The muddy cold sky cloud held Yu Xiao, and under the guidance of the crescent moon, he slowly walked to the main hall.

What he played at this time was the chapter of the lingering spirit.

Compared with the Spirit Transformation Chapter and the Soul Devouring Chapter, the power of this Soul Lag Chapter is naturally much inferior, and it can't even repel insects and beasts like the Spirit Control Chapter.

But the beauty of the Lingering Spirit Chapter is that it can accurately send a certain note to a fixed target without consuming much spiritual sense, causing the target to fall into a moment of stiffness and sluggishness.

The cold sky clouds in a semi-confused state seemed to be guided by the idea of the crescent moon, and Fu Ling heartily played the essence of this stagnant spirit chapter.

The Frost Python was almost going mad.

Under the influence of the Stagnant Spirit, not only was it unable to expand its vortex, but its rotation speed became slower and slower, and even the range of the vortex gradually decreased.

Eddy...... Eddy......

On the other hand, above Han Tianyun's head, a whirlpool began to generate, and then continued to expand, sucking the surrounding spiritual turbulence and remnant soul mist towards him......

Seeing this scene, the Frost Python went completely berserk, only to see it writhing wildly, trying to break free from the control of the Great Monk to compete for these pure spiritual consciousness turbulence and remnant soul mist.

The Great Monk obviously also noticed Han Tianyun's move, and at the moment when a vortex appeared above Han Tianyun's head, his brows couldn't help but freeze in one place, and the expression on his face became more and more angry.

For Han Tianyun, he really hated it to the extreme.

Not to mention that this kid dispersed the sea of insects in the valley at the foot of the mountain, so that his years of hard work failed to play its due role.

Just this kid entered the second floor of the Lock Spirit Tower and frantically swallowed a large amount of spiritual consciousness, making all the resentful spirits that had been in captivity in the Lock Spirit Tower for thousands of years come to naught, directly cutting off the rations of the three layers of remnant souls, and causing these remnant souls to be chaotic, which has already made the great monk who retreats and heals close to madness.

In desperation, the great monk could only end the retreat and decided to come to the third layer to absorb all the remnant souls and resentful spirits in order to completely restore his strength, and finally broke out a big battle with the woman in red.

Not to mention the big battle between the Great Monk and the Demon Tree more than ten days ago. At that time, it was this kid who suddenly burst out with a spiritual attack, completely burying one of his primordial spirits under the demon tree, making him seriously injured and his strength plummeted.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have used the Spirit Needle on the woman in red before.

If he had saved that needle until now, maybe he would have been able to turn the tide of things.

Thinking about it carefully, the root cause of all this is because of Han Tianyun, a thin and thin stinky boy with no cultivation, but a strong spiritual sense.

The idea of tearing the cold sky cloud into pieces grew wildly in the heart of the great monk, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, which made his eyes split.

But after the old nun in front of her was integrated into many remnant souls, she was not only powerful, but also integrated the strengths of each family, and her tricks were all-encompassing and endless, and she had the most subtle response to almost every palm and every attack of the great monk.

What's even more terrifying is that the old nun's body actually showed three or four realm-like spells at the same time, some defensive, some sluggish, and some besieged.

This made the great monk seem to have fallen into a quagmire, and he couldn't get rid of the entanglement of the old nun for a while.

I couldn't tear the cold clouds with my own hands.

However, if he wants to kill Han Tianyun, he doesn't need to do it himself.

The next moment, he just sent a thought, and the Frost Python frantically turned the dragon's head, spewing a cloud of white breath towards the cold clouds.

"Be careful!" the old nun couldn't help but shrink her eyes, and the appearance of many remnant souls appeared in her chest and abdomen, and she also burst out to attack to intercept the dragon's breath.

From a distance, the old nun's body was like a hedgehog, and sharp attacks erupted all over her body.

But the Frost Python ignored the attacks, and one breath after another sprayed frantically towards the cold clouds.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The attack of these remnant souls hiding in the old nun's belly, although the breath was weakened, could not withstand the frost python's breath spewing out like a cannon, and they did not dare to leave the old nun's body at all and go to rescue Han Tianyun.

This put Han Tianyun in an extremely dangerous situation again.

Han Tianyun, who was standing on the ground and playing the Lingering Spirit Chapter, closed his eyes tightly, ignoring everything in the outside world.

Woo Lyl ......

A note flew out of his Xiao Zhong again, landing on the Frost Python's dragon head, causing it to breathe out a sudden rhythm.

However, this did not change anything, only made the python breathe even more furiously.

Seeing that the breath of this frost python was about to drown the cold sky cloud, but the whirlpool of the crescent moon on his chest seemed to only swallow those spiritual consciousness turbulence and remnant soul mist, regardless of the death or life of the cold sky cloud.

"Aang!"

At this moment, a loud dragon groan resounded throughout the audience again, and a golden dragon phantom with a length of more than 100 zhang suddenly rushed out from behind Han Tianyun with the momentum of Xuanhe, and slammed into it with the breath of the frost python.

Wow...... Lala!

A sudden rain of fountains fell in the sky.

The breath of the frost python was all knocked into the air under the impact of the golden dragon's phantom, spraying into raindrops in the sky, falling in all directions.

But there is no attack power anymore.

A hint of confusion flashed in the eyes of the Frost Python, and then its phantom shadow trembled, and the proud python quickly prostrated down, bowing to the golden dragon in front of it......

The golden dragon stared at him coldly, his eyes full of disdain. It looked like a king, looking down with contempt at the rebels and thieves who tried to make trouble.

The Frost Dragon hissed and hissed for mercy, demanding the Golden Dragon's extra favor.

However, the Golden Dragon disagreed.

There is no emotion in its pupils, noble, indifferent, and dominant.

It just stretched out its dragon whiskers and tapped lightly at the Frost Python's bald head.

The Frost Python's whole body trembled, its eyes were full of despair and fear, and it wanted to dodge, but it didn't dare.

"Hiss......"

The moment the dragon's whiskers touched its forehead, the Frost Python let out a miserable hiss, and then the huge python's body was like a deflated ball, turning into a gray mist when it writhed wildly, and was sucked into the belly by the golden dragon with a snort, and there was no trace of its existence.

Everyone is looking sideways at this change.

Cold Sky Cloud stopped playing and looked at the golden dragon in the sky with strange eyes.

Xiaohua, who had woken up in the back, was slowly standing up and slowly coming towards the cold clouds.

The phantom image of the golden dragon in the air emanated from the small snake between her wrists.

At the same time, several voices cried out in the old nun's belly.

"Golden snake!"

"Is it really a golden snake?"

Even the woman in red who had been bitten on her lower leg slowly appeared, with a faint smile on her pale face, and said with relief: "Xiao Jin, you have evolved again......"

At this moment, because of the appearance of this golden dragon phantom, the situation on the field was completely changed.

At the moment when the Frost Python was engulfed, the great monk suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and was defeated and retreated under the attack of the old nun, unable to do anything.

"Ah...... Give me death!"

With a frantic roar, the great monk finally made the greatest determination, and his body suddenly split into two from his neck, as if his head had been cut off with a knife.

What's even more bizarre is that his head and body are rushing in the opposite direction.

The body that had lost its head rushed towards the old nun, and in a terrifying explosion, it completely turned into a black mist, enveloping the old nun in the black mist.

His head, on the other hand, suddenly turned around and rushed towards the spiritual turbulence and remnant soul mist above the cold sky clouds.

The big mouth of this head suddenly enlarged in the process of rushing forward, and then stretched out a giant tongue more than ten zhang long, sweeping towards the turbulence and fog in the air.

Woo Lyl ......

Seeing this, Han Tianyun lowered his head and another note landed on his giant tongue, causing his speed to slow down for half a second.

"Aang!"

The golden dragon phantom in the air burst out a cloud of light blue light and sprayed towards the head of the great monk.

This ball of light was the same size as the lightning disc that the demon tree spewed out more than ten days ago, but the power was even greater.

Once hit, the head of the great monk will probably repeat the mistake of the last time.

At this moment, a bell suddenly rang on the altar in front of the main hall.

Boom!

The bell rang, and a white light suddenly shot down from somewhere above the main hall......