The terrifying Soul Suppression Bell Wave instantly enveloped Lin Chuan's body, and Susaneng's powerful defense had little effect on this non-physical attack.

"This is the strongest attack I can send out now, it hits the soul, I want to see what kind of defense your green dragon has to defend!" Zhang Cheng roared with a crazy look on his face.

He did not hesitate to consume his own strength to put Lin Chuan to death, it was because he saw the terrifying talent of the green dragon, if he was allowed to grow up, even if he recovered the cultivation of the Yuan infant stage in the outside world, he would one day be played to death by this green dragon, this is a gap in talent, not in strength.

He knew very well in his heart that this might be the last chance to kill Qinglong, and if he couldn't catch it, it was very likely that he would die in the future.

However, at this moment, a layer of black light diffused out from Lin Chuan's body, turning into a strange barrier blocking Lin Chuan's side, and strange fluctuations rippled out from Lin Chuan's body, as if the heaven and earth had lost their light in an instant.

The next moment, the terrifying wave of the Soul Suppression Bell swept through this layer of light curtain, leaving no trace, let alone breaking through this layer of defense.

"What!" Zhang Cheng's eyes widened in shock, his face full of disbelief.

The powerful blow he used to consume the cultivator, and even the blow that could seriously injure the Yuan Infant Cultivator, had no effect on Qinglong at all, and when he saw this result, he even had a dream-like sense of unreality.

"What's going on? Why didn't Zhang Cheng's Soul Suppression Bell work! Song Hongbing said with a shocked expression.

As a long-famous Yuan Infant Monk, Zhang Cheng still has a place in the Land of Fire, and many people know that he has a powerful magic weapon in his hand that can directly attack the soul Soul Bell, even if a person with a higher cultivation than Zhang Cheng meets him, he has to be careful, but the scene just now made everyone stunned.

Qinglong, ignoring the strongest blow of the Soul Bell, and completely ignoring it!

At this moment, the Fengtai Ancestor, who was pierced through the chest by Lin Chuan's ten-fist sword, saw this scene, and no longer had any hope for Zhang Cheng, and knew that he had gone today.

"Green Dragon! I don't share the sky with you! If you are defeated at your hands today, I will surely get it back tenfold and hundredfold one day! Fengtai Ancestor roared with tears in his eyes.

The next moment, golden light burst out from Fengtai Ancestor, and a golden villain struggled to escape from the dantian, his face was exactly the same as Fengtai Ancestor, and his body was filled with terrifying spiritual power fluctuations, if it wasn't suppressed by the Immortal Mansion, I am afraid that everyone here would have overturned under this terrifying aura.

"Yuan Baby is out of the body!! I'm afraid that the cultivation of this Fengtai Ancestor is about to step into the realm of transforming gods! Song Hongbing looked at this scene in shock and said.

"Only in the transformation period can the infant leave the body, I didn't expect this Fengtai Ancestor to do this step in advance, even if it was only a short time, it was enough for him to escape this killing!" The ink cicada's eyes flashed slightly, and he said with some pity.

If this monk of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant Stage can be cut down here, it will undoubtedly give everyone a heavy blow and will also bring a new deterrent, but the strength of this Fengtai Ancestor is too strong, far beyond the ordinary monk, at this moment when he is about to be killed, he actually showed the ability of the Yuan Infant to leave the body, and he really underestimated him before.

The other Yuan Infant Stage cultivators around who saw this scene were all relieved, if Fengtai Ancestor was really killed here, they would probably all turn around and run away.

However, before everyone's tense nerves relaxed, Lin Chuan's cold voice lifted the hearts of everyone present.

"Humph! Want to escape? Too late alas! Stabbed by my ten-fist sword, you will sink into the illusion of drunken dreams and death for the rest of your life! Lin Chuan sneered, and the long sword burning with golden-red light in his hand was slowly withdrawn, turning into a large amount of liquor, and pouring it towards the wine gourd again.

At the same time, everyone saw a strange scene, Fengtai Ancestor's body melted strangely, like a viscous liquid, with the retraction of the ten-fist sword, it was also slowly pulled towards the wine gourd, and the Yuanying who wanted to escape before was not spared, the whole body was stretched and melted, and with the ten-fist sword fell into the wine gourd in Susanenghu's right hand.

The Ten Fists Sword itself carries the technique of sealing, and it uses the seal to achieve the purpose of illusion, which can be regarded as another level of powerful illusion.

And at this moment, the Fengtai Ancestor who was hit by the Ten Fists Sword was suppressed by the power of this terrifying seal, and was forcibly sealed into a drunken dream-like illusion, even his Yuan Ying could not be spared.

This can only blame Fengtai Ancestor for being unlucky, if it is changed to anyone else, even as long as Lin Chuan does not use the Ten Fists Sword, he can easily escape from his body, in the current realm, no one can stop him.

But Lin Chuan used Susa Nenghu, and successfully summoned the powerful sealing sword of the Ten Fists Sword, and the formation of the Immortal Mansion suppressed the Fengtai Old Ancestor Yuanying, so that it could not exert the strength that Yuanying should have, and was directly sealed by the power of Lin Chuan's Ten Fists Sword Seal, and was pulled into the world of drunken life and death little by little.

With the appearance of this terrifying scene, all the people in the whole scene were stunned, and even the monks who were pinching the trick forgot to continue casting the spell, and only watched fixedly as the body of the Fengtai Ancestor was turned into a liquid and included in the wine gourd of Susanenghu.

After successfully sealing the Fengtai Ancestor, Lin Chuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, the gluttonous dragon ball in his right palm was only the size of a marble, and it couldn't last long, if he couldn't achieve a certain victory, he was afraid that he would really have to escape from here temporarily.

But fortunately, Fengtai Ancestor, the most dangerous and powerful guy, has been cleaned up by him, and the soul suppression bell that Zhang Cheng is not far away has been blocked by the Maha Bible, so there are not many people in the entire Scripture Pavilion who can threaten him.

Song Hongbing counts as one, the commander of the Praetorian Guard who has been waiting for an opportunity on the periphery counts as one, and the others are just foils, when the army is defeated like a mountain, these people definitely run faster than rabbits.

"His ten-fist sword has sealed the Fengtai Ancestor, and it can no longer be used, let's go!" Song Hongbing gritted his teeth and shouted.

He has no way to retreat at this time, he can only fight to the end, otherwise he will be driven out by the green dragon!

And Song Hongbing had already seen that the few scattered cultivators showed a hesitant look, if these people withdrew at this moment, then he really had to escape, the strength of the green dragon was not something he could compete with alone, and he didn't know how long this damn Susa Nenghu could last, if it could still erupt like a terrifying one just now, he would probably have to follow in the footsteps of the Fengtai Ancestor.

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