Before the thunderball hit the Soul Gathering Bowl, the black light on the Soul Gathering Bowl shone, and those grimaces that could devour thunder and lightning flashed out again, the number was far from comparable just now, and one by one the arcs that hit it hissed, grinning and full of hideousness.

"Boom-"

The thick thunderball slammed into the Soul Bowl without hindrance.

The arc tores and the black mist churns.

Countless grimaces couldn't help but twist and deform under the dazzling arc, turning into bits of black gas, and dissolving into nothingness. But in the blink of an eye, the Soul Gathering Bowl screamed, the black mist dissipated cleanly, and countless grimaces disappeared.

Liu Zheng and the other three of them, who were standing outside the Spirit Official Demon Suppression Array, only felt that the extremely cold yin qi in the room suddenly disappeared. Even the gloom in the basement seemed to have vanished, and the lights suddenly became brighter.

Xiao Fan exhaled softly.

This Soul Gathering Bowl really deserves to be one of the treasures of the Inspiration Sect, and it is really difficult to deal with. A dead thing that no one can control, and he actually needs to stimulate the power of thunder and lightning to twelve percent before it can be suppressed temporarily. If this treasure is carried by someone, even if the other party is not a Yuanying monk, but just a Jindan stage cultivator like him, it is really hard to say whether the skin of this mere thunder summoning technique can restrain the yin qi of the soul gathering bowl.

Now that the Soul Gathering Bowl's protective power has been suppressed, it should no longer have the ability to devour divine thoughts.

Xiao Fan's face froze, and he was about to poke out the power of his divine thoughts, only to hear a "whoosh" sound, and a black shadow suddenly flew out from the soul gathering bowl. Xiao Fan was taken aback and didn't want to think about it. The void of his right hand was raised, and a slender arc of lightning shot straight towards the black shadow.

A black shadow flew out of the Soul Gathering Bowl. No matter what it was, it was very dangerous, and Xiao Fan would never dare to take it lightly.

It's just that almost all the power of thunder and lightning in the body has been consumed in the earth-shattering blow just now, and this arc of electricity released in a hurry really doesn't have much power.

At the same time as the arc was released, Xiao Fan's body flashed. Just disappeared in place, and actually performed the shape-shifting and shadow-changing technique in the Wind Escape Technique, in the blink of an eye. He teleported outside the Spirit Officer's Demon Suppression Array, and the jade card in his hand was raised, ready to activate the forbidden power of the Great Array at any time.

In the moment of lightning, this series of actions has been completed.

Over there. The shadow couldn't dodge. It has been hit by an electric arc, and suddenly there is a thunderous roar of the Welling Old Devil.

"Junior, dare!"

"Xiao Zhenren, slow down!"

At the same time, Liu Zheng also shouted urgently.

In fact, there is no need for Liu Zheng to remind him, Xiao Fan can already see clearly that the black shadow that emerged from the soul gathering bowl does not seem to be very agile. Even such a slender arc could not be dodged, and it was hit squarely. Look closer. It's a figure.

It's just that the appearance of this figure is not weird.

There were two heads, four arms, but only one body and two legs.

It's like a conjoined freak that has never fully developed.

At this moment, the face on the right side of the black shadow was full of anger, and the face on the left seemed to be smiling rather than smiling, faintly with a hint of mockery, and said, "Old Demon Welling, this is a great taste, right?" ”

Listening to the voice, it was really Xuanming Zhenjun.

Xiao Fan almost immediately understood that this black shadow should be the primordial gods of Xuanming Zhenjun and Venerable Weiling, who had stayed in the soul gathering bowl for more than a thousand years, and the primordial spirits of the two had fought each other, and they had already become entangled, and it was difficult to separate them anymore.

At that moment, Xiao Fan's heart froze and looked at it carefully.

I saw that this black shadow was about the same height as an ordinary person, as black as ink, as if solidified. Xiao Fan knew very well that this was because the primordial spirits of the two of them were extremely powerful, and although they had been consumed in the soul gathering bowl for thousands of years, they were still much more solidified and solid than ordinary people's yin souls. The body of an infant monk and the soul of an ordinary person are naturally two completely different concepts.

"Junior, you are a little monk in the Jindan stage, you dare to use the technique of thunder and lightning to deal with the Venerable Master, and your courage is really not small."

The Welling Devil still roared like thunder.

Obviously, that small arc just now, although not enough to cause him real damage, also made him very uncomfortable.

I saw that the old demon's primordial spirit was not ugly, although it was a spirit body, it was not very real, and it could barely be recognized, it was a middle-aged man in his forties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, quite majestic. The Xuanming Zhenjun on one side is dressed as an elderly Taoist priest in his sixties and seventies, with the same appearance as powerful and domineering.

Xiao Fan smiled faintly and said slowly: "Senior Welling, no matter what, you are also an old man who has lived for thousands of years. I think that at the very least, you should be able to recognize the form. With such a realistic situation in front of you right now, can you just rely on such a big brand as Yuanying Monk to avoid the catastrophe you are facing? ”

"Doom? Hehe, junior, you don't have a small tone. Do you think that with your little thunder summoning technique, you can temporarily suppress the Soul Gathering Bowl, and you really have the ability to kill the Yuan Infant Cultivator Yuan Shen? ”

Venerable Welling asked coldly.

Xiao Fan said lightly: "If the seniors are just out of the body, with the great magical powers of the Yuanying monks, of course the juniors don't have the ability to kill your Yuanshen." But now, after more than 1,000 years of consumption, how much power is left of the seniors' self-esteem Yuanying? ”

The old demon of Welling snorted, stared at Xiao Fan viciously, but stopped talking.

Xuanming Zhenjun looked at Xiao Fan with interest, and said with a smile: "Xiao Xiaoyou, you are good, really good, you have the demeanor of Taixing real people back then." The same gentleness and elegance, the same thick and square, but you are a little more murderous than him, and you have more appetite for my old man. ”

For this Maoshan patriarch, Xiao Fan didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly bowed slightly, and said respectfully: "Xuanming's predecessors have praised it falsely, compared with the patriarch of this sect, Xiao Fan will never dare to be." ”

Tan Xuan, who had been silent, suddenly asked, "Senior Xuanming, have you seen our Taixing Patriarch?" How is he an old man? ”

Xuanming Zhenjun couldn't help but be stunned, glanced at Tan Xuan, and said, "Little girl, you can ask my old man what you said." Taixing Zhenren was very good back then, the head of Wujimen, the leader of the righteous path, and the realm of Dacheng in the late Yuan Infant period, with few opponents. It's just that more than a thousand years have passed now, and I don't know if he has advanced to the Enlightenment Stage......"

The rest of the words, Xuanming Zhenjun did not finish, but everyone understood what he meant.

When the monk did not set foot in the realm of enlightenment, the longevity was limited, and the longevity of the monk in the infant period was as long as a thousand years, which was extremely rare. But as long as you can't enter the enlightenment period, you will eventually turn to dust. Taixing Zhenren was already in the realm of the late Yuan Infant Realm, even if the talent was high, at least three or four hundred years old, now more than a thousand years have passed, if you can't go further, I'm afraid it has turned into dust.

"Hehe, old ghost Xuanming, you can trick the children to play. When the space passage collapsed back then, Li Taixing, the old immortal guy, took a large group of people from their Wuji Gate to break off the hypocrites of the Righteous Path Alliance. The two of us can see clearly, the guys from the Wuji Gate, not long after entering the space passage, the passage completely collapsed. The horror of the space passage doesn't need me to tell you, right? Don't say that Li Taixing's old immortal is not an enlightened spiritual cultivator, even if he has already stepped into the enlightenment period, when the spatial passage collapses, he will never be able to survive! ”

Master Welling said disdainfully.

"What?"

This time, Xiao Fan and the other three were all shocked.

"Xuanming senior, is this true?"

Tan Xuan asked anxiously. Although it is said that Taixing Zhenren was an ancestor more than a thousand years ago, and there is no direct connection with their generation of Wuji disciples, hearing such a description from the mouth of the Venerable Welling, as a Wuji disciple, he still finds it difficult to accept.

Everyone's eyes looked at Xuanming Zhenjun together.

Xuanming Zhenjun was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "But there is such a thing. However, when the space passage collapsed, Taixing Zhenren and they had already entered the passage for a while, and they should be safe and sound. ”

"Safe and sound! That space passage, you and I haven't entered it, which time to teleport, doesn't it take half an hour? They had only been in for less than two quarters of an hour, and the spatial passage had collapsed, and it was only the Great Luo Jin Immortal of the Heavenly Realm who could survive. ”

Old Devil Welling said viciously.

Xiao Fan was silent for a long time, and asked in a deep voice: "Senior Xuanming, why didn't you leave back then?" ”

Xuanming Zhenjun smiled bitterly: "I want to come here, aren't I entangled by this guy?" Everyone wanted to leave Middle-earth before the spatial passage collapsed and take refuge in the Soma Realm. This old demon is entangled endlessly, and as a result, no one can leave. ”

"Phew!"

The old demon of Welling took a heavy sip, full of anger.

"It's up to you to say such a thing that reverses black and white. Back then, Lao Tzu obviously had a chance to get away, but it was you, an old ghost, who was entangled in this seat. If you hadn't gone crazy back then, maybe we would still be alive and well, and our days would be very moist. ”

"Hehe, Welling Old Demon, you are a demon cultivator, and the Demon Elimination Guardian Dao is the canon of my Maoshan faction, of course Ben Zhenjun wants to entangle you. Do you want to run away in a good way, and then go to the Somo realm to harm others? ”

Xuanming Zhenjun's "accusation" against the old demon of Welling did not deny it, and he smiled and admitted it.

"Besides, old devil, if I hadn't left you in this soul gathering bowl back then, more than a thousand years have passed, and you would have died a long time ago. Could it be that with your qualifications, do you still want to advance to the spiritual enlightenment stage? Speaking of which, you also have to thank Ben Zhenjun for that. ”

This Xuanming True Monarch seems to be an optimist, although the current situation has become so bad, he doesn't care at all, and even ridicules the old devil Welling.

"You thief!"

The old demon of Welling was so angry that he opened his big mouth and bit at Xuanming Zhenjun violently.

Xuanming Zhenjun did not show weakness, and bit when he opened his mouth.

The two primordial gods of the primordial infancy stage masters fought unsightly like this, and suddenly the black mist surged, making a mess. (To be continued......)