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Under the dark clouds, the faces of several people on the back of the Dan snake changed drastically.

However, these people have lived for so many years, they have not experienced any strong winds and waves, and a little vision of heaven and earth can't scare them, and the magic seal in their hands still exudes bubbling soul power, contributing to the formation of the magic circle.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, an indescribable momentum emanated from the young man's body, and it was actually pressed towards the magic circle like a towering mountain, as if it was a strange coercion, a call from the blood.

The phantoms of the Eight Dao Divine Statues in the magic circle actually shook because of this, and the expressionless and indifferent faces loosened a little.

"What the hell is this?!" The chief priest's expression was solemn, his mustache trembled, and he could clearly feel a series of abnormal phenomena caused by this coercion, but he couldn't figure it out.

The magic circle cast by the five Voyeur God Realms together became extremely unstable in the face of a coercion, a situation that was absolutely unimaginable before.

"Could it be that this person's cultivation is really above you and me?"

Several people's eyes flickered, staring at the young man below.

The old priest rubbed his prayer beads, sweat appeared on his forehead, and sometimes he shook his head and muttered, "Impossible...... How can it be...... No...... Even if the cultivation is higher than that of the old man, but this soul devouring eight-square array is the soul method passed down by the ancestors, the gift of the god Yu, how can it be because of the coercion of a mortal......

They all clearly heard the roar of the young man, as if it meant that the creator of this soul method was him?

Anyone in the world today who says this will be regarded as nonsense, but it is not like a big talk when it comes to the vision of the Fang Cai Circle.

The priests looked at each other, and they all read the deep horror in each other's eyes.

Only the old priest snorted coldly, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Don't you take this madman's words seriously?" Hmph, it's extremely absurd! It's just a counterattack on the verge of death, pour soul power into the magic circle with all your might, don't be disturbed!"

"Yes!"

With a wave of the old priest's robe, "Eight white dots spilled out one after another, fixed on the soles of the feet of each god idol phantom in the magic circle. It was eight pieces of white rice peeled by Kamiya, each of which was engraved with tiny runes, and the cumbersome lines were densely packed.

When the white rice settled, a bright light suddenly erupted, and the misty qi went up along the phantom, stabilizing the entire magic circle again.

"The old man wants to see who you are sacred!"

With a snap of his palms, the countless rosary ropes on the old priest's body were even more windless and automatic, making a crisp sound of frenzy.

Looking at Wu Moxie at the bottom, or Wu Moxie who was once again controlled by the stone fish, his face was full of murderous aura, and the blood flowing out of the seven orifices was actually evaporated by countless hot gases at this moment.

The atmosphere became even more eerie, and his demeanor was like that of a wolf that had been cornered, scarred, but quietly accumulating the last of his strength.

The stone fish looked up at the gradually solidifying magic circle in the sky above, and grinned, as if mocking, as if sighing at the current situation.

Pointing to the sky, the young man's hideous face became distorted, and puffs of black smoke slowly rose from his naked body, tumbling and rising, like a fierce ghost climbing on his back, staring coldly at the five people on the Dan Snake.

The wind blew the old priest's sideburns, and his old eyes showed unprecedented solemnity, and the rosary rope that flew wildly and slapped on his waist seemed to indicate his turbulent state of mind at this time.

The foreign youth in front of him gave him wave after wave, and the momentum and strength he showed were completely different from the previous description of the clansmen.

A young man in tattered clothes, scarred all over the place, but the old priest on the fourth layer of the Peering God Realm was like a great enemy.

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to his childhood, worshipping the statue of Yu God for the first time in the clan, looking up, and feeling palpitations from the bottom of his heart.

"There are still ten breaths ......"

There are still ten breaths left, and the magic circle will be completely completed, and at that time, even if the young man's cultivation is higher than the fourth layer of the Voyeur God Realm, he will definitely die under this eight square array. The soul was taken away by the eight spirits of the Yu people, and since then it has been transformed into the soul of the Yu god seat.

The old priest and a few priests knew very well that they could not stop at this time, and they could not slack off for a moment, and the eight squares below would continue to operate until the souls of the foreign youths were taken away.

"Boom!"

The humming sound was rolling, mingled with the churning dark clouds, brewing at this moment, waiting to erupt.

The young man's body couldn't help trembling, I don't know if it was because of the crazy pain in his body, or if he couldn't bear the power of the magic circle.

"Four breaths left......

The old priest closed his eyes and closed his mouth, his face did not fluctuate, but he counted silently in his heart.

The wind was even more severe, carrying the yellow sand in the sky, roaring against the heavens, and the earth trembled with it.

"Three-Breath ......"

"Two ......"

"One ......"

The old priest suddenly raised his eyelids, his eyes burst into a fierce light, and he said coldly: "Everyone, now!"

The soul power required for the last of the circle was injected by the five people, and the purple-gold thunder and lightning rushed between the lines of the circle, like ten thousand snakes dancing wildly.

At the same time, the condensed black shadow on the young man's back also moved, and the caracal laughter echoed in the wind like sound waves, and the black smoke surged into an afterimage, heading straight for the five people on the back of the Dan snake.

"Don't waste your efforts! The eight-square array has been formed, and any offensive will be tried to pass!"

The young man's face did not change, and the color of ridicule hung on the corner of his mouth from the beginning, and a whisper floated by: "How can the soul method created by the deity not know how to break through the ......?"

The black shadow swept into the air, and the black smoke billowing around it became thicker, and in the midst of the churning, it was actually divided into eight, and it penetrated into the phantom shadows of the eight gods with lightning speed.

"Whoa!!"

A strange red light spread in the circle, and the shadows of each god immediately became distorted, and the fluctuation of soul power was extremely unstable.

This made the old priest frown.

He could clearly feel the horror of the god phantom after receiving the invasion of the dark shadow, it was a tremor from the depths of his soul.

It's unbelievable!

This is the soul method that has been passed down from generation to generation in the clan, and the soul method created by the gods is accurately recorded in the classics, and these formations are unfathomable, and even have been out of the category of the "Heavenly Order" soul method.

The reason why the Eight Directions Soul Devouring Array was able to summon the Divine Phantom was because in addition to the requirements for bloodline, it also needed the blessing of totem tokens. You must know that these totems have been soaked in the pool of divine blood. With the totem, you can summon a trace of the spirit of the god and perform the soul spell.

The old priest's brows became tighter and tighter, and his slightly trembling hands wanted to pinch out a magic seal, but they suddenly stopped in mid-air, with a hollow expression.

I saw that in the magic circle jointly cast by the five Voyeur God Realm Priests, the phantoms of the eight gods hissed in pain one after another, and the surface was covered with cracks like spider webs.

With a bang, all the phantoms were shattered, like dazzling fireworks.