With the two of them fighting each other, the void here has already been completely distorted.

That silver soul is really terrifying, and the power that permeates it is completely beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, standing here, he seems to be the center of all things in the universe, filled with an eternal atmosphere.

"Is that all?"

Standing high in the sky, the soul of this silver creature spoke calmly, and it didn't seem to mean too much pain.

Seeing this scene, the weasel's face gradually became cautious.

"Your attack is good, but in the end it's not much use."

Shaking his head slightly, he shook his arm slightly.

The surging vitality began to surge out of his wound, but it was only a short moment, and all the traces on the original soul dissipated.

The gray ash all fell off and fell into skin, losing its vitality.

But at the same time, he also forced the weasel into his body, cutting off the power of the soul power, so that he would no longer interfere with his recovery.

It's just another time to breathe, and this silver soul is back to its most perfect state.

The originally disordered aura has also returned to its peak.

The gap between his arms and palms was still white and shiny, as clear as jade.

"If you haven't reached the real immortal, you will never understand this realm, even if you have the magic weapon left by Nuwa Niangniang, you will not be able to control it at all, and you really think that Ling is also the first emperor of the ancient era, how many can you make a killing move through the impact of the magic weapon? I can easily avoid the most terrible shocks, and no matter how you consume them, it's only a dead end. ”

"Don't waste so much energy in vain, these treasures will be of a lot of use to me, and they can give you a happy death."

Standing high in the sky, this soul spoke, although he was injured in the previous battle, it did not have any effect on him, and he didn't care.

The weasel was also a little silent at this time, and he had already noticed the gap between the two, this one soul was not at the same level as the one he had killed before.

When he dealt with that soul at the beginning, he didn't even use many magic weapons, but the original power of the Empress Niangniang's picture scroll easily suppressed and killed him.

But now, he used his strongest strength, even at the expense of damaging his own magic weapon, using the precious jade slip as fuel consumption, and only partially inflicted damage on it.

You can't do much damage, let alone kill it.

The souls of the three gods seemed to realize something, and they were indifferent, gradually approaching the front, their eyes deep.

Although they didn't take weasels in their eyes, they were still extra cautious about Nuwa Niangniang's paintings.

This is one of the most powerful magic weapons recognized by the endless years, and it has the power to conquer the heavens and the earth, no matter how cautious it is, it is not an exaggeration.

In order to avoid long nights and dreams, their actions were very tacit, and after a short hesitation, they went out here together, acting together, suppressing the weasel with the most absolute power, and taking away the ancient picture scroll of that one directly from his hands.

As for how exactly they should be distributed, that's what follows.

"Brush!"

The formation that had been painstakingly arranged did not cause much use, but the weasel was not wiped out.

In the face of the attack of the three spirits, he moved around, tossing and turning, constantly dodging, constantly fleeing from their attacks.

On the other side, the souls of the three gods sneered.

"Run, no matter how you run, where can you escape?"

"After all, even if you have the magic weapon of the primeval era to help, are you just this strength?"

"But in this case, you dare to go to war with us, call me a dead immortal, and threaten to send us to death? It's ridiculous. ”

"When I saw you swear and find us confidently, I thought you had some strong strength, but in the end, it was just such a little means, and it was really unashamed, ants."

Constant pursuit, constant attack, in this process, the three souls are extremely bland, and they don't take the weasel in the distance to heart at all.

They kept offering flowers and covering the sky with their palms one after another, crushing down towards the weasel, and basically all their attention was on the top of Nuwa Niangniang's picture scroll.

As long as they can take this, there will be nothing left on the entire earth to threaten them.

At that time, the sky is high and the fish can jump, and the sea is wide and the birds can fly.

The weasel also clearly saw the thoughts of the three of them, and he turned away without saying a word, knowing that it was too difficult to fight the souls of these three gods on his own.

Whether it was arranging the formation or catalyzing the power in it through the magic weapon, it could not cause them much damage.

He had to find the right way to target, he had to find a way to attack the soul.

Nuwa Niangniang's picture scroll was bright, the luster was surging, all kinds of streamers, mysterious, and suddenly exploded in his body.

He turned around quickly, quickly dodged, and cooperated with Nuwa Niangniang's picture scroll, pushing his speed with all his might, and instantly raised his progress to the limit.

Seeing this scene, the souls of the three immortals were very quiet at first, but after waiting for the weasel to run away from the cosmic starlight, he was a little less calm.

The universe is so big, although they have reached the realm of immortals, they can sail in the universe for thousands of miles.

But the former also has Nuwa Niangniang's picture scroll as a killer feature.

Once they rushed into the starry sky, they were really afraid that they might lose the weasel!

After all, with the help of the magic weapon, his speed of action was too fast and too fast, like a ray of light, constantly moving and shifting!

The weasel's speed was so fast that he knew that it would be impossible to compete with him with his current means, and it would be so difficult to fight with just one, let alone the spirits of the three gods attacking him in one go.

Between the flow of light, he kept dodging and thinking about strategies to deal with it.

All kinds of terrifying fluctuations swept towards him as if they didn't want money, and during this period, the ancient picture scroll of Nuwa Niangniang was also filled with terrifying heaven and earth aura, constantly nourishing him, allowing him to have endless energy, escape from here, low-grade attacks, and not be traumatized.

But his strength is still too low after all, even with the help of Nuwa Niangniang's picture scroll, the souls of those three immortals also used their own means to lock him to death.

Like a maggot with a bone, no matter how far he escapes or where he hides, he can always chase him down and find him at the first time.

"It's useless, you can't get away at all, you're destined to die in this world."

The vast streamer filled the heavens and the earth, and the souls of the three gods were also constantly making moves in the process of pursuit, every move was ruthless, and every move was going to the weasel's life.

They don't have any hands left, and the energy and fluctuations emitted by any move, if they hit, they can shatter the sky and collapse the meteorite.

Eventually, the weasel was cornered, and with a roar, he activated an ancient altar here with the help of the power of Nuwa Niangniang's scroll, opening a set of brilliant passages, and came to a vast ocean, standing under the vast starry sky, gasping for breath.

But how strong are the three gods? The formation condensed by Nuwa Niangniang, although it only appeared for a moment, they still remembered it firmly.

They used the same means in the high sky, completely copied and copied every detail of this formation, the runes flashed, almost the same as the two, after a closer look, they quickly deduced the coordinates of the weasel's goal, and followed the pursuit.

The figure flashed, and these two figures also reached the top of the nine heavens.

The blue waves were rolling, and the weasel continued to advance according to the route in his memory, running the ancient cultivation method, and frantically advancing towards certain areas.

He wanted to resonate and find the original Changbai Mountain, so as to suppress the three gods.

He even hoped to draw out the countless terracotta warriors and horses that were guarding the ruins of Changbai Mountain.

These terracotta warriors are clearly extraordinary, each one as tall as a mountain like a god.

If they can make a move together and suppress the three immortal souls, it is obvious that they have a great chance of winning.

It's just that these things are not subject to his will.

When he came to this ocean and looked for Changbai Mountain, he found that this area had already changed, there was nothing, and he was almost killed on the spot several times.

Even if there was a picture scroll of Nuwa Niangniang, he was still injured a lot, and he almost fell on the spot.

"It's useless, you've already stepped into the final area, you can't escape at all, why bother? It's doomed to be a dead end. ”

Above the endless oceans and mountains, weasel is still desperately looking for the place where Changbai Mountain was originally located according to the records in his memory.

It frantically ran all kinds of supernatural spells, hoping to resonate with Changbai Mountain and find that area.

It's a pity that in the end, there is still nothing, a void.

Even in the process of escaping, he was accidentally swept by the weasel with his tail.

The god trembled on the spot, and the whole body crackled in a burst of sound, and fell to the earth, making a loud bang, and I don't know how many mountains, rivers and lakes were smashed.

Seeing this scene, the souls of the three gods, their eyes began to shine, extremely hot, they all felt that the weasel at this time had entered the end of the crossbow, and with just a little more effort, this ancient magic weapon that had existed since the primeval times might fall into their control.

The weasel was embarrassed and desperate, and was constantly hit by the souls of these three immortals.

Their methods are so weird that many of them are unseen and unheard of by the Weasel Sword.

Even with the help of Nuwa Niangniang's picture scroll, he couldn't dodge it at all.

His face began to grow ugly, and if he continued like this, he was doomed to die, and the way of death would definitely be very miserable.

The true body of the unicorn, which had been condensed with great difficulty, also flashed again.

He tried his best here, but in the end it didn't have much effect, which made the weasel sigh in his heart.

In this big war, there is really a deep sense of powerlessness, stepping on the end of the road, there is no hope, and fighting against the souls of the three gods with his own strength, there is no light at all.

The weasel fled the area and fled farther away, shuttling and leaving, looking for the final chance of victory.

In this process, the three strong men in the back continued to pursue and fight, and many of their strength were blocked by Nuwa Niangniang's picture scroll.

But even the little aftermath that was not stopped also made him tremble, vomit blood, and almost die on the spot on the road.

"Keep running for your life, it's interesting, I'd love to see how far you can escape, I love this game of hunting, watching you die in panic like a beast."

On the high control, the golden skeleton spoke like this, and in the middle below, the weasel spat out a mouthful of blood, and the serious light became more and more determined.

After a short period of thought, he finally decided to go somewhere.

If it weren't for the lack of choice, he really didn't want to come here, and it was more of a lucky luck to escape from here at first, but now there is really no way, if he continues to be entangled like this, he will inevitably die.

"Okay, if you want my life, go ahead, even if I die, I will take you with me to bury you. You will experience true despair, horror and helplessness! ”

The weasel roared and became fierce all his life, and went away into the distance like a meteor.

But at the same time, the weasel had a little regret in his heart, but it was a pity that there were only three gods here, not all seven gods arrived together.

Otherwise, if you rely on the special nature of that place, you may be able to solve it all together.

But now he can't take care of so much, and if he doesn't solve these three spirits quickly, he will only die.

A streamer spread the powerful breath of life, constantly passing through the earth, and its speed was extremely fast, like an afterimage, quickly passing through the mountains.

In the process of escaping for his life, the weasel is still constantly attacking, constantly resisting, and at the same time condensing various formations and various runes in the surrounding void.

That place was too far away, and only with these formation runes could he teleport to that area.

After all, the current earth is far from being as small as it once was, and if he wants to run to that place by his own strength, it will take at least ten days.

And in these more than ten days, he has already died I don't know how many times.

(End of chapter)