Stick Soul Ling Tian revealed the origin of the figure in front of him with a divine thought.

Lu Yang was shocked when he learned about it, Ximen Yanchen actually summoned the "Ancient Soul King", a powerhouse who was in the same era as Ling Tian, in the form of a soul sacrifice.

Under this shock, Lu Yang firmly remembered the name of the sect "Guiyi Palace".

"Master, this soul king was extremely good in ancient times, but this figure is just a phantom of the ancient soul king, although that little girl made the phantom of the ancient soul king condensed through the soul sacrifice, but I am sure that the little girl can play the strength of the soul king is less than one percent, this battle, I can give it a try." ”

The divine consciousness of the stick soul Ling Tian flashed in Lu Yang's mind.

Lu Yang's eyes stared solemnly at the hundred-zhang tall purple figure in the distance, after Ling Tian's desire to fight was issued, Lu Yang nodded solemnly, the current situation, if he had any reservations, obviously, he would suffer a big loss.

Lu Yang thought about it, and as soon as he shook his right hand, the "Fire Cloud Demon Blood Stick" turned into a streamer, swept out from Lu Yang's eyebrows, and immediately appeared in Lu Yang's right hand.

At this moment, Lu Yang did not have the slightest reservation, the origin power in his body gushed out wildly, and the yin and yang fish pattern above his head expanded instantly, and half of the sky in the battle area was filled with a yin and yang fish pattern, and the other half was filled with purple ferocious qi.

And the moment the "Fire Cloud Demon Blood Stick" appeared, the monstrous bloody aura and endless killing aura also filled this space.

At the same time, a hundred-zhang tall blood-red figure appeared in that bloody aura, and this blood-red figure was naturally transformed by Ling Tian War Emperor.

Ling Tian War Emperor was dressed in blood-red battle armor, and an endless killing aura swept away like a tidal wave, as if Ling Tian War Emperor's figure had come out of the countless corpse mountains and sea of blood.

At this moment, the purple Baizhang figure took a step forward, obviously, after Ximen Yanchen's momentary preparation, the phantom of the Ancient Soul King entered the form of battle.

At the same time, Ling Tian's War Emperor's figure also took a step forward, and as Ling Tian stepped out, the monstrous bloody aura suddenly surged.

"I am the Emperor of Lingtian War, Xiao Nizi, I didn't expect you to be able to summon a trace of the soul of the Ancient Soul King, but with your soul power, I'm afraid it won't last long......"

Ling Tian War Emperor's voice blurted out like rolling thunder, floating in the sky above Heavenly Demon City.

Ximen Yanchen was even more surprised when she saw Ling Tian's appearance, her figure was hidden in the purple figure, and the shock brought to her by Ling Tian's appearance was even more shocked than when Lu Yang saw the purple figure just now.

"Lu Yang, I didn't expect you to have a lot of hole cards, no wonder you have repeatedly escaped from the situation of ten deaths, it seems that I still don't know enough about you. ”

Ximen Yanchen's voice came from the purple figure, and there was a deep shock in his tone.

"However, we can tell which is stronger and which is weaker......

When Ximen Yanchen's voice sounded again, he saw the arm of the purple figure raised high, the giant bow in his hand was filled by it, and an extremely violent purple energy instantly converged on the bowstring.

Ling Tian War Emperor's guess was extremely accurate, a trace of the Ancient Soul King's soul thoughts, Ximen Yanchen couldn't last long, and the energy generated by the "Purple Flame Soul Lion" after it shattered was also extremely limited, and these energies were only enough for the Ancient Soul King's soul thoughts to launch an attack.

Ximen Yanchen originally thought that she had summoned the soul of the Ancient Soul King, and it only took one blow to kill Lu Yang, but the appearance of this blood-red figure in front of her made her previous self-confidence shaken a little, she didn't expect Lu Yang to have such a powerful hole card.

Ximen Yanchen found that this blood-red figure knew the Ancient Soul King very well, and the blood-red figure could still speak, obviously, this blood-red figure had an autonomous consciousness, and it was much more agile than the Soul King's mind that he had summoned.

Therefore, Ximen Yanchen just wants to complete the battle as soon as possible, the current situation does not allow her to retreat, even if she can only launch one blow, she will do her best to shoot Lu Yang.

"Soul Sacrifice Arrow Shatters the Void"

"Buzz"

The giant bow in the purple figure's hand hummed, and between the shock of the giant bow, a shocking purple energy burst out from the giant bow, and after this shocking energy was shot out, it instantly changed into ten, ten into hundred, one hundred and then into a thousand, and then, countless energy like a purple angry dragon practiced towards Lu Yang and Ling Tian War Emperor overwhelmingly shrouded down.

At this moment, Lu Yang looked at the arrow shadows that filled the sky like angry dragons, and a fierce color appeared in his eyes, only to see that he bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the "Fire Cloud Demon Blood Stick" in his hand.

The staggered lines on the body of the stick instantly surged, and Lu Yang's right arm also burst out with a dazzling crimson light.

The monstrous bloody qi became even thicker after Lu Yang's mouthful of blood spurted out, and the power of devouring heaven and earth blood-shattering instantly surged out from the "Fire Cloud Demon Blood Stick".

At the same time, a hundred-zhang giant pillar phantom appeared from the bloody aura, and Ling Tian's hundred-zhang tall body grabbed it in his hand the moment the blood-red giant pillar phantom appeared.

"Fire Cloud Blood Realm Devouring the Sky"

Lu Yang's roar fell, and the thick bloody qi instantly stirred, and the blood-red bloody qi surged towards Ximen Yanchen like a sea of blood.

The hundred-zhang tall figure of the stick soul Ling Tian raised the hundred-zhang giant pillar phantom in his hand high above his head, and then, the hundred-zhang giant pillar phantom smashed down towards the purple hundred-zhang figure.

The countless purple arrows of energy like an angry dragon exploded one after another under Ling Tian's blow, and the energy after the explosion was successively swallowed by the bloody power like a sea of blood, and turned into nothingness one after another.

"Boom" "Boom"

The shadow of the hundred zhang pillar gradually became illusory under the bombardment of countless energy arrows, and finally, the countless energy arrows dissipated, and the hundred zhang pillar shadow almost became nothing, but this seemingly nonexistent giant pillar phantom finally smashed on the purple figure of the hundred zhang.

With Ling Tian's blow, there was only a little energy left, but this little energy blow also caused the purple figure to sink deep into the ground.

However, the "Fire Cloud Blood Realm" launched by Lu Yang was not affected in the slightest, and the thick blood power, accompanied by the blow of the Stick Soul Ling Tian, enveloped the purple Baizhang figure in it.

"Snort" "Snort"

The sound of erosion rang out from the thick blood power, followed by a purple glow that dimmed little by little, and finally all disappeared into blood red.

The entire Heavenly Demon City suddenly became quiet, and only the sound of "snorting" continued.

At this moment, Ling Tian's figure turned into a blood light and swept back into the "Fire Cloud Demon Blood Stick", and Lu Yang, who was at the rear, stood in the air, his eyes coldly staring at Ximen Yanchen's location.

Lu Yang's face was extremely unsightly, obviously, this blow had a great load on Lu Yang.

At this moment, Lu Yang didn't dare to relax in the slightest, because, where Ximen Yanchen was, there was not the slightest movement, and it was unknown whether Ximen Yanchen was dead or alive......