There was no sound coming from the ice flame, and it continued to burn, and the blue ice flame was like glass, exuding a dazzling brilliance.

"It should be dead!" Flash Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief, secretly laughing at himself for thinking too much, under the impact of this kind of divine consciousness like a huge tide, even a monk of the Spirit Infant Fifth Yang Divine Stage couldn't bear it, how could Ling Tian survive.

Jian Ge's face was solemn, as if he had sensed something, his magic trick was pinched, and the three Yin Spirits shot like arrows, hitting the ice flame, just touching the outer edge of the Ice Flame, after a series of slight explosions, the three Yin Souls twisted a few times, and then turned into green smoke, completely annihilated.

This ice flame has such a terrifying lethality to the Yin Soul, it is comparable to the legendary Samadhi True Fire that burns the Yin Soul, Jian Ge was dumbfounded.

The three Yin Spirits were not sacrificed in vain, disturbing the ice flames, and I saw a human form faintly appearing in the flames.

"He's not dead?!"

Everyone was stunned, so he didn't die? Is this guy still human?

"Fellow Shan Dao, what are you waiting for, destroy this son and divide the treasure equally!" Jian Ge shouted.

Flash Wushuang scolded secretly in his heart, you were not active just now, but now you are active, and said: "If you trigger the shock wave of war, I am afraid that you will accidentally hurt these ghosts, Ge Daoyou will do it first, I will follow him, and act when the opportunity arises!"

Jian Ge's face was gloomy, how could he not know that Shen Wushuang took the opportunity to take revenge, it was no wonder that he, who let himself break his promise first.

However, what Flash Wushuang said was also true, when the Yin Soul Sword Shadow was not encircled before, the shock wave could still delay Ling Tian, and at this time, the Yin Soul tightly wrapped Ling Tian, and then using the shock wave would accidentally injure the Yin Soul.

"Deal with Ling Tian first, wait for the same door to come, and there is time to clean up those desert islands and scatter cultivation!" Jian Ge thought for a moment and made a decision.

I saw that the three of them each took out a white bone jade flute that was as smooth as jade, and the bone flute was engraved with various strange inscriptions and lines, releasing a simple and pale atmosphere.

Ling Tian's eyes narrowed, it turned out that the three of them had used this thing to control hundreds of Yin Souls in the Sword Shrine before.

Jian Ge's face was fierce, he put the bone flute to his lips, and played it, he didn't use his mouth, but with his divine sense, I saw that his face instantly turned ruddy, and his forehead was sweaty, it seemed that he consumed a lot of divine consciousness, and the same was true for Jian Zhi Jian Song.

A strange flute sound spread out like an invisible wave of water, and the monks couldn't hear the flute, but those yin spirits obviously heard it, and they saw that the yin spirits surrounding Ling Tian rose a lot out of thin air, and their aura was very strong, and more yin spirits continued to pour out from the ground and merge into the phalanx.

"This ...... It's the Ghost Flute!" Shining exclaimed.

"What is the Ghost Flute?" asked Nan Wei.

"It is said that these three ghost flutes are made from the remains of an old sword at the end of the Xuanjian Sect Spirit Infant, that sword is proficient in the way of ghost cultivation, and his divine sense is several times that of ordinary people. "Shine is unequaled.

"Sword?" said one of them.

"Our Xuanjian Gate in Shannan is a branch of the Xuanjian Gate of the Great Zhou, and the sword is the statement of the Great Zhou Sword Sect, the Great Zhou Sword Sect generally compares every once in a while, and selects the top monks as the sword, and has the qualification to take over the head. Shining explained.

While the monks of Xiandao were talking, they saw that the aura of the yin soul exploded, gathering more and more, like a black cloud pressing on the top, making people's hearts palpitate.

In comparison, Ling Tian's ice flame trembled like a candle flame in the wind, and it seemed extremely small.

With such a might, Shan Wushuang's heart was beating straight when he saw it, thinking that Ling Tian would not be lucky this time, he would definitely die.

At this moment, I saw Ling Tian shaking his feathers like a rooster, shaking at will, and the blue ice flame that enveloped his body gradually disappeared, and there was nothing left.

Ling Tian's movements were incomprehensible, and Jian Ge was even more hesitant, seeing that he was about to endure the crushing of countless Yin Spirits, he actually took the initiative to withdraw his effective protection, what is this not looking for death?

"Jian Ge, give you one last chance, let my aunt go, I won't kill you!" Ling Tian said lightly.

The audience was silent!

Everyone stared at Ling Tian with the eyes of a madman.

Jian Ge was stunned for a moment, then laughed angrily: "Can you still kill me?" is a Yang God Stage monk, and he will also die in this array!"

"If you are stubborn, just rely on your broken formation? I can break it in ten breaths. Ling Tian shook his head.

"Okay!good!good!" Jian Ge sneered angrily, "You can break it! If you can break it within ten breaths, I will give you the Tianfeng Demon and escort you out of the Xuanjian Gate!"

Jian Zhi and Jian Ge also had gloomy faces, hating Ling Tian for being too rampant.

"Don't be ashamed, even if you are a war giant, far superior to ordinary Yang God monks, you can't break this formation. Flash Wushuang and the others also shook their heads.

"Good!"

Ling Tian answered, and two golden-blue flames gradually ignited in his pupils, and the flames grew bigger and bigger, quickly becoming the size of a lantern.

Jian Ge's face froze, and he instinctively felt that something was wrong, and shouted: "Burst!" The divine consciousness condensed like a substance poured into the Imperial Ghost Flute from the purple mansion at the center of his eyebrows.

The same is true of the sword stop sword song, the three mound sword envoys urged the ghost flute to the extreme, the strange sound wave shook the air boiling, the space was almost distorted, and the entire sword mound was as depressed as a closed pot of boiling water.

"Oh no!

With a low snort, Shan Wushuang concentrated on oneness and tried his best to protect the key points of the Yuan Shen in the Purple Mansion.

In a Divine Consciousness battle, the attacking side often consumes several times more Divine Consciousness than the defending side to achieve the effect, and it is much less effort to defend and not attack.

Despite this, Shan Wushuang was also shocked by the divine sense, his face twitched, his ears were beating wildly, his mind was almost lost, and the other immortal island monks were even more unbearable, everyone borrowed the method of launching the shock wave, the palms of their hands were against each other, the primordial spirit was one, and they helped each other to barely resist it.

Flash Wushuang took the time to glance at Ling Tian, only to see that Ling Tian was motionless, hundreds of Yin Spirits were squeezing in all directions, the nearest Yin Soul was only less than a zhang away from him, he was like a helpless boat in a storm.

"It's lucky to die like this!" said in his heart, he thought that before the Yin Soul attacked his body, Ling Tian was robbed of the Yuan Shen by the sound of the Imperial Ghost Flute, and he was lucky not to be tortured by the Yin Spirit.

But the next scene made Shan Wushuang open his mouth wide, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

Before counting the interest.

"Interesting!"

Ling Tian looked at the nearest Yin Spirit, only to see that the translucent Yin Soul was faintly humanoid, wielding a long sword, the tip of the sword pointed forward, and attacked Ling Tian at high speed.

Ling Tian had also experienced it before, before the Yin Soul arrived, his Purple Mansion was like a needle prick, if the Yin Soul was allowed to approach or pass through the body, presumably the Yuan Shen would inevitably be severely injured by the power of this Yin Cold, and it would definitely be finished if he came a few more times.

At that time, Ling Tian quickly called out the Heavenly Phoenix Ice Flame and used the Ice Flame to protect the Yuan Shen, so these Yin Spirits failed to succeed.

"It's time!"

(End of chapter)