Black blood sprayed on the golden little sword, and a trace of black smoke suddenly appeared, and the little sword instantly dimmed, as if drunk wine, swaying and spinning in the clouds.

"You, you, you actually defiled my spirit treasure?" said the black-clothed Yuan Shen angrily.

The Demon King pointed his finger, and the black blood wrapped the golden sword in it, and suddenly it escaped back into his mouth, and he swallowed it into his stomach.

He sneered: "I'm short of a magic weapon to take advantage of, your little sword is good, so you should be filial to your grandfather!"

"Okay, you evil thing, I'll fight with you!" shouted the black primordial god.

After saying that, his finger tapped on his chest, and suddenly spurted out a few mouthfuls of essence blood, and then, the whole person fell into an ethereal state, looming, mysterious and mysterious.

The Demon King's eyes shrank, and he said thoughtfully: "It turns out that it is still a mysterious spirit body, not bad, not bad!"

"Die!" The body of the black-clothed primordial god was like an illusion, enveloping the Evil King, and it seemed to be connected to some illusory world, wanting to seal the Evil King inside.

The King snorted coldly and let the other party pull him.

The black-clothed primordial god didn't let go when he saw him, and immediately laughed wildly: "Hahaha...... In my Soul Fantasy Realm, any evil thing is dust!"

The King of Evil said disapprenously: "You, you are too early to be happy!"

The black-clothed primordial god didn't answer, pinched the trick in his hand, and said suddenly: "Collect!"

The body illusion suddenly gave birth to layers of ripples, more violent than the fluctuations of the spatial folds, and there were even more mysterious and strange voices coming, like the sound of heaven, covering the body of the evil king.

"When I met your grandfather, it was your sorrow!" said the king indifferently.

I didn't see him use any means, but I saw that his heart moved, and a mysterious and incomparably mysterious moon suddenly rose from the center of his eyebrows, penetrating the body of the black-clothed primordial god like antelope horns, making those illusions turn into a faint moonlight.

"This, what is this?" The black-clothed primordial god felt that his body was restrained by a strange force, and there was even a trace of calm aura pouring into his sea of consciousness, invading his true spirit.

"Next time you use the Mysterious Spirit Body, remember to figure out the other party's methods! However, you won't have a next time!" said the Demon King as he looked at him coldly.

"You, are you the Xuanyue Body?" the black-clothed primordial god only reacted at this time and said in horror.

Among the special physiques, the Xuanyang body and the Xuanyue body are the rarest physiques, and the combat power is also the most terrifying, like the Xuanyue body, which belongs to the body of the Yin to the Netherworld, once cultivated to the Yuan Shen Realm, you can use the power of the Netherworld, unless you encounter the Xuanyang body, otherwise, you can break any special physique.

The dark moon in the heart of the Evil King's eyebrows and the black blood before were all netherworld powers that penetrated through the netherworld and attracted them.

This black-clothed primordial god wanted to suppress the evil king with his own Xuan Spirit Body, and he really had the wrong idea.

"You, you, let go of me!" The black-clothed primordial god felt the power of the dark moon, which was dragging him into a terrifying alien space, and suddenly said in horror.

"Don't blame me for being ruthless, blame you for bullying my brother!" The King of Evil stood with his hands in his hands, revealing the momentum of looking at the world.

"Evil thing, do you know where I came from?" shouted the black-clothed primordial god.

"What is the origin of the origin? Your grandfather and I have been dead for more than 10,000 years, we are all people who have died once, why are you afraid of your origin?" said the king indifferently.

"I am the apprentice of the ancestor of the Lejia family of the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce, if you kill me, you will definitely suffer disaster!" shouted the black-clothed primordial god.

"Threaten me?" The Evil King's eyes narrowed, and his whole body suddenly became angry, only to see that the light of the dark moon was even brighter, and the mysterious spirit illusion of the black-clothed primordial god suddenly turned into a netherworld death, and even the strange notes of the mystery came to an abrupt end.

The true spirit of the black-clothed primordial god was dragged out by the dark moon, twisted in the moonlight, and let out a terrible and mournful sound.

"Ah!" the true spirit of the black-clothed primordial god shouted, "Grandpa, I have called you grandpa, please spare me!"

The pain of being permeated by the power of the netherworld was terrible.

"Wouldn't it be nice to be so well-behaved earlier, but it's too late now!" said the King of Evil, with a hideous expression.

This ancient corpse has been infected by the yin evil qi for a long time, and its Xuanyue body is also biased towards yin evil, but it is actually extremely evil.

At this moment, Yu Sanjin sent a divine thought to the King of Evil: "Don't kill him, I want to live!"

Although the king was reluctant in every way, even if it was Yu Sanjin, he was not easy to deal with, and said coldly to the black-clothed Yuan Shen: "Count your good luck!"

After that, the dark moon retreated back to the center of his eyebrows, leaving behind the Dao moonlight, intertwined into a large net, and put the black-clothed Yuan Shen net in it, and the evil king dragged him behind him like pulling a beast, and quickly flew towards the position of Yu Sanjin.

However, he said that the movement of the two fighting attracted a group of monks to watch the excitement thousands of miles away, but they did not dare to take a step closer.

Just kidding, the two Yuan Shen powers are in a big battle, don't say that they are just a spirit pill monk, even if they are Yuan Ying powers, if they are affected, they will instantly turn into powder.

"The corpse spirit of the ancestor is too powerful, that black-clothed primordial god has no power to fight back in front of him!"

"Then do you need to say it? Old Ancestor is the first person since the founding of our Corpse Spirit Sect, just ask who before him, who can make his natal corpse open a spiritual ghost? Only Old Ancestor has one ear!"

"By the way, why didn't you see the ancestor appear?"

"The ancestor went into retreat a year ago, and he hasn't come out yet!"

"Oh, by the way, there was a weird streamer before, where did it go?"

"I don't know, I want to be swallowed by the corpse spirit of the ancestor!"

......

The monks were talking.

But it was said that the king dragged the black-clothed Yuanshen, and soon rushed to the place where Yu Sanjin was, only to see him throw the black-clothed Yuanshen in front of Yu Sanjin like a dead dog, and said: "Did you meet a black dog who is not afraid of death, I originally wanted to devour him, since you want it, give it to you!"

"I seem to have sensed it before, you said that this primordial spirit is a mysterious spirit body?" Yu Sanjin said with burning eyes.

"It's a Xuan Spirit Body, but it's a hundred years to break through the Yuan Shen, and the foundation is not stable!"

"Xuan Ling Body, okay, it's really good that there is a Xuan Spirit Body of the Yuan God Realm!" Yu Sanjin couldn't help but clapp.

"I don't know what you mean!" said the King of Evil, shaking his head.

"I have a lot of use for this person, you don't need to know what I mean, I just ask you, how long can you bind him with this spider web?" Yu Sanjin said solemnly.

"As long as I don't let him go, he won't want to get out of this moon net in this life!" said the King of Evil conceitedly.

"You won't trap him to death, will you?" Yu Sanjin said, "Also, if I want to release him then, do I want to find you to do it?"

"I'll give you a Divine Sense Brand later, if you release him, you can collect the Youyue Net by laying down the Divine Sense Imprint!"

"Not bad, not bad!" Yu Sanjin looked at the black-clothed Yuan Shen with malicious intentions like a rabbit in a cage, and nodded with satisfaction. 10