Chapter Seventy-Five: Imperial Soul

All of a sudden, the entire Jinnan Town was shrouded in thunder, and everyone's attention was also looking at Gu Nansheng, except for Baili Fusheng. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The afterglow in Baili Fusheng's eyes noticed what the intention of the people of the Demon Hades Sect was to seal the dust, presumably the woman in black should have been silently killing the people of the Demon Hades Sect, and she couldn't help but wrinkle in her heart, and her steps were like illusory, and she ran straight to the dust.

A wide empty field in Jinnan Town was suddenly covered by everyone's spiritual power turbulence, and in order to prevent Gu Nansheng and Baili Fusheng from realizing that she was wrong, Han Jingqi also immediately attracted her spiritual power, and fought against the supreme realm of Chen Yufeng with Gu Nansheng.

Although Chen Yufeng saw Baili Fusheng flashing past not far from him, and went straight to Feng Chen, wanting him to stop Feng Chen from taking the woman away, but Bai Li Fusheng did not let Chen Yufeng pay more attention, after all, in Chen Yufeng's heart, that Baili Fusheng was just an ant.

The disciples of the Demon Netherworld Sect behind Feng Chen also saw the menacing Baili Fusheng coming from the sky, and in an instant, they all unsheathed their swords, covering the thick demonic qi in their sword bodies, and a group of people Xu went straight to Baili Fusheng.

The disciples of the Demon Netherworld Sect were slightly disdainful of Baili Fusheng, and one of them was even more arrogant, "Heh, rat generation, when I am the sword of the revenant." ”

The sword eyebrows of the Hundred Miles Floating Life were raised, his breath was steady, and he was not disturbed by the words of the Demon Netherworld Sect disciples who rushed towards him, and the power of the candle light in his hand was greatly released, and suddenly the figure of the Hundred Miles Floating Life was like an ethereal ghost, flashing from the crowd of Demon Netherworld Sect disciples.

Time seems to stand still and the air seems to condense.

The group of Demon Netherworld Sect disciples who rushed towards the hundred miles of floating life seemed to be unconscious, suspended in mid-air, and the people with ruddy faces at that moment also turned pale in an instant, and slowly lost their blood.

"Bang bang!!" followed several sounds, and the Demon Netherworld Sect disciples fell from mid-air one after another, blood splattered everywhere.

This situation really shocked Chen Yufeng and Feng Chen, and they couldn't help but think, "This time I underestimated the enemy." Then a wave of doubts suddenly came to my heart, it seemed that he was just an ordinary disciple of the Kunlun Sect, and he could actually kill the sharp Netherworld Sect disciples under the Demon Netherworld Sect with a single sword in a single thought.

Feng Chen's pace also turned sharply, and he suddenly looked at Baili Fusheng not far away, if it weren't for Baili Fusheng killing his subordinates in a single thought, I'm afraid that Feng Chen would also be disdainful of Baili Fusheng at this time and the disciples under his own hands at the previous moment.

"I didn't expect that you would have such magical powers, and you would be able to hide your realm in the meridians, but the biggest mistake in your life was to worship the Kunlun Gate, boy, let's die!" Although Feng Chen was injured by a half-immortal spirit like Tomorrow You, his body cultivation was still enough to slash a hundred miles of floating life under the sword.

Baili Fusheng's heart couldn't help but subtly, remembering that after Songfeng Pavilion was slaughtered by blood, Baili Fusheng had already hated the Demon Sect to the core, and had already silently made a wish to punish the people of the Demon Sect above Shenzhou.

Thinking of this, there seemed to be a stream of heat rising out of the back of the hundred-mile floating back.

The fighting spirit of the two is getting stronger and stronger, it seems that in the hearts of Baili floating and sealing dust, at this time, there are only them in the empty field of Jinnan Town, the breeze rolls up the dust, blowing away the leaves that have withered from the trees, almost in a thought, the two of them shot.

The terrible ghost roared, breaking through the air, and countless Yin Spirit Qi appeared beside Feng Chen's body, heading towards the hundred miles of floating beings not far away.

This Demon Netherworld's soul-absorbing and soul-sucking technique was also revealed one by one at this time.

Baili Fusheng couldn't help but gasp, only to see that there were white ghosts around him, coming one after another, and he was overwhelmed. It's just that before he could parry a few times, he saw a ghost shadow in the sky, pressed down like a thick cloud, forcing him back to the ground, Baili Fusheng gritted his teeth to support, but before he could parry a few times, suddenly his body stumbled, his feet hurt sharply, and he almost fell to the ground.

Baili Fusheng was taken aback, looked down, and saw that in the soil under his feet, two huge ghost hands suddenly stretched out, grasping his feet firmly, and the ghost claws were sharp, almost piercing into the blood.

Countless gusts of ghost howls came in mid-air as scheduled, as if they were celebrating the sealing of the dust, screaming and swarming, and the greedy mouths seemed to be right in front of them. And in the sky, three hideous faces suddenly appeared, and there seemed to be some familiarity in the dark, and he was stunned for a hundred miles, and said in his heart; "This ...... Aren't these the three men I met in Cuixiang House today?"

It can be seen that the three of them have been tragically killed by the hands of the Demon Netherworld Sect, Baili Fusheng's face is pale, his muscles seem to be a little distorted, and he endures severe pain, and the knot technique in his right hand is slashed in front of him, and the candle sword rises in the air, "Huh." A wall of light flashed, shining golden light, flashing again and again.

The few Yin Spirits who rushed down first couldn't hold back their momentum, and they hit the body of the Candlelight Sword alive, and they didn't even scream, they turned into light smoke and dissipated.

At the same time, Baili Fusheng's body shook again, and he looked down, only to see that the ghost claw was like a sharp blade, which had already cut through his skin, and bright red blood flowed out and dripped on the black ghost claw.

The smell of delicious, sweet, blood suddenly emanated from the air.

Baili Fusheng was stunned for a moment.

The countless yin spirits flying and screaming all over the sky were also stunned.

The light on the body of the candle sword also seemed to shake slightly, as if the breath connected with his blood meridians was stimulated.

A moment later, countless Yin Spirits rushed down with a shout, rushing towards the luscious flesh and blood. It's just that in that cold wind, someone raised his head and roared. The candlelight sword fell, and Baili Fusheng grabbed it, ignoring the yin spirit above, his eyes widened, and there was a faint red light in his eyes.

The candlelight sword sword qi swept by.

"Pounce!", deep underground, there was a muffled sound. All the Yin Spirits above suddenly stopped, their faces frightened, just like the legendary demon that burned the Yin Soul in front of them.

In the darkness, it was as if there was only a hundred miles of light floating on his body, flickering.

Feng Chen's face suddenly changed greatly, and Huo Ran raised his head, this young man actually broke one of the life ghosts in his Five Ghost Imperial Spirit Array. And in the scene, the four ghosts who were missing a corner obviously couldn't control so many yin spirits, and gradually some yin spirits escaped.

The ground around Baili Fusheng suddenly sank to a depth of half a foot, and the ghost claws that were grasping at his feet slowly loosened, turned into blood, and seeped into the ground.

It's just that before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he only heard the sky full of yin spirits roaring in unison. He was frightened and was about to resist, but he saw that the countless yin spirits were scattered and fled, only to see white light flickering, ghosts roaring again and again, yin spirits flying, and red light flashing

At the same time, Feng Chen's body was shocked, his face turned pale, and the ruddy lips that had turned dark purple at that moment, and then streams of black blood flowed out of his mouth......