"The fierce Zihan is not the opponent of the Lord, the Lord is him...... What kind of person is it?"

Mu Donglai looked at this scene from afar, his heart was shocked, when he saw Su Chuan just slapped Zi Han away with just one palm, he couldn't help but feel a little glad in his heart, he made a right choice this time, if he really made a move on Su Chuan, I am afraid that the black-clothed clan would have been wiped out long ago.

"Without the power of the ancestral spirit, but such a powerful person came to help, it seems that I am a black-clothed clan, and my life should not be extinct!"

Mu Donglai took a deep breath and looked at the Baiqi people who had not moved for a long time, and his eyes exuded a shocking battle intent.

With this submission, their black-clothed clan has confidence again!

The black-clothed clan will not be destroyed!

"Zihan this time...... I'm afraid I've met an opponent. ”

Among the white tribes, a terrifying voice was heard.

"Who is this person, and why do you want to help the Black-clothed Clan. The High Priest's eyes flashed, revealing a low expression.

"Hmph, no matter who he is, this time the Black-clothed Mansion, when it is destroyed, the two clans are at war, and it is not his own power that can change the tide of the war. ”

The patriarch snorted coldly, and the killing intent was still there.

"Command me to go down and surround this black-clothed city for me, so that not a single fly can escape, and this time, I will destroy them all. ”

The patriarch of Bai Xuan instructed the people behind him, and even though several people scattered in all directions, each with thousands of disciples and demon beasts, they surrounded the black-clothed city, and when he gave an order, he would launch the final decisive battle.

Among the black-clothed clans, when they saw Su Chuan's strength, their momentum was even greater, and the ten thousand demons roared, and when they saw Bai Chuan besieging the city, they immediately let out a shocking roar.

"Fight to the death!"

At this moment, Zi Han, who was slapped away, flew back from a distance, his expression was embarrassed, his clothes were in tatters, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth spread, staring at Su Chuan.

But this didn't seem to have made him retreat, the madness in his eyes was thicker, his evil aura was getting stronger and stronger, and at that moment, his turban was also windless.

The enemy's strength can't defeat him, and for him, this will only provoke his fighting spirit!

"You...... Qualified to see my strongest strength. ”

The cold voice spit out from Zi Han's mouth, a little more hoarse and gloomy, it seemed that at this moment, he used his strongest strength.

His words made Su Chuan secretly frightened, saying that this person had not used all his strength, if so, this Zi Han's strength was probably still above Li Bo, the core disciple of the Ghost God Valley.

Just as he spoke, his turban suddenly spread out and floated above the void, and the dragon pattern on it seemed to come to life and began to swim.

A powerful aura continued to emanate from it, as if forming ripples that spread in all directions.

The moment all those breaths were released, his headscarf was also shattered in an instant, and Zi Han's eyes flashed, and his face instantly became distorted, as if he was suffering great pain.

As his expression became more and more hideous, a pitch-black dragon soul slowly appeared behind him, as if it had become his shadow.

Jiaolong Qianzhang, his eyes were ruthless, staring at Su Chuan coldly, just like staring at an ant, with his own arrogance and disdain.

The purple cold aura became even more powerful with the appearance of this dragon soul, and in an instant, it exuded a cultivation comparable to that of the late stage of the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

And this scene made all the black-clothed people gasp, and only they knew what it meant.

"It's ...... The power of the ancestral spirit of the White Clan

"Zi Han actually used the power of the ancestral spirit of the Bai Xuan clan, and their ancestral spirit turned out to be Jiaolong!"

Mu Donglai took a deep breath and opened his mouth in shock, his words made Su Chuan understand a lot.

The so-called ancestral spirits may be the ancient demon beasts they worship, and they are also the totems of their family, just like the land of Kyushu, they worship the divine dragon.

The ancient demon beasts worshiped by each clan are different, the black-clothed clan is the demon snake, and the white clan is the dragon, and the souls of these ancient demon beasts are worshiped for generations, and you can get the power they give!

This is the power of the ancestral spirit!

Thinking of this, Su Chuan smiled, he wanted to see how strong the ancestral spirit power of this Baiqi clan was!

At the moment when he was groaning, Zi Han had already made a move, and the soul of the dragon covered the sky and the sun, and instantly opened its mouth and devoured Su Chuan.

The breath that gushed out of its mouth turned into a whirlpool, like a black hole capable of devouring heaven and earth, and where the whirlpool spread, everything was swallowed.

The roar was lifted, and the sky was dark, as if this city could be devoured by the soul of this dragon.

Everyone was horrified, and the power of the secret path was unstoppable.

It's just that at the moment when the dragon soul arrived, Su Chuan suddenly smiled inexplicably, and just as he raised his hand, an equally powerful demon beast aura suddenly appeared.

From Su Chuan's body, a shocking roar suddenly came out, and his majestic divine soul power also permeated at this moment, and in just an instant, it turned into an indifferent and ruthless ancient demon snake soul.

As soon as this demon soul came out, the demonic aura spread, not only did the ten thousand demons in the black-clothed clan roar and submit, but even the demon beasts in the white clan roared in horror one after another, revealing their horror.

Su Chuan's demon soul is different from Zi Han, he is the soul of devouring, which can be said to be the true existence of the ancestral spirit of the black-clothed clan, but Zi Han's dragon soul is just the power of the ancestral spirit of that dragon, and how can he be the opponent of Su Chuan's ancient demon snake soul.

And this, it's not over yet, the corners of Su Chuan's mouth curled, revealing mockery.

"Since you want to compare the power of the ancient demon beasts, let's play with you!"

An indifferent voice came out of Su Chuan's mouth, and in an instant, the Heavenly Dragon Spear shot out, immediately setting off the dark clouds and rolling, and a terrifying roar came out, and a Heavenly Dragon instantly appeared above the void.

And this immediately made Zi Han look shocked, and his eyes showed disbelief.

"You...... You are a foreigner, how can you get the power of the ancestral spirit of the black-clothed clan. I don't believe it, it's not true!!"

Zi Han screamed, and his expression finally showed fear.

Several demon spirits appeared, which immediately caused the heavens and the earth to change color, the void trembled, the dark clouds gathered, and the sun was instantly drowned, and when a lightning flash and thunder roared, it suddenly rained majestically.

In the void, the battle between the demon souls began in an instant!

The demon beast roared, tearing the sky, the wind howled, the earth trembled, everyone couldn't see the situation in the void clearly, only those few black shadows were colliding back and forth, and every time they could make the void shatter and ripple.

This fight between monsters and beasts came and ended quickly!

When the light dispelled the darkness, when the dark clouds rolled away, when the rain turned into green smoke, this battle of demon beast souls was over.

And as a result, if you don't want to, you can know how the power of the ancestral spirit is the opponent of Su Chuan's two souls.

Zi Han's figure appeared, but at this time, he was out of breath, and his eyes widened, as if he had seen the incredible.

If the whole person loses control, he falls directly to the ground, setting off a roar!

Zi Han, death!