Violent golden light suddenly filled the entire cave, turning the dark cavern into a sea of light.

Except for the Yin Faceless led by the Shadow Clan, everyone else screamed and took a few steps back, only to feel that they had suddenly entered a furnace of light and flame, and the terrifying light burned all over their bodies, and violent pain came from the surface of their bodies.

Several people tried to resist with martial spirits, but found that their shadow martial souls seemed to be out of order, no matter how they summoned them, they didn't appear, and the soul power in their bodies was also greatly suppressed.

Yin Faceless's face also changed greatly, but his strength was stronger, and he forcibly summoned his faceless martial soul to merge with his body, and the shadow soul power formed a layer of black shadow shield on the surface of his body, isolating the holy light a few inches away.

Wufeng's fists clenched and shook hard, reaching the first explosion of the power of the Ninefold Holy Body of the Sea of Bitterness, shattering all the chains outside the body!

"It's really surprising that the little Soul Emperor has such a powerful realm...... Lord Gloom also died under this realm, right?"

Yin Faceless's cold voice sounded, but there was a trace of shock in his heart, the soul power fluctuations that erupted without wind were about the peak realm of the Soul Emperor, and it was not far from the Soul Saint.

And looking at the appearance of the windless, at most in his twenties!

At the peak of the Soul Emperor in his twenties, he still cultivated such a terrifying realm......

The most important thing in this field is that they also have great restraint on their clan's shadow martial spirits, and the clansmen of the same level have absolutely no resistance to him!

"This kid must die! If he is allowed to grow up, he is likely to become the enemy of my clan!"

Yin Wumian snorted coldly, and seven soul rings appeared on his body, two yellow, two purple and three black, he was actually a master of the soul saint level, and looking at his seventh soul ring, the color was very deep, I am afraid that it would not be less than 50,000 years!

The strength of a 50,000-year-old soul beast is comparable to that of a Titled Douluo, and it can obtain a soul ring of this level in the seventieth-level soul saint realm, which objectively shows the strength of the shadow clan!

Wufeng naturally noticed this, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, this Yin Wuxian is not only good at tracking, but also has extremely strong combat power.

Although he killed a Contra-level soul beast head-on, it was the state of the Sun Holy Body placed in the soul ring, and the secret of all words successfully triggered ten times the combat power!

Now, although he has broken through to the Ninth Fold of the Sea of Bitterness and his strength has improved, it is only the total amount of holy power that has increased several times, and it is not of much help when facing opponents whose realm is higher than his own.

Moreover, he must release the first soul ring to maintain the Sun Realm to suppress the martial souls of several other people, unable to cast the Sun Holy Body, and only double the blessing of the realm in terms of strength.

Therefore, his overall strength now is about the first Soul Saint, which is much weaker than Yin Wumian.

Yin Wumian glanced at a few of his subordinates, asking them to exit the windless realm first, and then looked at Wufeng, his eyes revealing a touch of coldness.

Wufeng didn't care when he saw a few people leaving, his enemy was only Yin Wumian!

"Sun Holy Fist!"

Wufeng shot directly, anyway, his grudge with the Shadow Clan is basically inextricable, and only by killing Yin Wuface can he avoid the follow-up pursuit.

The majestic holy power was incomparably strong under the blessing of the Sun Realm, and it rushed towards the Yin Faceless Faceless, as if it was about to melt him all.

Yin Wumian snorted coldly, the soul ring behind him flickered, and the power of dark gray shadows erupted from his body, turning into countless tentacles that wrapped himself in layers.

The Sun Holy Fist slammed into the tentacle layer, and the powerful holy power exploded instantly, shattering and melting a large piece of tentacles in front of Yin Faceless's body!

The black cloak that covered Yin Faceless's head shattered under the blow, revealing his true face.

After Wufeng saw it clearly, he was taken aback, Yin Wumian in the state of martial soul possession actually had no facial features, the whole face was pitted, full of tiny tentacles, and the Dao Yin Gray Soul Power was wrapped around the tip of the tentacles, which looked extremely disgusting.

But now is not the moment of surprise, Wufeng quickly gathered his mind, and several more Sun Holy Fists struck out with all his might, and the Holy Power surge brought a powerful wave of qi, and it slammed into the already small cave!

Rubble falls, earthquakes tremble, and the whole cave seems to collapse at any moment!

Yin Wumian's face remained unchanged, in fact, Wufeng couldn't see the expression on his current face at all......

Countless tentacles appeared on his body surface again, quickly filling the defensive void that had been broken before, and even thickening it by dozens of layers!

Yin Faceless's whole body was wrapped in wriggling tentacles, turning into a gray-black wriggling disgusting ball of flesh.

Bang!bang......

The furious fist intent kept bombarding the meat balls, hitting one flesh pit after another, but it was soon filled by the faceless tentacles, and it was never hit by the windless body.

Wufeng saw that he couldn't break through this disgusting ball of meat in a short period of time, but he was not in a hurry, he still maintained his peak state, and the holy power gushed out from the boundless sea of suffering, turning into countless balls of sunlight rumbling and exploding on the ball of flesh.

"It's a dream to wear me down with defense alone!"

Wufeng laughed secretly in his heart, he was not an ordinary soul master, and after using a few soul skills, he would use up his soul power and be slaughtered by others!

His current sea of bitterness is almost endless, and the holy power contained in it is enough for him to maintain his current attack frequency for an entire day!

And now he is still running the word secret while attacking, once it is successfully triggered, he can kill Yin Wuface with a punch before he reacts!

However, before the wishful thinking of the wind started, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly disappeared!

On the scene, the tentacle layer outside the Yin Faceless Body was still blasted out of the pit by the windless, but every time it was filled with new tentacles, the defense ability was actually raised a notch!

Originally, a punch could hit a hole the size of a human head, but just a moment later, a blow of the same power could only leave a hole the size of a bowl!

Wufeng's eyes condensed, he snorted lightly, increased the power in his hands, and his fists turned into bursts of golden meteors, slamming into the Yin Faceless tentacles fiercely!

The aftermath of the collision's energy spread, and the entire cavern shook violently, and the stones flew in all directions, and before they could hit the ground, they were shattered by the windless fist intent!

But the effect of the windless attack is still getting worse and worse, and after a few minutes, it can no longer even break through the tentacles' defenses, and the fist smashes up as if hitting the fine iron, making a sonorous sound, leaving only a shallow imprint!

"The more his tentacles hit, the more broken and stronger! And in terms of attributes, he was suppressed by my holy power at the beginning, and he was no longer afraid later, and even a faint golden light appeared on the newborn tentacles, as if he had absorbed my holy power to evolve!"

The more Wufeng fought, the more frightened he became, he had already given full play to his current strength, and he couldn't break through the Yin Faceless Defense at all!

There was still no expression on the face of Yin Wumi, which was covered by tentacles, but Wufeng could feel the mockery.

As soon as Wufeng gritted his teeth, the bitter sea holy power kept pouring out, merging into his fists, and continuing to maintain an endless attack, even if it didn't have much effect, it would make Yin Wumian unable to launch other soul skills.

As long as the secret is successfully triggered, he can turn the situation around in an instant!

"Boss, can you hurry up...... What are you going to do at this juncture!"