"You know this thing?"

The fat man was the closest to him, and he was also the fastest to react, the soul evil appearance in Yang Xuan's mouth was indeed terrifying, and it was really the same as the appearance of the ghost. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Well, hand-to-hand"

"How?"

Yang Xuan took a deep look at the dense blood-colored flash, and then warned loudly, "Everyone, this is a soul demon, specializing in devouring human flesh and blood, devouring the soul, and it cannot be cut without the technique of restraining the evil devil and the devil."

Speaking of this, it seems that something sounded, "After killing, a soul source qi mass will be generated, this thing is quite beneficial to the divine thoughts, but it should be noted that it also contains all kinds of negative emotions, which is easy to hook the demons in the heart......"

"Hiss......" Everyone gasped, no matter when and where the word demon is, it is a terrifying thing that cultivators talk about, and if they are not careful, it is the result of their body and path, teach them how not to be afraid?

As soon as the words fell, all the souls looked up to the sky and screamed, and their voices were like nine ghosts, which were particularly infiltrating, and immediately, the boundless yin wind was urged, and it rushed straight to everyone.

Yang Xuan's face remained unchanged, the vast golden thunder rioted instantly, and the golden thunder force field was propped up in his body, the heavenly punishment thunder prison, and the majestic majesty rose, but in less than a breath, the slightly faster soul shatter collapsed into nothingness.

Seeing this, everyone was envious in their hearts, and there was no ambiguity in their hands, all kinds of attacks were frequently attacked, but the effect was more than a step weaker than Yang Xuan, this was indeed no way.

Yang Xuan's thunder power already has a lot of restraint on this kind of demonic evil, and ordinary silver thunder still has this extremely strong killing power, not to mention the Nine Heavens Golden Thunder, which is known as the strength of heavenly punishment.

Among these people, only Fang Fei'er and the others' weird blue light, as well as the means of Yuruo, were relatively easy to deal with the soul demon.

"How could there be no soul source qi mass?" Yang Xuan used a move, staring at the position of the soul annihilation a little stunned, this was completely different from what he expected, the kind of thing that was not much beneficial to the divine thought still impressed him a lot.

At this time, the people on the other side, who were a little slower, also noticed it and cast inquiring glances at him.

"I don't know, things are always weird, be careful"

As soon as he spoke, Yang Xuan controlled the golden thunder and burst out with a powerful power, and the foot-long thunder mangs scattered and splashed with a strong burning intent, and every time he struck out, he would always pierce through more than a dozen soul-shattering bodies and incinerate them.

This is indeed the thunder burning mystery that Yang Xuan has perfected on the sixth layer of the Cloud Desolation Tower, different from the tyranny of the flames, the embodiment of the thunder is closer to the inside out, with its awe-inspiring might, it can be said that there are thousands of souls in the field, none of them are the enemy of one.

The slaughter continued, and the furious assault fell on the continuous houses, but it was difficult to lose a single bit, as if the place as dark and strange as the substance was illusory.

Everyone didn't know how many souls had been eliminated, but they felt that this thing seemed to be endless, a batch of annihilation, there were always more rushing at the face, and the various attacks in the field were shining continuously, and the sound was impressive, but it gradually weakened its might.

"Where are the rats, disturbing the purity of this seat?"

With a sudden roar, everyone who was shocked was stunned, the attacks in their hands slowed down, and they immediately came back to their senses, and the offensive instantly strengthened, destroying all the souls in front of them that had been stationary for some time.

"Who's there? Get out?"

One of them burst into tears, and the sound was scattered in all directions, and the rest of the people kept glancing, but they never noticed anything.

Only Yang Xuan frowned, his gaze fell on one of the continuous houses, thunder accumulated all over his body, and his face was gloomy.

After a while, a strong thick black mist rose from the room, and after surging violently, a tall figure appeared.

The same illusory body, but it is much more condensed than ordinary souls, and there is a strange cloak full of blood behind him, faintly transformed by ghosts and monsters, and his expression is hideous and terrifying.

"Demonic Spirits, Demon Cloak?"

The figure was slightly stunned, and instantly became furious, and a powerful wave of qi spread around his body, turning the close soul demon on his head, "Who are you?

"Yang Xuan!"

"Don't panic, everyone, this is a soul demon spirit, it can be regarded as an advanced body of soul evil, be careful of the cloak behind him, there are some doorways"

"Damn, vulture, dare to talk about the rights and wrongs of this seat, accept your life!"

With a burst of shouts, the demon spirit's big hand was bluff, but in an instant, he held a long sword, the blade of the sword was also gray and misty, but the cold light did not decrease, and a fierce aura was still strong, which looked quite strange.

In an instant, a sword slashed out, and the majestic gray-black sword qi turned into a hideous ghost, roaring and roaring, and rushed straight forward.

Yang Xuan's face remained unchanged, and the rich thunder shot out from the blade of Fan Chen's pen, facing the ghost, but it was effortless to disintegrate and eliminate it.

"Wow, yes, I'm angry, this seat will take your life today"

At this point, the blood in the eyes of the demon spirit was flourishing, like two blood-colored stars, radiating a rich light, and the long sword in his hand was condensed, under the cover of the dark color, the cold glow was still there, revealing coldness.

"Take this seat, cleanse the ...... of a thousand ghosts" As soon as the words fell, the gray long sword was slashed out one after another, and the incomparable dark majestic energy became a tide one after another, and the ghosts were heavy, and where the sword light brushed, a dilapidated confusion and death qi emerged, and even swallowed up some of the souls that were close to it, turning into one of the countless ghosts, which was extremely ruthless.

Yuemei, Youruo and the other Wangtian Palace disciples were stunned, their expressions were stunned, and they couldn't believe it.

"This ...... This is...... Cleansing the Thousand Rivers, Sect's Martial Arts Moves......"

"What?"

The others were shocked, so wouldn't the identity of this soul demon spirit be revealed? It was actually a disciple of the Wangtian Palace.

Yu Ruo was stunned, and between the lightning of his mind, his body rushed out quickly, the long sword in his hand flashed again and again, and the rich purple halo formed a wave, and the purple qi was steaming, and he actually used the same martial arts as the demon spirit.

The golden thunder that escaped from Yang Xuanfan's dust pen paused in mid-air, and slowly withdrew it into his body.

"Who are you, and how can you use my Heavenly Palace's moves?"

The demon spirit was stunned for a moment, seeing that his sword skills were broken by the other party by the same means, and almost did not consume much strength, the two servants collided, and the ghost screamed, and all of them melted and collapsed in the majestic purple qi.

The pale and treacherous face slowly changed, becoming more gloomy, angry, and did not speak, the long sword turned again, and a dark ball suddenly appeared on the tip of the sword, which rose into the air in an instant, radiating ten thousand ghostly bodies, as thin as a gossamer, but powerful, like a strange dawn sun, hanging in the air.

If the smiling face is pale, there seems to be anger burning in her eyes, and the moves of the demon spirit seem to be very familiar to her, "The sun melts the snow" with a soft click, and the purple air of the long sword swirls, instantly condensing from the top of the head into a huge purple sun, which also radiates purple light, covering this obscure and inexplicable ghost palace into a glow.

As expected, the demonic attack of the demon spirit really melted like snow, and under the reflection of the purple sun, it did not even let out a wail.

Youruo's true yuan seems to have its own attribute, which is also a lot of restraint on evil demons, but it is different from Yang Xuan's golden thunder, just looking at the power, it seems that the two are between the two.

"Tell me, who the hell are you? Don't force me to kill you."

Yu Ruo's words are sharp, and a delicate little face is full of frost at the moment, this demon spirit can use the secret style of Wangtian Palace, it is impossible to say that the disciples who strayed into this ghost palace in the early years were killed by it, devouring flesh and blood, soul, and knowing this martial art.

Or...... She didn't dare think so.

Yuemei sighed faintly, stepped forward slowly, and said softly: "This demon spirit is a disciple of Wangtian Palace, Youruo, give her a ride."

"Aunt Mei ......"

"I think it was invaded by the evil aura of this ghost palace, and I died in it, but I couldn't rest in peace......"

As he spoke, Youruo sighed, raised his head and looked at the demon spirit's eyes, which were even more cold, the long sword pointed directly, the halo flowed, and a strong momentum erupted, and the purple light flickered.

The demon spirit didn't have time to pay attention to the conversation of the person in front of him, in his consciousness, these people were invaders, they were blood food, and they only killed, but their two attacks were easily broken by him, and it seemed that some means were needed.

"Oh, vulture, I want to see how you can break my demonic cloak"

With an angry shout in his mouth, the gray long sword disappeared in an instant, and with both hands touching his back, an illusory cloak with a strange blood shadow appeared, and with a violent flick, in an instant, a hideous ghost head several feet high appeared from the same place, and the dark and deep huge mouth opened widely, and let out a silent shout, and his whole body was as red as blood.

As soon as the blood shadow came out, the group was shocked, as if they had met some extremely frightened and frightened creature, huddled aside and trembled, the red light in their eyes seemed to be a lot lighter, and there was no ferocity at all.

"Blood Shadow, swallow them for this seat"

The demon spirit gave an order, and the huge blood shadow hissed in the sky, and suddenly a strong suction force permeated the field, gradually encompassing everyone, and some souls who couldn't dodge were pulled in an instant, and their bodies shot extremely quickly towards the dark giant mouth, and they couldn't make a sound until they died.

At the same time, as if this breath had alarmed something, looking at the huge place of the ghost palace, suddenly the black air swirled, the ghost shadow rose, and the figures that were no different from this demon spirit immediately appeared, densely occupying a large area along the way from here to the temple.

"Be careful, all the Soul Demon Spirits have appeared"

Yang Xuan shouted loudly, and the golden mangs of the mortal dust pen rose sharply, while resisting this strong suction force, while thundering the dark luck, in fact, the plan for today is to kill this demon spirit as soon as possible, otherwise this strange move will definitely affect everyone.

However, if you play against it, it can't be said that it is still an internal matter of other sects, and it is really difficult for you to interfere.

"Youruo!" shouted in desperation.

Youruo also knew that things were not good, the purple light of the long sword was steaming, and the purple dawn sun reappeared, but what was different from before was that it radiated ten thousand small sword rays, purple rhyme flowed, and the momentum was solemn and awe-inspiring, and a brain shot towards the huge blood shadow, as well as the soul demon spirit behind him who was suspected to be a disciple of Wangtian Palace.