When the black-robed man heard the sound, his heart immediately tightened, and he looked for prestige. At this moment, he saw Sishui, who had fallen to the ground, slowly standing up.

"How is it possible!, a mere seven-star spirit master, how could he wake up so quickly after being hit by my soul suppression decision!" he frowned slightly, opened his mouth, and shouted incredulously.

Sishui patted the dust on his body unhurriedly, slowly raised his head, and glanced at him. In an instant, the figure of the black-robed man trembled violently, as if he had received a blow and was pierced by electricity.

Sishui's eyes were deep and distant, unfazed, with a hint of doubt and disdain in his expression. He looked at the black-robed man and asked lightly, "Who are you?"

"One body, two souls!" The black-robed man was originally a monk who mainly cultivated the divine soul, and he had an extremely sensitive observation of the divine soul. At this time, from Sishui's expression and demeanor, he was more convinced of his judgment.

When Sishui heard this, he was slightly stunned at first, and then the corners of his mouth raised, and he smiled: "One body and two souls? ”

For the affirmation of Sishui, the black-robed people were uneasy. One and two souls are a very special kind of existence, that is, there are two different divine souls in one body. And each god is independent, and each has its own unique means. The divine soul he cast was by no means invalid, and it did make the divine soul of the four waters fall into a coma. But he never expected that there was another soul in his inner body.

"Who is Your Excellency?" the black-robed man asked solemnly.

"You?, a mere Yellow Rank Six-Star Spirit Master, also deserve to ask about my name?" Sishui glanced at the corner of his eyes and said coldly.

When the black-robed man heard this, he was shocked and angry. Although this person only has the spiritual power of the seven stars, he can see his cultivation at a glance. But he is also the Venerable of the Yellow Order, and at this moment, facing Sishui, whose cultivation is far inferior to his, he is really unhappy in his heart.

So, with a roll of his cuffs, he lifted a piece of gravel on the ground and floated it in the air, and with a wave of his big hand, the stone became faster in vain, like a sharp arrow full of bows, and shot away.

Sishui did not dodge or dodge in the face of the rushing stones, but instead hooked a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, and his heart moved, condensing a ball of aura in front of him.

Bang".

The stones burst open in front of the four waters, turning into countless powders.

"Spiritual Qi Armor!" The black-robed man couldn't help but exclaim when he saw this.

However, after a moment, he found that the place where the aura turned into armor was only a few inches in front of him. The other parts were not attached to the aura like ordinary Yellow Order Spirit Masters. It seems that the person in front of him has condensed all the spiritual power around his body here, so that he can form the ability of the spiritual qi armor comparable to the yellow order.

Thinking of this, the black-robed man breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and said lightly: "I didn't expect your use of spiritual power to reach such a realm." Fang really underestimated you. ”

"Who are you?" Sishui asked coldly with a glance out of the corner of his eye.

His tone was very haughty, with a top-down feel. This black-robed man felt very uncomfortable, a small seven-star spirit master, in the face of an existence whose cultivation was much higher than him, he dared to be so arrogant.

The black-robed man's eyes froze, his face was angry, and he said in a deep voice: "Boy, you are too arrogant." Although your use of spiritual power is very skillful, the gap between ordinary spirit masters and the Yellow Rank cannot be bridged by skill. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he pinched his fingers, waved the big flag in his right hand, and a gray curtain of spiritual power emerged from the void. The two stacked on top of each other, condensing more heavily, although the speed is not fast, but the number is extremely large, from all directions towards the four waters.

Seeing this, Sishui didn't even retreat, and let the spiritual power curtain enclose it, wrapping a big ball

The corners of the black-robed man's mouth raised, and he smiled pleasantly: "It's really arrogant! My spirit mantle is added layer by layer, even a spirit master of the Yellow Order Seven Stars may not be able to resist hard, let alone ..."

Before he could finish speaking, the spiritual power ball suddenly exploded with a "bang!". From the inside, it can be clearly seen that the four waters are still not moving a single inch as they were just now.

"How is it possible!" The black-robed man was shocked in his heart, and when he fixed his eyes, the long sword in Si Shui's hand was black and blue at this time. The hilt of the sword was still black as before, except for the blade that shone with a dazzling blue light.

How can it still be like this!, the black-robed man secretly exclaimed. Then, he threw the banner up. His hands pinched the formula, his mouth chanted endlessly, and the spiritual power in his body converged towards the banner.

After a while, the black cloth held the banner tightly in his hand, the corners of his mouth were opened, and a penetrating smile appeared on his face, and he said, "In that case, I will let you taste the power of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner that I just sacrificed!"

As soon as the words fell, he held the banner with both hands and swept it repeatedly, setting off a gust of yin wind. Subsequently, countless ghosts swarmed out of the flag, and there were even some familiar faces. Among them, the king who I saw earlier was among them. It's just that now he has changed his appearance, and he has become a fierce face with fangs, and he has to pounce towards the four waters with his teeth and claws.

For a while, the entire dungeon echoed with the screams of ghosts crying wolves.

"Senluo Hall !!"

Seeing this scene, Sishui frowned, his pupils shrank, and a strange glint flashed in his eyes. The whole person instantly burst out with a terrifying aura that made people feel strong killing intent and abyss-like despair. The murderous aura is like a real thing, and you can even see the scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood from a distance. That powerful momentum soared into the sky, like an iron horse Jingo, and the sword light and sword shadow shrouded all around.

In an instant, countless Yin Spirits were swept by the murderous aura. Like autumn wind and falling leaves, disappear without a trace.

The black-robed people were horrified, and they retreated dozens of steps in succession, their feet were weak, and they almost knelt down.

He looked at Si Shui's eyes with red light, a murderous look, a fierce body, and glanced at the long sword in Si Shui's hand. The whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning, and he sat down on the ground all of a sudden, his mouth trembling and opening and closing, muttering to himself: "Law enforcement Shura!~~~ Didn't he die a few years ago~~~ Why is he here~~"

At the same time, Sishui snorted, and held the dantian tightly with one hand. At this time, the ice spirit power crystals in the dantian were restless, and there seemed to be something in it squirming wildly, as if it was about to break through the ice crystals.

He secretly said that it was not good, and the power of the ice spirit was not maintained by him, and it was gradually about to dissipate.

"I'm going back in ten breaths. He muttered softly.

The black-robed man who was sitting on the ground noticed the strangeness of Sishui and turned around suddenly. I secretly reminded myself in my heart: He only has seven-star strength now, so what am I afraid of. Moreover, his breath is unsteady now, and he seems to have a dark wound. It's not that it's not without the power of a fight.

Thinking of this, the black-robed man regained his momentum and stood up.

And the four waters have also undergone simple pranayama, temporarily stabilizing the turmoil of the dantian.

"Ten!"

His figure suddenly shot out, his wrist flicked, and the black and blue iron sword bladed towards the void, and a light blue sword qi instantly swept out, heading towards the black-robed man with a thunderous momentum.

"How is it possible!" the black-robed man exclaimed, not daring to slack off, his spiritual power ran in his palm, and slapped it forward. A stream of spiritual power came out from his palm, colliding with the sword qi fiercely.

There was a "boom" explosion, and a puff of smoke and dust was set off on the ground. Taking advantage of the smoke and dust, the black-robed man also took the opportunity to retreat to the side.

"Nine!"

A fierce voice suddenly appeared in his ears, and when he looked back, he saw Sishui behind him at some point. At this moment, he held the sword in both hands, obviously gathering momentum for a long time.

As soon as the words fell, the long sword in the four sailors stabbed towards the black-robed man's dantian. The black-robed man had just retreated here, and he had just exhausted his new strength, and he couldn't dodge for a while.

As soon as his mind moved, the spiritual power of his inner body burst out of his body wildly, and quickly condensed into spiritual power armor on the surface of his body. At this moment, the sword blade of Sishui also arrived, and the light blue spiritual power above the sword blade continued to rotate, and a stream of seeping cold qi swirled on the sword blade. The moment the sword blade came into contact with the spiritual power armor, there was a buzz, but after holding it for a while, the spirit armor was condensed into ice by the cold qi, and then shattered by the sword blade.

Although the armor of spiritual power only lasted for a moment, this time was just enough time for the black-robed man to use his skills. I saw him on tiptoe, and the whole person rose into the air, eager to distance himself from Sishui.

"Eight!"

Sishui missed a blow and did not panic. Instead, he leaned forward, stepped on the lunge and stomped violently, his left hand held the hilt of the sword from the bottom and raised it upward, and the force on his waist made the sword blade immediately change to a pick, chasing the figure of the black-robed man.

"Ahh

With a terrible scream, a severed hand rose into the sky, crossed an arc in mid-air, and fell to the side with a "snap".

At this time, the black-robed man had already retreated to a place more than ten feet away from the four rivers. He held a large flag in his right arm, and his palm was tightly pinched on the broken arm, and a spiritual aura slowly flowed out of his palm, constantly moisturizing the wound. His eyes were firmly fixed on Sishui, his chest couldn't help heaving, and he gasped for air.

"Seven!"

Sishui did not immediately catch up, but retracted his momentum and looked at each other with swords from afar.

"Six!"

What's going on! Why didn't he move! The black-robed man looked at Sishui cautiously, repairing his wounds and observing his movements.

"Five!"

Something is wrong! He looked at the four waters, and his heart kept speculating. He didn't dare to move at will, for fear that if he moved, Sishui would draw his sword and come. But the calmer he was, the more restless he became!

"Its momentum: breaking the army!"

As soon as the words fell, Sishui's figure suddenly disappeared in place. Then, he appeared in front of the black-robed man out of thin air. Looking at each other, the black-robed man saw clearly that at this time, there was a faint glimmer condensed at the tip of the blue-black long sword.

After just one glance, he felt that his eyes were as painful as a knife, and he subconsciously closed his eyes.

Immediately afterward, he felt a flash of coolness pass through his mind. When I tried to open my eyes again, I found that I couldn't do it anymore. That cool feeling went from his mind to the spiritual platform, enveloping his soul.

"Three!"

A sword flashed from between the eyebrows of the black-robed man, and then the momentum was retracted, and the whole person half-knelt on the ground, and muttered in a low voice: "With the spiritual power of the seven stars, it is still too reluctant." ”

He forcibly stood up, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the Sumeru mustard seed bag hanging from the waist of the black-robed man, so he picked it up with his sword and landed it in his palm. Then he bent his fingers, erased the soul mark on the mustard seed bag, and said lightly: "If it weren't for my loss, I wouldn't have looked down on your low-grade mustard seeds." ”

After saying that, he dodged back to the ground and lay down gently.

After about a quarter of an hour, the entire dungeon fell into endless silence.

"Goo-dong"

An inaudible voice rang out from the gray-black flag.