In the stands of the Human Sword Sect, Zhen Wuming let out a sigh of relief and nodded secretly, in the sword eyes he urged, he could see Leng Chanjuan killed on the spot.

In his opinion, as long as Xu Yan leaves the ring now, no matter how powerful the ghost king is, he will be torn to pieces by the masters of the Sword King Palace.

The master is dead, and the rest, whether it is a spirit animal or something else, will be cleared out of the ring, and this cleanup is a permanent cleanup, unless the deceased's master comes to retrieve the deceased's relics.

"Xu Yan, that guy is lucky, the ghost fog brought by Leng Chanjuan must not be too strong, let me say, the ghost fog on Daughter Island is shrouded in a radius of ten miles, and the ghost fog in the ring is only a lot, which is not enough to see at all. ”

Zhen Wuming thought that Xu Yan was lucky, and easily entered the top 100, Leng Chanjuan was extremely vicious, but against the more black-hearted Little Uncle of the Earth Sword Sect, defeat became inevitable.

The guy who can return safely from Hua Yu's belly, how can he be defeated by Leng Chanjuan.

Zhen Wuming is not the only monk who sees through the ghost fog in the ring, most of the powerhouses from the island area pay attention to the ring where Leng Chanjuan is located, because the owner of Daughter Island is famous, as for the top strength of the Sword King Hall and the Phantom Moon Palace, there is no god powerhouse to pay special attention to the duel between Leng Chanjuan and Xu Yan.

The owner of a daughter island is famous in the Hundred Islands region, and he has no reputation in the Xizhou region and even in the human race immortal cultivation world, and it is not the top 100 that can make the gods and powerhouses pay attention, but the top ten duels.

Although he didn't pay attention to Leng Chanjuan, but at this time, Shentu Liancheng's eyebrows suddenly moved, his one eye turned, his eyes were full of gloom, in addition to him, Dan Sheng Mo Huatuo and Xuanyuan Haotian in the distance also seemed to sense a strange aura, and their expressions changed slightly.

What attracted the attention of these god-transforming powerhouses was not Xu Yan's life and death, but the majestic demonic qi of the demon soul.

Before the eyes of several peak powerhouses of the Transformation God came, the demon soul imprisoned Xu Yan, and the next moment it flew and was about to rush into Xu Yan's mind.

It finally regained some strength, and then pretended to be obeyed by Leng Chanjuan and left Daughter Island, in order to take the opportunity to find a chance to resurrect, at least to find a talented Terran monk to occupy its body.

The demon soul with extremely high vision didn't take a fancy to Xu Yan's body at all, and it wouldn't be stupid enough to take it away from the Thousand Babies of the Human Race, and when the time comes, it will inevitably be seen by the surrounding gods, and all he needs is a temporary place to live.

As long as they can invade the other party's Purple Mansion, the demon soul has absolute certainty to seal the other party and treat it as one of their own clones, so as to stay away from the Thousand Babies and slowly find a way to resurrect.

In fact, it didn't want to appear in the Thousand Infant Ring, but Leng Chanjuan released it, in this case, whoever killed Leng Chanjuan had to become a container for the demon soul.

Carrying the violent instant demonic qi, the demon soul turned into a black shadow, and only two blood-red eyes pounced on Xu Yan's forehead with a cruel smile.

With a soft bang, the black shadow of the demon soul transformation seemed to hit the solid wall, and it didn't invade the other party's purple mansion.

"What's wrong! Refining the feather beast bones on the heavenly spirits? I'm afraid that others will take it away!"

In a fit of rage, the demon soul crashed again, and the heavenly spirit was the weakest, but it was refined by Xu Yan with three feathered beast bones, it failed once, but the second time the demon soul knew that the feathered beast bones were in the way, so they burst out more demonic energy, and it was this full exertion that the demonic qi overflowed, and it was detected by several powerhouses at the peak of the gods.

Roar......

Without waiting for the demon soul to stick to Xu Yan's forehead, a hideous dragon roar came from the bottom of his eyes, and a strong suction force rushed out from Xu Yan's left eye, instantly pulling the demon soul in.

The sleeping little black was awakened by the first impact of the demon soul, and the dragon soul that realized the arrival of a strong enemy burst out with its last strength, once again blocking the fatal crisis for its master.

Pedal Pedal Ped

The demon soul came into his eyes, and Xu Yan's imprisoned figure took a few steps backwards and fell directly out of the ring.

"Hmph, useless guy, you can't stand still, what kind of baby fight, rice bucket. As soon as Dan Sheng's eyes looked at it, he saw a person fall into the ring by himself, so he scolded and ignored it.

Xuanyuan Haotian also saw the scene of Xu Yan falling into the ring, but he couldn't perceive that strange aura anymore, and the owner of Xuanyuan Island couldn't help frowning slightly, wondering why he sensed the appearance of a trace of demonic energy.

"Demonic energy...... It's not wrong, there are demons mixed in, where is it, dare to haunt in front of me, what a boldness. ”

Unlike Mo Huatuo Xuanyuan Haotian, Shentu Liancheng, who has the blood of the demon clan, can conclude that there is a demonic qi just now, but it disappears in an instant, he stared at Xu Yan who fell into the ring for a long time, and finally found nothing, and swept his gaze away.

Since landing, Xu Yan has always bowed his head and remained silent, standing motionless under the ring, in the eyes of others, this is a manifestation of internal injuries and self-examination, so he does not dare to act rashly.

Such a scene is not uncommon, and most of the people who pay attention to Xu Yan under the ring.

"What's wrong with him......" Xuanyuan Xue's small hands clenched violently, and her heart beat with it, others don't care about Xu Yan, she cares.

"Why don't you move, Childe, didn't you eat just now, you should pat your back. Qian Qianqian muttered, looking back and seeing that no one cared at all, Awu was gobbling up delicious food, and the ugly ghost master was accompanied by a hippie smile, no matter whether Awuli ignored him or not, this master seemed to be very kind to Awu.

Qian Qianqian couldn't understand why her master didn't move, and she didn't dare to pat her back without authorization, in case the master didn't eat up, it would be troublesome.

Xuanyuan Xue couldn't move even more, since she knew her relationship with the Xuanyuan family, she didn't hold a grudge against her family, she only hoped that she, the enemy of the Xuanyuan family, wouldn't bother Xu Yan, so she couldn't make a move to check a strange man in front of her father.

Zhen Wuming looked at the other rings with a grin, he concluded that Xu Yan had won, so he no longer cared, and while eating grapes, he stared at a beautiful Yuanying female cultivator with great interest, watching people fight with relish.

Xu Yan's situation was not very good, although the demon soul was dragged into his left eye, his mind also seemed to explode.

The body of the three Dao Yuan Babies appeared blurred, and the terrifying aura from the demon soul almost burst his Purple Mansion!

The demon king's breath, which was so huge that even the peak of Yuan Ying could not bear it, was surging in Xu Yan's purple mansion and under his eyes, with his body as a battlefield, the dragon soul and the demon soul were fighting and biting, fighting for their lives.

The violent demonic energy and dragon breath almost shattered Xu Yan's soul, it was not that he didn't want to move, but he didn't have time to pay attention to the body, and he was trying his best to protect the Purple Mansion, and a little negligence would probably destroy his soul!

The terrible and sinister bad luck finally really appeared, it turned out that Leng Chanjuan was not even on the verge of bad luck, and the demon soul was the terrible bad luck.

Xu Yan stood under the ring with a blank gaze, and at this time, a figure appeared beside him, grabbed his shoulder with one hand and took him away from the ring area.