Wu Yan's scalp was numb, his body retreated, and he looked at the cynical bad old man in front of him with a wary face.

Since this is within the soul land, the soul of this transparent old man is most likely the remnant soul of a powerful person in ancient times.

"Who is this old man?"

In order to confirm what he thought, Wu Yan opened his mouth and asked Lingsu.

"Hee-hee-hee!Fun, fun!"

Before Lingsu could speak, the transparent old man suddenly raised his hand, and the wooden box in Wu Yan's arms actually flew directly into the transparent old man's hand.

And the connection between Lingsu and Wu Yan was also cut off by the transparent old man at this moment.

"Give me back the wooden box!"

Wu Yan's eyes were cold, and anger suddenly appeared in his heart.

Even if you're an old-timer from ancient times, you can't be so foolish, right?

That wooden box is the dwelling place of the spirit, if it is snatched by this bad old man, then he will lose the awakening heavenly art.

This kind of thing is absolutely not allowed to happen.

"The momentum is good, but I don't know how good you are. ”

Seeing that Wu Yan was menacing, the transparent old man was not angry or afraid, but the joy on his face became stronger and stronger.

"Whew!"

I don't know if it's because this transparent old man is a spirit or if he is too powerful, Wu Yan can't touch him at full speed.

"Tut-tut, that's not going to work. ”

The transparent old man seemed to be very disappointed in Wu Yan, and shook his head with a sigh.

"Humph!"

Wu Yan snorted coldly, spread his palm, and a cyan ball of light suddenly appeared in his hand, and energy surged.

"Good guy, being able to compress energy to this point is rare for a martial artist of your realm.

However, there are still some shortcomings. ”

With a wave of the transparent old man's hand, a "yin wind" blew, and the cyan ball of light in Wu Yan's hand actually dissipated instantly......

At the same time, the transparent old man on the opposite side actually seemed to become more condensed at this moment.

It seems that Wu Yan's energy was directly absorbed and utilized by him.

"I repeat, return the wooden box to me. ”

Wu Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a condensed voice.

Although he didn't want to hurt the transparent old man in front of him very much, if this transparent old man was stubborn, Wu Yan wouldn't mind cleaning him up.

The means of dealing with the soul, Wu Yan is not without it.

As far as the ghost hand he learned from the underworld Yama, he has the ability to cut through the soul and the spirit.

"What if I don't give it, and what will you do?"

The transparent old man controlled the wooden box to float in the air, and shook it in front of Wu Yan.

"Then don't blame me for tearing your soul apart. ”

Wu Yan took a deep breath, behaved extremely pretended, and with a wave of his big hand, his whole body was blue.

Immediately after, a ghost hand holding a giant blade of green qi appeared behind him.

"What kind of weird martial arts is this?"

The transparent old man was a little frightened.

He actually sensed a dangerous aura in the hands of this cyan ghost.

His transparent old man's spirit is different from the spirit of a warrior who escapes after death.

This is the spirit body of that remnant soul after cultivating for tens of thousands of years.

Ordinary physical or magical attacks can't hurt him at all.

It can be seen that the white-haired young man in front of him is quite capable.

"Okay, okay, stop, stop, isn't it just a wooden box, and you just pay it back. ”

This transparent old man is also very sleek, and after knowing that he might suffer a loss, he actually admitted it directly.

"Karma?"

Wu Yan was a little confused.

Do you think you're tough, that's all?

"I haven't seen you for tens of thousands of years, and you kid is still so naughty. ”

Before Wu Yan could take the wooden box, Lingsu's figure appeared between Wu Yan and the transparent old man.

Wu Yan's scalp was numb, his body retreated, and he looked at the cynical bad old man in front of him with a wary face.

Since this is within the soul land, the soul of this transparent old man is most likely the remnant soul of a powerful person in ancient times.

"Who is this old man?"

In order to confirm what he thought, Wu Yan opened his mouth and asked Lingsu.

"Hee-hee-hee!Fun, fun!"

Before Lingsu could speak, the transparent old man suddenly raised his hand, and the wooden box in Wu Yan's arms actually flew directly into the transparent old man's hand.

And the connection between Lingsu and Wu Yan was also cut off by the transparent old man at this moment.

"Give me back the wooden box!"

Wu Yan's eyes were cold, and anger suddenly appeared in his heart.

Even if you're an old-timer from ancient times, you can't be so foolish, right?

That wooden box is the dwelling place of the spirit, if it is snatched by this bad old man, then he will lose the awakening heavenly art.

This kind of thing is absolutely not allowed to happen.

"The momentum is good, but I don't know how good you are. ”

Seeing that Wu Yan was menacing, the transparent old man was not angry or afraid, but the joy on his face became stronger and stronger.

"Whew!"

I don't know if it's because this transparent old man is a spirit or if he is too powerful, Wu Yan can't touch him at full speed.

"Tut-tut, that's not going to work. ”

The transparent old man seemed to be very disappointed in Wu Yan, and shook his head with a sigh.

"Humph!"

Wu Yan snorted coldly, spread his palm, and a cyan ball of light suddenly appeared in his hand, and energy surged.

"Good guy, being able to compress energy to this point is rare for a martial artist of your realm.

However, there are still some shortcomings. ”

With a wave of the transparent old man's hand, a "yin wind" blew, and the cyan ball of light in Wu Yan's hand actually dissipated instantly......

At the same time, the transparent old man on the opposite side actually seemed to become more condensed at this moment.

It seems that Wu Yan's energy was directly absorbed and utilized by him.

"I repeat, return the wooden box to me. ”

Wu Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a condensed voice.

Although he didn't want to hurt the transparent old man in front of him very much, if this transparent old man was stubborn, Wu Yan wouldn't mind cleaning him up.

The means of dealing with the soul, Wu Yan is not without it.

As far as the ghost hand he learned from the underworld Yama, he has the ability to cut through the soul and the spirit.

"What if I don't give it, and what will you do?"

The transparent old man controlled the wooden box to float in the air, and shook it in front of Wu Yan.

"Then don't blame me for tearing your soul apart. ”

Wu Yan took a deep breath, behaved extremely pretended, and with a wave of his big hand, his whole body was blue.

Immediately after, a ghost hand holding a giant blade of green qi appeared behind him.

"What kind of weird martial arts is this?"

The transparent old man was a little frightened.

He actually sensed a dangerous aura in the hands of this cyan ghost.

His transparent old man's spirit is different from the spirit of a warrior who escapes after death.

This is the spirit body of that remnant soul after cultivating for tens of thousands of years.

Ordinary physical or magical attacks can't hurt him at all.

It can be seen that the white-haired young man in front of him is quite capable.

"Okay, okay, stop, stop, isn't it just a wooden box, and you just pay it back. ”

This transparent old man is also very sleek, and after knowing that he might suffer a loss, he actually admitted it directly.

"Karma?"

Wu Yan was a little confused.

Do you think you're tough, that's all?

"I haven't seen you for tens of thousands of years, and you kid is still so naughty. ”

Before Wu Yan could take the wooden box, Lingsu's figure appeared between Wu Yan and the transparent old man.