The Soul Destroying Spell broke, and the entire Immortal Mountain shook instantly.

If the earth cracks and the mountain collapses, a resentment erupts.

It was as if the monster that had suppressed it for 19,000 years had awakened, and the sound alone was terrifying.

The resentment in the sky roared to the sky, almost enveloping the entire mountain top, but these resentments were intertwined at the moment.

"After 19,000 years of suppression, is there only this trace of resentment left?"

Qin Hao stared, in front of him, a soul that had already been transformed from a resentment, that elongated face seemed to have a resentment written on it, and his body was two meters high.

The fierceness revealed between the eyebrows of the soul has been rich to the extreme, even if it is a monk of the sixth turn of the Divine Source Realm, in front of this soul, he is definitely not an enemy, I am afraid that only a monk of a million immortal sources can barely fight.

Nineteen thousand years have passed, and the resentment is almost unimaginably thick, and even the soul destroying spell has never completely crushed it.

Just like this soul in front of Qin Hao, that majesty has reached the realm of six turns above and seven turns, and on this unquiet mountain, a place full of resentment is simply a good place for him.

"The Soul Killing Spell is broken!"

In the unquiet mountain, a Zen sound suddenly sounded.

Suddenly, the eight immortal tablets engraved with the soul extinguishing spell rose with golden light, and Haoran's righteous qi was condensing, turning into a soul in a black robe with an awe-inspiring face, and a pair of Haoran pupils looked at this unquiet mountain.

Qin Hao, the blood-colored soul, the soul that was still resentful of the condensed soul in the heavenly dome, all entered his eyes.

"Junior, let's settle this account after breaking the curse!"

This soul was already stunned, and he was ordered by the Supreme Master Ancestor to keep the soul destroying spell here for 20,000 years, and only the last thousand years left can be completed and reincarnated.

But now, he was cut down by a junior who broke into the fairyland and practiced all eight swords.

19,000 years, today, the success is in vain!

Especially when he saw the resentment condensed to the extreme in the heavenly vault, the whole person was shocked.

After 19,000 years of soul extinguishing spells, there was still such a power left, at least, compared to the young man in front of him.

The blood-colored soul eyes reflected Qin Hao and the Haoran soul, the corners of its mouth rose slightly, but the eyes were extremely gloomy, "The Desolate Sect has consumed me with a soul destroying spell for nineteen thousand years, but I want to thank you for this junior!"

"In return, after killing this soul, I will refine your three souls and seven spirits, and give you the way of the Golden Immortal!"

The blood-colored soul was stepping, and a blood-colored long knife had already appeared in his hand, and with each step, it seemed that the entire Bujing Mountain was shaking slightly.

"Arrogance!"

With a soft shout, the Haoran soul had already made a move.

The seal in its hand changed, and it broke its branches into swords and headed towards the blood-colored soul.

One thought!

Shooting is such a terrifying method.

The branches fell, but the blood-colored soul was full of contempt.

If it weren't for the suppression of these sixty-four immortal monuments here, do you think I would only have this power?"

As the resentment condensed, the body of this blood-colored soul became more and more condensed, and there was already a battle armor fluttering on the robe, and an extremely terrifying murderous aura was like crashing on the shore, shaking the surrounding grass to hang its head.

The moment the battle armor possessed his body, Qin Hao's complexion changed slightly, and in his perception, the strength of the blood-colored soul had risen again, and it had already reached the realm of seven turns.

The Seven Transformations Realm, although it was only a soul, was the first time Qin Hao had seen it.

A scarlet sword light set off a gust of sword wind and headed towards the mighty soul.

Haoran's soul changed color and suddenly became solemn, his hands suddenly changed, the grass and trees around him trembled, and then he shouted, "Get up!"

All plants and trees are soldiers!

That majestic qi was moving, accompanied by the immortal qi in the air, pouring out, and in an instant, there was a grass moving first, and then the grass and trees were moving!

Like the momentum of a thousand horses and a flat river, each path contains the meaning of Haoran, and goes to the blood-colored soul.

"Joke!"

"Do you think that it is useful to have a thought of all things, it's ridiculous!"

The blood-colored soul sneered, and the scarlet broadsword in his hand had already been wielded, the grass and trees did not disperse, the sword light did not extinguish, and even afterward, the entire body and soul body rushed into the grass and trees.

is like a general, holding a sword into the army, the hand rises and the knife falls, harvesting the living beings, but not a leaf touches the body.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a sword flew out, as if tired of this attack, and the sword swept everything.

The method of all the plants and trees was shattered, and the plants and trees were all turned into powder under the sword, and the meaning of Haoran was exploded in it.

Haoran's soul was even more injured, his body was unstable, and he sat on the ground, his face was full of bitterness, and his body was half illusory.

The entire Bujing Mountain seemed to fall into a short silence, and the Haoran Soul looked at the soul with the armor, and his face was already flashing with a touch of helplessness, ten thousand years ago, the Supreme Master Ancestor had spoken.

Grinding out the Da Luo Jin Immortal Bone is only ten thousand years, and the remaining ten thousand years is to grind his grievances, but now the residual strength, he is not enough to fight the enemy.

The soul condensed by that resentment was too strong, it was transformed by the resentment of the twenty-four Great Luo Golden Immortals, and he was just a soul.

Haoran's soul body trembled, and suddenly, he raised his eyes and looked into the air, the resentment condensed again, and the scarlet cloak swayed, merging into the blood-colored soul armor.

There are resentment condensed, turned into blood-colored combat boots, and resentment is turned into a battle arm, each into the body of the blood-colored soul.

At this moment, the blood-colored soul had reached the point of terrifying the world, and there was even an undefeated general.

Haoran's soul trembled slightly, and there was a change in the seal method in his hand, as if he was going to make a last fight.

"Eight Great Immortal Monuments, listen to my orders!"

It said solemnly, "Lang Lang Qiankun, the Tao is natural!"

"Turn the Tao into thunder, and punish the resentful soul!"

Suddenly, the blood in the sky was dimming, the sky was shaking, and there was thunder flickering in it.

Rumble!

The first thunderbolt exploded, but it didn't fall.

On the horizon, the endless blood is fading, resentment is disappearing, and it is annihilated in the heavens and the earth.

Rumble!

Another thunderbolt sounded, deafening, just two thunderbolts, and the resentment on the horizon dissipated!

The thunder still never stopped, but at this moment, after the two thunderbolts, Haoran's soul had become illusory, and it was obvious that the Heavenly Thunder Technique was too consuming.

Rumble!

This thunderbolt could no longer be stopped, and it went straight towards the armor soul.

"What can you do with thunder to restrain the soul?" the armor soul roared, furious, "If I don't die with this thunder, it will be the time when you will be completely destroyed!"

The sound fell with the thunder, and the entire peak of the Silent Mountain trembled.

The battle armor soul raised its sword to carry the thunder, but in just a few breaths, the thunder finally fell and devoured it.

A glint flashed in Haoran's soul's eyes, was this a success?

However, in the next moment, the image of the blood-colored knife tip sweeping out the thunder made Haoran's soul face change suddenly, and it was no longer able to support the next thunder to fall.

The thunder gradually dissipated, revealing the shattered armor, the shattered scarlet cloak, and the annihilated figure of the battle armor.

"I said, if I don't die, you die!"

"By the way, there's this junior!"