Boom!

The antique and delicate wooden window cracked in response, and the third elder Bai Yanhu broke out of the window at an astonishing speed, and grabbed the void with the five fingers of his right hand, Ye Chuan's soul suddenly sank, and there was a feeling that it was difficult to move, and the cold wind blew on his face, and his soul was violently rippling and about to split in half.

Yin Wind Finger?

Ye Chuan was startled and quickly recognized what this was.

As expected, the old guy's cultivation is indeed a ruthless and vicious exercise. Millions of years ago, Yin Feng Finger was the natal supernatural power of a peerless demon Yin Mountain old monster, and later, he was killed by the Ghost Hand Medicine King, the founder of the Cloud Mist Sect, on the order of Ye Chuan, and this magic power also fell into the hands of the Ghost Hand Medicine King and was sealed in the Cloud Mist Sect.

Now, although the Cloud Mist Sect is declining and getting worse, the long-standing inheritance is far from being comparable to the rising sects such as Xuanding Sect and Wudun Sect, and the great divine powers passed down by the ancestors are all sealed. In particular, the peerless magic skills such as the Yin Wind Finger are superimposed on the prohibitions that only the heads of the past generations know. I don't know what means the third elder Bai Yanhu used, he actually secretly learned the magic skill of Yin Wind Finger, and also cultivated to a good realm, no wonder a slap made Aesop's soul fly away!

Ye Chuan's divine soul suddenly contracted, extremely contracted into a small group, followed by it, swelled suddenly, and broke free from the coercion of the three elders Bai Yanhu with the help of the fierce anti-shock force, and soared into the sky before the Yin Wind Finger landed on his body, driving the Yin Wind away and flying high.

"If you come, you will stay, where to go!"

The third elder, Bai Yanhu, suddenly sat down cross-legged, also out of his body, and spewed out a cyan flying sword from his mouth, and the divine soul chased after him with this natal flying sword. The divine soul swelled, faintly transformed into a huge mouth, and wanted to swallow Ye Chuan's divine soul directly!

Lunatic!

This old guy is really dead!

Ye Chuan was shocked, the out-of-body soul was already very dangerous, and the battle of the divine soul had always been a taboo for cultivators, and it was extremely dangerous. Any accident is fatal. As soon as he saw his face, he was directly out of his body, obviously, the third elder Bai Yanhu was immortal, lest he expose the scene of killing Aesop's soul.

Out of the body, you can ride the yin wind at night, and you can also control magic weapons such as flying swords. Of course, if you ride the yin wind, you can't outrun the flying sword.

Ye Chuan made a decision immediately, and his soul suddenly split into two, and then split from two to three...... In the blink of an eye, the self split into thousands and fled in all directions.

Divine Soul Splitting Dafa!

Ye Chuan also let go and cast another secret method.

Millions of years ago, this was the second best thing he had ever done to reach the pinnacle. With this move, he repeatedly evaded the killings of strong enemies, and finally stepped on the peak to become a master sage, covering the sky with one hand in the wild world. Now, cultivation is far from the peak of the previous life, but fortunately, it has broken through to the monk realm, and this technique can be barely performed.

The spirit of the third elder Bai Yanhu pounced down with a silent roar, attacking fiercely, but unfortunately, only a small part of Ye Chuan's soul was swallowed, and more fragments of the spirit escaped, and the sky above the White Tiger Mountain was cloudy.

"Come again!"

The third elder Bai Yanhu roared angrily, and his divine soul took off again, and he was about to attack again, when suddenly his divine soul was shocked. The fragment of the Divine Soul that he swallowed not only did not refine, but suddenly burned like a torch, which in turn caused his Divine Soul itself to be injured a lot. With his threefold cultivation of a real person, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable for a while, and a little blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

The third elder Bai Yanhu, whose momentum was incomparable, was suddenly shocked and did not dare to chase after him.

There are only two explanations for swallowing the enemy's Divine Soul Fragment but being injured by it, either what treasure the other party is carrying, what power is blessed on the Divine Soul Fragment, or the other party's Divine Soul level is far above his own, and he can't refine it with his own True Human Realm Quadruple Cultivation.

Refining the enemy's divine soul fragments can rob the opponent's spiritual power, and even gain insight into some of the memories and supernatural powers of many parties. But if you swallow it, you can't refine it, but you will be hurt by it, which is strict!

Bai Yanhu, the third elder who specialized in cultivating divine souls, understood the danger, and thought of the power of Ye Chuan's divine soul to suddenly split and escape in all directions, the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became, and quickly returned to his body and returned to the White Tiger Hall without saying a word. As soon as he sat down at the top of the main hall, he suddenly felt that Huo Ran turned around and spewed out the natal flying sword body.

On the wall paved with hedrons, a wisp of black smoke drilled out, slowly transforming into a black-clothed man with blurred facial features shrouded in black mist.

"See the Emissary!"

The third elder Bai Yanhu's heart trembled, and he didn't know when this black envoy had come to Baihu Mountain, and knelt down in fear.

"Bai Yanhu, you have such a little ability, watching other people's spirits slip away from under your nose?" The Black Hades Emissary's tone was cold, and he seemed to be very dissatisfied, and he was quite dissatisfied with the third elder Bai Yanhu. As soon as the big hand grasped the void, the last wisp of Ye Chuan's divine soul fragment remaining in Bai Yanhu's body was grabbed by him in his hand, turning into a faint wisp of black qi hovering on his fingertips. After a while, it slowly dissipated.

"Messenger, I ......"

Bai Yanhu was drenched in sweat, and a drop of sweat the size of a bean was dripping on his forehead.

With his true realm triple cultivation, he had no power to fight back in front of this black emissary, and he couldn't even detect how the other party did it. What realm has this Black Underworld Emissary cultivated to?

In front of the disciples, Bai Yanhu was high up, and in front of this black envoy, he was sincerely afraid that his hands and feet were cold.

"That person's cultivation is not very good, and the divine soul can only escape on the yin wind, but the grade of the divine soul is amazing, especially the move of the divine soul violently splitting and escaping, which is very, very similar to a great magical power that has long been lost in the wild world in the legend. Bai Yanhu, you don't have to blame yourself too much, don't say it's you, even if the deity himself makes a move, he may not be able to keep him, but ......"

The Black Immortal Emissary paused and said coldly: "However, you are still too careless, and you have not noticed that you have been so close to the night tour of the human spirit. There is not much time left for you, you have missed such a good opportunity for the Great Martial Arts Competition, and if you don't seize the opportunity in the future, you don't need to stay in the Cloud Mist Sect. By the way, I will tell you the latest news, Yun Feiwu, the head of the Cloud Mist Sect, will soon break out of the trap and will not be able to get out of the trap, and it is possible to rush back to the Cloud Mist Sect at any time, so you can do it yourself. In addition, no matter what method you use, you must find out the person just now, his divine soul, the deity likes it!"

The voice of the Black Emissary came faintly, turning into a wisp of black smoke and disappearing into the air, coming without a trace, and going very strangely.

Bai Yanhu, the third elder kneeling in the main hall, his face was as pale as death.

Yun Feiwu, the head of the Cloud Mist Sect, is coming back?

With his cultivation and prestige, he returned to the Cloud Mist Sect, wouldn't all his atrocities be dug up?

Bai Yanhu was in a cold sweat, and there was really not much time left for him! Many plans had to be accelerated, and he had to take risks!

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