"Zhou Bingchang, didn't you say that the soul general-level yin soul is a Xiao Qiang who can't be beaten and can be reborn?

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"Master, the classics record that the soul general level can be reborn, and the one you just killed is not reborn, it may be related to your exercises, and the speed at which you collect soul crystals is too fast. Zhou Bingchang thought for a while and replied.

"Well, maybe you're right. Xin Ming said to himself.

The Soul Snatching Creation Technique is too domineering, and it may be that the soul crystal has absorbed soul power, causing it to be unable to regenerate.

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Lingyuan Sword Sect.

At the bottom of the Earthquake Peak, there is a space with a hundred feet of space, and in the space, there is a huge octagonal altar.

In the center of the altar, a thin figure sat cross-legged, his long hair was spread like straw on the ground, and his face could not be seen clearly, and from a distance, it looked like a mummy sitting for a thousand years.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the space.

"Disciple Gu Yue Changfeng, come here with a cheeky face, meet Taishang!" a middle-aged man with five ancient swords on his back knelt at the entrance of the space.

"Taishang, the Lingyuan Sword Sect is facing a life and death crisis, due to the sharp depletion of the spiritual energy of the Spirit Holy Land, which has caused the Ice Sky Demon Frog to move, the Holy Land has collapsed, and more than 10,000 elite disciples have been teleported to the extraterritorial battlefield, the line of life and death, begging Taishang to take the disciples to the rescue!"

Gu Yue Changfeng's words echoed in the space, but he didn't see Taishang respond for a long time.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!!!!

Gu Yue Changfeng's face showed a sad color, touched the bottom with his head, and he kept knocking, but in a moment, blood was already flowing out.

"Taishang, in order for my faction not to fall, please take action!"

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But no matter how Gu Yue Changfeng pleaded, the figure on the altar never moved, like a mummy.

"Could it be that the Taishang Immortal has passed away?" Gu Yue Changfeng's divine sense swept over, and did not find the slightest sign of life.

Gu Yue Changfeng knelt on his knees, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh, "The ancestors are above, and the disciples are incompetent, so that the Lingyuan Sword Sect has declined...... Disciple...... Disciple is a sinner!"

At this moment, Gu Yue Changfeng was extremely disappointed, thinking that Taishang would be able to rescue the fallen disciple by making a move, but Taishang had already passed away, and the Lingyuan Sword Sect was about to decline in his hands.

Is this providential?

Gu Yue Changfeng was extremely disappointed, and moved out of the space step by step, and suddenly, an old and hoarse voice came from behind. "You don't need to worry, the old man will go to the extraterritorial battlefield later, and the surviving disciples should be the real elite of my sect. ”

"You only need to take people at the entrance of the extraterritorial battlefield to welcome them back!"

"Disciple obey the decree of the Supreme Lord!" Gu Yue Changfeng was overjoyed, this is really good news. He couldn't wait to rush to the entrance of the extraterritorial battlefield now.

"After I return, the disciple with the most outstanding performance should be my personal inheritance!" Taishang's voice slowly echoed.

"Yes!"

The ancient moon wind slowly retreated, and his heart was overjoyed. "Taishang actually wants to accept his own disciples! I'm afraid that this time Lingfan and Jiuzhuan have hope!"

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For three days, Xin Ming and his entourage continued to move forward with a group of Lingyuan disciples, and encountered a lot of Yin Spirits along the way, although they were all covertly absorbed by Ning Qingying's waving of the list, but there were also hundreds of disciples who were invaded by Yin Spirits and died of insanity.

In the end, Xin Mingning Qingying and his entourage took more than 3,000 disciples of the Lingyuan Sword Sect and trekked on this extraterritorial battlefield.

Worry about the arrival of the ghost anytime and anywhere.

Many disciples were full of praise for Ning Qingying, no one called Senior Sister Ning anymore, and many male disciples looked at Bangwen with even more curiosity, and even Li Lingfan asked about Bangwen's level several times.

Fan Jiuzhuan's gaze never looked away.

In the storage ring of the silver soul general, Xin Ming was pleasantly surprised to find one hundred and eight bronze soul crystals, in addition to the soul crystals, he also found a rusty iron roll, on the iron roll, vaguely recorded the traces of the instrument spirit can be cultivated.

"Cangtian Yun Dao Sutra, it is said to seize the spirit of creation, three points of immortal treasure, set off the catastrophe of Shenzhou, the battle of Lingwu, and the division of Lingyuan ......."

Xin Ming's divine sense swept over the rusty iron scroll, and his heart was shocked inexplicably. "In this way, the Soul Snatching Creation Recipe was the root cause of the chaos in the Divine Continent back then......."

"This rusty iron scroll is clearly an iron scroll that records history........"

Xin Ming pondered for a long time and slowly muttered to himself. "It seems that this Soul Snatching Creation Technique that I have cultivated is not small, it is actually contained in the sky! It has also attracted countless strong battles, and the Spirit Yuan Heaven Domain has been split into five continents because of this,......

"It's just that the Soul Snatching Creation Recipe is divided into three parts, and what I cultivate is not the real one, but the rubbing......

"It's very difficult to find the remaining six layers of exercises........"

Xin Ming pondered for a long time in his heart, his divine sense swept out, and he said with a firm expression. "Soul Snatching Recipe, no matter what, I must find the mental method of the last six layers!"

Xin Ming knew that if he wanted to pick Ning Qingying's delicate flower, he had to become strong and condense his physical body!

Then the first premise is to find the last six layers of the Soul Snatching Recipe!

He had now cultivated to the second layer, and his strength was equivalent to that of a monk's Fusion Yuan Realm, Xin Ming believed that as long as he cultivated to the third layer of the Spirit Snatching Creation Technique, he would be able to fight with a Spirit Sea Realm master like Liu Zhengfeng.

While everyone was walking, suddenly the sky was dark, and in an instant it was like a fog, and there was a gust of wind in all directions.

"What the hell is going on, where did you get so much mist?"

"Oh my God, I can't even sweep my divine sense far!"

“......”

Seeing this, the disciples were shocked, "Don't panic, it may be due to the weather, as long as we follow the front, we will definitely be able to get out of the extraterritorial battlefield!" Li Lingfan held the bronze bell high and cheered everyone up.

Li Lingfan looked around, he couldn't be sure if it was because of the weather, just as he was about to ask Ning Qingying, the earth trembled, and a huge black shadow about a hundred zhang high stepped from afar.

In the endless mist, only the vague head of a huge black shadow could be seen.

"Purple Gold Soul General!"

"Oh my God! purple ...... Purple Gold Soul General!"

“......”

At this moment, seeing this hundred-foot tall demon shadow, the hearts of all the disciples sank, and their faces were like ashes.

The Purple Gold Soul General is equivalent to the powerhouse of the Soul Bridge Realm, and in the Lingyuan Sword Sect, it is said that only the Taishang who has not come out of retreat for hundreds of years is the cultivation of the Soul Bridge Realm!

How can this be fought?

"A group of ants, leave them all to the general!" A sound of breaking the gong and death came out, and the purple gold soul raised his hand and conjured up a pitch-black hand, covering the sky, whistling wind and thunder, and grabbing all the Lingyuan disciples!

Yes!

A group of Lingyuan disciples screamed and fled in all directions.

Li Lingfan, Gu Yue Chanjuan and the others all showed despair, and Fan Jiu turned to look at the big hand in the sky, his eyes full of unwillingness.

Xin Ming's heart sank, with such a big black hand, he was afraid that he could only block one blow if he tried his best......