"It's the small island in the sea area of the Five Peaks that Master Zun slaughtered and drew his soul by his disciples not long after he accepted his disciples to sit down and serve!"

The words of the old demon of soul refining seemed to be answering the words of the old man of the soul, but they were secretly evil.

Jian Qingyu also heard the meaning of the words, Yuanwei Island was slaughtered, and the old man with a soul dementor was really very related, and even the countless souls that were extracted fell into the hands of the old man with a soul!

"Old Dementor, you are indeed involved!"

Jian Qingyu snorted, pulled out the Heavenly Fall Divine Sword, pointed at the old man with a soul, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

"Humph!"

The old man of the soul dementor glanced at the old demon of soul refining, looked at Jian Qingyu indifferently, snorted coldly, and said lightly: "It's just a group of ants!"

"Ants?"

Jian Qingyu's eyes were cold, the cultivation realm of the weak and the strong, strength is respected, and the weak are regarded as ant-like existences.

However, he abhors this kind of concept, why should the weak be treated as ants, struggling to survive?

As long as there is a chance, anyone can become a strong person, so there should be hope for anyone!

"Old Dementor, today, you are an ant under my sword!"

Jian Qingyu shouted, his figure flashed, and a sword stabbed straight ahead, as fast as thunder, and in the blink of an eye, the sword blade had already appeared in front of the old man with a soul, directly penetrating his eyebrows.

"Huh?"

However, Jian Qingyu frowned.

The sword just now, without the slightest resistance, was only the afterimage of the old man who stabbed him!

"What a speed!"

Jian Qingyu was secretly shocked in her heart.

The Old Dementor was really the fastest monk he had ever fought against, and he used the "Thunder Break" to only stab the remnant of the Old Dementor, which had never been done before.

A violent and majestic aura came from the right side, and Jian Qingyu turned his head to look, only to see the old man of the soul dementor wave the ghost head crutch in his hand, and a demonic qi was like a rolling river, impacting him.

In the thick demonic aura, countless unjust souls and resentful spirits let out a silent roar, making Jian Qingyu's face even more ugly.

This old man with a soul dementor has so many unjust souls and resentful spirits in his hand, I really don't know how many people have fallen because of him, and they have been drained of their souls and cannot enter reincarnation!

"Broken!"

Jian Qingyu's anger rose in his heart, he shouted, and with a swing of the sword, a huge sword light that lingered in the wind and flashed with thunder flashed out, crossing the long river of demonic qi.

Where the sword rays passed, the countless unjust souls and resentful spirits were quickly annihilated, the rolling demonic qi was swept away, and the sword rays that were consumed to almost transparent continued to slash towards the old man of the soul.

With a wave of the ghost-headed cane in the old man's hand, he easily defeated the sword!

"The best spiritual weapon!"

The old dementor's gaze fell on the Skyfall Divine Sword in Jian Qingyu's hand, and the light in his eyes flashed, revealing an undisguised look of greed.

The best spiritual weapon, how precious, with his strength and status, he wants one but can't!

"Mixed Yuan Peak!"

Jian Qingyu looked at the old man with a soul, and his face became solemn.

As soon as the old man of the soul dementor made a move just now, his breath was revealed, and Jian Qingyu discovered that he was actually a master at the peak of the mixed yuan!

There are endless years in the cultivation realm, and the strong are like clouds, but in the end, there are only a handful of people who can survive the heavenly tribulation and successfully ascend, and there are countless strong people who stay in the mixed yuan realm!

Most of the strong ones are stuck in that bottleneck because of limited qualifications, and it is difficult to improve.

But there are also strong people who deliberately stay in this realm, looking for opportunities, and constantly sharpening themselves, in order to accumulate and be able to go further during the tribulation period!

For various reasons, there is a great difference between the strong at this level.

According to the division of the cultivation realm, the old man of the soul dementor and the true monarch of the Yuan Soul are both in the late realm of the mixed yuan, but the old man of the soul is already complete in terms of soul cultivation, and his strength is enough to completely crush the true monarch of the original soul!

The powerhouse of this level is called the peak powerhouse of the mixed element!

Although Jian Qingyu's strength is extremely strong, it is enough to fight beyond the ranks, but in the face of the peak powerhouse of the mixed element, there is still an extremely obvious gap!

The Skyfall Divine Sword pointed diagonally at the ground, the sword green jade sword intent continued to rise, and the blood-colored light exuded from the body, and the Shura Divine Pattern had already been cast!

If the old man of the Soul Dementor was perfect in his demonic qi or body, Jian Qingyu would definitely not be his opponent.

But the soul dementor old man with a perfect soul, Jian Qingyu has the power to fight.

Jian Qingyu has the Nine Treasures Linglong Pagoda to protect the soul, and the soul attack of the old man is completely ineffective, and the advantage of soul perfection is naturally not one in ten, and for Jian Qingyu, it is not much stronger than the powerhouse in the late stage of the mixed yuan!

"Jian Qingyu, your name, the old man has also heard of it, and you are a talent that can be created, but it's a pity...... You provoked my Soul Eater Demon Sect, and you're going to fall today!"

The old man said lightly, his cloudy gaze became deep and introverted, like a bottomless abyss, which made people can't help but look at him.

Looking at the abyss whirlpool in the depths of his eyes that seemed to devour everything, Jian Qingyu couldn't help but praise secretly in his heart: "What a powerful method!"

Compared with the Yuan Soul True Monarch, this soul dementor old man's methods are even more weird, the move just now, if Jian Qingyu is not protected by the Nine Treasures Linglong Pagoda, I am afraid that he will suffer a big loss if he is not careful!

"Huh?"

The old man of the soul dementor also frowned, looked at Jian Qingyu in surprise, and secretly said in his heart: "He is not affected by my soul dementorship!"

Soul dementorship is the famous trick of the old man of the soul dementor, there are countless strong people who have suffered under his move, and the strong ones in the immortal period, those who are slightly weak-willed, will be taken away by him at a glance, and fall into his hands silently!

"Old man of the dementor, there is no need to waste all the effort!"

Jian Qingyu snorted coldly, let go of the Heavenly Fall Divine Sword with his right hand, pinched the sword fingers with both hands, and the seal quickly changed, as fast as lightning, and then pointed at the old man with a soul, and shouted: "Go!"

The Skyfall Divine Sword directly turned into a blood-colored sword light and flew towards the old man with a soul.

The speed of this soul dementor old man is extremely fast, and it is difficult to catch up with him with Jian Qingyu's personal speed alone, and the only way to do it is to use the sword technique!

The blood-colored sword light flew out, and after penetrating the afterimage of the old dementor, it turned abruptly and chased away again, flexible and fast, so that the old man of the dementor could not easily dodge!

However, the old man of the soul dementor deserves to be the peak master of the mixed yuan, although Jian Qingyu's imperial sword attack made him scramble, Jian Qingyu couldn't help him.

The two are at a stalemate!

"Jian Qingyu, the old man is a mixed yuan powerhouse, the demonic qi in his body is endless, endless, even if he has been fighting for a hundred years, you can't help the old man!"

The old man laughed loudly: "But you are only in the immortal period, how long can your aura last?"

Jian Qingyu just didn't say a word, his eyes were calm and calm, and his sword fingers quickly swiped, attacking the old man with all his strength.

However, no matter how the sword green jade was used, and how clever the attack of the Heavenly Fall Divine Sword was, it still failed to hurt the old man with a soul dementor by half a point, and the face of the sword green jade had gradually turned pale, and beads of sweat rolled down his face one after another.

Edgeworth's attack is powerful, fast, and dexterous, but the consumption of spiritual power in the body will be relatively large!

Although the cultivation of Sword Qingyu is not spiritual power, but the power of Shura transformed by Shura's blood, the Sword Qingyu that has reached the Red Star Realm is also extremely large in terms of the amount of Shura's power.

But with the continuous consumption of the Shura power of Jian Qingyu, the Shura blood in his body is also constantly losing, and his overall strength is also declining.

The pale face of Jian Qingyu also means that he has consumed too much Shura blood, and it has begun to have a slight impact on his body!

Go on, and the old dementor will gradually gain the upper hand.

What's more, at this moment, the old dementor has not even taken out his magic weapon to become famous, obviously, the old dementor has not yet exerted his full strength!

Ji Yao, who was not far away, also opened her eyes at some point, looking at the back of the sword green jade, with a worried look in her eyes.

For the old man with a dementor, Ji Yao can be said to be extremely clear.

Before dealing with the Yuan Soul True Monarch, Jian Qingyu had never used the sword technique.

At this moment, the old man of the soul dementor can block the sword art of Jian Qingyu with the ** crutch in his hand alone, and there must be a great difference in the strength of the two!

"Brother Qingyu, don't worry about me, you go first! I'm the Phantom Demon Sect's Phantom Vein Holy Maiden, and the old man of the Soul Dementor doesn't dare to do anything to me!"

Ji Yao even said.

With the speed of Jian Qingyu and the old man of the dementor, if the sword and the jade escaped with the sword, the old man of the soul dementor would definitely not be able to catch up.

But with himself, the speed of Jian Qingyu can't compare to the old man of the soul!

Jian Qingyu was silent, still attacking the old man with all his strength, although the old man was resentful, he was helpless.

"Why is this sword green jade so useless!"

The soul refining old demon in the distance also scolded in his heart: "I originally hoped that he would be able to fight with the old dementor to lose both, so I took the opportunity to slip away, but I didn't expect that he hadn't let the old dementor exert his full strength!"

"But it's okay, the old man of the Dementor wins, I beg for mercy, and maybe I can save my life!"

Just as the Soul Refining Old Demon was thinking in his heart, a majestic and hot aura suddenly came from behind him, and soon appeared above his headlamp.

"It's finally here!"

Sensing this aura, Jian Qingyu was slightly happy in her heart, and a smile appeared on her face!