The lead cloud dissipated, and the dappled sunlight shone on the face of the night soul, and Han Yueling's eyes looked particularly gloomy. But even at this time, even though her heart was weak, her face still did not change much, and the hand holding the talisman did not tremble in the slightest.

The Night Soul also looked at her, but the Destruction Technique in his right hand was not played for a long time. He did have the heart to end the battle in front of him as soon as possible and send Han Yueling back to the west, but there was always a great sense of terror that made him depressed in his heart and difficult to express. This feeling did not even come from him, but a warning of the treasure in his hand.

In a way, this situation shows that the source of the danger is quite terrifying, so terrifying that he may not even be able to escape.

What is it?

That is, his demonic body is condensed, otherwise his forehead should be dripping with sweat at this time. He really couldn't think of any terrifying existence, to this extent, he was already the Holy Spirit General of the Holy Clan, even if he faced the Holy Lord, he wouldn't be so unbearable.

He wanted to believe that the treasure in his hand warned him to retreat directly, but his intuition told him that if he retreated, he would definitely die, and he froze there for a while, in a dilemma.

Seventeen or eighteen breaths passed, and the field fell into a strange stillness. Everyone was oppressed by this atmosphere, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

However, this situation did not last long, Han Yueling was injured, her Dao heart was unstable, and she couldn't fight against each other after all, and the three talismans in her hand were played together.

In the midst of the three talismans getting out of their hands, they immediately changed, one turned into a red gold flame, one turned into frost and white ice mist, and the other exploded with purple lightning and thunder.

The three seem to be fought at the same time, but there is a sequence, the purple lightning thunder comes first, explodes in front of the night soul, weaving a power grid, not only killing, but the main thing is to block the enemy; the second arrival is the frost-white ice mist, which immediately fills a region, making the low temperature fill every corner, so that the space can't help but feel frozen and sluggish; the last red gold flame turns into a sea of fire and swept away, as if to completely burn everything and destroy it.

Even if Han Yueling was seriously injured, casting spells was also ingenious.

It's just a pity that she was injured too badly, not only did she not have a mental lock in these three consecutive moves, but even the mana bonus was not much, and the night soul still used the gray mist to protect her body, so she easily dodged it.

Let Chen An on the side look at it and shake his head, if Han Yueling was in his heyday, even if these three talismans could not hurt the night soul, they would make him embarrassed, but now it was a complete waste, and it seemed that he had to take action himself.

Although the night soul dodged Han Yueling's attack, it still did not rush forward, looking at Han Yueling with a smile, while continuing to put pressure on her, most of her attention had already shifted to the surroundings, not to find the enemy, just to get a glimmer of life.

"This guy is even better than himself. Chen An was also drunk, which completely frustrated his plan to fish in troubled waters, and it seemed that he could only rob it.

Over there, Han Yueling's blow did not make a contribution, and then the white talisman sprinkled down from the sky, and the violent energy filled the field for a while and exploded together.

There is thunder, there is fire, there is frost, there is storm...... All the forces interacted and erupted into even more terrifying forces, forming a wave of destruction that pushed away in all directions, trying to flatten everything that came its way.

Good opportunity, Chen An's eyes lit up, he lacked a chance to get close to the guy from the night soul, and at this time, he didn't care about Han Yueling, and immediately moved.

At first, the night soul saw Han Yueling take out a handful of white talismans, and he didn't pay attention to it, but who knew that it would cause this kind of spell storm-like effect, even if this kind of power was violent, it couldn't hurt his existence in a disorderly situation, but now in this situation, his senses were completely distorted, how could he guard against the guy who was secretly watching?

Also holding the same intention as him was Han Yueling, and the moment the spell storm rolled up in the field, she activated another purple talisman. The energy in this talisman is peaceful, and it communicates closely with nature, which is obviously a talisman. She didn't think about fighting hard with the night soul at the beginning, she knew her own affairs, and with her current injury, there was no possibility of retreating from the enemy, since she would die in battle, what else was she fighting, it was not heroic but pure stupidity, so what she did a few times ago was just to make the night soul think that she was a trapped beast and still fighting, and what she was looking for was the current glimmer of life.

She is also resolute, since she has exhausted her hole cards, no matter what other means the night soul has, she is one word "escape", and she has to take Gongsun Sheng to escape.

It's not a pity to die by himself, but the demons have spent so much effort to catch this guy, he must be a key person, and he must be handed over to the Daomen in order to turn the tables. So before the purple escape talisman in her hand was completely activated, she had already flown back to Gongsun Sheng's side, and without looking, a mana swung out, rolling up all the people or things in this area, and disappeared into the sky with the escape talisman turning into light.

The night soul was aware of it when Han Yueling took out the purple escape talisman, but now it is difficult for him to take care of anything else, so he retreated, but he was not as lucky as Han Yueling to have a talisman to escape.

Relying on two legs, how can he retreat quickly, Han Yueling rolled up Gongsun Sheng and completely activated the talisman, and he had not yet withdrawn from the scope of the giant pit. Because of this, he finally saw the terrifying existence that had been hidden in the dark, and that guy turned out to be a secular mortal who had just stood on the periphery.

The "worldly mortal" rushed towards him in a straight line, ignoring the terrifying mana storm in the field, and all the bursts of spells that hit the man collapsed like colorful bubbles, and the whole process was as relaxing as taking a bubble bath.

This scene saw the night soul in a hurry, desperately trying to flee in the direction away from the giant pit, but he sadly found that even if he was out of the spell storm, he still couldn't run through the spell storm.

The other party just smashed the spell storm that shrouded an area of almost dozens of zhang in half and rushed behind him, grabbing it without any fancy fancy.

The gray mist once again enveloped the night soul's body, and he had the intention to use the invisible ability to gather and disperse to escape from this fateful grasp. But this grasp seemed to capture the space in advance, and his body was directly squeezed out of the gray mist, forcibly condensed, and was grabbed fiercely and fell to the ground.

The fall seemed to go straight into the depths of his soul, and his evil qi began to shake and unsteady, almost dissipating. Infinite fear made the night soul not care about the pain of soul tearing for a while, and tried his best to stimulate the purple spirit spirit in his left hand to release a purple light, hoping that this last straw, an existence higher than his own level, could cause even a momentary delay to the terrifying enemy.

Perhaps the ancestral spirit heard his prayers, and his expectations came true. After the terrifying enemy screamed in pain and shot down the Purple Spirit Yuan Spirit in his hand again, his body really slowed down for a moment.

The night soul was overjoyed when he saw this, and he couldn't care about the purple spirit spirit, so he ran away.

It's just that he hadn't even run two steps before that terrifying feeling came back to him.

So fast? Night Soul gritted his teeth and didn't care about anything, there are so many opportunities for the Purple Spirit Yuanluo to fight, if he can't grasp it, he may really have to explain it here, and if he loses the Purple Spirit Yuanluo, he has no ability to compete with it at all, and if he resists and dies, he can still have a glimmer of life when he runs, how to choose, it goes without saying.

So he ignored the terrifying blow behind him, and devoted all his attention to running, even if he was swept in the back by that force, he did not care about his injuries, but used that force to jump forward again, trying to escape before the opponent's next attack.

Behind him, Chen An just slapped him on the back and ignored it, lowering his head and concentrating on studying the Purple Spirit Yuanqi.

It's not that I'm confident that this blow can kill him, it's that I'm confident that this blow can't kill him. There are only a few demon spirits, and they have been severely injured by Chongri last time, if they die another one in their hands, how can they be used as cannon fodder to impact the fairy mountain. In order for him and Chongri's plan not to be aborted, he has to spare this guy's life mercilessly.

It's just the cry of pain, it was all installed by Chen, this purple spirit spirit is indeed supernatural, and the spiritual stimulation is pervasive, but it is still nothing for high-level martial artists who have condensed the will of martial arts and have defense, although Chen An does not have much need to do this, but he still strives to be seamless with his habitual performance.

Pretending not to see the night soul climb onto the edge of the giant pit and escape without a trace, Chen An's whole mind was on the fist-sized purple jade in his hand full of ravine lines.

After carefully inspecting it, he found that this thing was not very useful except for hypnotic illusion control and spiritual resonance, just an ordinary evil qi crystal. However, he didn't regret spending so much money to get this thing, because this thing is a threat to himself, if it falls into the hands of others, it is difficult to guarantee that one day the enemy will find a mental loophole and sneak attack, or it is safer to hold it in his own hands.

With his current physical strength close to the body of a heavenly immortal, there are few existences in this world and even in the entire Eastern Wilderness that can threaten his safety, even if he returns to the outside world, he is constrained by the weakness of the divine soul, and most of his physical strength cannot be exerted, and he can rely on this to temporarily resist the god rank.

However, due to the cause planted in the early years, his soul has obvious loopholes, if he is given this thing first, he can easily kill him even if he is an ordinary superproduct. Therefore, Chen Anxin was careful, even if he destroyed it, he couldn't let it fall into the hands of others.

Carefully putting away the Purple Spirit Yuanlu, Chen An couldn't help but turn his head to look in the direction of Han Yueling's escape, he still had to collect that part of the due harvest.

Fu Zheng Dao, he didn't see it in his eyes, otherwise when Yao Qin was by his side in the Haotian Realm, he would have taken action. It's not that the warrior can't use the talisman, but it's not too necessary, the celestial warrior has the power of the purple talisman with every punch and kick, and the warrior uses the talisman, which is tantamount to taking off his pants and farting. Therefore, what he desires is nothing more than the art of incantation.

Chen An exerted force under his feet, and the whole person rose into the air, manipulating the change of qi, and he flew directly in the direction where Han Yueling and the others fled.