In the middle of the formation, the fierce battle continued.

Yan Jie tried his best to control his martial spirit, and at the same time, he also held the stone sword in his hand, constantly attacking Chu Qingyun.

With all his might.

At this time, he has the upper hand in an all-round way.

But Chu Qingyun was still there, holding the bright sword light in his hand, blocking left and right, resisting stubbornly, and even always looking for opportunities, wanting to attack him directly, trying to open a breakthrough from him.

It can't be attacked for a long time.

This made Yan Jie feel a little tricky.

"Boy, give up!"

"You admit defeat now, you can still go outside, and then grab a golden token, if you really fight me, you will really get nothing!"

In the midst of the fierce battle, Yan Jie suddenly spoke.

"If you want me to admit defeat, I'm afraid this is not enough!"

Chu Qingyun was too, and immediately replied in a deep voice.

"What do you mean?"

Yan Jie raised his eyebrows, a little surprised in his heart, but under the cover of a martial soul willow branch, a sword slammed into Chu Qingyun.

Boom!

Chu Qingyun's sword light condensed, and he turned around and repelled him with a sword.

Then he looked around, and said unhurriedly: "Dignified ninth-order martial soul, if it's just like this, I'm afraid it will be a little disappointing!"

Hear this.

Yan Jie's face changed immediately.

And Chu Qingyun couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

This made him more sure of the guess in his mind.

Yan Jie, this guy, is really hiding clumsy!

The real ninth-order martial soul, although Chu Qingyun had never seen it with his own eyes, he had dealt with the eighth-order martial soul, and even used the tenth-order martial soul.

The eighth-order martial soul is extremely powerful.

The tenth-order super-level martial soul, after being used, is even more likely to cover the sky and the sun, covering tens of thousands of meters.

The ninth-order martial soul, even though it is far inferior to the tenth-order martial soul, but after it is displayed, it will not be just like this!

And more importantly.

The ninth-order martial soul is a kind of power that far surpasses the innate holy body.

Other words.

is also a sixth-level martial artist, and he is also from the imperial family, the strength of this Yanjie should also far surpass Feng Wuxuan.

The strength that Yan Jie is showing now is even stronger than Feng Wuxuan.

But in person, with both of them, in the case of fighting.

Chu Qingyun didn't think that this was the strength that a ninth-order martial soul should have!

"Looks like you're seeing..."

Yan Jie's eyes were also a little sharp.

He has a ninth-order martial soul, and his qualification can be said to be the top, but compared to this qualification, his potential is much weaker.

Since he arrived at the Martial Venerable Realm, his cultivation speed has slowed down significantly.

For more than a hundred years, countless pill treasures have been used, but it is only that he has cultivated to the sixth level of Martial Venerable.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to the battlefield of the Ghost Mansion, wanting to seek a breakthrough through the pressure on the battlefield.

No matter where the ninth-order martial soul is, it is very eye-catching.

So, in this situation where the improvement of strength is very slow.

Yan Jie has always wanted to retain some strength as much as possible, and he didn't want to easily display the power of the true ninth-order martial soul.

Unexpectedly, this time, it was seen through by Chu Qingyun.

"You really don't throw in the towel?"

Yan Jie's face was a little colder.

"I said it, but that's not enough!"

Chu Qingyun said in a deep voice.

has reached this point, of course he will not give up halfway, otherwise it is better to start and go directly to others.

Besides, his identity will be made public sooner or later, and he doesn't want to leave a stain on this Yanjie who bows his head and admits defeat!

"Good, good..."

"So... Don't blame me!"

Yan Jie is also a decisive person.

After the decision was made.

The black stone giant sword in his hand instantly re-transformed into Yuan Force and dissipated, and his body moved, and he actually rushed towards the ancient rock Xuanwen Willow Martial Soul that was more than twenty meters high, and directly integrated into it from the thick trunk.

Although he has always been, he tries to retain his strength.

But it is not like Chu Qingyun, who was targeted by the Martial Spirit Hall as terrifyingly, so when the strength should be used, it will not be forcefully used.

Airplanes!

The tall martial soul trembled suddenly.

An incomparably powerful aura swept outward in an instant.

The entire formation area was stirred up in an instant.

All the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force immediately churned and rolled, and the fossil-like willow martial soul frantically converged away.

And Yan Jie's body is also, a large amount of Yuan Force is injected into the martial soul.

Absorb this huge amount of Yuan Power.

The Ancient Rock Xuanwen Willow Martial Soul suddenly began to expand rapidly, and even more powerful power fluctuations and breaths also surged out, sweeping almost the entire formation area, and even setting off a violent whirlwind out of thin air.

Before this inflated martial spirit.

Chu Qingyun was shocked and retreated.

Just two or three breaths of time.

That ancient rock Xuanwen willow martial soul, under the frenzied absorption of Yuan power, has actually swelled to the point that it is a thousand zhang huge!

Every hanging branch becomes like a giant pillar that supports the sky!

And this kind of huge is not the "big red sun palm" of Feng Tianzhao before, which is very vain and huge.

This ninth-order martial soul is not only like a real thing.

And from top to bottom, it shines with a palpitating light, constantly releasing a terrifying aura full of oppression!

within the entire formation.

All the remaining combatants turned pale.

Those seventh-level martial venerables in the Martial Spirit Palace, as well as the remaining undead, were more sensitive to martial souls, and at this time, they couldn't help but tremble, and their strength was suppressed a lot.

Even outside the formation.

Even with the isolation of the formation, many people can still faintly perceive the terrifying and vast aura that came out for the first time!

"What a terrible breath......"

"It's... This is a ninth-order martial soul!"

"That's what ...... A true ninth-order martial spirit!"

Inside and outside the formation.

Many were, horrified and excited.

The martial soul that was only twenty meters tall before, although it looked very powerful, beat Chu Qingyun very embarrassed.

But no matter the appearance and volume, or the power fluctuations and breath, they are completely incomparable with the current thousand-zhang martial spirit.

This is what they imagined a ninth-order martial soul should look like!

"Boy, this battle is over!"

In the thousand-foot-tall ancient rock Xuanwen Willow Martial Soul, a mighty sound came out, rolling like a tide that resounded inside and outside the formation.

And at the same time.

The giant pillar-like willow branches were also raised with a roar, and instantly surrounded Chu Qingyun inside.

Before such a huge martial spirit.

Chu Qingyun simply became, as tiny as an ant.

And the willow branches like huge pillars were in all directions, covering the sky and the sun, and smashed towards him fiercely.

The willow branches are too huge, there are too many of them, and between all the willow branches, there is a palpitating mystery.

Such a simultaneous attack is simply unavoidable!

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