The soul is sideways, the dark prison is clenched, Wen Chong does have good strength with two powerful magic weapons, but his opponent is at the level of Feng Immortal, how to fight.

Qingzhu's stunned expression just now had subsided, the green light of the bamboo gathered, and his angry face became calm, and he said, "Let me understand the power of the soul suppression." ”

His figure flashed, his steps moved quickly, and the green qi of the Dao Dao was everywhere, blooming aimlessly, and he came with a thin bamboo whip in his hand.

The green qi scattered everywhere, although it has no purpose and can be sent out at will, but here is a majestic killing machine, which will return from all sides and converge with the green bamboo.

Wen Chong also saw such a mysterious qi control method, and he didn't dare to fight with Qingzhu, so he could only leave this side first before he could find a way to fight back.

"Want to go, see where you're going. Qingzhu also saw Wen Chong's thoughts, took off into the air, and quickly drew out several bamboo shadows, which immediately sealed Wen Chong's retreat, and he was pressing forward, making it difficult for Wen Chong to get out of here.

"Hmph, trap me?" Wen Chong waved his soul, the blue light flashed, and the whole person rushed towards Qingzhu, and the cyan breath rushed to the sky, quickly blocking Wen Chong.

Wen Chong only felt that the powerful force made his arms numb, and he could still enter, and the green bamboo swung the thin bamboo, and the thin bamboo was like a cyan spear, breaking through the blue mang, and stabbing towards Wen Chong's body.

With the sound of the "bell", the dark prison quickly blocked the fine bamboo, and the billowing black gas kept pouring out, and a black light flashed, like lightning, shooting straight along the fine bamboo.

Qingzhu was also taken aback, and did not dare to slack off, so he immediately pulled the thin bamboo back, and quickly whipped towards the black mang, dissolving this fierce blow.

The thin bamboo left his body, which made Wen Chong feel very comfortable, and quickly ran the Xuangong to the extreme, and the rolling nine-colored flames burned on his body, and the state of the overlord appeared.

"Hmph, there are two hits. Qingzhu said coldly, only to see the mighty green qi returning from all directions at this moment, with Wen Chong as the center, and quickly blasted away.

The nine-colored flames burned the powerful green qi outside Wen Chong's body, so that this powerful offensive could only stop outside, and it was difficult to break through Wen Chong's defensive state.

"Break it for me. With a light momentum, the green bamboo and thin bamboo slashed towards the nine-colored flames.

With a "roar", the flames on Wen Chong's body poured out rapidly, forming a wave of fire in the air, intersecting with the thin bamboo.

Feng Immortal's green qi suppressed the nine-colored flames, and the cyan energy body made the nine-colored flames rush out like a torrent along the edge of the green qi, rushing into the distance.

"Huh" Qingzhu was slightly surprised, Wen Chong in front of him had already left the place, avoiding the blow of the fine bamboo.

Wen Chong was already standing on the treetops on the side, his face was pale, his chest was stuffy, he only felt a sweetness in his throat, and he spit out bright red blood to stabilize the disordered breath on his body.

"Wen Chong, are you okay?" everyone shouted with concern, quite helpful.

"I'm fine. Wen Chong's face recovered calmly, just harnessing the state of the overlord and taking over Qingzhu's offensive, it caused the vicious injuries of successive battles, if it weren't for Min Lin's bowl of medicinal soup before the war, presumably Wen Chong's breath would be weaker.

"Hmph. "Qingzhu didn't show any mercy, the stepping qi flew in, and the powerful fine bamboo burst out again at this moment, and the mighty green qi gathered on the magic weapon, instantly making the thin bamboo figure skyrocket, turning into an ancient giant bamboo, and the power was naturally amazing.

Wen Chong's eyebrows furrowed slightly, the two Xuan Gong operated to the strongest state, and the soul qi of the soul suppression continued to appear, and the ghost light of the dark prison was ready to go.

The powerful power of the Heavenly Rank stepped out of his body, and the power of yin and yang converged on the soul suppression, and the incomparable momentum met the giant bamboo.

Everyone's eyes were anxious, and Wen Chong was even more worried in their hearts, and they couldn't wait to go up and block that blow in order to relieve Wen Chong's pressure.

Qingzhu's strange aura poured out of his body, he stared at Wen Chong angrily, and shouted: "Give me a retreat." I saw that Wen Chong's sharp momentum suddenly turned into nothingness, and all the breath was released without a trace.

Everyone was in a hurry, and the energy of Wen Chong's whole body disappeared in an instant, and Qingzhu's huge bamboo wood was about to sink into his body, his forehead was drenched in sweat, and he was frightened in front of him, and several women did not want to see the tragic scene, so they closed their eyes one after another.

There was no blood overflowing, no killing intent emerging, the green bamboo had fallen to the ground, and the thin bamboo had returned to its original shape, everything was as soft as the wind.

"You?" Wen Chong's eyes were filled with curiosity, Qingzhu didn't kill him, the moment Juzhu was about to reach him, he instantly unloaded all his power, but a gentle breath blasted him out, causing him to fall heavily to the ground.

"You lost. Qingzhu said coldly, and the battle qi in his whole body had receded.

"Why don't you kill me?" Wen Chong was even more strange, the man who was still full of murderous intent just now could change his mind in an instant, why?

"Hmph, for the sake of the soul, I will only spare you once, you killed my brother, I will avenge this revenge in the future, the next time I see you, you had better take care of your body, otherwise don't blame me for being a ruthless killer. Qingzhu said coldly, turned around and walked away.

Wen Chong's blood surged, and a few mouthfuls of blood spit out, the injuries on his body were indeed uncomfortable to fight again, looking at Qingzhu who was gradually walking away, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, the medicinal soup is ready, let's drink it. Min Lin said with a smile on his face, and handed over the medicinal soup out of thin air, Wen Chong caught it, and swallowed it with a grunt, the breath was instantly unobstructed, and the powerful medicinal power quickly spread through the meridians, so that the chaotic Xuangong was once again on the track of normal operation.

Qingzhu has walked away, everyone is puzzled, and they have turned their eyes to Min Lin, he seems to have known that Qingzhu will not be a killer, and the reason is that the soul of the town, after coming to the moon realm, this artifact has let everyone get out of danger several times, what kind of secret is this soul hide, who is Qingzhu?

"Since it's all right, everyone is still restless, so why make nerves tense. Min Lin smiled.

"You kid, didn't you know it for a long time? Hurry up, what is the origin of the soul of the town? And why didn't Qingzhu kill in the end. "Huzi has always been an acute child, and this series of questions was quickly said.

Wen Chong also set his eyes on Min Lin's body, hoping to find an answer, what kind of past did Luo Tian have in the Moon Realm? Why did so many people look surprised when they saw Zhen Soul? These were all things he wanted to know.

"Hehe, don't thank you to the former master of the soul suppression, if it weren't for him, you would have died in Qingzhu's hands today. Min Lin smiled.

"Tell me honestly, what kind of past does Senior Luo Tian have in the Moon Realm. Wen Chong asked.

Min Lin sighed, with no smile on his face, with a serious look, and said: "Nine ghost fanatics, go up to fight the heavenly realm, go down to slaughter Shura, all demons are afraid, all people are afraid, one shot calms the soul, the gods and ghosts are crying, the Netherworld Hell, the Huangquan Wild Song, all for one person, killing the gods and Luo Tian." ”

This is the tune that children can hum in the moon world thousands of years ago, this is the legend left thousands of years ago, this is also synonymous with killing thousands of years ago, no one knows, no one knows, 100,000 dead souls, suppressed by the soul of the town, thousands of heroes, all afraid of killing gods, Luo Tian one, like nine thunders.

When everyone heard Min Lin's words, their faces were full of horror, as if they were trapped in that era of killing and slaughter, strings of blood flew by, staining everyone's hearts in vain.