Chapter 142: Strength is rising

"Let's hurry up and join forces to ...... to the outside world" Before the words of the fake third aunt were fully spoken, she opened her eyes and said "ah". Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan Hao controlled the big giant palm of Lu Xi directly above Yan Ling's body, Mount Tai descended like a top, and a huge momentum enveloped Yan Ling's body first, and almost simultaneously penetrated into the depths of his soul, Yan Ling, who had just stopped the truce, and the impostor third aunt, including the profound cultivation of Qing Hantian, none of them did not feel that the soul power that was being urged suddenly stagnated.

"Not good!" Qing Hattian immediately heard a clicking and breaking sound that seemed to be a thick rope being forcibly cut open by a sharp blade, and then a look of despair and fear appeared on his little face, and at the same time, in the starry sky thousands of miles away, a large blue thundercloud that was coming to Black Mountain City, a first-level cultivation city on the Xuanou Continent, immediately stopped, and then, the terrifying momentum emitted by the thundercloud scattered in all directions, without a trace, and the thundercloud also dissipated like sunshine and snow.

Lu Xi's big palm had already fallen, and at the same time, Yan Ling was wrapped up.

At this time, the palm of the hand has been clenched into a giant fist, and the giant fist is like a balloon that expands and expands endlessly, giving people the feeling that in the next moment, the balloon will burst uncontrollably.

The cool old man who was eight feet tall on the side, and the humanoid phantom condensed by his soul became more and more faint.

His face was already pale, and his eyes were even darker, but the cool old man's flying palms suddenly changed, and several powerful handprints suddenly formed, and these handprints rushed towards the giant fist seal in the air like spirituality, and the giant fist stopped changing, and became smaller and smaller, until the size of the basketball completely stopped.

A golden light and shadow escaped from Yan Hao's forehead, and Si Lingding appeared magnified all the way.

It landed lightly on the floor of the secret room, and Dingkou was aimed at the basketball-sized fist, and a golden ray stretched out from Dingkou like a practice, reaching below the giant fist.

Yan Hao sent out an idea, so his soul power urged the big basketball giant fist in mid-air, and the giant fist dispersed, and the mini little man Yan Ling was staring at Yan Hao with tears in his eyes, and he was unwillingly swept into Si Lingding by the golden horse training.

"Preserve Yan Ling's physical body, isolate the memories of the fake third aunt and Qing Hate Tian's souls, and purify their souls." Yan Hao sent this instruction to Si Lingding.

Si Lingding immediately sent a message to Yan Hao: "Master, it's completely possible, but the master's cultivation at the peak of the early stage of the soul martial artist is too weak, and he can't open the function of Si Lingding with abundant soul power, as a tool spirit, I can only forcibly open it with the help of the master's five elements soul blood!" However, the master can rest assured, the quality of Qing Hatetian's soul is very high this time, and it is completely possible to make up for this loss with the purified soul! By the way, there is also that cool old man, if his soul wants to be restored, this blue hatred heaven is a great treasure! ”

Hearing this, Yan Hao said secretly, even if he didn't make any amends to himself, wouldn't he give Si Lingding's soul blood nourishment? However, he didn't have any rebuttal, just naturally pressed his hands to his forehead, and a stream of soul blood shot straight towards Si Lingding.

Si Lingding immediately burst out with a circle of golden rays, and at the same time emitted a noble aura.

This kind of noble aura made Yan Hao's heart immediately feel terrified, and it seemed that the connection with Si Lingding's soul had advanced again.

Seeing this scene, the cool old man's gloomy eyes suddenly flashed with a clear light, and he no longer had any stop to scatter his body, condensed into a white mang, and submerged into the jade pendant hanging on Yan Hao's chest, and a soul fluctuation suddenly entered Yan Hao's forehead: "Boy, you have made a big deal, this Si Lingding is not a Taoist weapon, a holy weapon, but an immortal weapon, at least a treasure that is infinitely close to an immortal weapon, no wonder there will be waves of masters and strong people coming to Yan Mansion!" Fortunately, this immortal weapon has a high-level instrument spirit and knows how to protect itself, plus the treasure owned by the Yan Mansion is only a legend and has not been confirmed, otherwise, hehe, the ten Yan Mansions have also been destroyed! ”

After making comprehensive arrangements for Si Lingding, Yan Hao summoned into the black water.

Heishui had been waiting outside the secret room for a long time, and when he heard Yan Hao's order, he immediately pushed the door and trotted in: "Master, what do you command?" ”

Yan Hao pointed to the bed next to him and said undoubtedly: "Lie down, the prohibition in the depths of your soul cannot but be lifted, and the soul control of the soul must also be cleaned up, otherwise, you won't live for a month." ”

With a happy face, Heishui lay on the bed with a bang.

Yan Hao immediately stretched out his left hand and grabbed Heishui's right wrist, just like a Chinese medicine pulse.

With a boost of soul power, Yan Hao forced the soul power containing the soul secret scripture and the breath of the five elements into the black water meridian.

First, the whole body circulated around to see if there was any soul scattering, and then quietly ran the soul power to follow the black water meridian to the periphery of its soul, and after arranging the Ten Thousand Beast Array to protect its soul, Yan Hao took advantage of the victory to pursue, and attacked it unexpectedly and smashed the Yellow Dragon unprepared.

The seal prohibition in the soul of the black water was not very strong, and under the full attack of Yan Hao's soul secret scripture and the breath of the five elements, it immediately collapsed, and those souls who were hiding in the corner of the soul were scattered, and as soon as they smelled the breath of the soul secret scripture, it was as if winter snow saw the spring sun, and it quickly melted.

After only ten breaths, Heishui returned smoothly from the Ghost Gate.

Driven away the soul scattering and breaking the ban on imprisoning cultivation, the strength of the black water rose gradually, the peak of the late stage of the soul warrior, the peak of the late stage of the soul warrior, the peak of the late stage of the great soul martial artist, and the peak of the late stage of the great soul martial artist, until the peak of the late stage of the great soul martial artist who was about to break through to the realm of the soul martial sect, the cultivation of the black water skyrocketed before stopping.

Jumping off the bed and kneeling on the floor with a bang, Heishui kowtowed to Yan Hao three times very respectfully, then stood up and bowed down with a fist and said: "Loose cultivation Fang Jin thanked the little master for coming to the rescue, this righteousness Bo Yuntian made Fang admire!" From then on, Fang Jin swore to follow the little master to the death and never betray! ”

Fang Jin, who was already at the peak of the Great Soul Martial Master, immediately tied his hands to the side, completely looking like a slave follower.

Yan Hao, whose face was already pale, immediately smiled and said: "Uncle Fang, you don't have to look like this, as if this thirteen young man is Hu Han three weeks skinning, no matter from which point of view, Uncle Fang is Yan Hao's elder, and he doesn't always have to be a little master and a little master to shout, so how many lives?" Just call me Ah Hao like a silver wolf. Yan Hao casually took out Fang Jin's soul blood from his forehead and threw it directly at him.

Fang Jin didn't say a polite word, and immediately pressed the soul blood thrown by Yan Hao on his forehead.

Fusing this drop of soul blood, Fang Jin's soul was finally complete, and he immediately said, "Anyway, old ...... I have settled with you, Ah Hao, there are a lot of things to explain to you, but the most important thing at the moment, Ah Hao, is that you have to hurry up and breathe, otherwise, the damage to the soul will be immeasurable! ”

A voice suddenly sounded in the secret room.

"Hmph, nothing to do is to be courteous or a thief! If you pretend to be caring, you must not have any good intentions! ”

"Who?! You stand up with me! A low roar rushed out of Fang Jin's entrance, and a colossal momentum dispersed, of course, under Fang Jin's conscious control, he naturally avoided Yan Hao and the silver wolf.