"Mo, Luo, Xi, Mu, Ka, Hum, Ma, Om!"

Yang Nan was not stupid, he knew that he couldn't shake Mo Tingyu at all, and at the same time as he slashed out the Qilin Knife, he launched the Eight Sounds of Heavenly Thunder, and suddenly eight invisible sound waves rushed towards Mo Tingyu Zhihai like ocean waves.

He thought very clearly, Mo Tingyu thought that he was inferior to him, and he would inevitably launch a continuous offensive to kill him, and this was also his best chance to sneak up on him.

The sea roars!

As soon as Mo Tingyu's sword light appeared, he felt that Zhihai had been attacked by a sneak attack, Mo Tingyu was horrified, once Zhihai was initiated, he would inevitably be like a wasted person, he hurriedly sacrificed his divine sense barrier to block, and at the same time condensed the sword light to block Yang Nan's offensive,

"Click!" What he never dreamed of was that the strength of the sound wave completely found out what he expected, and he actually broke through three divine consciousness barriers in a row, blasting out a deep crack in the depths of his sea of consciousness.

He can only block it with all his strength, how can he still block the eight tones of heaven and thunder when he is distracted? Yang Nan is no longer what it used to be, and the strength of his divine consciousness is even more than him, how can he still be able to stop it under distraction.

Zhihai was seriously injured, Mo Tingyu's momentum suddenly plummeted, and the barely condensed sword light was easily penetrated by Yang Nan's sword intent.

"Poof!" The knife intent struck his sea of knowledge, and with a snap, a drop of blood rolled down the center of his eyebrows, and then the drop of blood quickly enlarged, dripping down the bridge of his nose.

"This ...... I'm going to be killed by him? Mo Yuting stared at Yang Nan in disbelief, from the advantage to being killed in a blink of an eye, he didn't expect it at all, at this time he finally understood this person's demon, and also completely understood why his proud Tianjiao Ximen Xue was killed, isn't he a copy of him? Patriarchs can't do it, let alone disciples.

"I said that my knife was used to kill pigs, hehe!"

"Yang Nan, even if you kill me, don't want to destroy my true soul, I will definitely seek revenge on you in the next life, and I will never die with you!"

"Boom!" His body exploded, and Yuan Ying turned into a streamer and was about to escape. A colored light swept by, and Xiao Qi, who had been waiting for him to be killed, spit out a golden light that enveloped his Yuan Baby.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Mo Tingyu immediately overflowed his true soul, which was close to nothing, turning into a crystal light particle and wanting to slip away.

Xiao Qi was busy swallowing his Yuan Baby, and he really didn't notice that he had quietly overflowed his true soul without checking for a while. Monks have three souls and seven souls, three souls, one is the heavenly soul, the second is the earth soul, and the third is the life soul; There are seven spirits, one is the sky, two are the wisdom, three are the qi, four are the force, five are the center, six are the essence, and the seven are the Ying.

And the life soul is the true soul, and the true soul is immortal if it is not dead, although it can no longer be reborn, but it can be reincarnated and reincarnate, retaining the opportunity of reincarnation.

The true soul is extremely difficult to discover, so most monks are nominally dead, but in fact, the true soul is generally preserved, but the true soul cannot be taken away, and there is no mana, so it can only choose to be reincarnated.

But even if it is a true soul, because there is a great possibility that one day it will be able to awaken the memories of the past life, there is still a great possibility that someone with strong willpower will make a comeback.

The true soul is extinguished, it is difficult to be killed, this is also Mo Tingyu's confidence, he thinks that Yang Nan can't kill his true soul, he won't really die.

It's a pity that Yang Nan has the Eye of Thor, Xiao Qi didn't see it, but he clearly saw Mo Tingyu overflowing his true soul, he couldn't help sneering, and raised his hand to sacrifice the Yin and Yang Five-color Flag, the flag corner rolled, and the Yin Wind moved, directly involving Mo Tingyu's True Soul into the Five-Color Flag.

Mo Tingyu died!

What's even more tragic is that there is no chance of reincarnation.

The Yin and Yang Five-Color Flag is a magic weapon that sucks people's souls, Yang Nan almost fell into its path that day, how could Mo Tingyu, who really left a trace of true soul, escape.

Syllable! Yang Nan's banner collected the five-color flag of yin and yang, and as soon as he raised his hand, he collected Mo Tingyu's ring and Biliu sword, Xiao Qi swallowed Yuan Ying and crossed a colorful streamer and fell to the ground, turning into a beautiful girl.

"This!" The lord of Menglan Palace looked at Yang Nan in a daze, he looked stupid, he thought that Yang Nan's enemy would not be able to defeat Mo Tingyu, but he wanted to establish a victory in the blink of an eye, not only easily killed Mo Tingyu, but even his true soul was collected, you must know that Mo Tingyu is the head of the five major sects, and his magic power is strong, and he was killed by a little monk who only has the fourth layer of Yuanying, if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe it.

It is the death of Ximen Xue, Qiu Zhi and others, it is said that Yang Nan did it, and she doesn't believe it, where in the world is there such a person who defends the sky, but today she believes it.

He also has a spirit snake, a shape-shifting spirit snake as a powerful assistant, what a demon this is.

She had never looked at Yang Nan directly, and at this time, she couldn't help but look at him more, but saw that his face was sharpened, sharp and angular, and his deep eyes revealed a bit of vicissitudes and a bit of uninhibitedness.

It turned out to be a saint, and now she is the palace master, Meng Lan can be described as an extreme feminist, she has never looked at any man with her eyes, and is used to treating men as slaves, but for some reason at this time, Meng Lan looked at this kid who was more than two thousand years younger than herself and looked a little daze for a while.

Here, Yang Nan's figure flashed and fell in front of her.

"What are you looking at?" Yang Nan glared at her, considering that this was Ji Yao's master after all, Yang Nan gave up his plan to take the opportunity to kill her, and waved his hand, "Xiao Qi, let's go!" ”

In front of the Menglan Palace Lord, he killed the big master who was close to the consummation of Yuanying, Xiao Qi was still a little proud, looked at the Menglan Palace Lord and snorted, turned into a streamer and submerged into Yang Nan's arm.

Yang Nan turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Meng Lan subconsciously stopped.

Yang Nan turned to look at her, but there was no response.

The man's domineering gaze made Meng Lan's eyes a little hot for no reason, but she was seriously injured and her vitality was still draining, don't forget that this is in the South Prison Forest, her state is already the same as when she came, if Yang Nan leaves at this time, she will definitely die.

Meng Lan has never begged anyone, let alone a man, at this time, she couldn't open her mouth, and only after a long time did she bring a sickly flush on her pale but still beautiful face and said: "Yang Nan, I am injured, can you help me go to the cave over there to rest!" ”

Yang Nan glanced at her up and down, and then understood her situation, her mana was exhausted, her injuries were serious, and it was difficult to walk, if she left, she was afraid that it would be difficult for her to leave here again.

After all, she is Ji Yao's master, and in turn, she is the most proud saint in the Feixue Palace, and Menglan's performance is also forgivable, and it is not good to see death and not save her, so Yang Nan stepped forward to support the master of Menglan Palace.

Meng Lan had never been in contact with a man, and between the slight side of his eyes, several spotted sword marks on the man's strong chest came into view, making Meng Lan's face feverish, and his pale face was flushed again for no reason.

(End of chapter)