As Xuantian's voice echoed, a sky-high light shone on the world from her, extremely bright, and instantly went straight to Ling Huan, and when Ling Huan couldn't react, this light merged into the sea of souls, and completely merged with the star-like painting seed.

At the same time as fusing this light, Ling Huan's soul sea vibrated violently, and his entire body roared, bursts of majestic soul dao power to the extreme, erupted within his soul sea, causing the fourth soul dao temple, the painting hall, to rumble into formation, which was as magnificent as the other three halls, and his realm also soared and transformed......

"This ...... It is my last natal holy soul power, with it, you will be able to break through the shackles of this world, and there will never be a bottleneck in your cultivation!" Xuantian's soft voice reverberated through Liuhe when it truly dissipated.

"This place is about to collapse, Yin Sande, you quickly flee in the direction you came, and I will send you out safely. ”

Yin Sande hesitated for a moment, but the great wizard Yin on the side contracted his eyes, after all, his cultivation was profound, and his intuition was extremely sensitive, his heart was beating at this moment, coupled with his unconditional trust in Ling Huan, he grabbed Yin Sande without hesitation, and his cultivation exploded into full force and left at full speed.

At this moment, the sacred tree violently shook violently and turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was the gray that represented death, and even dissipated with a bang. But with the collapse of the holy tree, there were twisted ripples rolling and spreading, and everything except Ling Huan was rapidly turning gray...... Dissipate.

Great Wizard Yin's face changed greatly, revealing fear and horror, a strong sense of crisis to the extreme, causing him to burst out with a speed beyond the limit, and Yin Sande disappeared in an instant, the gray ripples like a tide, chasing their footsteps, completely submerging everything behind him.

At this time of life and death crisis, in the ears of Master Yin and Yin Sande, Ling Huan suddenly chanted in a deep voice: "There will be a time when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea......"

The sound was strange, with a powerful aura of the holy tree, and even more mysterious soul path, a purple storm suddenly appeared, as soon as this storm appeared, it directly descended behind the Yin Great Wizard, like a storm breaking the waves, rolling them up suddenly, roaring out in the direction they came, surpassing the lightning.

With the collapse of the world, as Yin Sande and the two of them went away, Ling Huan breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he no longer paid attention, but looked up at the sky while feeling the transformation in his body.

The terrifying blood-colored long whip in mid-air was not spared, and with the collapse of the world, it gradually turned gray and collapsed, and there was a faint scream of Sect Master Yin. In the screams of Sect Leader Yin, the huge whirlpool also shook violently, and cracks appeared in an instant, and as the world shattered, it gradually collapsed into ashes.

At the same time, this side of the world, except for Ling Huan and the square inch under his feet, all the mountains, rocks, earth, and all the grass and trees creatures all turned gray at this moment, and with the collapse, they turned into a monstrous storm, roaring in all directions.

In this storm, Yin Da Wizard and Yin Sande rushed out safely, but their expressions changed drastically, and when they looked back, they revealed complexity, the holy tree and holy mountain behind them, and even everything had turned to ashes, leaving in place was a void, but there was no young man who brought rise to their great witch clan and was amazingly talented.

With awe, gratitude, and infinite expectation and respect, the two bowed deeply to nothingness. That young man who existed like a god emperor, whether he left safely, where he went, whether he would come back, did he know the expectations of the entire Great Witch Clan!?

When everything was bleak to ashes, when cultivation reached an unprecedented terrifying height, Ling Huan's eyes were no longer nothing, but when he left the Tang World, where the peak of the treasure island was, there was still a huge Motan here, on one side of the Motan, there was a woman lying on the side, and there was an old man in a black robe, who couldn't tell the men and women, it was the original Yin Sect Master.

Ling Huan didn't move a step, but he could appear here, as if he was teleporting, and as if he was here in the first place. At this moment, with Sect Master Yin as the center, a ripple was generated, just like the destruction in the Holy Tree World, this ripple was spreading rapidly, and it had quickly spread to the fallen woman, and everything it passed had turned to ashes...... Reduced to nothingness.

Sect Master Yin's body was still, as if he was restrained, his body was gradually turning gray, and even quickly becoming transparent, but he let out an unwilling roar, his voice was terrible, with a strong resentment to the extreme: "Remnant Blood Storm-"

Her complexion was completely gray, and it had even dimmed to the limit, but her eyes showed extreme madness, she suddenly raised her head and stared at Ling Huan, her whole body suddenly exploded, and a bloody aura that was extremely strong rose into the sky.

She never thought that among the people who existed in the Holy Tree World, there was Ling Huan, and at this time, she had no scruples and sacrificed the craziest spell, even if her body was destroyed, even if Ling Huan's soul path was not yet mature, she would take it away.

With the outbreak of this bloody aura, the blood mist around her churned, forming a sea of blood, and countless amazing evil qi rolled out between heaven and earth, blending into the sea of blood, and directly erupted from her body to the four directions, this is the cultivation power of all those who cultivate the power of the soul in the Tang Dynasty, and it was directly plundered by her at this moment, just like Ling Huan's guess, but this means that countless people have fallen for it.

With the addition of a large amount of ghost power, the sea of blood expanded rapidly, like a blood-colored canopy, and swept towards Ling Huan in a whistling manner, even covering the woman lying on the ground.

Although Ling Huan couldn't see the face of the woman lying on the ground clearly, his intuition told him that it was Yin Youmei, but at this moment Yin Youmei seemed to be unconscious, unaware of the world turning into ashes, or even the monstrous blood curtain.

Ling Huan raised his head suddenly, his eyes were red to reveal a strong cold light, and his mind turned in the full explosion of cultivation, and when the momentum instantly rose to the sky, Sen Sen spoke: "Doppelganger...... Ink God!"

At the same time, a purple light roared out from Ling Huan, and in an instant, the woman on the ground was swept up, directly descending into Ling Huan's arms, and when he looked closely, it was Yin Youmei, whose eyes were closed and had fallen into a coma.

And when the blood-colored canopy was overwhelming, in the secluded ink pool, suddenly, there was a shocking column of water rushing into the sky, and a shocking black shadow broke out of the waves, rushing towards the blood-colored canopy fiercely, it was the huge body of the ink god, and at this moment, in the body of the ink god, there was already Ling Huan's doppelganger will, which became his controllable doppelganger existence.

The ink god and the blood-colored canopy, in the mid-air between Ling Huan and Sect Leader Yin, collided violently, in the reverberation of this earth-shattering loud noise, the blood-colored canopy and the ink god reversed towards the gray world, Sect Master Yin let out a terrible scream, with unwillingness, when spurting blood, his body suddenly flew upside down, and directly collapsed in the gray world.

With his collapse, the blood-colored canopy also collapsed, but Ling Huan's doppelganger, Mo Shen, who had rushed into the gray world and was completely shrouded by the blood-colored canopy, was not spared, and under the double huge pressure, he directly exploded, this kind of explosion was like a monk with a holy cultivator detonating himself, and its power was indescribable.

The huge shock wave became a whirlpool storm, destroying and crushing and spreading all the way, causing everything here to collapse, and the void was even more distorted, and when Ling Huan was completely unable to react, it directly swayed, completely enveloping Ling Huan and Yin Youmei's bodies in this terrifying storm.

A heart-wrenching pain came to him, Ling Huan's eyes began to blur, his body twisted and flew upside down before using all his cultivation, and he could only barely form a protective barrier around himself and Yin Youmei, which was beyond the limits of his ability, and then his eyes went black, as if the world was completely plunged into darkness, but his hands were tightly wrapped around the people in his arms, as if he was forever guarding.

This whirlpool storm was unprecedented, it seemed that the blood-colored long whip was transferred to Sect Master Yin, and Sect Master Yin transmitted the destruction in the sacred tree, leading the destruction in the sacred tree to the treasure island. In just a few snaps of a finger, the entire treasure island collapsed into ashes, turned into nothingness, and disappeared from the world of Datang, as if there had never been a treasure island on the sea.

Suddenly, Ling Huan's eyes were bright, and his vision gradually turned from blurry to clear. At this moment, a woman in white appeared in front of him, with tears in her eyes, but she stared at him with a deep smile.

"Ling Huan, you are finally here, seeing you and my life is no longer lonely!"

"It's you—Wanjun!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, their eyes were facing each other, and they knew each other with a thick understanding, and they smiled and stepped into the air.

(Ling Huan held the holy sword Qiushui and chased towards Youtu, I still have too many wonderful things to show, you guy actually came to an end; Youtu carried the computer and hugged his head, I am also a human, the manuscript fee is not enough to support my family, please be merciful, more bloody and cold plot, stay in the new book of the eighth issue at the beginning of the year, it's good!)

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