Heavy, weird, and forested, but with a majestic color.

Kerala!

Ding Yan was shocked, the true qi in his body was injected into his feet, and he stomped out of a deep pit on the ground, the dirt and gravel splashed, and his feet rubbed the ground and retreated.

"Can you hide?"

In the distance, Xing Laomo's hoarse voice was heard. The huge skeleton prison was like a big net, instantly locking Ding Yan's figure, no matter how Ding Yan retreated, the skeleton prison followed him like a shadow.

The Hundred Refined Steel Sword slashed, and the golden sword qi shot out.

Laugh at!

The sword qi slashed into the skeleton prison, like a sea of water droplets, only to smash a few skeleton phantoms, and then disappeared into nothingness.

Not believing in evil, the true qi in Ding Yan's body suddenly skyrocketed, and two gorgeous blue sword qi slashed out in a cross shape, endlessly.

Small five-element swordsmanship, rippling water!

Although the power of the rippling water waves is not as explosive as the Golden Que Divine Sword and the Cremation Eight Directions, it is more than thousands of mountains and dead trees in spring. The power of water can be rigid and soft, when it is rigid, it is unmatched, the waves are monstrous, and the lethality is terrifying; when it is soft, it is like refreshing the spleen, endlessly, but even if it is the softest water, it can also be pierced by water droplets.

"It's useless, the artistic conception prison is indestructible, as long as the old man still has true qi, the artistic conception prison will always exist. Old Demon Xing said with a smile.

Sure enough, the rippling power of the water waves slammed into the skeleton cage, and the turmoil was endless, causing countless skeleton phantoms to disappear, directly tearing the skeleton cage apart, and through the cross-shaped gap, you could see Xing Lao Mo in the distance.

Unfortunately, after the cage formed by the skull phantom rolled and wriggled, the cracked gap closed in an instant.

"What a powerful artistic conception cage, the power of the Yin Soul Artistic Conception is about to be comparable to the second-order artistic conception. ”

The second-order artistic conception, which is far more powerful than the first-order artistic conception, emits at least ten times the strength of the first-order artistic conception.

Ding Yan's eyes are solemn, he is a person from the past, and he has a very thorough understanding of the artistic conception, at this time, in addition to using the Duzun fist and mobilizing the general trend of heaven and earth to fight, the rest of the attack methods are completely helpless against the artistic conception cage.

Taking a deep breath and sticking the sword on the ground, Ding Yan's eyes instantly became serious, his right hand was slightly raised, his five fingers were opened, and he held it in front of him.

In an instant, a surging trend converged and merged into his body.

Well?

In an instant, Old Demon Xing felt a strong danger, which made his heart furious.

"Don't waste your efforts, the power of the artistic conception cage even if it is a Spirit Realm martial artist will be trapped, and it will not be able to rush out for a while. You just wait to die!"

Chi Ze changed, Xing Lao Mo bit the tip of his tongue, and a drop of blood sprayed on the skull in his hand.

"Die!"

Airplanes!

The skull was stimulated by this, and suddenly burst out with a strong majesty, and two ghostly lights suddenly appeared in the hollow eye sockets, and for a moment, Ding Yan seemed to feel that the skull had come back to life.

The artistic conception cage composed of skeletons emitted a faint light, enveloping Ding Yan's figure in an instant.

Xing Lao Mo was overjoyed in his heart, held his left hand weakly, and grabbed Ding Yan who was trapped by the artistic conception cage, and the artistic conception cage also shrank instantly, intending to trap Ding Yan to death directly.

Suddenly.

Facing the squeeze of the artistic conception cage, Ding Yan put his tongue against his jaw and opened his mouth to let out a loud shout.

The shouting was like thunder, like a dragon chanting for nine days, like a tiger roaring on the earth, shaking the air like water waves, spreading to the surroundings one by one, rolling and swinging.

"Heaven and earth, I am the only one. ”

Standing in the center of the artistic conception cage, Ding Yan's momentum rose infinitely, his right hand was retracted, and he immediately punched out at a terrifying speed.

This punch hooked the general trend and caused a violent wind to descend, and it was mighty.

Puff puff!

As if the sound of thunder came out, the artistic conception cage composed of skeletons swelled suddenly, and then contracted under the control of Old Demon Xing.

One swells and one shrinks, and the wind surges.

"No, it can't be. The wind swept away, revealing Old Demon Xing's withered face hidden under the black robe, and his face turned pale.

Boom!

The artistic conception cage could no longer withstand the powerful force, and exploded in an instant.

The next moment!

Xing Lao Mo's whole person flew out a few hundred meters away, spurting out a mouthful of blood in the air, and fell to the ground with a 'poof', and then his body rubbed the ground, sliding for hundreds of meters, and the skull in his hand also fell to the ground, his eyes looked at the awe-inspiring Ding Yan in horror, and his expression was depressed.

"You, You"

Ding Yan walked out slowly, approaching Xing Lao Mo who fell to the ground step by step, his face was like an expression.

"The magic weapon is the magic weapon, the power is limited, how can it be compared with the power of heaven and earth. Xing Lao Mo, you die without regrets. ”

"Impossible! Impossible!!! Even a Spirit Realm martial artist can't kill me, how can you, a small Divine Vein Realm martial artist, kill me, this is absolutely impossible, absolutely impossible! I won't !!!be blind to death."

Old Demon Xing looked like a mad demon, a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth, in his eyes, Ding Yan's cultivation was just an ant in the early stage of the Divine Vein Realm, even if his strength was incredibly strong, he never thought that Ding Yan would win against him, but the result made him crazy.

True Qi covered his hands, and as soon as he shot in the air, the skulls on the ground were grabbed in his hands, and the power of the Yuan Shen penetrated into it.

The skull felt extremely strange to Ding Yan, like a magic weapon, but it was not, because there was no sign of being refined, as if this skull was formed by pure nature. However, if it is not a magic weapon, then how can it be possible to release the artistic conception of the Yin Soul.

Ding Yan thought of a possibility, that is, after the death of a strong man who surpassed the realm of condensation, his bones turned into a weapon that was sharper than a magic weapon.

In the world of cultivation, only after the fall of the Tribulation Power of Enlightened Dao Thought, his corpse will turn into a magic weapon, and his head will have its own Yin Soul artistic conception.

Dao Nian is a more powerful existence than the ninth-order artistic conception, and only a martial artist who understands his own way can step into that unpredictable realm and compete with heaven and earth.

Retracting the Yuan Shen, Ding Yan pondered for a while.

"Where did you get this skull?" Ding Yan looked at Old Demon Xing and asked.

Old Demon Xing stared at Ding Yan deadly, and suddenly laughed wildly, "If you want to get news from me, you can dream! I won't tell you if I die." ”

Ding Yan's face was calm, "I have a secret method that can invade the soul of the other party, so that I can get the memory of this person's life, but the price is very likely to make the other party's soul scattered, and there is no possibility of even throwing it into the underworld." ”

Old Demon Xing's eyes widened, his face was as dead as ashes, as a demon martial artist, he knew that what Ding Yan said was not false.

"Where did you get this skull?"

Old Demon Xing hesitated for a moment, then stopped hiding it, and said slowly: "I saw it next to a stone pavilion in the Great Demon Mountain. ”

Ding Yan nodded.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Old Demon Xing was not lying.

"Where is the Great Magic Mountain located. ”

Old Demon Xing's withered body was verbose, as if he had thought of something terrifying, and then he spoke: "Sword Leaf Abyss." ”

"Hmm? It's the abyss of the sword leaf again. ”

Ding Yan frowned, he found that Sword Leaf Zhiyuan seemed to be very important among the high-level leaders of the Chu State and several surrounding countries.

"Alright, you're on your way. ”

Putting the skull into his arms, Ding Yan cut off Xing Old Demon's head, wrapped it in the black cloth on his body, and turned to leave