The old man Shouyan was the first to come back to his senses, and immediately fell to the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Lord of the main hall! ”

The rest of Qiong Lou, the Eclipse Star Saintess, and the Hanging Sword and others all bowed down, and their expressions were already extremely respectful.

Ji Yuenian's face was a little pale, and the Divine Sea of the Divine Palace was exhausted, and she almost fell from the nine-petal lotus platform phantom.

The consumption of casting the "Buddha Mantra of the Past Death" is too terrifying, and Ji Yuenian's cultivation is too shallow, even if he condenses the foundation of the rare Dao Method, he can only barely cast the prototype of the "Buddha Mantra of the Past Death", and there is no more power to use after that.

The Detachment Divine Body gradually played its role, and the blue halo surged from the limbs and hundreds of remains, and finally filled the Divine Palace Divine Sea, turning into a trace of pure Xuan Qi, slowly replenishing the extremely depleted Liantai Divine Palace.

The old man Shouyan flew around the underground qi veins, his expression was calm, and he landed in front of Ji Yuenian, who was pranayama, and arched his hand: "Lord of the main hall, in this battle, there are three fallen hall masters of the Trapped Spirit Palace, nine Dharma protectors, and the rest of the twenty-eight souls trapped in the Spirit Palace. ”

Qiong Lou walked closer, glanced at Ji Yuenian's complexion, and said, "If it weren't for the head hall master's action, I'm afraid that we wouldn't be the opponents of the people in the Xushan Realm at all." ”

The old man Shouyan sighed and said, "This kind of human race sect is really united, and it is very different from my Taiyu Holy Sect, so I still underestimate them,"

As he was talking, a rustling sound suddenly came into his ears from all directions, making the people in the Spirit Hall prick up their ears again.

A blazing white light and shadow swept through, falling in front of the underground qi veins.

It was a tall creature dressed in a brocade white robe, its head and face were covered, and only a pair of white shaggy hands and claws were faintly visible from the sleeve of the robe.

The old man of Shouyan sensed it slightly, his expression was slightly gloomy, and he said, "Half-step Divine Palace Soul Realm!" ”

The hanging sword on one side was a little unimpressed, and waved his hand and said: "It's just one person, I'm afraid of what he will do!?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, several more blazing white lights and shadows flickered, landing behind the strange creature.

The hanging sword moved his lips and closed his mouth in amusement.

Before the people of the Trapped Spirit Hall could react, a dense white light and shadow swept in, and after a few breaths, hundreds of tall creatures dressed in brocade white robes surrounded them, without saying a word, quietly looking at the people of the Trapped Spirit Hall above the underground qi veins.

The old man of Shou Yan completely lost the bearing of the half-step Divine Palace's soul realm, and the hairs on his body suddenly rose, and a piercing chill swept over his soul, and he said in a trembling voice: "This is impossible!" So many Kamikai realms, half-step shrines! It's impossible! How could there be such a terrifying force in the extreme northern border of Beiju Luzhou! ”

The hanging sword's face turned pale, and he took three steps back in succession, repeatedly sensing the breath of these robed creatures, and stammered: "Actually...... It's really ...... It's all about the sea of God...... Upper realm and half-step shrine! ”

Qiong Lou's fair little face was also completely bloodless, and he muttered, "How can this be ......?"

Ji Yuenian sat on the ground, but there was not much panic in his expression, although the depleted Divine Palace Divine Sea could no longer allow him to cast any spells, but he was ready for the worst of divine soul annihilation.

Manpower is sometimes poor, just barely casting the Buddha mantra of the past life has made Ji Yuenian on the verge of running out of oil, and now facing hundreds of strange and unpredictable Shenhai realms and half-step Divine Palaces, even if Ji Yuenian's divine thoughts are demonic and his understanding is like the sky, in such a situation, there is no other way to think of it except for the true spirit returning to the Water Divine Seal.

The robed creature at the head waved his hand slightly, and hundreds of brocade white figures disappeared in place in an instant, and the next moment they appeared above the underground qi veins.

The Taiyin Holy Son looked sideways at Ji Yuenian with his hanging sword, and just as he was about to say something, his head was crushed by several claws, and his body fell softly, and the long sword behind his back, which had never been put away, also fell to the ground and fell into silence.

The old man Shouyan couldn't care about Ji Yuenian and the others anymore, and under the gritting of his teeth, his body instantly turned into an illusory ghost phantom, and he fled towards the extreme sky.

But in the next moment, dozens of blazing white lights and shadows flickered upward, directly tearing the ghost shadow of the old man Shou Yan into pieces.

As soon as Liu Chaoshan sacrificed a tripod-shaped pure yang magic weapon, he was pierced through his body by several blazing white light rainbows, and all the talisman spirit treasures were as fragile as paper, and they would shatter when touched in front of these ancient creatures.

Those Dharma protectors and deacons selected from the Yuanyan Realm by the Trapped Spirit Hall were even more vulnerable, and every time a blazing white light and shadow crossed by, it was the destruction of a Divine Sea Spirit Realm creature.

"Ji Yuenian, do you remember when I healed your soul hundreds of years ago?"

While those blazing white lights and shadows had not yet been killed, Qiong Lou turned his head sideways and spoke softly.

Ji Yuenian was stunned for a moment and nodded slightly.

Qiong Lou chuckled: "At that time, I was already in the realm of the Divine Sea Spirit, when you used the cultivation of the realm of returning to the truth to destroy Chen Yanyang of the Chen family, and injured the soul, the realm master of the Yutai realm asked me to cast the spell of frost condensation to help you heal the soul." ”

Ji Yuenian looked at the woman's quiet eyes and fell silent.

Qiong Lou leaned closer, and said in Ji Yuenian's ear: "At that time, I took a piece of snow jade and cast a spell on your forehead, and afterwards you asked me why I didn't throw it away, I said that this jade was only used once, and it was a waste to lose it, so you have to use three thousand yuan stones to thank me, do you remember these things?" ”

She leaned slightly sideways, her long black hair hanging down on Ji Yuenian's fingers, with a cold and soft touch.

"You served as an executive elder in the Qingluan Mountain Range for a hundred years, and I also went to pick you up and return to the Yutai Realm, do you remember?"

The blazing white light and shadow penetrated, Qionglou's soft lips moved slightly, and said, "Ji Yuenian, I ......"

It came to an abrupt end.

Ji Yuenian looked at Qiong Lou's quiet face with his eyes slightly closed, as if he had met this cold and quiet woman for the first time in hundreds of years.

After a few breaths, the young man in the black and gold robe hid all his thoughts, his eyes returned to his former coldness, and he looked up at the dense brocade and white robe creatures around him.