In the past, no matter how much this small mirror was used and tried, he didn't find that he was also consuming Jingyun, although he was also a magic weapon, he would definitely consume an anti-essence element, but at that time, Song Yan was at the end of the time, under the total consumption, how much he consumed, but now he suddenly found that this was not the reason why this thing was not consumed or rarely consumed.

It's that Song Yan didn't excite the real power of this small mirror before, so he felt that this small mirror didn't consume essence at all, and now that his strength has improved, then using this small mirror also has a more powerful attack effect, in this case, Song Yan found that the consumption of this small mirror is also obvious. However, with the pupil attack of his eyes, this consumption is not worth mentioning at all.

Although the two are far from each other in terms of power, in Song Yan's opinion, against the two people in front of him, his small mirror has already shown itself strong enough. There is no need for a powerful attack like Hitomijutsu. "Whew!" The speed of the purple light in the air is extremely fast, and it can be said that this side has already reached the other party just after the actual battle. And this attack is surprisingly strong. However, this old man looked like an old fox who had been famous for a long time, when facing Song Yan's attack. He didn't use anything to block like this middle-aged man, but his body lightly thought about jumping to the side, and then Song Yan's inverted attack grazed his body and shot to the rear.

Although the power of this is very powerful, as long as the other party is not concentrated, it will not help in the strong power. From this point of view alone, Song Yan's pupil technique is a few grades higher than this small mirror, at least there is no way to dodge the attack of the pupil technique. There may be some way to help resist it, but trying to dodge the past without losing anything is a fool's dream. After the old man dodged Song Yan's attack, he took it out of his jade pendant in his storage. Then he took out a yellowed scroll. As soon as this curl appeared, it had a yellow mist, like a flame that was always burning. It looks extraordinarily weird.

The moment Song Yan saw this scroll appear, he sighed in his heart. "Spiritual Attachment Diagram?" This spiritual attachment diagram has no resemblance to Song Yan's at all, but the kind of soul aura he carries on it has not changed at all, and people can recognize at a glance that this is a volume of spiritual attachment diagram. However, this spirit map is still fundamentally different from Song Yan's book. Even if this book is not opened, it seems that there are quite a few souls inside.

Song Yan watched the old man take out the spirit diagram, and the small mirror in his hand immediately followed. The reputation of the Spiritual Possession Diagram is very great, and it has long been rumored that if enough young high-quality souls are absorbed, this Spiritual Attachment Diagram may rise to the level of the Hallows. The holy weapon is also a difficult thing for Song Yan to deal with now. To be on the safe side, Song Yan had to kill her before he could unfold the Attachment Diagram. Only then would he not have to risk facing this enchantment map. Thinking of this, Song Yan's small mirror had already taken pictures of the other party again.

But since there had already been such an attack before, this old man had long been guarding against Song Yan's attack. "It's beautiful!" Song Yan saw that he had dodged his attack again, not only was he angry in his heart, but at this time the old man was already full of banter, as if he thought that Song Yan was all these skills, if that little mirror couldn't hurt himself at all, then the final winner of this fight would definitely be them. And at this moment, the middle-aged man on the side stepped into the battle circle, and he took out a giant axe at some point. At this time, he was rushing towards Song Yan's body. Looking like that, Song Yan was bound to be chopped to death with an axe. But at this time, Song Yan's left eye suddenly became pitch black.

From his point of view, it seemed as if Song Yan's eye had disappeared for no apparent reason. But what he didn't know was that there were no whites in Song Yan's eyes, but all of them were replaced by the eyes of the pupils. This was Song Yan's strongest blow at this time. Although if he used the eternal banishment, he might also be able to freeze the old man, but Song Yan would have to take some risks like that. In case he fails to achieve his wish, then Song Yan will have to face the other party's spirit diagram head-on.

Therefore, at this critical time, Song Yan still attacked in the strongest and most secure way. In fact, thanks to Song Yan's attack using this Divine Crystal Pupil Technique, this old man had obtained a kind of cultivation of spiritual power in his early years, although he could not improve her spiritual power much, but his spiritual power was much purified under this cultivation. In the face of the practice of wanting eternal banishment, it has a strong rebound effect. If Song Yan really used the Eternal Banishment, then he really couldn't withstand him today, and as long as he didn't lose his ability to attack, then Song Yan would be in great trouble. Because the spiritual attachment map in his hand is not an ordinary spiritual attachment diagram at all, this is a treasure that has been formed in ancient times, and there are 99,999 soul bodies on him, and the cultivation of each soul body is not less than the realm of Wuzong during his lifetime, and after so many years of precipitation, a spirit will appear in them at random. The small mirror in Song Yan's hand shone from afar, and then a bright purple light instantly came out of his body, and his target was the man in front of him. Maybe he felt Song Yan's killing intent, but the moment the purple light shot out, he turned back violently, but he didn't rush at Song Yan, but raised his big axe high, and then threw it directly without thinking about it. And the target of the big axe is precisely that purple light.

"Boom!" There was a loud sound, which was not at all the same as shining on other things, when the purple light on the small mirror found the axe, it did not burn the axe directly into molten iron, but like two metal weights, they collided together, producing a sound that shook the heavens and the earth. Song Yan stared blankly at this sudden change, it was the first time he knew that there was something that could resist the pillar of light of his small mirror. However, although he was a little curious, Song Yan did not stop the movements of his hands. I saw that the small mirror in his hand shone the axe twice in succession, and it was only then that a faint scar appeared on the axe. And he could see that the slightest scar did not cause any fatal damage to the axe.

Moreover, in the moment when the axe was resisting, the middle-aged man had already boarded the flying car, and flew to the west in a puff of smoke. Because Song Yan and the axe had delayed a few breaths, they didn't catch up with the middle-aged man who fled.

If he is given enough time, then he can use the spirit diagram in his hand to kill Song Yan here, even if he doesn't kill him, he can completely restrain him. It's good to take the initiative yourself. But the current situation is not something he can control, Song Yan has already used the most powerful attack, at this time the old man only felt little discomfort on his body, but he didn't expect to be attacked by Song Yan at all.

He was still thinking about whether he could take advantage of a loophole to release the spirit diagram, as long as he was sure to win. But suddenly, he found that his body didn't seem to stop commanding himself. Even the whole body became a little stiff. And this stiffness was only for a moment, and then his body became extremely hot as if he had been thrown into a pan of oil. "What's wrong with me?" the old man's heart crossed with a trace of doubt, but he just hadn't understood it until now, he had been attacked by Song Yan's pupil technique. In the next second, when the old man was still full of doubts, there was a sudden violent sound on his body, followed by the sound of several consecutive bones exploding ...... 'bang bang bang'.

The old man's entire legs were shattered, but it was not over, and before he could cry out in pain, his hands, torso, and finally his head were all reduced to a cloud of flesh after a huge statue. "Boom!" was so loud that even the birds in the woods far away were shaken into flight. The middle-aged man who was about to rush to Song Yan's side also turned back abruptly after this loud noise, but when he turned around, the place where the old man was had turned red. But he knew that the red splendor was made of blood and minced flesh, but it looked so psychedelic, as if nothing had happened at all. "Hiss!" a gasp sounded in the middle-aged man's mouth.

Now he didn't have the courage to do it right now, although he had already rushed to Song Yan's side, seeing that as long as the giant axe in his hand was waved lightly, Song Yan would be cut into two pieces by his distance. But he still stopped his movements. He couldn't help but be surprised in his heart. "What are you kidding! Even he died, and the most important thing is that I didn't see how Song Yan made a move at all!" "Now even if you let Song Yan stand somewhere and let him beat him, he won't have the courage." The reason is very simple, this old man is the highest of the three tasks. Don't look at his cultivation, which is only a small level higher than himself and the dead female cultivator. But others don't know, middle-aged people know best, this old man's true strength is by no means as simple as it seems. Although Xiu Wei is indeed the peak of the Martial Venerable Nine Heavens, he is still one step away from the Martial King. However, even a few martial kings in the Ghoul Sect who were not low in cultivation were all kind when they saw him, and they never regarded him as a junior at all.

The Wasteland Continent is only respectful of martial arts, and if you want to let those martial kings who are usually above the top intersect, then they must have the strength that can make them fearful. Even if it's on par with their cultivation, it can't be. It must be higher than their strength, and it will take them to turn and intersect. But there was such a person in front of him, and he turned into a rain of blood and flesh in front of Song Yan. And he didn't even see Song Yan make a move. How could he have some confidence that he could escape? In fact, he didn't know at all that this old man was able to make those Martial Kings turn around and intersect with each other, but it was all thanks to the scroll of the Spiritual Diagram in his hand. This scroll was handed down by the old man's ancestors.

Those Martial Kings had known this for a long time, and a few of them had suffered a lot of losses on it. This is a very powerful magic weapon, so as a magic weapon, there will be many people who will never forget him, so there are naturally no fewer people who take advantage of it, but this old man is soft and hard. Just don't give. Therefore, there are also a few people who can't bear it and plan to snatch it. However, they did not have the ability to restrain the old man before he unfolded the spirit diagram, so when they faced the souls of the hundreds of thousands of masters inside, they even had the urge to shout mother. It is precisely because of this that the old man's spiritual diagram has been left until now. However, when he faced Song Yan, he was in bad luck. Because Song Yan's ability is to attack sharply and extremely fast. even killed the old man in an instant without a sound.

Therefore, this extremely powerful spirit diagram did not exert its power. But all this middle-aged man didn't know at all, he was now staggering backwards, he had been frightened, at this time there was only one word in his heart, that is, 'Run!' The man's body took a few steps back in a row, and he thought about running behind him, and behind him was the flying car they were riding. The flying car is different from the flying boat, the speed of the flying car is slower, and the flight is not high, but he has a very good point, that is, relying on the infusion of the human body's yuan force, he can fly off the ground in an instant, and in a very short time, to achieve the effect of a sprint.

So at this time, the man's purpose was to rush into the speeding car and then run away desperately. But Song Yan never thought of giving him such a chance. Just as the man turned around. The small mirror in Song Yan's hand was far away, and the complicated patterns on his line and surface were thought of leaving in place.

And at the moment when the ball broke, the woman also stopped what she was doing. But it doesn't end here. Behind the woman, the big man in the shape of Ji Ge suddenly deleted, and they threw all the people with good bones into the place where the ball had been. And, when there were enough of them, the woman's arms waved again. In this way, the blood of several bound people continued to seep outward, and slowly formed a round ball comparable to that just now. The blood scab on the ball began to form one by one. "Evil cultivator!" Song Yan saw this and already understood. This is an evil cultivator, and what he is doing now is using human essence and blood to cultivate evil methods, but it shouldn't be that he is using this huge formation himself. If it's for yourself, then the scale of this hair is really a bit big, and it's completely unnecessary. Song Yan saw this as if he was going to make a move to eradicate this woman, but at the moment when he was about to make a move, Song Yan's raw spider had his own impulse, because he found that something was not quite right here.

"That's not right!" Song Yan calmed down and looked around carefully. Gradually, he realized that everything in this place was very normal, and the only thing that made him feel wrong was that the energy here was not very abundant. "That's right! here's the problem!" Thinking of this, Song Yan slapped his thigh fiercely, and this subtle change almost made him ignore the past.