The Three Halls of the Dark Hell just chuckled, this Terran kid from the Innate Void Pill Realm in front of him is quite interesting, although I don't know what power he borrowed to break through the Guardian Enchantment, but he can still borrow external power continuously?

With the strength of the late stage of the Void Dan Realm, do you want to challenge the powerhouse at the peak of the Void Dan Realm? It's really a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers!

"Why, you didn't think that even your two brushes would dare to disturb my good deeds, would I let you go?" the Third Prison Master smiled and clenched his fists, his eyes flickering with a scarlet murderous light.

Lin Zhou has not had anyone who dares to provoke him for many years, and now such a little thing has come out. Today, we must crush his bones and scatter ashes, and use his soul to light the soul lamp, so as to relieve the hatred in my heart.

"The Ghost Messenger is coming!" The Three Prison Masters took out a dark purple crystal ball from his sleeve, and silently recited a secret spell in his mouth, and a demonic demon that was several times larger than the body of ordinary people slowly floated out of the crystal ball.

The demon was dark-skinned and ragged, and carried a huge inky scythe on his broad shoulders.

As soon as he appeared, the fierce surging evil qi continued to rush around, and the surrounding ghosts and ghosts fled one after another. The souls that couldn't dodge all let out screams of horror, and the rats ran away.

"Wind Thunder Dragon Spring!" Yan Zhen took out another blue dragon spring and fused it with the previous colorless dragon spring to become a four-rank flying sword.

"Seven-colored Dragon Spring Sword! You are actually the disciple of that existence. Haha, it seems that I can still harvest a second-grade flying sword today, and maybe I can exchange it for cultivation resources that are enough to support me to break through the middle stage of Jindan. The eyes of the three prison masters lit up, and his mood suddenly felt much more relaxed.

Originally, he also felt that he was in a bit of a hurry to break through the Jindan Realm now, after all, he had only broken through to the peak of the Shidan Realm not long ago.

It's just that a demon lord has heard the news before, whoever can break through the Jindan realm in the dark prison first can lead the demon army to fight in Linzhou as a demon general, and he will definitely have a place in the future to capture Linzhou.

Now he can stabilize the realm a little, and wait for the opportunity to break through after half a month, and the next time he advances to the realm, he will definitely be able to get nine out of ten.

"Come on, Mu Fenglin!" the Third Prison Master laughed and gave an order to the demons beside him, "Tear his soul apart!"

"A line of dragons!" Yan Zhen pinched the sword marks in his hand, and the complex sword marks floated faintly towards the Wind Thunder Dragon Spring.

A dragon of wind and thunder with sword intent condensed shot out from the sword body, the dragon groaned, the electric light wandered, the space seemed to be torn apart, and the sharp spatial blades flashed with a compelling light.

The Wind Thunder Dragon Spring turned into a ray of thunder light that pierced through the layers of space, and instantly appeared in front of the eyes of the Three Prison Masters.

"Not good!" a thought flashed in his mind, and his figure suddenly became blurred.

As soon as the Wind Thunder Dragon Spring passed through his chest, the blurred figure was shattered by a sword like the moon in the water.

"Shifting shapes!" The Three Prison Lords landed beside the group of ghosts in the sky, their robes hunting, windless and automatic, and the ghosts who had replaced places with him turned into a cloud of green smoke and dissipated into the air before they could even let out a scream.

"Hehe, you still want to sneak up on me! These soul servants are my shadows. They are me, I am them. Unless you can kill them all, you should never think about hurting me!" The Three Prison Lords looked up and down at Yan Scar, the arm behind his back trembling slightly.

If he hadn't reacted fast enough just now, and had this unpredictable method, I'm afraid that his head would have gone to heaven a long time ago, and he would have become one of these hundreds of ghosts.

Yan Zhen frowned, he didn't expect that the three prison masters of the dark prison were not water at all, so it was a bit troublesome.

Could it be that you really have to kill all those ghosts?

In his stunned state, the ghost named "Mu Fenglin" floated towards him with a rich evil aura. He slammed the rope and slashed out a scythe.

"Bang!" The scythe collided with the sword cover, rubbing blazing sparks, and a sharp and piercing sound was like a cold roar of a ghost, which shook people's eardrums.

"Soul Soldier!" a slightly unfamiliar word flashed through Yan Scar's mind.

Only the spiritual veins that specialize in soul cultivation will use soul soldiers.

The difference between the soul soldier and the ordinary magic weapon is that although the soul soldier also has a physical attack effect, it focuses on attacking the soul.

It is a very dangerous thing for an ordinary monk to be close to the soul soldier, because no one knows how strong the soul attack in the soul soldier is.

Just like Yan Zhen's "Heart Sword", when the enemy is defenseless, it can basically kill the opponent with a single sword.

The Soul Soldier and the Sword Immortal, which have been specially tempered for a long time, are the most powerful treasures among the magic weapons of the same grade.

"I don't know if this guy is out of the soul flame, if it is ......" Yan Zhen just thought of this, and saw wisps of green ghost fire emerging from the black scythe.

"Mu Fenglin" roared again and shook his weapon with both hands. The ink-colored scythe scraped out a series of dark green scythes in the air, and the flames were dotted, like flowing fireflies flying, diffusing a very dangerous aura.

Yan Zhen only felt that the soul thoughts attached to the flying sword gave birth to a strong sense of crisis, as if the inferior met the superior, and the ordinary beast met the beastmaster, which was a kind of innate kingly coercion.

"If you really don't want to see anything, just come!" Yan Zhen released more sword qi to condense the sword intent, making the sword qi on the outer layer of the sword cover half a foot thick, which made the sense of oppression brought by the soul flame to the soul weakened a lot.

"We have to fight quickly!" Yan Zhen rubbed his chin and buried his head in thinking about what to do with the enemy.

"Hmph, I thought you were so good! If you stop there, you can kill you. The Three Prison Masters grinned.

Before, Yan Zhen's move "First-line Swimming Dragon" scared him into a cold sweat, but now he feels that he has won the battle. After all, Yan Zhen was only a fourteen-year-old child in the late stage of the Void Dan Realm. If an old monster like him who has lived for a long time is wiped out by a child, it is better to die early, so as not to be embarrassed to live.

"What are you smiling at old bastard, if you want to die, I will fulfill you!" Yan Zhen took out ten Yan Spirit Nests from the Na Ring, and first absorbed three True Qi that replenished the loss.

The laughter of the Three Prison Lords stopped abruptly, and they stared at the Wind Thunder Dragon Spring Sword that had just stabbed him with lightning on their faces. I saw that the flying sword was "sneering" again, churning with a thick thunder mist, piercing towards him.

"Escape!" The Three Prison Masters silently recited the secret mantra in their mouths, ready to launch the "Transformation and Shadow Change" at any time, but when they saw that the flying sword was far away, it spontaneously transformed into Zhou Tian, forming a huge sword cover that enveloped the entire cave, trapping him and all the soul servants.

"Small, small, small!" Yan Trace Soul Mind controlled the Wind Thunder Dragon Spring Sword, and the sword cover continued to shrink, from a radius of dozens of zhang to a diameter of only five zhang long.

The imprisoned soul servants slammed into the sword cover one after another, and countless ghosts shattered, turning into green smoke and dissipating.

In the sword cover, the face of the three prison masters of the dark prison turned pale, and he actually lost contact with "Mu Fenglin". Today, the battle is completely out of his control.