You must know that when Yue Yi was born, Wang Qiu'er already had the realm of the Soul Emperor.

And now more than ten years have passed, although Wang Qiu'er doesn't cultivate much, but now he already has the strength of Title Douluo.

It's just that because I usually like to play, plus the reason that I have a deep background and a noble identity, I don't usually shoot much.

"Seriously, sister-in-law."

"In the Martial Spirit Palace, you are usually either eating, playing, or on the way to play."

"I really haven't seen you cultivate, and I haven't seen you make a move."

Yue Yi said very seriously, but there was a look of doubt in her eyes.

"Your sister-in-law and I go out with guards, when do you need to do it yourself."

"And meditation and cultivation or something, where is it comfortable to bask in the sun."

"But I can tell you very seriously, your sister-in-law is very strong, and her strength is on the mainland, and she can be regarded as a master."

"This Ye Yi, you saw it."

"He's like this, I don't open martial arts, I can fight five with one hand."

Wang Qiu'er showed a puffy look, stretched out her finger and pointed at Ye Yi, and said very seriously.

Ye Yi, on the other hand, showed an embarrassed, but polite smile and did not speak.

In fact, he had nothing to say.

After all, he was just a Soul Sect now.

……

Secretly, Jun Xuehan sat on a chair, holding Qianyue in his arms, quietly watching the situation below.

"Xue Han, which side do you think will win this battle?"

Qian Lingxue looked at the situation below and asked softly.

"From the current point of view, it's hard to say."

"The strength of the two sides is almost the same, whether it is in terms of the army, the soul master legion, or the top combat power, there is little difference."

"And the key to victory or defeat lies in who uses it first, and who uses the tenth-level soul guide first."

"The Silver Dragon Lance is the first soul guide we created with great effort, and the Bright Holy Sword is the soul guide I made in order to suppress the Silver Dragon Lance."

"The two complement each other, and they are also mutually reinforcing."

"The holy sword comes out first, the dragon spear wins, and the dragon spear comes out first, and the holy sword wins. Because of this, I told Grandpa Golden Crocodile to see the dragon spear and take out the holy sword. ”

Jun Xuehan said calmly.

With the strength of him and Qian Lingxue, he can clearly distinguish the strength of both sides by simply probing with his divine sense, so the answer given by Jun Xuehan is that there is no winner or loser.

In the Martial Spirit Empire, there are more than 30 Titled Douluo, and among the Evil Soul Division, the Titled Douluo has also reached about 30.

"Do you want to give Yueyi some hints, this kind of big battle is not a child's play, in case it happens to be an accident."

Qianyue asked tentatively.

"No, the gods can't interfere."

"And when you encounter difficulties, you will help, Yueyi is always a flower in the greenhouse, and she can't really grow."

"We have to believe in him, we have paved the way for Yueyi, if this is the case, we need our support to move forward, then she will not be able to become a strong person after all."

Jun Xuehan listened to Qian Lingxue's words without any hesitation to refuse, but his eyes were always looking at Yue Yi below.

"If Yueyi loses......"

"Xue Han, what are you going to do?"

Qian Lingxue looked at Jun Xuehan and asked very seriously.

"The huge Martial Soul Empire, if Yue Yi can't hold it, causing the Evil Soul Master to wreak havoc on the continent, then change people!"

"There are capable people living in it, and I think that the people left behind are only stronger than the Sun and Moon Continent."

Jun Xuehan smiled calmly and said without any care.

"Let's see, Yueyi can't lose."

Qian Ling Xue glanced at Jun Xuehan with her gaze and looked down.

"Well, for Yueyi, I have absolute information that she can't lose."

Jun Xuehan stretched his body and quietly looked at the situation below.

And with the sound of war drums, the battle below officially began.

Millions of armies stood in order, rushing out in shouts, fighting together.

And the battlefield that belonged to Title Douluo was in mid-air, and all kinds of energy and ripples were constantly spreading in mid-air.

Below, the spear of order in Yue Yi's hand trembled slightly, and the spear flowers bloomed on the tip of the spear, and two purple, four black, and six soul rings flashed under his feet, rushing directly towards the fighting army.

The spear of order in his hand was waving, without any stagnation, and every time it stabbed out, a soldier must have fallen under its spear.

And Ye Yi followed Yueyi's side, doing his best to protect Yueyi's safety.

On the walls of the Pure Snow City.

Mo Chen looked at Yue Yi below, silently walked down the wall of Pure Snow City, and walked in the direction of Yue Yi.

From his soul guide, he took out a spear with a black body, and the martial soul was released from behind, and two yellow, two purple, and one black appeared under his feet, and five soul rings appeared.

When the spear of order in Yue Yi's hand stabbed out, Ink Dust raised his hand to block Yue Yi's attack.

"Yueyi, long time no see."

"After a few years, you're getting more and more beautiful."

Mo Chen looked at Yue Yi and couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

"Hehe, it's been a long time."

"I've been waiting for this day for almost ten years!"

"The mistakes we made at the beginning can finally be remedied."

Yue Yi stretched out her hand to support the hair that fell down in front of her forehead, and she did not hide the murderous intent in her eyes.

"You're going to kill me?"

"I haven't seen you in nearly ten years, and now when you see me, you actually want to kill me?"

Mo Chen looked at the killing intent in Yue Yi's eyes, and he was very calm.

And Yue Yi didn't mean to speak at all, and the silver spear in his hand stabbed straight into the ink dust in front of him.

Mo Chen also raised the spear in his hand and met the spear stabbed by Yue Yi, and the two spears collided with each other, making a tinkling sound.

Looking at the battle between the two, Ye Yi's eyes couldn't help but be surprised, because the moves of the two were almost the same as if they were from the same family.

The only difference is that the spear used by Yue Yi seems to be handy, while the spear in Mo Chen's hand is a board and a glance, as if he is imitating someone.

"Yueyi, stop it."

"Our moves all originated from your father."

"You can't kill me, and I can't win you."

Ink dust blocked Yue Yi's spear and said softly.

"My father?"

"You shameless man who imitates my father is worthy of mentioning my father."

"Mochen, I can only say that you are just imitating nondescript."

Yue Yi chuckled, and the spear of order in his hand conjured up nine gun shadows, pressing against the ink dust in front of him.

"Dragonlance Storm!"

"Thousands of miles of blood!"

"Soul Suppression!"

The silver spear in Yue Yi's hand changed slightly, and his self-created soul technique was unleashed.

(End of chapter)