Snow Shepherd Spirit City, City Tower.

The origin soul king is in the world, turbulent in all directions, winding like a dragon on the city tower, the originally resolute and unyielding, solemn face of the soldiers sweat like rain, the weak clansmen have already gone downstairs, it is still staying on the city tower of many strong people in the city Tianjiao, with different expressions.

"The Eight Great Source Soul Heavenly Kings, Soul Heavenly Kings... This Source Soul descended to the Dream Spirit Realm a hundred years ago, even older than the Source Soul Emperor, he originally called himself the Soul Heavenly Emperor, and later took the power of the Source Soul Emperor, and after returning to obedience, he had to be the Soul Heavenly King..."

Beside Xue Muhong and the others, an old voice sounded.

"Dean!"

"Master!"

"Dean Leng!"

...

As the voice of the old man sounded, several respectful shouts suddenly sounded around him.

An old man with long eyebrows and white beard, a withered face like torn earth, and a blue pigment coat, led a middle-aged man beside him to walk up to the city tower and appeared in the sight of several people.

The middle-aged man carried an iron long stick on his back, his hair was snow-white, the fluff around his ears was also snow-white, his face was elegant, his posture was graceful, and his sleeves were branded with a special font, which added a bit of scholarly and Confucian spirit, and he must have been a handsome white manlike when he was young.

The old man, known as Dean Leng, waved his hand, his eyes were looking into the distance deeply, his cloudy eyes were full of worry.

He walked lightly, as if a gust of wind could blow it, but no one present dared to underestimate this old man who had half stepped into the loess.

This old man is the current Snow Shepherd Spirit City, the dean of Donghua Academy, and the person appointed by the Black Nightmare Dream Spirit Domain, in terms of qualifications, he is also on par with the city lord.

He is also one of the strongest of several Source Spirit Masters in Snow Pastoral Spirit City.

"Master, this Soul Heavenly King has such a great origin, what is his strength, can that Grandmaster subdue it?"

Mu Qingyu walked over slightly, and supported the old man's arm quite affectionately.

The old man was silent.

"The power of the grandmaster, it is difficult to defeat in the world, although Xing Wancang is a new grandmaster, he controls the real source soul secret treasure, the spirit void secret wheel has been opened twice, and the victory or defeat with the soul king is slightly above the seventh layer... However, the specific battle depends on how well he plays..."

At this time, the middle-aged man next to him smiled lightly.

These juniors didn't know much about the real grandmaster, and as soon as he spoke, several people looked at him in amazement.

"Dean Leng... Who is this?"

Xue Muhong asked cautiously.

It shouldn't be that simple to be able to say the name of that grandmaster and know his skills.

The middle-aged man looked at everyone and smiled:

"You don't need to be afraid of me, my name is Tianxiaosheng, and even the weakest antbeast can't kill it..."

Speaking of this, he paused, and then smiled lightly:

"However, I'm from Lingxu Tianlun Mountain, and I'm just here to watch the battle..."

When the words came out, everyone was horrified.

At this time... The battle in the distance is like oil on fire, and it suddenly burns!

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The battle started, and the arrogance burned all over the sky!

But it seems that this battle ended at a speed that countless people could not imagine...

Xing Wancang stared coldly at the black-clothed phantom source soul in front of him, and his eyes were full of light!

The Dream Spirit Realm Tribulation has lasted for 100,000 epochs, and the Source Soul has grown stronger and stronger, but in the past hundred years, that Source Soul Emperor has been extremely powerful, and he has overwhelmed the overlord-level existence among the many other Source Souls!

Now this Soul Heavenly King is his fierce soldier, if he can detain his soul and subdue him, he will definitely be able to make himself famous in all directions!

"Secret wheel, open!"

This battle cannot be taken lightly, Xing Wancang didn't think much about it, and everywhere in his body and limbs, a moving light began to appear, the line flowed, connecting the whole body, and then, there was another light like a river, like a complete ring, lit up from him.

As these two stream-like lights lit up, Xing Wancang's momentum began to climb steadily!

But between breaths, his eyes began to glow with a scorching light, his breath was like a dragon, and with a slight squeeze of his palm, an explosion-like sound was remembered in the air!

"Good momentum!"

The Soul Heavenly King looked at it with a smile and said indifferently: "Let's do it, use your strongest move... Dazzling fireworks will eventually wither after they are brilliant. This seat gives you this chance!"

"Arrogance!"

Xing Wancang's eyes were like angry Buddha's light, he raised his palms, merged the two into one, and the explosive air flow began to fly from his palm like a cloud of smoke.

"It just so happens that I recently got a Soul Source Secret Treasure, so I'll use you as a sacrifice!"

Xing Wancang's long hair danced like a mad demon, his body was like an eagle falcon soaring into the air, his palms suddenly fell, accompanied by a cold drink in his mouth:

"Soul Source Vault: Prisoner of Heaven!"

As the words fell, in the horrified eyes of countless people, I saw that the hand began to grow suddenly!

The huge giant palm burns with invisible flames, covering the sky and the sun as if it is about to burn the sky and imprison all things!

The terrifying power is also felt clearly by the clansmen on the towers of the city a few miles away, excited and frightened!

"The power of the heavens! This is the grandmaster! It's so strong, it's terrifying!"

Shui Ayati's eyes looked at her in horror, as if she had never seen such a powerful Source Spirit Master, "This is the Soul Source Vault? I have also practiced, but I didn't expect to be able to exert such a powerful power at all..."

It can be called an overwhelming palm shadow, as if it can suppress everything in the world!

Huanghuang palm, see the cold!

"You are like a heavenly moat from the Grandmaster, even if you have studied the Soul Source Secret Treasure, you can't exert one or two of the ten powers, how can you compare with the Grandmaster?"

Dean Leng said in a deep voice, "It seems that Sect Master Xing knows very well that he can't delay too much time with this Soul Heavenly King... I'm afraid there will be an ambush, and the soul king will be severely injured with one move!"

The middle-aged man looked at it with a smile, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"Under such a terrifying vault move, that Source Soul should be directly suppressed!"

Ling Qinglong was full of excitement, as if the grandmaster was possessed, as if Xing Wancang in the distance was himself.

"If it can't be suppressed, it's a big blow, it's for sure... The power of the Grandmaster is like this... Who would dare to disobey? If he had made a move just now, I am afraid that my soul would have returned to the West by this time..."

Mu whispered in a low voice.

Although the figure in the distance could not be seen clearly, this majesty could really be felt clearly.

I haven't seen the power of the grandmaster, and I suddenly realized that my previous self was so ridiculous.

And the dead Purple Nightmare...

"Grandmaster! is worthy of our knees and respect. ”

Xue Muhong seemed to be inferior to Mu Qingyu's strange appearance, and couldn't help but say lightly: "Senior Sister Whispering, now you know how unwise it was to choose at the beginning, right? That Purple Nightmare Clan, how ignorant and stupid are it? Contradicting the Grandmaster? hehe..."

A few people were silent.

The middle-aged man listened to the conversation of several people, smiled silently, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Dean Leng was quite curious about Xue Muhong's words, and couldn't help asking:

"Who has the guts to contradict the Grandmaster..."

Several people looked at each other and smiled, and casually told what happened outside the city before......

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Xue Mu Qianya and Ling Tianlang, who also fell to the ground, did not have the juniors of Shui Ayati, who were excited and rude, but there was also reverence and heat for the strong in their eyes!

"This is the power of the real grandmaster!Boy, when my master cleans up that source soul, you will be in great trouble!"

The old servant sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the earth-shattering palm prints in the distance, and laughed loudly.

Xue Mu Qianya gave Ling Tianlang a color, slightly away from Wang Tian, and said in a secret voice:

"Brother Ling, this son can't be kept!"

Ling Tianlang was silent and did not answer.

(End of chapter)