At this time, one of the Li brothers was flattened, and the other was killed by broken souls like Zhao Kui and others, Wu Tianduo relied on nothing more than Yuanren puppets and soul techniques, and with Yan San's state at this time, he was sure that he would cut off his head before Wu Tian's soul snatching technique could be attacked.

Wu Tianduo may be able to pierce his heart and not die, but when his head flies, he can't turn over the waves.

"Yan San...... Are you finally here?" Wu Tianduo didn't look like a dying person at all, and suddenly smiled strangely, and said, "That person has arrived! You followed me all the way, and I didn't expect that you could even hold back the fourth-order and fifth-order spirit herb elixir, but it finally appeared!"

Yan San got a little closer, at this time the distance between the two was less than three meters, and it was almost a moment to arrive under the wind, hearing Wu Tianduo's words, Yan San couldn't help but ask, "You knew I was following you?"

"Hehe, who are you and me? A little soul cultivator dares to be presumptuous in front of me, those two soul spell counterattacks taste good, right? You don't want to think about it, even a first-order soul cultivator can have soul art perception, how could I not have heard of soul thoughts?"

"So what? At this time, your puppet is dead and seriously injured, even if you have a soul technique, what if you have a soul technique?" Yan San sneered, "Say, what are you going to do? Why did you kill Zhao Kui and a few people, and I will give you a good time when I finish speaking." 』

Wu Tianduo laughed and said, "No one has dared to speak like this in front of me for many years! 』

"This secret realm is the independent world of Murong Kuofei Immortal Queen, six hundred and fifty years ago, the old ancestor I went out to commit Tai Sui, and was targeted by this old dog, and as a result, I slaughtered six dings, six armors, and twelve puppets, destroyed my body, and suppressed me here forever......

Yan San's face changed greatly, the barrier knife tightened and tightened in his hand, and he said astringently, "Are you ...... Wu Tianduo, Wu Tianduo, Wu Tiantian...... I should have thought that you weren't suppressed under Tianchi Peak, how could you escape?"

As early as when Xuanyuan County was in Beppu, Yan San had carefully checked the information of the Spring Hunting Secret Realm, and the Xuanyuan Spring Hunting Secret Realm was originally an independent small world opened up by the ancestor of Xuanyuan County for many generations, Murong Kuo Feixian. After Murong Kuo flew to the Immortal, he had captured a Magnificent Demon Wu Duotian in the Yuan Cultivation Realm, this Wu Duotian cultivation was the peak of the fourth order, and it stands to reason that he could be captured, but he was a soul cultivator. After Murong Kuo killed Wu Duotian, this fang's soul was out of his body, but Murong Kuo found that Wu Duotian's soul mark was not in the main soul of the body, even if his soul was scattered on the spot, as long as the soul mark was not extinguished, his soul could be reborn quickly, and he didn't know what kind of human tragedy it would be.

In desperation, Murong Kuo took the Nine Heavens Wind Source as the base and set up a triple spirit array to suppress and seal the soul of the Heaven Conquering Heaven forever under Tianchi Peak. In this way, the soul of the god is still there, and the soul seal lacks the main soul and falls into chaos, although it is not destroyed, it does nothing. The Nine Heavens Wind Source accepts the aura of the Heavenly Wind, and it can't strengthen the main soul of the Black Heaven, but it can keep it immortal, and the soul seal and the main soul are separated from each other.

"My soul imprint is still there, although I don't have the memory of the main soul, I have my own sense in the dark, in six hundred and fifty years, I have entered this Xuanyuan Spring Hunting Land thirteen times, and gradually regained my memory, and this time it will be broken. My lord's soul has been trapped here for six hundred and fifty years, every inch of land, every mountain

I know everything about the stone. Murong Kuo's dog thing is really powerful, trapping me under the Nine Heavens Wind Source, even if my main soul cultivates to the Returning Immortal, it can't be broken...... It's a pity that this sealing array is indeed indestructible, but unsealing it from the outside is as easy as probing for something, Murong Old Dog has calculated everything, and he has missed a wisp of my soul seal, and he summons each other to finally succeed this time. 』

"Hehe, the grass and trees are the first, the Shadow Soldier Peak is the second, and this is the last spirit array. The more the seal is unsealed, the stronger my strength will become, and when this third layer is completely opened, my main soul and soul seal will become one, and it will be irretrievable for him Murong Kuo to reincarnate...... Boy, it's still too late to let go, Ancestor, I'm in a good mood, maybe I will accept you as a registered disciple and take you to the world of flowers and flowers for a while, and it won't be in vain......

Yan San almost pinched out the water with the obstacle knife in his hand, and said coldly: "Wait until I die! You kill my three friends, I won't call Yan San if I let you die!"

Wu Tianduo was stunned, the dark light in his eyes flowed, as if he wanted to shine into the depths of Yan San's soul, and suddenly laughed and said, "It didn't take much effort to get it...... I didn't expect to have such a good body as soon as I got out of trouble, third-order body cultivation, not bad, Yan San, I really want to thank ......

Before the words fell, Yan San shot out, the water of the Tianchi Spirit waved, surging up a wall of waves that were a few feet high, a touch of white light shining in the water like a poignant moonlight, only to hear a "ding" sound, Yan San's blade almost unhindered across Wu Tianduo's neck, scratched the red silk covered with white jade small stone tablet, the stone tablet was made of something, even Yan San's full force hit failed to hurt a minute, but it shook the three small flowers of the "Night Wind Chime" below, making a small but clear sound.

"It's over!" Yan San gasped deeply, this knife storm was unleashed with unprecedented ferocity, even if Wu Tianduo was prepared, he couldn't react, Wu Duotian's head was still smiling, and he fell from his neck into the Tianchi, and only a little black blood oozed from the broken neck, and he died on the spot.

The cyan spiritual liquid poured down from the sky with a loud noise, enveloping Yan San. In this heavenly pool, almost every breath is practice, if you soak in spiritual water, you don't need to deliberately run the exercises, the spiritual energy will drill into the body, and it is really not a legend to wash the hair and cut the marrow.

"Hehe, little soul cultivator, how do you know the ancestor's methods? sleep! Soul sleep!" Before the splash fell, an evil laugh came into Yan San's ears, Yan San turned his head violently, his vision was blurred, he knew that things had changed, and he struggled to stir up the blood element, and without looking at it, he slashed towards the sound with a knife......

Although this split is not as fast as the wind, it is as powerful as the opening of a mountain. The blade of the obstacle knife ruler turned into a giant hammer and axe, and heavily split Li Yuanhua, who got up, into two neat halves from head to crotch, Li Yuanhua's face collapsed by the Yuanren puppet's punch was still smiling, his eyes were full of ridicule, and the blood was screaming, and his body was smashed in half like two pieces of dead pork.

As soon as Yan San breathed a sigh of relief, a black mist rushed behind him, his eyes were chaotic, he shook his head vigorously, and fell headlong into the heavenly pool......

Li Yuanfeng, no, it should be called Wu Tianduo, got up from the pond, with the same sneering smile on his face as Li Yuanhua, and said to himself: "Soul cultivation of the fourth order, Murong Kuo has not been able to kill me, if he is killed by a minor monk so easily, it will be a big joke in the world!" Fifth-order immortal grass, third-order flesh body, nine-day wind source, blood sacrifice of thousands of monks, hehe, Murong Old Dog, didn't you think of today?"

Wu Tianduo pressed his palm on the white jade stele, the blood streaks swam a little faster, frowned and said to himself: "The blood is still not enough, then let's have a big one!

The blood light on the white jade stele was shining, and the spiritual water in the heavenly pool was reduced by half, only above Wu Tianduo's knees. The hurricane, which was already spinning slowly overhead, lost momentum, and inertia rotated a few times, scattering countless stones and trees in all directions, as if the end was coming, the heavenly pool was in the eye of the storm, and the debris did not fall, and it was still a paradise.

Murong rushed to the top of Tianchi Peak with blood and fire, and more than fifty monks gathered behind him one after another, and the disciples of the major wealthy families were also the same, guarding against each other and climbing up. According to past experience, there are many spirit beasts along the way, and everyone needs to work together to kill, and this is not the time to fight.

Outside the peak hurricane, Datang and Dayuan will have a real bloody fight, and the strongest hundred people will be dragged by the formation across the hurricane into the Tianchi, and will not automatically teleport people out until the end of the spring hunt.

Among the eight giants, there are forty or fifty people under each team, only Ling Tian's subordinates are less than twenty people, no matter whether they can enter the Tianchi to practice or not, this spring hunt will definitely be discredited, after all, kneeling and bowing to a black-clothed guard is a shame that no wealthy family can tolerate. The total number of people was less than four hundred, and the remaining monks were either dead, or they knew that they could not enter the heavenly pool, and they did not dare to fight for life and death. Not every monk dared to dance on the tip of a knife.

As he was walking, the front suddenly accelerated, and Murong Qingyi was stunned for a moment, and then he heard the monk shouting, "The spirit beast has suddenly retreated!"

"The hurricane has also stopped, hurry up, Tianchi has opened the door of convenience this time, and there is no need to fight!"

The monks were overjoyed when they heard this, and rushed to the Tianchi, and some of the good figures no longer spared Lingyuan, jumped high, flew between the mountains and rocks, and rushed to the Tianchi.

The uneasiness in Murong Qingyi's heart became more and more intense, and he glanced at the Blood Fire Kill, but found that the Fourth Senior Brother, who was usually very arrogant, also frowned, and the two glanced at each other, and the Blood Fire Kill said, "No matter what, go and take a look first, and act when the opportunity arises!"

Murong Qingyi nodded, the two of them raised their breath and jumped, a small storm blew on the blood-colored official uniforms, and after a few starts, they had already caught up with Tang Jingtian's team, and their bodies were still in the air, Murong Qingyi turned his head and said, "Your Highness Twelve, something is wrong, be careful." 』

Blood Fire Kill also shouted, "Senior Brother Tiger and Leopard, be careful, I'll go up and have a look first." 』

Tang Jingtian looked at the figures of the two of them in the distance, his plain face showed a trace of unhappiness, seeing that good things ran faster than anyone else, and he still had to find such a lame reason, this is the so-called Xuanyuan Qinghu's backbone?

To put it so politely, isn't it a scramble?

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