Everywhere there were black stone pillars standing in the sky, covered with strange runes, and chains extended from the stone pillars, binding the souls with painful expressions.

Every time a soul man devours a divine soul, he will let out a terrible scream, and when the soul man calms down, the divine soul has basically been devoured.

On the chains, there are large and small spirits waiting to be given to the soul people as food.

Under the pillar, there are imprisoned warriors and spirit beasts who have not yet had time to draw out their divine souls.

In this kind of scene, the four people present were all well-informed, and they all couldn't help but gasp.

It's terrible!

Luo Qingyin's gaze searched among the martial artists and spirit beasts who had no time to draw out their divine souls.

If there is no accident, Lei Yan and the Golden Gu Worm King are both inside.

Zhan Fengzi looked at Luo Qingyin, and condensed his voice into a thin line into her ears: "Do we want to use the soul shouting?" Let's shout together, wake up the spirits here, create chaos, and then we will go in and save people. ”

"Let's see where they are." Luo Qingyin's expression was solemn, he shook his head slightly, and sent a message to Feng Junxi, "Have you seen the Tianhuang Clan?" ”

Feng Junxi's eyes were burning from the fire and roaming under the stone pillar.

The area is too big, there are too many stone pillars, and he can't find anyone where for a while.

Luo Qingyin thought for a moment and made a decision: "Let's pretend to be someone from the Tianluo Temple and go in and look for it slowly." ”

Quickly took out the black cloak and put it on, Luo Qingyin's fingers flashed rapidly, drawing a condensation array on the cloaks of the two, and in an instant, the surrounding yin qi gathered with the formation, forming a yin mist around the body.

Putting on a hood and black gloves, he restrained his breath infinitely, and between his breaths, the yin qi was permeated, which was enough to fake the guards of the Tianluo Temple.

Feng Junxi was a little disgusted: "Can I make an exception?" ”

The Tianhuang clan likes bright colors, and the fire on their bodies is just to the yang, and they naturally don't like gloomy places, so let them dress up as the guards of the Tianluo Temple, and they are a little resistant.

Luo Qingyin didn't force it: "Go separately, you are free; Go together and listen to me. ”

Feng Junxi: "......"

As he spoke, he suddenly felt a breath approaching, Luo Qingyin glanced at Zhan Fengzi, took out something and threw it into the distance, and then his body quietly melted into the darkness.

Hearing the sound, the black shadow swept towards the direction of Luo Qingyin's throw, and Zhan Fengzi suddenly dodged to follow, drawing his sword and rising!

The moment he covered the man's mouth, the sharp sword qi passed through the black shadow like lightning, and the black shadow snorted and died.

Feng Junxi saw these two women whose cultivation was obviously not very high, but their combat effectiveness was extremely strong, and then thought of the situation inside, he gritted his teeth in his heart: "I'll go with you." ”

The two of them concocted the same method and put on a black cloak, put on a black hood and black gloves, and laid a condensation array on the cloak, and in a blink of an eye, they also became guards of the Tianluo Temple.

The four of them swaggered inside.

There are also guards inside, who deliberately stay away from where the guards are standing in order to avoid being recognized.

Who knows, less than a hundred steps into it, on a stone pillar, a figure whose whole body was also wrapped in the yin fog suddenly let out a "huh" sound, and the black fog fluctuated, revealing a hideous and terrifying face: "What person?" ”

The four of them were suddenly awe-inspiring, and they all gathered their Xuan Qi and prepared to make a move.

Luo Qingyin walked in the front, but he was extremely calm, and asked instead of answering: "Are you questioning me?" ”

The figure was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stood up and shouted, "Come ......"

Before the words came out, Luo Qingyin's right hand came out of his body, freezing his mouth with lightning speed, and she swept in front of him and said softly: "You are tired, take a rest." ”

As he spoke, the poison that had been hidden quietly sprinkled on the man's body, helping the man to sit down.

The man sat and sitting, his body stiffening......

The four of them continued to move forward with their heads raised and chests held high, without squinting.

In fact, they can't look left or right.

The ghosts and wolves after the soul devoured the soul were in the ears one after another, and the snorting sound of the soul when it was devoured and the screams of the spirit before death were terrifying.

They are afraid that when they turn their heads, they will see someone they know being pulled out of their minds.

Of course, what I am even more afraid of is that the person I want to save has already been devoured by the soul!

Walking past one huge stone pillar after another, Luo Qingyin's heart suddenly moved, and the fire ants that had been sent out before were caught!

Luo Qingyin was about to forcibly take it back when he felt an incomparably familiar aura.

It's Zi Yunchen!

He came in too!

Feeling that all the fire ants had fallen into his hands, Luo Qingyin's eyes showed a glint of light, and there was a good show to watch next!

Zi Yunchen's body rampaged through the palace like a streamer.

He successfully entered the Tianluo Temple under the cover of the lake elder and the wine fairy.

The people of the Tianluo Temple hated him to the core, and he was a humanoid target wherever he went.

Simply, he directly assumed the posture of His Royal Highness King Rui Zi Yunchen and rammed through the palace, attracting firepower in the palace and providing cover for the guardians who sneaked inside.

Behind him, several tails followed.

When he rushed to a platform, four figures suddenly rushed out in front of him, standing on the only path for Zi Yunchen to advance, waiting for him with murderous energy.

Zi Yunchen stood on the platform, his purple clothes facing the wind, his eyebrows and eyes under the mask that half covered his face were cold, showing a kind of king aura that shocked the world: "Death to those who stand in my way!" ”

"Just you?" The four of them roared in unison, and the majestic Xuan Qi swept out of their bodies, converging into a black dragon with teeth and claws, attacking Zi Yunchen!

Zi Yunchen slowly raised his hand, and the purple light arc containing the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder leaped out of his body without reservation, turning into a purple giant sword and stabbing straight towards the black dragon.

Boom!

At the moment of the collision, a loud bang shook the sky, the ripples of Xuan Qi swept away like a storm, and the surrounding walls burst in the terrible impact!

The corners of Zi Yunchen's lips hooked up a cold arc, and his five fingers closed slightly, devouring the Origin Technique to absorb the power of the explosion, and the giant sword was suddenly retracted, and then roared out with even more terrifying power, hitting them hard!

Under the blow, the four of them smashed backwards against the wall, causing even greater cracks in the wall.

Zi Yunchen used the Devouring Origin Technique to the extreme, and instead of taking advantage of the victory to pursue, he continued to fly forward from the path they had given way.

His purpose is not to kill, not to fight, but to absorb all the firepower in the palace.

So, the bigger the momentum, the better.

The moment he flew off the platform, he caught a glimpse of the small fire ant in the corner out of the corner of his eye, and his heart moved, and he took the fire ant into his hand with a volley palm.

It's Luo Qingyin's Nirvana Fire!

She's here too!

At that moment, Zi Yunchen didn't know whether he was worried or helpless, but it was true that with the fire of Nirvana, his future would be much smoother.

Locking on to the main hall in front of him, Zi Yunchen flicked his fingers, and the small fire ants fell on the furniture of the main hall like a streamer: "It's burned." ”

Mao Dun Literature