readx;??“ Your captain is here. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "The young master of the Soul Pavilion of the Soul Morning Alliance, a family of soul cultivators in the spirit world, he is not like a monk, there are very few soul masters in the spirit world, so a high-level soul master, it is more appropriate to call it a soul sect with the realm of predecessors, after all, that realm is unspeakable."

Thousands of people in the spirit world, the cultivation of soul art is not even one thousandth of it, the soul master is very passive in the spirit world, in ancient times, has been greatly excluded, but there was no soul master who could speak at that time, so it had to be weakened, until later I felt that there was no threat to the existence of soul art, and it was no longer so crowded out and weakened by cultivation, but it was passed down now, and the soul master was also pitiful.

Regarding this kind of soul art, an unspeakable soul sect appeared, and he was extremely proficient in soul arts, and established the cross-domain sect of the soul pavilion. Although there is a Soul Pavilion in the alliance domain, there is something in the alliance domain, and their soul pavilion has never stayed out of it. But the real leaders still stand within the middle state.

And Soul Chen is just a young master of the alliance sub-pavilion, and he is still very clear about the affairs of the alliance, Qing Yi and Ghost Chong have both had a lot of unhappiness with him, and for him at this time, he is trying to kill him as soon as possible, but he did not act arbitrarily because of the existence of the wind scar.

Before that, he was sure that the Wind Scar was in the ruins, and the ability of the Wind Scar, he had also inquired, even if he had more dissatisfaction with the two, he only wanted to investigate at this moment.

"Young Master of the Soul Pavilion" Qing Yi and Ghost Chong said at the same time, and then Ghost Chong looked at Qing Yi, he really didn't expect that Qing Yi also had a holiday with this Soul Chen. And Qingyi also looked at Ghost Chong at this time, and the two of them probably thought the same thing in their hearts.

That was the first time Qingyi chased and killed the Great Demon of Condensation, with the cultivation of the middle of the Imperial Realm, it took half a month of strength, and finally seriously injured it on a rainy night, but he did not have the ability to kill it directly, so he followed it directly, and the seriously injured Demon was already in Qingyi's bag.

It also happened to be that rainy night, and Soul Chen walked alone in the mountains. Soul Chen is a master of communication, at that time, he was visiting from a monk of the same level, returning to the Soul Pavilion, the rainy night for the monk, there is not the slightest obstacle, but that day, Soul Chen did not control the sky, but quietly walked on the mountain rock where the raindrops fell.

Suddenly, a contemplative demon suddenly burst out, its fangs exposed, and the scars on its body were still leaking hot blood, and its breath was extremely unstable.

The current situation of the demon beast can be described as a major opportunity for Soul Chen, and then the soul power was instantaneous, dozens of iron locks directly penetrated, and the fleeing big demon, in an instant, the soul power condensed into a sharp giant hand, directly took out the demon pill of the demon beast, and just put the demon pill into the space bracelet. Qing Yi rushed over, looking at the dead demon, Qing Yi suddenly had a sword intent that approached Soul Chen.

Who is not on fire in this matter, and Soul Chen is not an ignorant person, looking at its condition, you can know why the demon beast is so seriously injured, but the duck in hand, how can it be allowed to fly away, and then the big battle arises, at that time, Soul Chen has just entered the spirit realm, and the control of soul power is not very proficient.

That night was the most tragic night for Soul Chen, and he was chased and killed by Qingyi for two thousand miles like a dog. It wasn't until he met a monk he had befriended before that he survived. Such a great feud between life and death, how can it be forgotten.

And Qing Yi has not taken back the demon pill that should have belonged to him so far, but Half Moon's hard work was easily obtained by a soul master, how can this make Qing Yi forget.

When we meet again today, it must be the enemy who meets each other, and they are very red-eyed.

And the festival between Ghost Chong and it is even clearer, that is the beam that has been formed in the virtual realm, the existence of the Evil Spirit Sect and the Soul Pavilion in the alliance domain is side by side, the two do not know how much they have fought openly and secretly, as the genius of the Evil Spirit Sect, how can he not have a holiday with the young master of the Soul Pavilion. The two have never fought from the Void Realm to the Imperial Realm, and since the moment Ghost Chong was expelled from the Evil Spirit Sect, the first person to chase and kill Ghost Chong was sent by Soul Chen.

Dao Xiao, looking at the dozen or so monks on the four sides, couldn't help but ask Soul Chen.

"There are so many monks in your Soul Pavilion"

"You also look up to our Soul Pavilion too much, our Soul Pavilion is not as strong as your Heavenly Spirit Valley. These are all willing to be rewarded below, fellow travelers. Looking at the sword, Soul Chen said slowly. He is waiting now, waiting for why the wind mark has not arrived here yet, it is almost close to the tea time, and if the wind mark has not come when the tea arrives, then it is unlikely that he will come. Or with something else, or with someone else's creation, or with someone else, or ...

In short, he believes in his own feelings, and only gives Qingyi tea time to intermittent, which is also the rescue of wind scar tea time, and it is also the consideration of giving himself tea time.

Time passed bit by bit, and more than a dozen monks and Qingyi were the three holders.

"Slash" shouted angrily, and in the void, a battle axe composed of soul power slashed towards Qingyi.

At that time, the soul skill, the axe leap, this is not directly condensing the soul power into its shape in front of the wind mark, but revealing the unparalleled soul power, if this axe collides with the soul power of the wind mark, the soul power of the wind mark will not dissipate.

Since Soul Chen's shot, the dozen or so monks seemed to have been gathering momentum for a long time, and various divine beasts appeared in the void, as well as weapons with sharp spiritual power.

"Condensation" Qingyi's passivity at this time is very clear to Qingyi and others, only by defending and looking for a breakthrough to escape is the right way. As soon as he dared to take advantage of the soul morning, he also informed the wind scars, although he didn't know if the wind marks were here, whether they could solve the matter, but it would always be much stronger than now.

Qingyi's sword trick was pinched, and one after another cyan sword bodies emerged, his eyes were fiercely displayed, and he went straight to the soul morning with an angry shout. And the sword also swung out a purple Kunpeng to compete with the group of more than a dozen monks, he didn't dare to hide it, after all, this was a matter of life and death.

The five ghost devouring flags were also released without reservation, and the five contemplative demons shouted fiercely, and the three of them couldn't withstand the attack of the dozen or so monks on the opposite side.

"Something's wrong," said Wind Scar, who was rushing to the ruins with Silver Moon again.

"What's the matter" Yinyue's eyes were meaningful, after getting along just now, he knew that Wind Scar was definitely not a monk who panicked easily, and there were only two things that could make him so flustered, one was that the demon beast of Wind Scar was severely injured by the monk who had just snatched Taiyi True Water. The second is that the same door that was associated with the wind mark before, encountered unmanageable troubles.

Judging from the situation of the spirit beast chasing Taiyi True Water just now, the first one is obviously no longer valid, and at this moment, it must be the latter that Fengji is worried about.

Sure enough, as Yin Yue expected, the wind scar calmly took a few breaths, and when he sensed Qing Yi's location, his spiritual power suddenly burst out, and the small five elements escape technique was instantly unleashed, approaching where Qing Yi was. Looking at the departure of the wind scar, Yinyue suddenly hesitated.

That's his Heavenly Spirit Valley's business, what does it have to do with me, and the bastard who wielded the knife before was so disrespectful to himself. Just as he was hesitating, a black-brown shadow disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"The spirit beast of the wind mark will return so soon. Looking at the black shadow and silver moon in amazement, it was tea time to return, and it seemed that it should have succeeded.

Then he touched the space ring on his hand, gritted his teeth and chased after the wind mark disappeared.

More than a dozen people of the same rank, even if the wind mark is here, it may not be able to retreat with the whole body, not to mention that the exit of the temple was directly blocked by Soul Chen and others at this time, and the three of Qingyi at this time are completely rats entering the grain tank, and there is nowhere to escape.

After half a cup of tea, the purple moon in Dao Xiao's hand cracked, blood spat out of his mouth, and his eyes were both expectant and desperate, looking forward to the arrival of the wind scar, and also despairing that he was going to explain himself in this temple. Until the end, he never complained about Ghost Chong and Qingyi.

And the ghost rushed to the five ghosts devouring the flag, and was knocked away for several feet, and his body was counted until the wound was bleeding, and the fierceness in his eyes was even more obvious.

The most miserable thing is Qingyi, for Qingyi, Soul Chen is a unique care, and his soul power is condensed into dozens of iron locks, which are fiercely nailed to the stone pillars of the temple. Qing Yi, who was pale, looked at Soul Chen and still said with a big laugh.

"I remember the moment when you broke your left arm on that rainy night. ”

"Hmph, hard mouth. Soul Chen's eyes were fierce, and a soul power penetrated Qing Yi's left arm.

"Hahahaha, Soul Chen Xiao'er, do you still remember that I was chased by me for more than 2,000 miles. The pain in his left arm made Qingyi's forehead sweat suddenly.

"Could you please say a few words. The knife on the side was knocked away again, and at this time, the knife clearly felt that the sternum had collapsed, the ribs had broken somehow, and the blood in the mouth was constantly gushing.

"Sending you on your way. Soul Chen sneered, and the divine fetus in the Divine Palace immediately gritted its teeth.

It was Rainstorm Pear Blossom, one of the soul skills unique to the Soul Pavilion.

Rainstorm pear blossoms, as soon as they are unleashed, tens of thousands of raindrop-sized pear blossoms are instantly formed around, each pear blossom is less than ten centimeters apart, and several rows are sent together, no matter how you have vertical and horizontal cultivation, you can only resist hard at this time, and it is a problem for a monk to be able to take it over in his heyday.

At this time, Qingyi, Ghost Chong, and Knife Hammer are undoubtedly fatal.

In the face of this rainstorm pear blossoms, the three of them suddenly smiled.

"You're here. The sword hammer lay down on the ground fiercely, and then ignored the attacking soul skill.

"I want to see who put my Heavenly Spirit Valley monk like this. As soon as the words fell, three huge lotus flowers appeared in front of Ghost Chong and the others, and the lotus flowers spun rapidly to stop the rainstorm pear blossoms from falling.

Then three earth-shattering spiritual powers instantly emerged from behind Soul Chen and more than a dozen others, and their power was so strong that it was close to the rainstorm pear blossom.

"Bang"

Feeling the spiritual power coming from behind, Soul Chen and the others hurriedly responded, but there were also several monks who were seriously injured by the three of them and coughed up blood. Soul Chen is not an ordinary monk, even if he was slightly injured in a hurry, he quickly stood up and waited for everyone to finish their body.

A dragon roar came out, and a huge black dragon appeared in front of him, and the black dragon's eyes were full of sword intent, approaching the dozen or so monks present.

And above the head of the black dragon, a young monk in a black robe stood proudly, the black robe was forced by the momentum of the black dragon to grin, the young man slowly took off his hood, revealing his immature and resolute face, the spirit sword in his hand was rusty, and a black goshawk fell on his shoulder.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Soul Chen's eyes lit up.

"Wind Scar"

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