The black-robed old man stretched out his hand, and the black bowl flew into his hand, and there were words in his mouth, and the bowl released a cold black light, enveloping all the birds around him, and the powerful suction pulled the birds into the bowl, and in a moment he approached the bowl a few feet away, and the old man's face showed a look of surprise.

"Burst, burst, burst!" The little bird just approached the bowl, Zhen Mei'er pinched the magic trick and shouted coquettishly, at the same time, her blushing pretty face became extremely white, and her body kept trembling, as if these three words had drained everything in her body.

A group of seemingly immovable emerald green birds instantly turned into a vibrant glow, breaking through the shackles of the black light of the bowl and wrapping the black-robed old man.

When the old man's body touched the glow, it made a sizzling sound, and puffs of black smoke came out, and the smell of burnt was extremely smoky.

"You can even be so resolute and resolute that you are not afraid that you will become a stupid mortal after the burning of your divine thoughts?" the old man exclaimed with anger. A teleportation flew out of the range of the glow and landed near Wang Jing's light mask, and hurriedly played a trick, and the black light that the bowl turned into swallowed up the remaining emerald green glow.

It was this moment of burning, and the old man's transformed body had already grown by more than half and became translucent.

Just when the old man was dodging, the Soul Shattering Bow in Zhen Mei'er's hand lit up, and she concentrated all her soul power and stimulated it through the bowstring. Hearing only a "whoosh", a golden lightning arm thick shot towards the old man.

"Ah, damn it!" the old man let out a scream of terrible despair. This kind of soul attack could not be dodged, and when the golden lightning attacked the old man, it made a "poof" sound, shattering the old man's soul into thousands of pieces. With a snap, the Soul Shattering Bow shattered into a pile of slag and was completely destroyed.

Just as the old man was turning into pieces, the bowl in the air emitted intense black light, which instantly broke through Zhen Meier's layers of defenses and hit her forehead. Zhen Meier's delicate body slowly fell to the cold ground after the emerald green glow disappeared, the red silk handkerchief floating in front of her also fell to the ground, and the too illusory mirror in her hand also became dim. She glanced at Wang Jing with infinite nostalgia, and with a soft sigh, she slowly closed, and at this moment her breath became vague.

Because Zhen Mei'er warned Wang Jing before she started, the old man in black was in the soul state of the Yuan Infant stage, and he was basically immune to ordinary spell attacks, and only thunder and lightning and the Soul Shattering Bow could inflict heavy damage on him. And the special environment of this canyon is relatively oppressive to normal monks, and it is extremely beneficial to the state of the soul. If you can't kill the other party, it will be extremely difficult to want or go out, not to mention the injured Wang Jing, whose purpose is to rescue Wan Qiwen.

After weighing the pros and cons, Zhen Mei'er took advantage of the contempt of the black-robed old man, and used the natal magic weapon Tai Illusory Mirror to perform a secret attack on the soul burning technique, and then used all the remaining divine thoughts to stimulate the soul attack on the old man Gu Bao Soul Shattering Bow. It was a desperate blow that doubled the power of the divine soul, and if you didn't kill the enemy, you had to resign yourself to fate. After the burning soul attack, Zhen Meier's soul was like a candle in the wind, she couldn't lift a little spiritual power in her body, her mana dried up, her headache was splitting, and she just wanted to fall asleep deeply.

Zhen Mei'er's illusion attack seemed to be fast and slow, and by the time the old man found out, she had already fallen into the illusion for a few breaths, which was enough for her to successfully perform the Soul Burning Secret Technique. The Soul Burning Secret Technique is a way to fight with the same end, and the old man in black didn't expect Zhen Mei'er to dare to work so hard. Under the underestimation, the soul energy of the old man in black passed unconsciously in the burning.

Zhen Mei'er's follow-up Soul Shattering Bow attack hit the black-clothed old man who didn't have time to hide in the Soul Gathering Bowl again, leaving his divine thoughts and mana without one out of ten.

Because of his concern for Zhen Mei'er, who was fighting outside, Wang Jing didn't dare to cultivate deeply, and while using his mana to restore the dantian aura, he paid attention to Zhen Mei'er's battle. Because in the past year with Zhen Meier, I have never seen her so solemnly and fully release the breath of Jindan Great Perfection.

Just when Wang Jing opened her eyes, she saw Zhen Mei'er's body falling softly, her hair was scattered, blood was bleeding from the corners of her mouth, the sad gaze she looked at before her eyes were closed, and the red silk handkerchief of protection floated down, covering her miserable white face, Wang Jing's heart was full of raging anger.

"Mei'er!" Wang Jinghu shouted with tears in his eyes. At this moment, he really hated himself very much, why was his cultivation so low, not only could he not protect the person he loved, but also let the person he loved live and die unclearly in order to protect himself.

Under the anger, the demonic energy in his golden sea ran wildly, and the mana surged to the golden sea like a tide, constantly growing the demonic qi, and at the same time took out the imitation soul shattering bow he bought, desperately injected mana and divine thoughts, and quickly stimulated. The cloud spirit seal was under the overdrawn soul, and it spread more than twenty zhang in an instant, just shrouding the old man in black in the clouds and mist.

After two breaths, the soul fragments of the black-robed old man were combined again, although the body floating in the air became ethereal, but faintly, his face became more hideous, he gasped weakly, and gritted his teeth and laughed: "Crazy, it's just crazy, he actually burned his soul to hurt the old man." That bow was also very weird, such a powerful soul attack, almost making the old man's soul scatter. But despite this, the old man actually survived, the old man is really a genius, and he is destined to turn the clouds and rain in this world. The old man immediately devoured your souls, as a reward for your plot against the old man. ”

The black-robed old man completely ignored Wang Jing in the Qi refining period, and saw that Zhen Mei'er, who was in the Great Perfection of Jindan, was seriously injured and fell to the ground, unconscious, and trembling with excitement, but his seriously injured soul was too weak now, and his voice became more and more subtle and weak, as if it would drift away immediately as soon as the wind blew, and there was no trace of soul pressure on Wang Jing.

Wang Jing saw Zhen Mei'er fall in front of him, not knowing whether she was alive or dead, she blamed herself in her heart, and was furious at the old man in black robe. He jumped up from the ground, mobilized all the demonic energy and thunder and lightning power in the golden sea, condensed into a black light blade with a length of a foot, passed through the dim Tianba Golden Bell Jar, and cut the unsuspecting black-robed old man into two pieces again.

The black-robed old man originally broke Zhen Meier's illusion attack and consumed a lot of mana, but he was severely injured by Zhen Meier's soul burning secret technique, and then his soul was shattered by the soul shattering bow. At this time, it was already a great fortune that it did not disappear immediately, but I didn't expect Wang Jing, an inconspicuous little monk of the tenth level of qi refining, to be able to release such a terrifying secret technique that could restrain the ghost dao exercises.

The black light blade attached to the golden thunder and lightning slashed fiercely on the black-robed old man's body, and the golden thunder and lightning stuck to the two pieces of the cut body, constantly flashing with dazzling thunder and lightning light, and the two already dull souls quickly grew small under the thunder light.