The old man's soul trembled violently, and he suddenly screamed.

He roared desperately, and in the face of the attack of the soul power, he seemed helpless.

For a cultivator, even if he broke through to the Martial Emperor realm, his soul power was still very weak.

In particular, the offense and defense of the soul power are even more neglectful.

Only a true Great World cultivator will master some soul attainments.

Ordinary cultivators simply strengthen their physical bodies and practice martial arts, but their souls only increase for a short time according to the improvement of their cultivation.

Ye Chen was completely different.

He is a magician, and his soul strength is beyond imagination.

At this moment, he is using the ability of the spell system to strengthen the attack of the soul.

By the time his [Nightmare Devour] was fully released, most of the old man's soul had already been devoured, and the remaining wisps were fragile.

The power of the soul spell was even more strange and unpredictable than Ye Chen had imagined.

However, Ye Chen couldn't directly kill the Martial Emperor.

He could feel that once the Martial Emperor's soul was extinguished, it would have an irreparable impact.

In the palace courtyard, there are many priests.

Many monks were able to feel his soul, which would condense into a token and place it in the sacrificial hall.

Once he falls here, those high priests or priests will instantly feel the changes in the priesthood.

Guarding the soul card of the old man is extremely crucial.

Once he falls, it is a foreign enemy.

If the priests sensed that something was wrong, Ye Chen's plan would also be ruined.

The so-called high priest is impossible to catch.

Therefore, Ye Chen has not wiped out the last wisp of the Martial Emperor's soul.

With the power of the nightmare, he surrounded its soul and limited his soul fluctuations.

However, this old man also has some backbone.

In the case of losing most of his soul, he still wants to pass on the news and tell the news to the Great Yan Dynasty, or those priests.

Ye Chen was difficult to resist, and he was about to be freed from the shackles by the old man.

As a last resort, he could only ask for the help of the Ice Elves.

"Understood, leave it to me!" The Guardian Saint King of the Ice Elf Clan blasted his soul in.

And at that moment, the old man sitting in front of the door of the backyard suddenly stiffened and was drenched in sweat.

His eyes became extremely frightened, and his purple-black pupils rolled his eyes directly at this time.

In the area where no one spied on, he just sat in place, not daring to move.

The Ice Elves guarded the powerful soul of the Saint King Clan, and the moment they appeared, the old man seemed to be suffocated.

He saw this scene blankly, as if he was looking at the most unbelievable thing in the world.

Ye Chen got out.

With the guardian saint king of the Ice Elf clan suppressing him, it must be impossible to pass on the news by borrowing a hundred times his cultivation.

Soon, Ye Chen successfully set foot in the backyard of the palace.

In this fairyland-like secret realm, he found the location of the two priests.

As he expected, the two priests were surrounded by these six ordinary priests.

There were eight mystical priests dressed in black.

They sat in the eight directions, and the signs of gossip were born under their feet, and they occupied each house of divination to predict the celestial phenomena.

Standing at the center of the Lord was a monastic dressed in black robes and wearing a veil.

He held a huge and eerie scythe in his hand.

Ye Chen's eyes showed a cold aura.

When he saw the sickle, he "chuckled" in his heart.

The power that was as secretive as it was deep gave him an extremely eerie feeling.

At least, the scythe made his necromantic seal feel a little taboo.

Ye Chen used the seal of necromancy to destroy the souls collected by the two cities, which was less than one-ten-thousandth of the soul harvested by the scythe.

He immediately understood that this so-called high priest had obtained the divination ability through the sacrifice of life souls.

"Is this the ability of the Ghost Spirit Clan?" Ye Chen asked a question mark in his heart.

He needed to find out how these priests had obtained the celestial phenomena in advance of the prophets.

Looking at the pattern of the formation flowing through this gossip, Ye Chen remembered the appearance of himself opening the Prophecy Seal Formation to rise.

The two are the same.

However, the difference is that Ye Chen predicts the future through the power of the magic array, compared to this ability of unpredictable prophets, there is not much difference in efficiency, but it is easier to cast.

Divination requires sacrifices.

The high priest chose a soul sacrifice.

As the saying goes, the greater the price of divination, the closer the result is to the truth.

After waiting for a long time, the high priest finally stopped what he was doing.

He leaned over and respectfully clenched his fists in one direction.

Immediately, a middle-aged man in a golden robe with a noble appearance fell.

His costume was a little simpler, with the mark of fire carved on it.

Compared with Emperor Dawu, Emperor Dayan's cultivation is more imposing, and his voice is more majestic.

He asked, "High priest, is there a result?"

The black-clad high priest's body trembled slightly.

A special piece of rune paper appeared in his hand.

On the rune paper, there are gossip imprints.

Emperor Yan took over this special piece of talisman and burned it with the power of flames, engraved with words that only priests could understand.

The latter puzzled and said, "Emperor, the person you are looking for is here!"

"He's hiding himself from me even if I can't detect it, and he has the same abilities as we do. ”

"Now we've lost!"

"For the two Heavenly Machine cultivators, whoever finds each other's position first and stands in the open place will be the winner!" the high priest suddenly spoke.

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, his forehead was covered with sweat, and a chill was released from his spine.

The high priest just now predicted his position!

And he really guessed it!

Fortunately, Ye Chen's transparent potion has absolutely powerful magical power.

Even the Martial Emperor and even the super powerhouses of the Martial Emperor level could not detect him.

Emperor Great Yan changed color when he heard this, he used his powerful soul perception ability to observe everything, and looked around in disbelief,

However, with the power of his soul to search for Ye Chen, he obviously couldn't find anything.

Emperor Yan gritted his teeth fiercely, clenched his fists, looked at the priest again and asked, "Is there a countermeasure?"

The high priest no longer spoke and communicated, but passed on his thoughts to the Great Yan Emperor.

The latter suddenly jumped to his feet and blocked the entire backyard of the palace.

Ye Chen's cheeks twitched.

This Great Yan Emperor wanted to completely ban him in this area.

As a last resort, Ye Chen could only leave the backyard of the palace through the power of the magic array first.

He had written down the breath of the high priest, and his purpose had been achieved.

As soon as Ye Chen left, Emperor Dayan suddenly stopped what he was doing, and did not really block the backyard of the palace.

Instead, it was a return to the pistol, back to the high priest.

"Your Majesty, he is gone. ”

"Still, he took note of my breath. ”

"The only plan for the present, the only plan for the future!" said the high priest suddenly.

Emperor Yan nodded suddenly.

"Something interesting. ”

"If you can break through the protection of the old demon of the forest and enter this queen's courtyard, I will test how good he is!"

"In that case, let all sides take a look. Over the past thousand years, I have tested how far the Imperial Dynasty has grown!" After Emperor Dayan finished speaking, he went directly to find Lin Lao.