The confrontation between Ye Xiang and the purple-robed young man generated a powerful force that made the entire forest disappear in that instant.

And the few people in the center of this storm, everyone survived, only the only one, Ge Yang.

At this moment, Ge Yang was swept into it by that power, and the powerful force was annihilated at that moment.

Ge Yang's body was thrown into the sky by that force, and then it fell down heavily!

Ge Yang's seven holes were bleeding, and the blood slowly emanated from Ge Yang's body, and Ge Yang fell to the ground in an instant.

"Interesting. The purple-robed man naturally knew what level of existence his exercises were, and when he saw Ye Xiang's exercises, the whole person was stunned.

"I'll spare your life today, but remember, I'm still looking for you. The purple-robed man looked at the Sword Chanting Heavenly Throne, and the whole person once again emitted that strong fluctuation, and then turned into a purple light, and disappeared directly into the whirlpool of the heavenly vault.

Now Ye Xiang no longer has the strength to say hello to the Sword Chanting Heavenly Throne.

Ye Xiang's body, the body of a great soul master, carried the powerful power of the soul saint level, which was not at all the strength that his body could bear, so at that moment, Ye Xiang's muscles and veins had completely turned into powder, and his vitality had been completely cut off!

The Heavenly Providence Vientiane Bead was still in Ye Xiang's body, and countless soul powers were frantically surging towards Ye Xiang's limbs like a tide, helping Ye Xiang to warm up his body.

"Brother, it's hard for you!" Chanting Sword Tianzuo frowned, and a powerful soul power was also directly injected into Ye Xiang's body.

Ye Xiang's body exuded a crystal luster at that moment, but Ye Xiang still didn't wake up.

Fighting against the purple-robed boy, Ye Xiang was not injured, although he was slightly at a disadvantage, but he was not injured in this battle, Ye Xiang's injuries all came from his own body to bear the too powerful soul saint power.

The power of the Soul Saint is enough to destroy the entire region, let alone bear this power with the body of a great soul master.

"How is he?" Yan Ling'er asked anxiously.

"The vitality in his body has been completely cut off, and now my soul power and the soul power left in his body work together, only to save the last trace of vitality in his body, but this fire of life is too small, these soul powers, can not last long, if you can't find a way to save him, then he will die sooner or later!"

After all, Ye Xiang was injured by this almost death in order to save him, which made how could the Sword Chanting Heavenly Throne bear it.

"This is not the place to talk, let's talk about it in another place, huh? Who is that?" Chanting Sword Tianzuo saw Ge Yang, who had been dead for a long time.

Ge Yang's Heavenly Power Guardian, before the power of the Soul Saint level, did not have any strength to resist at all, and that feeling was as simple as crushing an ant to death by a person.

"That's the man who hunted us down. Yan Ling'er was also indignant!

After all, it was Ge Yang who chased them here, if it weren't for Ge Yang, Ye Xiang wouldn't have come here at all, and he wouldn't have been so seriously injured at all!

"Oh, let's take it away together, let's talk about it in another place!" After speaking, the Sword Recitation Heavenly Throne said, and then the whole person turned into a strong whirlwind, and this whirlwind directly rolled up everyone, including Ge Yang, and then turned into a gentle whirlwind, and disappeared directly.

Many people who were watching the battle outside were quietly waiting for the end of the battle between the two sides.

At the end of the battle, the victor will come out.

Who won the battle, no one paid attention to this, because if the rumors were true, the battle between the high-level great soul master and the soul spirit, basically without thinking about it, would definitely be a soul victory!

And what everyone really cares about is who this soul is.

And there are many people who want to use this opportunity to get acquainted with souls.

If you can get the appreciation and recognition of the soul, and after teaching it one or two times, then you will definitely be a number of people on the ground!

And there are even a lot of female cultivators, and a large number of them are piled up here.

Because they had heard that the soul cultivator was a man.

Everyone, waiting for the spirit.

Time passed slowly.

The spirit still hadn't appeared, but everyone was waiting patiently.

In their opinion, the soul, there are some shelves that should be, if you don't put on a show, then it's not a soul.

The soul doesn't seem to be a strong person in other heavenly realms, but in the earth tomorrow, it is a real powerhouse!

One hour, two hours, three hours.

There was still no movement in the parched forest.

The whole forest was silent, and there seemed to be no life in it.

"Ahem!" One of the two persons in charge of the southern region was a little breathless, and at that moment, he walked directly to the forest, saluted to the forest with a very respectful attitude and said: "Senior Zhong Sen, I want to go into the forest to meet my seniors, I don't know if my seniors can agree." ”

As soon as Zhong Sen's words came out, everyone secretly regretted it.

At that moment, almost everyone was thinking that if they took the lead, then they would definitely not have Zhong Sen's share, and now that Zhong Sen was robbed of the head, then that soul-level senior, if they really took a fancy to Zhong Sen, then they didn't know if they would find a wall and crash to death.

But Zhong Sen waited for a long time after finishing speaking, but he never got a response.

"Senior?" Zhong Sen waited for a long time, and then called in a cautious low voice.

But there was no response.

Not only Zhong Sen, but everyone seemed to be a little anxious at that moment.

"Senior, are you there?" Zhong Sen said, and then walked cautiously into the forest.

I have to say that with Zhong Sen, a bold man, taking the lead, at that moment, almost all the monks who were watching outside rushed to the forest at that moment.

In the middle of the forest is the battlefield, and everyone looks around the battlefield without saying a word.

Although there is still a slight remnant of the soul power fluctuations here, it can be seen at a glance.

The owner of this soul power fluctuation has long since disappeared cleanly.

I'm afraid it's been a very long time since I've left here.

Seeing that soul powerhouse leave, everyone's hearts were filled with indescribable disappointment and loneliness.

"That senior has long since left, let's go. Zhong Sen's face was not good-looking, he was busy for a long time, but he didn't even see anyone, how could Zhong Sen feel good, at the moment, Zhong Sen took the lead and rushed out of the forest directly.

The soul pursued the high-level great soul master, and the thrilling battle between the two and the destructive forest became a long-term topic in the entire southern region.

In the corner of the Northwest Region, in the valley at the foot of a secluded and uninhabited mountain range, a faint whirlwind blew, and in the whirlwind, several figures appeared.

These figures are none other than the Sword Chanting Heavenly Constellation, Yan Ling'er and Ye Xiang!

Chanting Sword Tianzuo controlled the action, Yan Ling'er held Ye Xiang, but as for Ge Yang, he fell headlong and fell to the ground, and no one paid attention to him.

"I've observed around here, there are no cultivators, not even ordinary residents, and we should be able to spend some time here. The Sword Chanting Constellation said slowly.

Yan Ling'er had been watching the purple soul power fluctuations on the Heavenly Throne that had been sent to the inspection throne, and she wanted to stop talking.

"Say whatever you want, it's fine. The Sword Chanting Constellation said slowly.

"Senior, are you a Soul Venerable?" Yan Ling'er finally said.

"Yes, I'm Soul Venerable. The Sword Chanting Heavenly Throne was very surprised that Yan Ling'er could actually recognize his cultivation, and at the moment he also thought that the phoenix-like brilliance emitted by the necklace around Yan Ling'er's neck protected Yan Ling'er, and now realized that this woman was also extraordinary, so he nodded and said.

"That senior, is there a way for you to save Ye Xiang!" Yan Ling'er was very anxious.

Since Yan Ling'er was born, she has been naughty and mischievous, but every time something happens, her family takes responsibility for her, but fortunately she is just messing around, but she hasn't made any big trouble, so Yan Ling'er has been living like this.

But now, Ye Xiang's life is dying, and the fundamental reason is that he pulled Ye Xiang to find Jiutian Yuehong.

If it weren't for this reason, Ye Xiang would not have been fine at all.

So Yan Ling'er's tears flowed down drippingly.

Yan Ling'er also knew that he was in trouble, and now he is only himself, no longer at home, and everything can only be solved by himself.

Looking at Ye Xiang who was unconscious, Yan Ling'er realized how insufficient her strength was.

The Sword Chanting Heavenly Seat looked at Yan Ling'er tightly, then at Ye Xiang, frowning slightly.

Ye Xiang's injuries are very serious, but Ye Xiang is his brother, and he can't help it.

He is a Soul Venerable, even in the Vientiane Heaven, he also has a strong existence, but Ye Xiang's current injury, he is very headache.

"Senior, who are you?" Yan Ling'er finished shedding tears and looked at the Sword Recitation Heavenly Throne.

Yan Ling'er was familiar with Ye Xiang, and he knew that Ye Xiang would not work so hard for someone he didn't know.

Although there is a big gap between the two sides, one side is the Soul Venerable, and Ye Xiang is just a mere Great Soul Master.

But the woman's intuition told Yan Ling'er that these two people must be related.

"He's my brother, I'm his big brother. The Sword Celestial Throne said, smiling bitterly.

The eldest brother of the soul master cultivator has to rely on the younger brother of the great soul master to save it, which is really a bit of a fantasy.

But this kind of fantasy really appeared, and it appeared on his own.

Yan Ling'er was silent, she guessed correctly, the two must have a relationship, otherwise Ye Xiang would not be so desperate.

But is it really worth it to spell yourself like this?

"What kind of person is he?" Yan Ling'er looked at Ye Xiang, her good-looking brows furrowed.