The sound of power explosions came and went, and a large number of people were knocked out as soon as they went up, and there were less than fifty people who were still holding on, and the old men brought by each team were also dead.

The living ones were also not lightly injured, and they all looked solemn as if they were facing a great enemy.

The strange spirit looked relaxed and didn't take this battle seriously.

He sneered, "If it weren't for those people, the human race would have been extinct long ago, and the entire cultivation world would have been in our pocket!"

"Who are those people?"

Hearing Ling Niantian's voice, the strange soul turned his head to look, his pupils shrank, but the memory was too vague, and the picture flashed by, and he couldn't capture anything at all, "Curiosity kills people."

If she didn't say anything, he didn't even know that there was actually a low-level seventh-order monk alive present.

A stream of soul power poured towards Ling Nian, blocking all her retreats.

For people with high cultivation, the exercises are just the icing on the cake, and the pure moves are enough to take people's lives.

Ling Nian's scalp was numb, and the powerful force made her unable to move, like a lamb that was about to be killed.

She didn't care about the backlash, and the powerful power of words and spirits poured out wildly, breaking open a hole in the power that suppressed her, and her heart ached, and she spit out a mouthful of blood.

She didn't have time to wipe it and teleported to another place.

The soul power was empty, fell to the ground with a click, and cracked a man-high opening.

"Yikes." The strange soul was surprised, but he didn't expect Ling Niantian to be able to dodge.

When he made a move, ordinary Life and Death Realm monks couldn't dodge, but this seventh-order monk was a bit interesting.

He had a flash of inspiration and remembered something, "The power of words and spirits, no wonder."

Although the soul power and the power of words and spirits are both god-level powers, but only when it comes to strength, the power of words and spirits is still stronger, and the physical strength of the alien soul is higher.

When his words fell, the people around him looked at him.

Except for the attributes and effects such as the power of mirror image repair, which are very obvious, the rest of the power is not easy for others to find if it is deliberately converged.

"The Ling clan actually has fish that have slipped through the net, but since I have touched it, then rest in peace."

This was not the first time Ling Niantian had heard of such words, and she was more and more convinced that the Ling clan's extermination was related to alien spirits, but now was not the time to ask.

The alien soul did not spare his hand, and it seemed that he must kill Ling Niantian.

But there was a lot of backlash, and Ling Niantian got used to it, and dodged several attacks without changing his face.

On the other side, Chu Zhuochen was not idle, taking advantage of the fact that the attention of the alien soul was not here, he had a complicated seal in his hand, and when the alien soul approached Ling Niantian again, he deceived himself.

The strange soul only felt creepy behind him, and his years of combat experience made him subconsciously hide to the side.

But late.

The mirror-like crystal appeared above his head, the scalp of the alien soul tightened, the soul body sucked upwards uncontrollably, and the power escaped a little, he screamed, and seventy percent of the soul power poured up.

The alien soul has no substance, and the pain is not strong, but this mirror is not going on, as if it has torn his soul apart bit by bit, and there is pain all over his body.

Chu Zhuochen's face almost became transparent, the marks on his hands did not stop, the figure of the alien soul became more and more blurred, and half of his body entered the mirror.

"Ahh The strange spirit roared, its arms outstretched, and grabbed the largest white creature.

The creature screamed loudly and sharply, but it couldn't stop it at all, and the color became lighter and lighter.

On the contrary, the alien spirit's body was a little more solid, and his strength was stronger, and when he felt that he was about to break free from the control of the mirror, his hand hurt, and the pain caused him to shake off the white creature immediately.

The dark blue flames were cold and terrifying, burning down the palms of the hands to the arms of the aliens, and there were some faint green colors in them.

The alien soul clone lacks skills, but the soul fire is too painful, so he can only urge the soul power that he has finally absorbed to extinguish the fire.

Just now, a group of people didn't even have the strength to fight back, how could they let go of this opportunity now, and all kinds of attacks smashed together.

Ling Niantian added the Prison Bone Divine Fire again, using three kinds of Divine Fire

The fire technique was activated, and under the cover of other exercises, it was inconspicuous.

The hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, not to mention that the strange soul is not dead, the soul power is agitated, and a circle of people flies out upside down.

"Hum—" The mirror above the ghost's head shattered, and his lips opened and closed, spitting out a few strange tones.

"He's summoning eggs!" Jingyou's face sank.

The divine fire spread in a circle, enclosing them in the middle, and the eggs that came close turned into ashes as soon as they touched them.

Xiahou Nanyao glanced at her, "Deal with the alien soul first."

The cracks in the mirror were getting bigger and bigger, and Chu Zhuochen's face was pale but his expression didn't change, as if for him, the alien souls of the life and death realm were no different from other enemies, and his situation was not dangerous.

Ling Nian devoted himself to dual use, killing insect eggs and not giving up dealing with alien souls at the same time, the effect of using the Soul Divine Fire and the Eternal Divine Fire at the same time was amazing, especially for the soul body.

"It's not that easy to kill me!" Even if the power of the life and death realm is injured, it is still difficult to deal with.

With a click, the mirror was completely broken, and the soul power within a radius of one mile was like the blade of a broken army, and blood flowed everywhere it passed.

"Ahh Half of them screamed, some had severed limbs, and some had half of their bodies gone.

Ling Nian tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood fell to the ground, not even his clothes were dirty, and it didn't affect the knots on his hands.

The law of cause and effect was activated at the same time, and the spiritual power and spiritual power on her body were all emptied in an instant, and the person was shaken, and she was almost planted on the ground, but fortunately, there was a divine fire of all generations to maintain that circle of flames, and most of the insect eggs could still be killed.

Chu Zhuochen helped her, "Hold on, it'll be over soon."

Those broken lenses floated in the air, and the body of the alien soul was destroyed at a lightning speed.

He screamed like a ball of air, his strength draining from the wound at the shard, and he sneered, "Let's die together!"

The furious soul power was like ignited gunpowder, and the entire space vibrate, and the sticky blood drained from the throat to the nasal cavity, and the feeling of suffocation followed.

Even with the power provided by both the Elder and the Eternal Divine Fire, Ling Niantian felt as if his body had been divided into several petals, and his fingernails were painful.

"Boom!"

The underground dark city that had existed for an unknown number of years collapsed suddenly, and the already empty sealing stone instantly turned into powder, and the entire space was shattered.

After the dusty and ruins of Tianfu shook violently, several people who didn't know whether they were alive or dead exploded from the ground, and blood was sprinkled everywhere, making the desolate place even more ominous.

The wind blows, the yellow sand fills the sky, and it is silent as if no one has ever set foot on it.

"Who hasn't found it?" Jingyou's lips cracked, but he didn't even have time to drink water, "What about Nianyou?"

"Miss Ling has been found." Jing Yiyun hurriedly said, for fear that the young master would lift his collar a little late, "Don't worry, young master, she hasn't woken up yet, and Young Master Chu will take care of her."

It's been two days since they came out of the underground city, and someone woke up early and started looking for the others.

But more, I don't even have a chance to open my eyes.

"Take me there."

After stumbling a few steps, Jingyou took some water from the space and came out, and finally had popularity on his face.

He was the first to wake up, and when he opened his eyes, he began to look for people he knew, but fortunately, they were not far away, only Ling Niantian had no trace, after all, her cultivation was the lowest, and Jing You was most worried about her.

Luckily, someone found it.

On the other side, a valuable blanket was spread on the ground, and some spiritual wine and spiritual water were placed on it.

Jing You sniffed it twice, envy and jealousy, and walked over quickly, "You told me when you found someone, I enjoyed it here."

Chu Zhuochen was carefully pouring water to Ling Nian, but there was little fed in, most of it flowed out, and he didn't care if his clothes were wet, so he wiped Ling Niantian's chin and continued to feed it.

Hearing this, he didn't raise his head, "Be quiet, it's noisy."

Jingyou: "......"

A bottle of spiritual water bottomed out, he took out another bottle from the space, pulled the stopper off, and the aura came to his face.

Jing Yiyun's eyes widened, and a flash of inspiration flashed, this is the special Wuzhishui!

He came late, the taste of spiritual water was mostly gone, and seeing that Chu Zhuochen didn't care at all, he wasted so much, and he didn't think about it at all.

After all, the preciousness of this thing is comparable to that of a ninth-order immortal weapon, and ordinary people can't wait to drink a drop for a year, how can they feed people like this!

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, "Young Master Chu, otherwise I will serve Miss Ling."

Although this is not his, he is also distressed, there is no water with a drop and a drop is missing, it is really a tyrannical thing!

Chu Zhuochen, who hadn't even moved Jingyou, looked up and glanced at him, "No."

Jing Yiyun's body and mind were cold, and for a moment he felt that he had half a foot to say hello to Lord Yama, and he was so cold that he was blessed with his soul and silently retreated to the side.

Fortunately, the young master of his family is simple, and he is only friends with Miss Ling, otherwise he would not have been chopped up by this one.

Finally, after wasting at least five bottles of Wuzhi Water, Ling Nian woke up slowly.

Her eyelids quivered, she slowly opened her eyes, regained consciousness, sat up and asked, "The strange soul is dead?"

Chu Zhuochen let go of her casually, and said in his heart How do I know if I am dead or not, but it is not obvious on my face, "Dead."

Jingyou shouldn't be so unreliable in doing things, he's been awake for so long, and he must have dealt with the strange soul.

I didn't remember that I woke up earlier than Jingyou.

Ling Niantian knew his physical condition best, his strength was all exhausted, several bones in his body were broken, and he had to wake up in a semi-crippled state, but now his strength was not full, but all the injuries were healed, and there was still a sweet taste in his mouth.

"No water?" When the Ling clan was still there, she often drank it, and then she couldn't afford to squander it, "How much, I'll give it back to you."

Chu Zhuochen raised his hand to put away the empty bottle, "What is Wu Zhi Shui, do you want to drink Wu Zhi Shui, I didn't bring it, but you can go back to the Phantom Sea Nebula with me to get it."

Meaning of the scene: What is the "......"?