Bi Jie, who fell in front of the crowd, clenched her silver teeth, her hands turned into clusters of bright red liquid, and slammed forward.

The necklace worn around her pink neck bloomed with a red light, which was strange and vivid, making people shudder when they looked at it.

Her hands seemed to have no bones, swinging slightly, drawing blood-red ripples, and those breaths like death waves collided towards the heavenly soul in the distance, like a blooming rose, but in an instant, the heavenly soul was enveloped.

"Huh?" The Heavenly Soul obviously noticed the slightest strangeness, and his face was slightly surprised, and then he disdained it.

"Some carving insect skills, just on the side, dare to show ugliness in front of me?" After the Heavenly Soul frowned, the person flew straight away and slammed into the blood-red aura wall in front of him.

The blood wall surrounding the Heavenly Soul was only three meters high, with a radius of about five meters, and it was like a drop of blood when it fell on this vast and boundless demon land.

However, just as the Heavenly Soul was about to crash into the blood wall, a vigorous figure suddenly struck in from behind him.

"Haha, I already knew about your existence, I didn't expect you to be so breathless, thinking that you would be able to succeed if you attacked me behind my back?" Heavenly Soul sneered disdainfully, turned around in vain, and his hands suddenly bloomed with four petals that seemed to be made of souls, extremely fierce, and the combination of souls and flowers made it even more mysterious and weird.

Ling Yan's face sank, and a shining thin sword shook out from his hand, stabbing straight towards the Heavenly Soul's palms.

(Drizzle) above the ghostly light flickered, killing gods and fighting spirits urged to attach, at this moment, the sword blade was unstoppable, sweeping everything.

"What?? This breath?? The Heavenly Soul's face stiffened a little, the movement of his palms facing forward suddenly stopped, and the soul petals in his hands immediately shattered, and the person did not hesitate, his toes retreated, urging the immortal power, and moved to the side.

That strange aura was like a spike, stabbing at his heart fiercely, making his whole person like a spasmodic rabbit, convulsing a few times, and then bounced away...

But how could Ling Yan let him leave so easily? A sword missed the Heavenly Soul, and as soon as the sword blade was horizontal, it swept towards the Heavenly Soul.

"Send you!"

Almost at the moment when the offensive took shape, the 'Sending Jun' ring was activated...

Poof..

Bijie couldn't hold back any longer, let go of Sakura's lips, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Her surroundings were surrounded by a wall of blood, but whether it was the wall of blood around herself, or the wall of blood wrapped around Ling Yan and the Heavenly Soul, she maintained it with her natal essence blood and the necklace given by her son's name.

The existence of this thing was to provide an independent space for Ling Yan and the Heavenly Soul.

There are not as many demon dao masters as there are people in the heavenly court, and the people in the heavenly court are strong and strong, and the masters are like clouds, it is impossible for Ling Yan to kill the heavenly soul among so many people, so it is necessary to provide an independent space for Ling Yan to solve the sky, but Ling Yan probably never thought that the blood wall provided by this, every move, is linked to Bijie's pain...

Ziming told her, but didn't say it to Ling Yan, but both Ziming and Bijie could understand, if Ling Yan knew, how would he agree??

"He will only think about solving it himself, and he won't let me go..."Bi Jie thought secretly in her heart, her pale and bloodless lips curved in a brilliant arc, as if the lily that was about to wither suddenly trembled slightly, as if in response to the movement of the wind...

The Heavenly Soul of the inner disk, a big cut was cut out of his chest, his natal life was faintly revealed, (drizzle) sharp, and each sword was extremely powerful under the urging of the paralysis ring, and the Heavenly Soul did not dare to accept Ling Yan's every move at all, otherwise, his whole body would have that stiff feeling, and the power condensed in his body would also collapse in an instant.

The Heavenly Soul was defeated and retreated, and he could be regarded as knowing how powerful Ling Yan was.

"You are very strong, even if you use the power of the magic weapon, I still have to admit your strength!!" Heavenly Soul covered his chest and looked at Ling Yan coldly, although he was arrogant, it was not proud, but arrogant, since the opponent was stronger than him, he would admit that this was the bearing that a proud person should have.

Ling Yan was silent, now the opponent's aura was obviously much weaker, if he didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, if he used any method to recover, wouldn't it be a waste of his previous efforts?

However, if you want to attack, you must make the most powerful attack.

Ling Yan's sword once again urged the Killing God Fighting Spirit, and at the same time, the blood-red necklace around his neck also began to tremble slightly, and vaguely, there seemed to be a feeling of separation and disintegration.

"What kind of breath is this?? Why.... I felt both familiar and strange... Feel... It's so comfortable...."Heavenly Soul looked at the red light around Ling Yan's neck, and something flickered faintly in his eyes...

Rip!

Ling Yan felt it, and at this moment, the immortal power in the Heavenly Soul's whole body actually stiffened and stopped.

Ling Yan's hand, in a natural way, automatically slammed into the heavenly soul fiercely, a powerful force that was difficult to contain bloomed above the sword blade (drizzle), and the sword intent of ten thousand horses galloping was like the Milky Way falling to the ground in the nine heavens, smashing down, shattering everything.

Bang dang... The blood-red necklace around the neck suddenly shattered for some reason...

At this moment, Ling Yan was not allowed to do other thoughts, the most important thing for him now was to kill the Heavenly Soul.

However, just as Ling Yan was nervous and swung out this powerful sword, he was shocked to notice that the Heavenly Soul didn't make any moves.

Poof..

The sword entered the Heavenly Soul Body, but Ling Yan couldn't see the slightest pain in the Heavenly Soul, but his body bloomed with a burst of bloody light, and his flesh and blood, like dust, actually began to volatilize.

"Hmm..." Ling Yan let out a dull sound, a little painful wail, his eyes were suddenly covered by a dazzling red light, and he couldn't see everything...

What is it?? Ling Yan was a little inexplicable in his heart, but he didn't retreat, the drizzle in his hand was waved away by him, if the body of the Heavenly Soul was in front of him, this drizzle was afraid that it had torn the Heavenly Soul to pieces.

Can... Between the drizzle and the waves, Ling Yan couldn't feel the slightest feeling of cutting through the flesh with a sharp weapon.

He felt a sudden pain in his nerves, a swelling of his brain, as if something had been pulled into his body, and his neck swelled so badly that he seemed to choke on eating too hard.

The whole body was like a cocoon without half of its strength, and Ling Yan also felt that his brain was starved of oxygen and could not think, and after a blank slate, the person also fell into a coma...

Bang dang..

The drizzle fell melodiously, and the world seemed to be still because of this sound...