of himself now, will he still avenge you? ”

When the words fell, Duanmu Ningxue's eyes suddenly became cold, and Xiao Fuzun's spiritual power was fully exerted, his fingers were put together, and a ruler-sized pillar of spiritual power light burst out, piercing through the dantian of the Yuan Soul Zi, and at the same time piercing through the spirit.

Yuan Soulzi's eyes glared at Duanmu Ningxue viciously, and his body no longer had the slightest intuition, and he slowly fell down.

Yuan Soul Son, body falls!