The cold night is bleak, and the cold light is reflected on the gray earth, like a layer of frost spread in the vast distance.

In the endless darkness, there was the howling of the wind, mourning and mourning.

Although the deputy hall master of the west hall was solved, everyone's hearts were very heavy.

The news delivered by Fan Lijiang was like a basin of cold water, extinguishing the fire of hope.

"It seems that there is only a frontal attack. Yang Kuanping wiped the sharp thorn, and her eyes gradually became cold.

She came here to destroy the Soul Emperor and get that Soul Bead, and nothing could stop her decision to save her husband.

Ruan Ruan also understood that the Soul Emperor had to be killed in order to lead everyone out of this space, and the current situation was already difficult to ride a tiger.

You can't hesitate too much, and now that the news has not yet spread, it is the best time to launch an attack.

"Inform everyone, the Soul Warehouse is assembled. Ruan Ruan gave this order.

Facing the Soul Emperor this time, it will be the most difficult battle.

The final victory depends on the level of strength.

Everyone must be mobilized to participate in this battle, and there is no escaping the life and death of everyone.

The procession marched silently through the night.

The monks of the east and north halls also arrived at the same time, and when the sky broke down, they all gathered in the soul warehouse.

The forces of all parties combined, there were thousands of monks, and they had all released the control of the soul beast and quietly waited for Ruan Ruan's deployment.

"We are about to storm the West Hall and kill the most terrifying Soul Emperor. We know nothing about its power, and we can only see the dawn of victory if we unite as one. Ruan said in a loud voice.

His voice echoed through the soul chamber, clearly reaching the ears of every monk.

Next to Ruan Ruan stood Yang Kuanping, the hall master of the South Palace, and the North Hall Hall in a black robe.

After the lord of the North Hall was defeated by Ruan Ruan, he was imprisoned in the North Temple, and Ruan Ruan specially released him for this operation.

The hall master of the north hall had shown repentance before, but Ruan Ruan still gave him a chance to atone for his sins. The soul mother who controlled him was destroyed, and his sanity returned to normal.

In this crucial battle, one more person is one more strength.

"No matter where you come from, now we have to face a common enemy. Destroying the Soul Emperor is our only chance to escape this space. ”

Ruan Ruan's tone was full of pride, and he had to show firm confidence and mobilize everyone's fighting spirit.

Seeing the enthusiasm of anticipation in everyone's eyes, Ruan Ruan's emotions also became excited.

"We used to be driven by desire, reduced to tools driven by soul beasts. Now is the time to prove ourselves, and we must use our own strength to fight for the direction of freedom. ”

The experiences of this place came to the minds of the people, who had no ability to change their fate and live a life that was worse than death. Now with the guidance of the teenager, the road to home is at your feet.

"Destroy the Soul Emperor and return to your hometown. Impassioned voices rang out from the crowd.

Everyone shouted loudly, and the emotions that had been suppressed for too long were finally completely released at this moment.

"We can only win, not lose. We must overcome the fear in our hearts, and we must persevere to the end, even if the last drop of blood is shed. ”

Ruan Ruan knows the cruelty of war, and only by building a tenacious and unyielding team can he overthrow the hegemony of the soul beast.

Casualties are inevitable, but morale must not be depressed.

These people come from all over the world, and they have nothing to do with each other. They have suffered humiliation here, and they have witnessed too many lives and deaths, and many of them have survived by stepping on other people's corpses. It is undoubtedly very difficult to unite them into a force.

The human heart is unpredictable.

Even the closest comrades-in-arms, faced with a life-and-death situation, cannot be completely trusted.

The current situation does not have much time to grind, and only by awakening their desire for freedom can they unleash their potential and devote themselves to this battle.

"Are you ready?" Ruan Ruan exclaimed.

The Soul Suppression Star Tower in his hand was raised high, blooming with ten thousand rays of light, like a round of sun rising, illuminating the entire soul warehouse.

Everyone present had seen the power of this magic weapon in his hand. Those terrifying soul beasts were absorbed by this tower and turned into ashes.

This Soul Suppression Star Tower lifted their control and freed them from their pain, and was their most effective weapon against soul beasts.

Everyone's face was full of enthusiasm, and it was as if they could see the door of their home slowly opening towards them.

Return to your hometown.

It is only after a life of displacement that this desire grows.

The moon is the hometown of Ming.

This is not only a feeling, but also a beautiful vision.

The slogan "Go home, go home, I want to go home!" spread through the crowd like a spell.

The longing in everyone's heart turned into a touching piece of music that was injected into the heart that had dried up for a long time.

They forget about the impending danger, the blood boils in their bodies, and the strong belief in returning home becomes the driving force that pushes them forward.

"Then, now, march towards the West Temple!" Ruan Ruan shouted loudly, as if beating the war drum of attack.

Thousands of monks marched in the direction of the west hall and embarked on a journey.

The building of the west hall is the most majestic, occupying a radius of hundreds of miles, and looks like a sea urchin covered with spikes from a distance.

Thousands of people marched in unison, quickly gathering in front of the main hall.

The leader of the West Temple went to the camp and summoned the monks of the West Temple, who were still confused.

After the death of Fan Lijiang, their soul beasts had already lost control, and no one dared to act rashly.

Years of enslavement have accustomed them to this situation, and they are not aware of the coming great war.

Seeing the dense crowd in front of the main hall, I realized that this was an opportunity to turn over. They joined the crowd without hesitation and became a new force in the ranks.

The monk's team expanded to more than 5,000 people, and looking at the door of the black hole, Ruan Ruan gave the order to attack.

The huge hall door opened, and Ruan Ruan, Yang Kuanping and Zhang Huiliang rushed to the front, leading a group of monks into the main hall.

In the vast hall, a long staircase leads to a high platform.

On the high platform, there was a man sitting upright, his whole body was shrouded in green mist, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

"You don't go to work, but gather here, do you want to die? His voice was like the friction of gold and iron, without the slightest emotion.

"Should I call you the Lord of the West Palace, or His Majesty the Soul Emperor. Ruan Ruan took out the Soul Suppression Star Tower and looked ahead with a solemn expression.

The man found that he had lost the connection with the various primordial gods, and the green mist around him kept fluctuating.

"You have escaped from my control, who dares to disobey my will. The man said fiercely.

"You're banished here, trying to control more people in order to achieve your purpose of crossing the barrier. We're here to crush it all today, including you!"

Ruan Ruan's hand holding the Soul Suppression Star Tower was firm and powerful, and the runes on the tower were faintly lit up.

Yang Kuanping clenched the sharp spikes, and a cold light flashed.

Zhang Huiliang took out the black bell and stood beside Ruan Ruan.

There was no turning back from the bow.

The big war in front of us is inevitable, and it is an indissolvable grudge.

"Bear my boundless wrath, lowly human. ”

The man stood up, his body peeking out of the green mist.

This is no longer a human face, his entire face is covered with green antennae, which looks like a skinned cactus.

He raised his two hands and waved them lightly in the air.

The green mist around him condensed into a huge aura, enclosing everyone inside.

Green soul beasts of various forms rushed towards everyone.

The monks on the edge were the first to let out a miserable cry, they had no means to restrain the soul beasts, and the green mist was contaminated, and it immediately invaded their bodies.

The soul beasts quickly took control of the monks' primordial spirits, and they chewed greedily, and there was a rustling sound in the space, as if silkworms were eating.

The eyes of the controlled monks were dead to ashes, and they watched as their primordial gods were devoured, but they had no power to resist.

The Soul Suppression Star Tower in Ruan Ruan's hand generated a huge suction, pulling the soul beast into the furnace inside the tower.

The fire is raging, raging mercilessly.

The green mist seemed to be endless, and under the control of the Soul Emperor, it was constantly pouring out. The crowd is surrounded by a green mist, and the space for survival is getting smaller and smaller.

"Let's go together. ”

Ruan Ruan controlled the Soul Suppression Star Tower, and shouted loudly while absorbing the green mist.

Only by cutting off the source of the fog can the spread of the fog be stopped.

Yang Kuanping and Zhang Huiliang ravaged up, the two of them cultivated the highest and were also the main force responsible for the attack.

The Soul Emperor's body swelled up like a mountain. His hands were like two long green whips, containing immense power, and each swing could bring a wave of spatial fluctuations.

Yang Kuanping and Zhang Huiliang struggled with him.

The Soul Suppression Star Tower continued to grow in Ruan Ruan's hands, and the attraction generated was also increasing, and a large number of green soul beasts were sucked into the tower and turned into ashes in the furnace.

The pressure on thousands of monks was relieved, and they joined the battle.

Countless streamers flew vertically and horizontally, and the sound of fighting in the sky resounded in the sky.