As the spear of the Sealing Hall Lord pierced out, a piercing roar rang out in the place that seemed empty.

After the sound, Duanmu's hateless figure appeared in front of the Seal Hall Lord again.

"Seal Lao'er! I really underestimate you! Now, let you taste my most powerful peerless 'Yin Soul Slash'!" The coldness in Duanmu's hateless eyes was even stronger.

"Hmph! Since ancient times, evil has been invincible, and with your little bit of side-by-side kung fu, you are embarrassed to show off!" "The Sealing Hall Lord snorted and said disdainfully.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Duanmu Wuxian stopped arguing with the Seal Hall Master, let out a piercing sneer, and slowly pressed the machete in his hand across his chest.

Although he said it easily, the seal hall master's heart was extremely clear that Duanmu Wuxian's strength was not below him, and the peerless skill he was preparing to perform at the moment, if he didn't deal with it carefully, I was afraid that he would really have to suffer a big loss, so when he saw Duanmu Wuxian put the long knife across his chest, he also slowly raised the spear in his hand, and pointed at Duanmu Wuxian obliquely.

The actions of the Sealing Hall Lord seemed random, but if you looked closely, you would find that his seemingly natural movements were able to deal with every next move of Duanmu Wuxian in a timely manner.

Invulnerable! Yes, the actions of the Sealing Hall Master at this time can only be described as invulnerable, if Ah Shan was here, he would definitely be surprised to find that the actions of the Sealing Hall Master at this moment were extremely similar to the Amazing Spear Technique he had cultivated.

Looking at the actions of the Sealing Hall Master, a trace of cold murderous intent flashed in Duanmu Wuxian's eyes, and he silently injected the true qi in his body into the machete in his hand.

With the injection of Duanmu's hatless true qi, the machete in his hand, which originally seemed to be unremarkable, gradually glowed with a terrifying dark blue light.

Duanmu Hatless injected more and more true qi into the machete, and the faint blue light became stronger and stronger, and finally. There were several hideous heads of unjust souls formed around the machete, and those unjust souls seemed to have suffered great pain, and one by one they opened their mouths and let out silent screams, which looked extremely evil.

"Thousand Souls Sacrifice Knife!" Seeing the phantom of the unjust soul on the machete in Duanmu Wuxi's hand, even though it was a well-informed Seal Hall Master. I couldn't help but exclaim.

The so-called Thousand Souls Sacrifice Knife is an extremely evil method of refining weapons among the people of the evil sect, and the refiners have to arrest the souls of thousands of masters before refining weapons, and torture those souls with all kinds of vicious means to make them angry, and then select the thousand souls with the strongest resentment among them to seal into the refining weapons, so that the resentful power of those souls will be attached to the weapons.

A weapon forged from the Thousand Souls Sacrifice Sword. It can be said to be the treasure of cult cultivators, because the exercises they practice on weekdays will naturally breed evil aura, and under the nourishment of that evil aura, the ferocity of those souls with resentment will become heavier and heavier, so that the power of the weapon will continue to increase. Thus multiplying the power of the weapon.

Hearing the Seal Hall Lord call out the refining method of the weapon in his hand, an extremely grim smile appeared on Duanmu Wuxian's face: "Seal the old man." I have a good eye, I can recognize the refining method of the weapon in my hand at a glance, now, you can taste the power of my weapon refined through the Thousand Souls Sacrifice Knife!"

After speaking, Duanmu shouted without hatred, and his figure jumped out suddenly. Wielding the machete in his hand, he attacked the Lord of the Sealing Palace.

Thousand Soul Sacrifice Knife, this method of refining weapons is extremely evil, but the weapon refined in this way is also very powerful, and Duanmu's hateless machete is struck out. The Sealing Hall Master felt a wave of evil aura surging towards him.

The evil force carried Duanmu Wuxi's powerful true qi, forming an incomparably powerful shock wave, rushing towards the Sealing Hall Lord like a tide.

Facing Duanmu Wuxie's powerful blow, the face of the Sealing Hall Lord became solemn, and he let out a loud shout, frantically injecting the true qi of his whole body into the spear, and stabbed at Duanmu Wuxie.

A little bit of gunfire, like a twinkling star, quickly slammed into Duanmu Wuxie's machete with the phantom of the resentful soul, and let out a sharp crashing sound.

The strength of the Seal Hall Lord is compared to Duanmu Wuxi, it is between the two princes, after a big battle, although each party wants to solve the other party as soon as possible, but, because the difference in strength is not very big, no one can get their wish, fighting, and falling into a stalemate.

However, although the strength of the Sealing Hall Lord is not much different from Duanmu Wuxie, those Templars of the Sealing Temple are not enough, and the huge distance in numbers makes each of them have to face several opponents who are superior to them, and under the fierce attacks of those strong people, they will soon fall into many crises.

Seeing that the people of the temple were in danger, the Lord of the Sealing Hall was anxious, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only watch countless Templars fall under the attack of the Secret Cultivator.

Time went by, and the number of Templars on the battlefield became smaller and smaller.

"No! if this continues, we will all have to die here!" The Lord of the Sealing Hall looked at the Templar Legion that had lost nearly 10,000 people in the blink of an eye, and there was a hint of determination in his eyes.

"The Templar Legion obeys the order!!Attack with all your might, prepare to break through!" the Seal Hall Lord shouted.

"Seal Lao'er, it's useless, how can your little people break through our encirclement and obediently tie up your hands!" Duanmu laughed smugly.

"Hmph, you want me to be caught, you don't have that much ability!" The Sealing Hall Master's spear swept away the long knife that Duanmu Wuxian slashed at a little, and took a big step back, "I think, in order to deal with me, you should have used the main force of the Secret Cultivation Sect to set up an ambush! I don't know if you will be heartbroken if I destroy these people of yours." ”

The faint smile on the face of the Seal Hall Lord made Duanmu feel a little uneasy in his heart.

"What does the Seal Old Man want to do?" Seeing the extremely confident smile of the Seal Hall Master, Duanmu Wuxian began to wonder, what was the reason why the Seal Hall Master was so confident?

Just when Duanmu Wuxian was puzzled, the Sealing Hall Lord suddenly put away the spear in his hand, changed it back to its original scepter, and then raised it high above his head.

"Seal God from another time and space......" The voice of the Seal Hall Lord resounded throughout the canyon. (To be continued......)