His complexion changed sharply, and Xiao Chen turned around and left. Helplessly, the body was sluggish due to the fetters of the pool liquid, and in the blink of an eye, the remnant soul of the moth had already swooped into the face and penetrated the body.

"Uhh

With a low roar, Xiao Chen suddenly felt a splitting headache, as if he was being stabbed by a steel needle.

"Whew!"

Hundreds of meters above, the "roar" of the drought fish rose sharply, and it actually dived quickly despite the pressure of the evil qi of the sea eye at the bottom of the abyss.

At the same time, Xiao Chen, who looked pained, endured the severe pain and tried his best to float upward.

Although the remnant soul of this moth is weak, it is by no means something that he can fight with only in the realm of iron corpses, and if there is a drought to help, there may still be a chance.

"Hmph, little iron corpse, still trying to fight......?

As the cold words of the moth Jiao sounded from his mind, the sharp pain soared instantly, Xiao Chen's body flickered, only more than 100 meters upward, and as soon as his eyes were dark, his body suddenly slumped due to his consciousness falling into a coma.

At this moment, the drought demon led the silver corpse and the enslave was already approaching.

The intense aura of corpses quickly eroded their bodies. The silver corpse's body glowing with a faint silver glow seemed to be soaked in sulfuric acid, and the silver glow on the surface of the body quickly dimmed, and the body seemed to be dissolving, and some black spots appeared.

The mysterious powder mist that surrounded the Dryfish suddenly swung, expanding the enveloping area, and soon enveloping the figure of the Silver Corpse Immortal Slave.

The speed at which the powder mist faded immediately increased slightly.

"Whew!"

The blood-colored bone spear shook, and the black strange fire around the head of the spear rushed forward, falling towards Xiao Chen's head, and drilling into the "Heavenly Spirit" above his head.

Xiao Chen's sea of knowledge.

When a strange red glow was about to completely envelop a much dimmer pale blue light, a black strange fire suddenly drilled in.

"Immortal Corpse Flame, this is something unique to the ancestors of the Ancient 'Four Corpse Ancestors'...... Who the hell are you!"

The crimson light fluttered for a while, and the moth was surprised and inexplicable, and a wisp of consciousness fluctuations spread out, rolling towards the drought.

At the same time, the black fire was already approaching.

The faint red glow turned by the remnant soul of the moth flickered, and he was obviously very afraid of this so-called "pre-immortal corpse flame", and after a little hesitation, he gave up the pale blue light that was about to be completely wrapped by it, and hurriedly avoided the corner of the sea of knowledge.

The black corpse flame was like a maggot attached to the bone, and it shook slightly.

"Hmph, the same existence in the primeval world, if it weren't for the great loss of the deity's soul sense, how would you be afraid of you, the pre-immortal corpse flame with incomplete power?"

With a cold snort, the moth hated and hated, seeing that the black flame was unmoved, the dark red soul fire flickered, and suddenly made a big move: "In this case, even if the deity is completely destroyed, I have to pull this kid as a backing ......"

In the midst of the roar, the soul fire of the moth suddenly burst out, and its breath soared by three points in the blink of an eye, and with a devastating momentum, it slammed head-on towards the black flame.

Faintly, there was a touch of even more dim, only the glow of the glow of the red soul fire was instantly separated, its speed was like thunder, flying in the opposite direction, and Xiao Chen's sea of knowledge burst out in the blink of an eye.

"Boom!"

The crimson soul fire collided with the black corpse flame attached to the bones, and a huge energy was instantly generated, stirring away with a momentum of destroying everything, Xiao Chen's sea of consciousness shook violently, as if it would completely disintegrate in the next moment.

"Wow!"

Almost at the same moment, it seemed to sense the crisis, and in the depths of the sea, the black and white pisces-shaped spherical light cluster the size of a pigeon's egg, which had been quietly suspended in the air, was transformed by the "Kurong Ancient Technique", and instantly shone brightly and turned wildly.

Strands of filaments quickly stretched out of the light. Each filament was covered with countless even smaller weird runes, which looked extremely wonderful, and a kind of ancient vicissitudes of life diffused out.

The color is black and white, and it is tens of millions.

These innumerable filaments seemed to carry spirituality, forming an encirclement momentum, wrapped around the center point where the soul fire and the corpse flame collided.

The raging energy storm was quickly swept away, entangled, and absorbed by countless filaments, quickly pulling back into the wildly rotating ball of Pisces light.

As soon as the crisis erupted, it was resolved!

The space of Zhihai was deserted again, and the remaining black flames and soul flames after the collision, along with the huge energy that erupted during the collision, were instantly devoured.

Only the faint blue light that represented the will of Xiao Chen's soul body floated leisurely, and it seemed that he had not yet woken up.

Not far away, the black and white ball of light was spinning faster and faster!

Wisps of black gossamer swam out again, like tentacles, slowly stretching out of the sea space, and countless black and white tiny runes on the surface of the gossamer flickered from time to time, like a rain falling on the long-arid earth, spreading towards the flesh and blood of his body.

......

"Poof!"

The drought's body trembled, and he stumbled suddenly.

At the tip of the bone spear in his hand, the black flame of the canopy was even more flickering, like a candle flame in the wind, almost extinguished.

Even the pink mist that surrounded its body dimmed in an instant, and it quickly retracted, exposing the body of the silver Stygian Slave to the sinister liquid once again.

"Uh......"

The Silver Corpse Snorted, its body corroding at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, the flesh had melted away, revealing the bones and internal organs with hidden silver spots.

The flesh and blood on the chest melted, revealing a fist-sized hole, and the left chest cavity that should have been the heart was empty, but there was a silver soul fire swaying slowly, the soul fire was extremely dim, and the surface was covered with a layer of golden secret lines, which was completely suppressed.

At the same time, a bit of firefly red light quickly burst out of Xiao Chen's mind.

It was a wisp of remnant soul fire of the moth, at this moment, it actually gave people a feeling of fleeing in panic, as soon as he escaped from Xiao Chen's body, he rushed towards the behemoth corpse on the side in a panic.

In the middle of nowhere, it seemed that he sensed something, like a firefly soul fire, and in the next moment, he turned his direction and rushed towards the silver corpse and the underworld.

To be precise, it should have pounced on its chest, which had been fused with a large hole in the fist.

The intense "corpse aura" continued and rapidly corroded the body of the silver ghost, and the speed at which the flesh and bones melted was visible to the naked eye.

Before the soul fire of the moth could get closer, all the muscles and flesh had completely disappeared, turning into a silver bone skeleton.

"Boom!"

The faintly silvery skeleton collapsed in only a split second, completely scattered.

A pale canopy of silver flames erupted from its chest, and the golden runes covering its surface suddenly glowed.

"Damn, who is it that destroyed my slave?"

If Xiao Chen had already woken up at this moment, he would definitely be able to hear that the owner of the voice was none other than Song Zishu's master Song Zhang, the "Emperor Golden Corpse" powerhouse who was known as the first person of the three generations of the Underworld Corpse Sect.

If you want to get a dark slave, you must take a wisp of divine consciousness and refine it.

The silver glow in the chest cavity of the silver corpse is the ontological soul fire born after the underworld slave has been successfully refined.

The golden secret pattern covered by its surface is the remnant of Song Zhang's divine consciousness that was differentiated when he tempered the Immortal Slave. Usually it exists in the form of strange runes, completely imprisoning the soul fire of the silver corpse.

At this moment, I think it was sensing the death of the Immortal Slave, and when the crisis was approaching, I was suddenly shocked.

"Phew!"

The glow-like red soul fire of the moth slammed into it, and the moment it touched the golden secret pattern, there was a faint sound of flames burning water.

As far as the moth is concerned, whether it is this golden secret pattern or the silver soul flame that is bound and imprisoned by it, it is obviously the best "tonic" to repair the soul consciousness, and now that its divine sense is greatly damaged and the soul fire is dim, it is naturally impossible to let it go.

"Uhh......h

A painful snort sounded, and the light of the previous masterpiece of the golden secret pattern quickly dimmed.

This thing was born in the ancient wilderness, and although there is only a faint remnant soul left, it still contains a trace of the power of the "ancient ancestors" and other existences.

Just like the "pre-mortem flame" of the drought, since it was born at the beginning of the primeval flood, its soul has already contained a touch of "innate power".

Also called "supernatural powers"!

It is the mysterious abilities of those primeval ancestors who were born in the flood period, because of the luck and grace of the beginning of heaven and earth.

It is said that if you cultivate your "supernatural powers" to the extreme, you can even incarnate one of the ten thousand laws that operate heaven and earth, and you can say that you are doing your way for the heavens.

Although the current moth Jiao is far from reaching that realm, and its soul sense is greatly damaged, and its talent "supernatural power" is incomplete, it was once an "ancient fierce beast" that enjoyed the blessing of the atmosphere of "the beginning of heaven and earth".

Even though he is dying, it is not a fragment of Song Zhang's soul consciousness that can be humiliated!

As the golden secret pattern quickly dimmed, the soul fire of the moth Jiaojiao, which had devoured a little soul power, was slightly relievable, and without hesitation, it suddenly turned back, wrapping around the silver flame covered by the golden veins and rushing towards the corpse.

In order to fear the long-term change, the remnant soul of the moth Jiao obviously planned to escape back to the original hiding place, and then devour the flame of Song Zhang's soul consciousness and the silver corpse Immortal Slave.

"Whoosh!"

Like a flash of lightning, the remnant soul of the moth was close to the corpse in the blink of an eye.

In the next moment, just as it was about to escape into the hidden head of Jiao, Xiao Chen, who was in a coma not far from the side, suddenly had a surge of breath. The closed eyes suddenly opened, and in a trance, there seemed to be a cold glow bursting out from his eyes, and there seemed to be a strange light intertwined between black and white that was fleeting, piercing into the soul fire of the moth, and escaped into the head of the dragon with it.

Thousands of miles away, the Second Elder of the Underworld Corpse Sect "Wind Doesn't Melt" the depths of a certain skeleton island where the Cave Mansion is located.

"Poof!"

The first person of the three generations of disciples, Song Zhang, a powerhouse in the realm of the "Emperor Rank Golden Corpse", opened his mouth and spewed out a golden blood arrow.

"Who is it...... Destroy my soul sense?"

In the exclamation, Song Zhang's face was shocked, and his momentum immediately shrank.

The pros and cons of this thing are half of the pros and cons.

Although the fragment of divine consciousness that was cut out during the tempering process could completely control it, if the Immortal Slave was destroyed, its master would suffer some backlash damage.

The higher the level of the Immortal Slave, the stronger the power of the Counter-Devourer.

Song Zhang's underworld slave has reached the realm of the emperor-level silver corpse, and has been tempered for many years.

Raising his hand to wipe a few drops of golden blood from the corner of his mouth, Song Zhang's face was gloomy, and he quickly sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes.

Although the fragment of soul consciousness that was differentiated has been destroyed, even if it is thousands of miles apart, in the dark, the origin of the same sect will have a slight sense.

Even if you can't see everything, you should at least know who your opponent is.

A moment later, Song Zhang's eyes opened sharply, and a monstrous flame of anger rose from his angry eyes.

"Little brute, it's actually you again? seriously injured my son, destroyed my underworld, this revenge is not avenged, my Song Zhang is in vain as an emperor-level golden corpse!"

With a flicker of his figure, Song Zhang quickly swept out of the cave, and his body turned into an obscure golden mang, and fled towards the "Corpse Island", the important place of the sect......