Listening to the other party's series of puzzling words, Cheng Qian's face suddenly sank, and the murderous intent in his eyes became thicker and thicker, and he suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

"Hehe, can't you guess who I am? You made me suffer a lot back then, and this time I promise to make you satisfied!" the thin witch envoy still smiled grimly, and did not turn around.

Cheng Qian's mind turned when he heard this, and he really couldn't guess the other party's origin for a while, since the other party said this level, naturally he was either a friend or an enemy, so he also said unceremoniously: "Since you don't want to say it, Cheng doesn't mind searching your soul, and it will naturally be clear when the time comes!"

"Hahaha, even though you have advanced to become a god, you haven't changed at all, you still love to speak wildly, and this Taoist will give you new hatred and old hatred today. If you want to search my soul, it's up to you to see if you have the ability!"

The thin witch envoy suddenly burst into laughter, the momentum of the whole body surged up at this moment, the thin body also seemed to be blessed, becoming muscular, and the dark skin gradually turned white and tender at this moment, and a majestic Xuanyin demonic qi burst out from his body, and these demonic qi gathered and twisted above his head, forming a ghostly appearance, which looked creepy.

At the moment when the thin witch envoy changed, Cheng Qian did not hesitate to choose to strike first, since the other party lured him out, it proved that he was also a god of transformation.

I saw Cheng Qian's sleeve robe flicked, the purple light in his hand flashed, and the wind and fire purple sword appeared, followed by a shake of his left arm, and a three-color flame the size of an egg gushed out, and after a while, it was like a broken nestling spreading its wings, and a chirp rushed towards the abnormal change of the witch envoy.

The Wind and Fire Purple Blade in his hand trembled, and the 'Burning the Sky' technique was launched without warning, and as soon as Cheng Qian made a move, it was two heavens of ice and fire, one cold and one hot, and he pounced violently.

Not really close to the Witch yet. The surrounding desert suddenly divided into two polar regions, half of which was covered with thick frost, while the other half was distorted by the high temperature, as if it was about to melt.

"Good!"

The sorcerer who had changed abnormally suddenly turned around, his pale cheeks looked extremely abnormal, his eyes were full of strange red light, and he didn't see any extra movements, his right hand was slowly raised, and the muscles on his arm squirmed wildly. It looks like there are countless insects under the skin.

After only a few 'poof' sounds, countless black lines suddenly rushed out from the skin of his arm, these lines were as thick as index fingers, and the lines were bent and entangled, wrapping his entire arm, and then countless blood vessels protruded, merging with these black lines, as if these lines were living creatures with some flesh.

Almost at the same time, Zhan Jing Extreme Fire and Burning Sky Divine Power thundered. In the staggered of the double attacks, a shocking black light flashed, and then a ruthless chill instantly enveloped the radius of thousands of miles, and the sky suddenly darkened.

"Boom!"

Cheng Qian's eyes only flashed a black mark. The Burning Sky Divine Power and the Zhanjing Extreme Fire were instantly torn apart by a huge force, and the strong wind stirred up the aftermath of the Burning Sky and the Zhanjing Extreme Fire. Scattered on the scorching sand, the rain of ice and fire emitted large clouds of white smoke.

"What is this!"

Cheng Qian's pupils suddenly shrank. Because after the black mark tore through his attack, it did not disappear, but instead attacked Cheng Qian at an extremely fast speed.

Without thinking about it, Cheng Qian hurriedly put his hands in front of him and rubbed them violently, and a large piece of thunder surged out from his palm with a thunderclap, and almost instantaneously, a large thunder curtain was formed.

Immediately after that, the thunder curtain made a great effort, emitting an earth-shattering thunderstorm, and roared away towards the black mark.

"Whoa!

Countless muffled thunder resounded throughout the desert, and the multicolored divine thunder twisted and rolled, wrapping the black marks layer by layer, almost consuming a large thunder curtain to wipe out the black marks.

Witnessing this scene, Cheng Qian took a deep breath, and his body appeared in the sky with a shaky shape, his pupils shrunk and looked at the ground, and he said in surprise: "Soul snatcher!"

"Smack!"

A clapping sound came out, the wind dispersed the smoke, and the figure of the Soul Snatcher Daoist appeared, he clapped his hands, looked up at Cheng Qian and said: "I still love to play thunder so much, but these thunder powers are far from comparable back then, it seems that you have put a lot of effort into thunder over the years!"

"Haha, Cheng never expected it to be you, the Soul Snatcher, when Ziyun Mountain was farewell, you were so bitter that Cheng Mou was so miserable, and he didn't look for you to seek revenge, so you sent it to the door yourself. However, you were able to resist Cheng's attack with your cultivation in the late Yuan Infant period, which was really beyond my expectations!"

Suddenly, Cheng Qian let out a wild laugh, and seemed to be extremely surprised that he would encounter a Soul Snatcher Daoist in this situation, but after thinking about it, now that the Purple Cloud Mountain Seal Array has been broken, and the blood of the demon clan has stained Xuandong, presumably this Soul Snatcher Daoist has also been released from it, and he is also relieved.

"Now that your cultivation is higher than mine, it won't be easy to kill me, but it may be easy for me to kill you!" The Soul Snatcher Daoist looked at Cheng Qian with a cold and ruthless gaze, and said with a shake of his right arm full of black veins.

I saw his trembling right arm, the palm of his hand suddenly flashed with black light, and an illusory black blade emerged, and the relentless chill just now diffused again, and the sky became even more gloomy.

"This is the magic blade with independent consciousness back then!"

As soon as the black blade appeared, Cheng Qian's colorful pupils shrank, and he immediately recognized this thing, when he had not left Xuandong, he saw this magic blade once in Yanzhou, and he wanted to catch it at that time, but as soon as he thought that the magic blade could control the will of the monk, he immediately gave up his plan, and at that time, the magic blade also fled independently.

Seeing this ominous treasure, Cheng Qian also had to pay attention to it, and the blue light flashed in his hand, and the Heavenly Evil Divine Sword emerged.

The Soul Snatcher Daoist was able to use the late cultivation of the Yuan Infant to fight against him, and he must rely on the power of the Demon Blade, and he didn't want to capsize in the gutter.

Seeing that there was an extra blue fairy sword in Cheng Qian's hand, the Soul Snatcher Daoist's eyes flashed a trace of strangeness, and after taking a deep breath suddenly, the black blade in his hand shook, and a cold wind swept away from all around his body, and he raised his right arm, and the demon blade flashed with a strange black light, across his head.

"Heaven and earth are falling!"

The Soul Snatcher Daoist's face was not shocked, and he shouted calmly, and his right hand waved forward with the Demon Blade at an extremely slow speed, and suddenly the sky darkened, and a coercion that Cheng Qian had never seen before swept out from the Soul Snatcher Daoist's place in a frenzy.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed, the sand and rocks flew, and the entire desert began to shake violently, countless cracks appeared on the earth, and black marks appeared in the void, tearing the void apart, and the huge coercion directly enveloped Cheng Qian...... (To be continued......)