The crimson sword light was like a flash of sunlight in the half-light and half-dark room, shining and bright, accompanied by a piercing sonic boom and a clanging sound like a long dragon's scream, falling like lightning towards the man in the trench coat suspended in mid-air.

"Oh?"

A sound of surprise sounded in the ward, and the man in the trench coat suspended in mid-air turned his gaze to the crimson light that came from the knife, and a shallow look of surprise appeared on his face, but he was not slow, and when he slowly raised his hand, a layer of pitch-black color visible to the naked eye quickly spread in his palm, facing the oncoming red light.

While!

The crimson light was shaken back, and with the sound of heavy footsteps, a figure fell back to the only hospital bed in the room, looking at the trench-coat man in the sky with a wary gaze.

"Wang Ash?!"

Even if it was Jiang Feng, there was a look of surprise on his face at this moment, he couldn't imagine why Wang Yan, who had already left, would suddenly return to the ward at night and appear so coincidentally!

In fact, this is not a coincidence, after returning home, Wang Yan thought about it, and always felt that since the Tai Sui Society was able to make a move to send a different sect into the center of the city in broad daylight to attack the arrest department, then the madness of the Tai Sui Society, I am afraid there is nothing they can't do.

And Jiang Feng, as the commander of a province, must be a thorn in the side of the Tai Sui Society, now that Jiang Feng's strength has declined, he can't give full play to the combat effectiveness of the command envoy level, if it is replaced by Wang Yan is a person of the Tai Sui Society, he will definitely not let go of this excellent opportunity.

Therefore, after realizing this, Wang Yan rushed back to the ward without hesitation.

"Lao Jiang, I'll talk about it later, let's think about how to deal with this guy from the Tai Sui Society......

Wang Yan's expression was extremely solemn, his eyes staring at the suspended trench-clothed figure in mid-air, and he could feel the terrifying coercion hidden in this trench-robed figure like an undersea volcano.

This guy is definitely the scariest person he's ever seen in the real world, there's no one!

This guy is definitely a real level eight! Even Wang Yan had an illusion that even if he retrieved all the true qi in the dream world and fed it back into the real world, he would not necessarily be this guy's opponent!

"Looks like you're Ember?" The man in the trench coat looked at Wang Yan with interest, and immediately smiled with satisfaction: "It seems that there is something else to be gained this time......

"Take down the two of you, and I'm afraid my position in the guild will be ......."

Before the man in the trench coat could finish speaking, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded in his ears.

The wind was howling, and the crimson sword light and the brilliant golden qi rushed at the same time, and the momentum was huge, and it was overwhelming towards the man in the trench coat!

While the trench-robed man was speaking, Wang Yan and Jiang Feng shot at the same time with a tacit understanding, trying to launch a thunderous blow!

They didn't need to really defeat this trench coat man, they just needed to take a surprise move and force this Tai Sui Guild's eighth-level spiritual master to burst out with an energy fluctuation that truly belonged to the eighth level, which was enough to alarm the suppressor who was guarding this area!

It's just that Wang Yan and Jiang Feng's plans are naturally impossible to realize so easily in front of a true eighth-level spiritual master.

There was a pitch-black color in front of him, as if a curtain covered this place, and the half-light and half-dark moonlight disappeared, and Wang Yan and Jiang Feng seemed to be transferred from the ward in an instant, appearing in a strange world.

In sight, there was a forest full of decay, twisted and decaying trees, a fishy black river, the rotting corpses of unknown beasts, and countless tombstones standing in the soft and smelly earth, with some indescribable horror.

And the sudden attack of Wang Shen and Jiang Feng seemed to be absorbed by this black world that suddenly appeared, and they disappeared into this dark and decaying world silently, without causing half a ripple.

"It's ...... The realm of the spiritual master!"

Wang Yan

It's not a rookie who hasn't fought with a high-level spiritual master, there are already two seventh-level spiritual masters who died in his hands, and at this moment, he naturally recognizes it at a glance, this is the domain that belongs to that eighth-level spiritual master!

It's just that, unlike the seventh-level spiritual masters that Wang Ember had fought against, there was a strange sense of difference between the domain of the eighth-level spiritual masters and the seventh-level spiritual masters.

For example, if the domain constructed by the seventh-level spiritual master is a simple performance venue, with a curtain and a high platform, but there are no actors.

Then the domain constructed by this eighth-level spiritual master is completely a complete drama, with a field independent of the real world, and at the same time, there is a strange breath of life in it!

In this realm, there are living creatures!

"Be careful, although there is only one word difference between the eighth-level spiritual master and the seventh-level spiritual master, the difference in their strength is not an exaggeration to describe it as a world of difference......."

Jiang Feng's solemn voice came, he looked at the scene in front of him like a mass grave, and explained in a deep voice to Wang Yan beside him: "The eighth-level spiritual master, the spiritual power is condensed, and he already has the ability to accommodate living beings, and it is very likely that there will be creatures controlled by their spiritual power in the domain they have constructed, such as ......."

Before Jiang Feng's words were finished, a deafening roar suddenly resounded in the decaying dense forest.

As the decaying forest shook, a huge, stinking monster burst out of the dense forest, dripping with an incomprehensible gray slime that sent a pungent stench to the brain.

The monster rumbled over, and the countless tombstones under his feet were trampled on by the monster's big feet and exploded, Wang Yan and Jiang Feng hurriedly stopped the conversation, and quickly dodged to the sides, avoiding such a terrible collision of this monster.

"Hehe, you two seem to have a plan already in mind? Are you planning to force me to use my eighth-level power to alarm the suppression envoys who are patrolling several provinces nearby?"

Above the dark night sky, a figure slowly rose into the air, and behind it was a dark night as thick as ink.

He slowly opened his hands, and his tone was not hurried, "The idea is good, but there is my treasure in my domain......

As his words fell, the monster with countless slime dripping from its body slowly walked around and stood under the man in the trench coat, as if it was carrying the pedestal of the man in the trench coat.

"You two, there's no room for struggle."

The trench-coat man grinned and raised his hand to point, "Go, kill them."

Roar!

The slime monster suddenly crashed into Jiang Feng and Wang Ash, and it was only at this time that Wang Ember could see that this monster seemed to be some kind of strange beast, but it was pulled into the domain of this eighth-level spiritual master, and some unknown strange change occurred.

"I'll deal with that guy, you can drag this monster!"

Jiang Feng spoke suddenly, the golden light on his body rolled, and his aura emerged, although he was now temporarily unable to exert the combat power of the commander level, but this did not mean that he did not have any combat power.

The grandmaster-level combat power can still be exerted!

His face was extremely solemn, even if it was in his heyday, he was definitely not an opponent in the face of this true eighth-level spiritual master.

But at this moment, even if his strength plummets, he must stand up and stop the strongest spiritual master on the field!

Although his golden aura was a little dim, he did not hesitate at this moment, and when he was about to rush out, he was stopped by Wang Yan on the side.

"You deal with that monster, I'll deal with this psychic!"

When the low voice sounded in his ears, before Jiang Feng could react, he felt the figure around him flicker, and then Wang Ember had disappeared in place, rushing straight towards the man in the trench coat above the sky.

"Boy, you ......"

Jiang Feng was stunned in place, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while, you must know that this is a genuine eighth-level spiritual master, the strongest level under the Martial Saint

, more powerful than an eighth-level martial artist!

Even if Wang Yan is now able to take charge of himself and be able to fight a grandmaster-level martial artist head-on, the trickiness of an eighth-level spiritual master cannot be compared to a grandmaster-level martial artist at all!

It's just that now that Wang Ember has rushed out, it's useless to think about it anymore.

"Boy, you must hold on......

Such a thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately let out a low roar and met the huge fishy monster that came at him.

"Huh? You took the initiative to come and die?"

Above the sky, the man in the trench coat looked at Wang Yan who was rushing towards him, and a look of surprise appeared in the corners of his eyes.

But immediately, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Since you took the initiative to seek death, then don't blame me......

When the words fell, between the words he raised his hand, a large amount of pitch-black color spread out from his palm like ink, as if he had knocked over an inkwell, and the pitch-black color quickly spread, and the black seemed to have some kind of living thing, and rushed towards Wang Yan frantically.

"Stepping into the eighth level, the spiritual power has undergone earth-shaking changes, boy, although there is a life above and I can't kill you, but it is still within the permissible range to control your spirit and let you become my puppet......

He chuckled, but the next moment, the expression on his face froze.

Because he saw that his spiritual power that spread out like ink, when he was about to approach Wang Yan, it seemed to be caught in some kind of unknown restraint, and he was actually standing still, unable to spread forward a little!

Boom!

Taking advantage of this time, the sword blade buzzed, and the crimson sword light suddenly lit up!