With the absorption, the symbol on the circle gradually brightened, and finally a film-like substance appeared, which was almost transparent, and could be clearly seen, in it, there was a void space, countless broken corpses, broken magic weapons, and discarded materials, on the other side of the film, slowly floating by.

At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan, standing in the dark place of the passage of the Valley of Life and Death, did not look at the changes in the sky, but kept staring at the waist of the Blood Soul Ancestor, where a black storage bag was hung.

The change in the sky, beyond his expectations, disrupted his previous plan, but then, Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed, his mind quickly calculated, and slowly, a deep smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the right hand of the person in the air suddenly turned, stretched out his index finger, cut through the fingertip, and popped out a drop of blood, this drop of blood, in the eyes of the monks of the Dongyang Cultivation Realm, was like a meteor, and it shot on the film in the circle.

It is as if hot water is sprinkled on the surface of the ice, and the film melts rapidly at a degree visible to the naked eye.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed with cold light, his right hand clenched, and his spiritual power suddenly poured into the magic weapon in his heart that he had obtained from the strange man Tie Musen, and he said silently in his heart: "Attack!"

During the two months of this magic weapon Yuwen Zhouyuan's retreat, I had carefully studied it and found that the appearance of the person it conjured up could change according to his own requirements, and after absorbing his own spiritual power, along with that trace of curse, a trace of it was extracted.

The young man in mid-air immediately waved his hands, and a purple python suddenly drilled out of his body, at first glance, it was as if he had incarnated into a giant python, and then the giant python roared wildly, and suddenly there were bursts of sound waves around him.

The Blood Soul Ancestor's complexion finally changed greatly, and he was now completely convinced that the other party was indeed a master in the middle stage of the True Master, otherwise he would not be able to wield such a strong aura at all.

At this time, the giant python's body flipped over, and lightning rushed towards the Blood Soul Ancestor, its fangs were already exposed, and Sen Sen's bloody mouth pounced on it with a fishy wind.

The Blood Soul Ancestor quickly retreated, and at the same time bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, and as soon as the blood mist appeared, it immediately turned into a huge flying locust, flying towards the giant python, trying to stop the impact of the giant python.

After doing this, the Blood Soul Ancestor hurriedly patted the storage bag, and a black iron gossip suddenly appeared in his hand, and at the moment when this black gossip appeared,

Gusts of wind blew out, and I saw hundreds of faces appearing on your banner, one by one showing painful expressions and screaming madly.

The Blood Soul Ancestor waved the Iron Bagua Elephant with his right hand, and the faces in the Iron Bagua were suddenly thrown out of the Bagua, only to see the wandering spirits with only their heads rushing towards the giant python without hesitation, and in their eyes, they showed a crazy look of seeking death.

Nan Zhengda touched his chin, looked at the iron gossip, shook his head and said: "This blood soul iron gossip is not enough, there are only more than 30,000 souls, and even Xiaocheng has not reached it. ”

Yu Lingzi heard it on the side, nodded and said, "What the envoy said is extremely true, I saw a soul treasure that gathered tens of millions of souls on the battlefield of the 'Dongzhou Divine Domain' back then, and the power was really terrifying. ”

Nan Zhengda chuckled, shook his head and said: "That's just a Xiaocheng Horcrux, Dacheng's Horcrux is said to have more than a billion souls, and it will take thousands of years to make it." ”

The Blood Soul Ancestor swept the soul gossip, and 30,000 spirits rushed towards the giant python, saying that it was too late and that was fast, and in the blink of an eye, the spirit soul densely surrounded the giant python, and frantically drilled into the giant python's body, and at this moment, something strange happened.

Those spirits did not encounter the slightest obstacle, and rushed into the body of the giant python with great ease, as if they had drilled into the void, and this side drilled in, and that side came out.

I saw 30,000 spirits burrowing into the body of the giant python. It's not lively for a while.

The Blood Soul Ancestor was stunned, and the giant python had already passed through the spirit and swallowed towards him.

The Blood Soul Ancestor's expression changed uncertainly, and he didn't have time to think about it while retreating, and threw out several defensive magic weapons in an attempt to stop the giant python.

But no matter how many substances these magic weapons conjure, they couldn't stop the giant python.

The giant python completely ignored these defensive magic weapons, directly penetrated through it, roared wildly, and swallowed the Blood Soul Ancestor in one gulp.

Nan Zhengda looked strange and looked at the person who had been watching the excitement in mid-air. I found that he was also full of strange colors. The two looked at each other.

The man laughed and looked at the python with a playful expression.

When the Blood Soul Ancestor was approaching, he only felt a breeze blowing, and the giant python was menacing, but the moment it touched his body, the head dissipated silently.

It had been a long time since the Blood Soul Ancestor had felt the taste of cold sweat, but just now, just for such an instant, a large amount of sweat had already leaked from his back.

"Illusion!" Blood Soul Ancestor's face turned blue and red for a while, and finally he couldn't help but scold.

Since he was promoted to the real life stage, he has never spat such a direct expletiveness in the past few hundred years.

In front of so many low-level monks, a gray face who was teased by an illusion. The wrath of the Blood Soul Ancestor.

The Blood Soul Ancestor patted the storage bag gloomily, and was about to take out the black iron gossip. In front of Yuwen Zhouyuan, he pinched the people who had contact with Yuwen Zhouyuan to death one by one.

But at this moment, specks of light appeared in mid-air, fused with each other, and the youth appeared again.

The young man didn't say a word, and immediately waved his right hand, and a sword light flashed. With a hint of coldness, the Blood Soul Ancestor shot at him, and he was instantly there.

The Blood Soul Ancestor sneered, not only did not retreat, but sent it forward, and at the same time grabbed it with his big hand and sneered: "The first time it was an illusion, the second time it may not be." Yuwen Zhouyuan, are you just this little trick? As he spoke, his hand was already on the flying sword.

The sword light flashed, and the flying sword disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already behind the Blood Soul Ancestor, turning the tip of the sword and stabbing fiercely into his back.

I only heard the sound of the flying sword as if it was stabbed on the metal, and it was bounced away violently.

From the corners of the broken clothes on the back of the Blood Soul Ancestor, it can be seen that he is wearing a set of golden inner armor on his body.

The cold light in the eyes of the Blood Soul Ancestor flickered, his face was gloomy, and he took a step forward, appearing in front of the young man in mid-air, grabbing the fingertips with his right hand and grabbing several black threads towards the young man.

At the same time, with a wave of his left hand, eight pillars of blood-colored light suddenly appeared beside the two, and the eight blood-colored lights glowed together, forming a cage.

At this time, the young man in mid-air not only did not show the slightest panic on his face, but instead showed a hint of sarcasm.

As the Blood Soul Ancestor grabbed it with his big hand, his body immediately turned into an illusion and slowly dissipated.

Two paper runes emerged from the young man's body the moment he disappeared, and then the two paper runes collided with each other quickly.

The Blood Soul Ancestor's complexion changed instantly, and at this moment, a red ripple spread out, covering a radius of three hundred zhang in the blink of an eye.

Within three hundred zhang, it turned into a sea of fire at this moment.

Namsterda's eyes narrowed. He secretly said in his heart: "Interesting! This little guy has both the illusion jade of the Spirit Illusion Sect and the Burning Sky of the Burning Sun Sect. Well, that Yuan Shen magic weapon is not simple and powerful. ”

At this time, the man in the sky was also stunned, and glanced at the direction of the passage of the Valley of Life and Death with great meaning, and cracked the corner of his mouth to reveal a strange smile.

The thin film in the sky has already melted away, and it is about to be completely opened.

The blood-colored pillars of light around the Blood Soul Ancestor's body were instantly engulfed by the flames, and the effect of its cage completely lost its effect.

At the same time, a breath of extreme heat climbed rapidly down his feet. The Blood Soul Ancestor clearly felt a stream of heat rushing into his body. But he didn't panic. This level of heat had little impact on him, and the spiritual power in his body immediately recovered as before.

At this moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was in the dark passage of the Valley of Life and Death, suddenly his eyes flickered, and his body disappeared in an instant.

When it appeared, it happened to be at the moment when the flames burned, Yuwen Zhouyuan relied on his own resistance to the blazing yang energy, not affected by the aftermath, and stood silently by the side of the Blood Soul Ancestor.

Yuwen Zhouyuan knew that his own strength could not compete with the True Master Stage at all, so Yuwen Zhouyuan did not want to take revenge.

Although Yuwen Zhouyuan was murderous in his heart, he still forced it down, and at the moment of appearing, he reached out with his right hand and grabbed the storage bag on the waist of the Blood Soul Ancestor.

The moment the Blood Soul Ancestor appeared in Yuwen Zhouyuan, he had already noticed it, and looked back sharply, and after seeing that it was Yuwen Zhouyuan, he suddenly understood in his heart before and after, and when the Blood Soul Ancestor saw Yuwen Zhouyuan, the other party's hand had already grabbed his storage bag.

A hideous look flashed on the Blood Soul Ancestor's face, and he shouted in a low voice, "Explosion!"

Yuwen Juyuan's hand, the moment it touched the storage bag, suddenly a devastating force came out of the storage bag and drilled into his body along his arm.

With a crackling sound, his arm exploded from his fingertips, spreading rapidly.

Yuwen Zhou Yuanyi gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and spit out the Yuan Shen Flying Sword Ice Spirit Xuanguang Sword, and instantly came to his body. Cut off his right hand, and his body quickly retreated with the thrust of the explosion.

At the same time, he grabbed his left hand, grabbed the storage bag in the air, and hurriedly withdrew from the distance with his body.

At this time, the Blood Soul Ancestor took a step forward, stepped out of the burning fire circle, and chased towards Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Catching up in the blink of an eye, the Blood Soul Ancestor grabbed it with his big hand and shouted in his mouth: "Yuwen Zhouyuan." Do you think you can open it when you get the old man's storage bag? Today I will draw your soul to train into a Horcrux, and let you endure the torture of the world and die!"

Yuwen Zhouyuan's right hand had been completely shattered, so he didn't dare to take the storage bag of the Blood Soul Ancestor, but used the giant surgery control to grab it all the time.

The Blood Soul Ancestor was quite annoyed in his heart, in front of so many fellow Daoists. Dealing with a monk in the real life period is a matter of self-destruction, if you catch or kill the other party at once, it will be fine.

But first he was deceived by the strange illusion, and he was disgraced. In the end, it was affected by the abominable flames. And after that Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly appeared, he actually snatched the storage bag.

This feeling is no less than a slap in the face in public, and it is not a slap once, but a slap and a fan, and a slap after slapping.

What annoyed him the most was that the other party was obviously vulnerable, but with the magic weapon he could teleport, which made him secretly frightened.

In addition to these, what frightened the Blood Soul Ancestor the most was Yuwen Zhouyuan's decisiveness and tenacity. You can cut off your right hand without hesitation to prevent the explosion from spreading, and about this, the Blood Soul Ancestor can't help but have some appreciation in his heart.

But this glimmer of appreciation was instantly overwhelmed by hatred.