Time seemed to stand still for a thousandth of a second.

Even with the strength of the Ding Zero Realm now, he couldn't completely see how the silk threads on the dust blocked the attacks of the three at least fairy-level divine soldiers. But he saw it clearly, half of the Dragon Yuan Sword of the Wind and Snow pierced into the body of Beiyue Zhenren.

Beiyue Zhenren's face didn't have time to change, and his figure was knocked away in an instant.

This retreat is 100 meters away!

Immediately following his retreating route, a sharp chill exploded in an instant.

This chill left a trail in the air like the tail flame left by a jet plane, and in a straight line, it swept directly into the distance from the direction where Beiyue Zhenren was standing just now.

The corners of Ding Ling's eyes twitched.

What a strong sword intent!

No, it should be...... What a strong 10,000-year-old ice!

Because Tingxue is made of the body of the Ten Thousand Years of Ice, and the people who use it are the "souls" born of the Ten Thousand Years of Ice, there is no one in this world who can have a higher tacit understanding than Lin Mengyuan and the Listening Snow Sword.

Because listening to the snow is her, and she is listening to the snow.

A second later, a low, painful roar came from far away.

Along with this, there was also a fierce killing intent.

"The bird falls. ”

With Mingyue's calm voice sounded. The eight people quickly changed their formation, and at the moment when they had just completed the formation transformation, a pure power instantly fell on the formation.

This power was so powerful that Ding Ling's heart slammed! He felt as if his heart had been hit by a heavy hammer!

He couldn't help but look back, only to see that except for him, Old Man Guo and Joey, the rest of the people's faces changed drastically.

Among them, Sachiko Ito, who had the lowest realm, turned pale directly, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of her mouth.

What a strong ...... Counterattack!

However, Beiyue Zhenren's counterattack is not over yet.

As Mingyue and the other three returned with the spirit sword, the dust of Beiyue Zhenren also flew over in an instant.

Above their heads, the dust opened up again, turning into a rain of silk.

"Shallow!"

Bai Qianqian understood, she slammed her hands, and the Xingtian Shield immediately rose in mid-air.

In a moment, the Xingtian Shield instantly skyrocketed, like a huge umbrella, firmly blocking the dusty rain from the outside.

Bai Qian's face was not good-looking, but because she was in the formation, and the Xingtian Shield itself was an extremely durable magic weapon, she was not affected too much.

At this time, the soul of Beiyue Zhenren returned again.

Ding Ling saw that a scar faintly appeared on his chest. It's just that the scar didn't flow blood, but a stream of spiritual power escaped from the middle.

Mingyue didn't give Beiyue Zhenren a chance to talk nonsense, and when Beiyue's real figure appeared, she once again controlled the Xuanyuan Sword and slashed it directly.

"Let's go back!"

Beiyue Zhenren's expression was hateful, and his figure floated again: "Can you help me?"

Mingyue scolded in a low voice, and she instantly pulled out the hosta on her head.

With a turquoise light, the hosta was nailed directly to Beiyue Zhenren's chest.

At this moment, Beiyue Zhenren's figure suddenly stagnated!

He looked down incredulously.

At the moment when he was stunned, Mingyue's voice sounded again: "Earth escape!"

Eight people changed positions at the same time, and then as Sachiko Ito finally fell, the figures of all eight people disappeared at the same time, and then reappeared!

When they reappeared, they had already appeared on the side of Beiyue Zhenren, trapping Beiyue Zhenren firmly in the middle.

"Nine Palace Gossip!"

As Mingyue's voice resumed, Ding Ling knew that this realm protector soul with the strength of an immortal would be unable to fly today.

"Tell me my last words. ”

Mingyue looked at the soul of Beiyue Zhenren and said lightly.

Beiyue Zhenren raised his head at this time, he did not have the slightest consciousness of being in a desperate situation, but asked Mingyue in confusion: "This is the phoenix hairpin of the Queen Mother?"

Although Mingyue has never been cold to the Queen Mother and disrespectful, she still nodded at this time.

"That was a well-deserved failure. ”

After Beiyue Zhenren finished speaking, he lowered his hands and looked indifferent: "Please kill if you come out." ”

"When you go back, take a good rest and don't go out to play around. Mingyue said lightly, she summoned the Xuanyuan Sword, and then slashed towards Beiyue Zhenren's neck.

At the moment when the sword blade touched the body, Beiyue Zhenren suddenly smiled: "Niangniang, do you really want to go to heaven?"

Mingyue was slightly stunned, and then expressed her answer with a soft hum.

Then Ding Ling's eyes widened.

He was eager to see what these so-called immortals would look like after they died. Even if...... Just a soul.

Then he saw that the head had been cut off, but there was no trace of blood, only an unimaginably rich spiritual power rising from his neck.

Ah Youduo's chant sounded at the right time.

I saw that the spiritual power first rushed into the air, as if it was about to break through the nine heavens. But with Ah Youduo's chanting, that spiritual power turned around in mid-air again, and finally landed in the Shennong Ding in front of her.

Everyone had a weird feeling watching this scene.

Everyone knows that Ah Youduo cultivates soul alchemy, and collecting and refining souls is her forte. However, seeing that she had included the soul of an immortal, or even the soul of a Tai Chi True God, everyone always felt a little incredible.

If you follow what you said in the novel, what Ah Youduo practiced is obviously an evil way.

But Mingyue was indifferent, she came to Ah Youduo's side after dispersing the formation, her eyes followed Beiyue Zhenren's unfallen body, and then looked along the trajectory of spiritual power, and finally stopped at Shennong Ding.

"That's right, you should be able to train an eighth-level witch spirit. If you kill another immortal, it is estimated that you will be able to train a ninth-level witch spirit. ”

After finishing speaking, she stopped bothering Ah Youduo, but walked directly to the high altar.

Everyone left Ah Youduo alone to collect the soul below, and then walked up to the altar with the bright moon.

In front of the altar, a curtain of light slowly rose.

Everyone was taken aback when they looked at this light.

These seventeen towers should be the last layer, so this light ...... And what is it?

"Otherwise, everyone stay here, and Mingyue and I will go in and have a look. ”

Seeing that everyone was hesitant, Ding Ling quickly paid attention.

Bai Crispy was stunned for a moment, but then nodded and said, "Be careful." ”

There is no doubt that the strength of Ding Ling and Mingyue together is absolutely stronger than everyone imagined, and it is not an exaggeration to say that if there is no formation, it is not as effective for the ten of them to mess up with the soul of that Beiyue real person as Ding Ling to start the instant calculation.

Ding Ling nodded, he glanced at Mingyue, and Mingyue took his hand knowingly. Then she instantly returned to Ding Ling's atrial space.

Holding the Xuanyuan Sword, Ding Ling took a deep breath, and then stepped into the light curtain.

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