Ye Chen's eyes were staring at Xiao Zongxuan's soul sacrifice to strengthen the dark spirit bat.

The latter attacked first, and a strong storm swept out of his soul, which dragged him into Xiao Zongxuan's Mud Pill Palace Consciousness Sea.

In the Mud Pill Palace, there is a sea of crystals, and those flickering points of light belong to Xiao Zongxuan's consciousness.

At this moment, the Crystal Sea is still active, proving that Xiao Zongxuan's soul has not yet fallen.

The soul body of the dark spirit bat, located in the center of the Mud Pill Palace, was releasing layers of coercion, shocking Ye Chen's soul body.

He wants to fight with his soul.

After all, it is a powerful creature from the spirit realm, and the power of the soul is unfathomable, and it is an existence that is difficult for cultivators in the holy realm to match.

Ye Chen's eyebrows were clear, he had the power of the spell system and the power of the prophecy system.

Two of the eight major law systems have brought about an increase in soul power beyond imagination.

"Since you want to fight with your soul, try my soul spell: Nightmare Devouring"

Ye Chen took the lead in attacking.

On the opponent's home turf, he can't be completely passive.

The soul body overflowed in all directions, gradually turning into a devouring vortex of complete souls, filling the entire Mud Pill Palace Zhihai.

Ye Chen wants to take the initiative into his own hands.

Outside, the two stood in place, looking stable.

But in the sea of knowledge, the souls of the two sides have already collided hundreds of times.

In particular, Ye Chen's transfiguration soul body was tearing each other apart with the Shadow Bat.

Above Ye Chen's soul, there were shadow vortices floating in the air one after another.

A dark swirl with devouring powers.

They were the nightmares that Ye Chen's soul had turned into, devouring the powerful souls of the ghost clan.

For any cultivator with a strong soul power, the devouring power of the nightmare is a high-level force that is difficult to resist.

Nightmares devour power, from curses.

Anyone who does not have the ability to break the curse will fall and turn into Ye Chen's nourishment.

On the other hand, the Dark Spirit Bat.

His soul can make a whistling sound in the harsh rain.

That soul fluctuation was able to shatter Ye Chen's soul body.

His body fled frantically, but it continued to release a devouring vortex of nightmares.

The two bodies did not have any contact, and there was no collision in strength.

However, on the battlefield of the soul, it has been fought to the point of tragedy.

Ye Chen's body, seven orifices bleed.

On the soul, there are layers of cracks.

"Damn, its remnant isn't strong, but it's tenacious. ”

"Extremely hard to devour!"

"I must find another way to weaken the soul strength of the Dark Spirit Bat. Ye Chen thought for a while, and his mind was cautious.

Night bats aren't any better.

Its soul body wings have been devoured and gone, leaving only a mouse-like body.

"Human, you have mastered the means of devouring souls. ”

"Curse! How can humans have the power of curses. ”

"What an eye-opener for this king!" the Dark Bat said, shocked.

When Ye Chen heard this, he immediately mocked and said, "This king, you still call yourself king?"

"It's not false to say that you are a mouse, look at your current appearance, just don't call it a dark spirit bat, call it a dark spirit mouse. ”

Ye Chen bluntly mocked, angering the Dark Spirit Bat and delaying time.

At the same time, open the system store of the eight major spell systems, spell system, and soul spell to find the spell power you can use.

Among them, there is a soul secret technique that is even more advanced than the Nightmare Devouring: [Death Ceremony]

[Death Ritual]: Soul spell, a spell that can directly curse the soul until death.

The ghost spirit clan, the soul strength of the dark spirit bat is extremely high, and it will not be directly cursed to death by Ye Chen.

But the soul spell of the Death Rite is bound to greatly weaken his soul power, helping the Nightmare Devour to further devour his soul.

Taking advantage of the dark spirit bat's rage, he frantically attacked Ye Chen.

The latter began to secretly speculate about the [Death Ceremony]

Before learning the soul spell, the 4 billion gold coins in the system, Ye Chen used to improve his magic talent, as well as the mage level and various elemental intermediate magic.

For the eight major Dharma systems, the spell system has slightly ignored them.

Unexpectedly, the most effective way to balance the ghost spirit clan is the soul spell.

Fortunately, the price at which the soul spell was sold was still within the range that Ye Chen could afford.

His talent had increased hundreds of times, and it only took thirty breaths to learn the [Death Ceremony] at this time.

During this time, his soul body was wounded one after another.

The Dark Bat continues to unleash its natural abilities.

"Soul storm, dark spirit strangulation. The Dark Bat roared, and the soul unleashed a stormy attack.

Another round of soul power, surging from all directions.

In Ye Chen's opinion, those soul storms were like sword path cultivators, releasing ten thousand swords to return to the sect.

Countless soul swords strangled towards him, if it weren't for Ye Chen's own soul power, which was extremely powerful, it was above the ghost spirit clan.

At this moment, he is afraid that he has already been wiped out by the other party's endless soul methods.

Even now, the soul has been traumatized, and there are several holes in the body.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a soul magic potion in the space of Ye Chen's system that could repair the soul in the future, he wouldn't dare to damage the soul so recklessly to attract the attention of the dark spirit bat.

Finally, he succeeded in mastering the [Death Ceremony]

In an instant, Ye Chen's eyes seemed to come back to his senses and shine again.

"Dark Spirit Mouse, have you had enough?"

"It's time for me to do it!"

"Soul Spell, [Death Ceremony]" Ye Chen gritted his teeth in resentment, trying to use the soul spell.

In his soul body, a circle of blood-colored light appeared, and four red ancient magic books appeared on it.

In the books, there are ancient and obscure patterns, which belong to the breath of spells.

The four books instantly broke away from Ye Chen's body, and instead locked on the dark spirit bat.

The latter fled at breakneck speed.

Unexpectedly, when the soul curse was applied, there was no way back for him.

Surrounded by four blood books, the Dark Spirit Bat hurriedly defended with the power of its soul.

At the moment, the four books of the [Death Ceremony] instantly enveloped him.

The dense blood-colored lines were released from the four books, gradually winding around the dark spirit bat, making its soul body turn blood-red.

"What?"

"The power of this curse is—" The Dark Spirit Bat was shocked, and he struggled to break free, only to find that he couldn't do it at all.

Four death ceremonies, unleashing an unprecedented furious soul.

The curse from the depths of the soul is eating away at the Dark Spirit Bat step by step.

In Xiao Zongxuan's mind, in the Mud Pill Palace, an unprecedented soul storm was sweeping wildly.

In the corner, a very fragile soul belonging to Xiao Zongxuan's body released a little despair, and then it was instantly annihilated.

Xiao Zongxuan's soul fell.

in the outside world.

The emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty who was high on the stage suddenly changed color, and he suddenly stood up and looked at Xiao Zongxuan and Ye Chen in shock on the gambling arena.

Xiao Zhongxing clenched his fists tightly, and his face was dull for a while.

After a long time, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and the flames burned in his eyes, giving birth to a strong hatred.

Unexpectedly, in front of him, Xiao Zongxuan, the sixth prince, still fell on the spot and died in the hands of Ye Chen.

"Bastard!"

"Kill me Xuan'er, this emperor must let you pay for your life!" Xiao Zhongxing couldn't hide his anger and roared.

Emperor Wu Pingcang, the Great Wu Emperor, appeared on his opposite side in time, holding the imperial martial arts, and waiting for him seriously.