When his consciousness sank into darkness, Yang Xuan secretly said in his heart that it was not good, but it was already a moment late, and the gloomy and treacherous surroundings made him wonder, there was no sign of a great opportunity, but it was a kind of intense crisis that made people frightened and inexplicable. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hahahaha......"

The rampant smug laughter instantly resounded in the ears, and it seemed extremely hideous in this strange space.

"What the hell did you do?"

"Junior, I'm not stupid, but do you really think that old brute thing can really trap me to that point?" The voice was full of banter and hatred, which had been slightly concealed before, but at this moment, it was all revealed.

"I think back then, he used this living spirit inkstone to suppress me, but I never dreamed that thousands of years later, it was because of this living spirit inkstone that my soul had the opportunity to reappear in the world."

"A thousand souls?"

"By the way, you junior is short-sighted, and you must not know the name of the deity, so let me tell you, when the deity was in its heyday, your mysterious realm ...... Hmph, bullshit name...... This great mystery, except for the white old beast, the strongest person is just a tie with me, the deity is in the middle of it, dominating the world, how happy......"

Yang Xuan heard the clue of this soul thousand deaths, and claimed to be the deity, thinking that he was a strong person in the Divine Realm thousands of years ago, and the white old beast in his mouth may be the master of this living inkstone, the predecessor of the white cangke.

As for the mystery, I don't understand it, and I can't think of a reason.

After a long time, the soul was immersed in his past, and when he saw that Yang Xuan was speechless for a long time, he came back to his senses, stared at his somewhat dazed eyes with interest, and said in a gloomy voice:

"Thanks to this living inkstone, the deity has a chance to take it away...... What a suitable body......" As he spoke, the soul appeared in shape, and a faint dark phantom appeared in front of Yang Xuan's eyes.

"Although my clan does not cultivate much in the physical body, it ...... Hahaha, God really helped me, eliminating the steps of the beast spirit entering the body, Bai Lao Brute, I didn't expect it, your mysterious genius is now going to become the furnace of my soul, haha, happy!"

Suddenly there was a loud cry of ecstasy, the soul thousand deaths didn't seem to be worried that Yang Xuan would escape under his nose, nor was he worried that he would not be able to succeed, since the ancient monument came to the world, the cultivation of various races was different, this is the self-confidence of a peerless powerhouse who specializes in this way, it is so great and mysterious, and there will definitely be no one who can stand out.

Yang Xuan's face was solemn when he heard this, and he looked like he was waiting for the battle, now the only comfort in his heart was his own Nine Heavens Golden Thunder, the kind of peerless divine object that had an extraordinary effect on the soul body evil, I believe that with this thing in hand, how can I save my life.

"Huh?" he thought about it, but in an instant, he fell into an ice cave, and his face turned pale in an instant, and he found that his body was empty, not to mention the Nine Heavens Golden Thunder, and even the slightest true yuan power had disappeared, as if he was just an ordinary person, a mortal person who had no cultivation.

As if seeing what Yang Xuan was thinking and frightened, Soul Qianyan sneered and looked at him mockingly, "Why?

"Hahaha, it's really a simple junior, Bai Lao Beast, your vision is really bad, you can find such a stupid person as a disciple...... This is the sea of souls, oh yes, it is the sea of consciousness in your mouth, but it is isolated, if you can control the energy, unless you have broken the psychic and ascended to the realm of three days......"

Soul Thousand Soul laughed wildly, as if everything was under control, but it was true, the ghost knew what method he had used to isolate the perception of the Soul Artifact Soul Inkstone, and create such a favorable situation for himself.

"Do you think I'm going to guard against your golden thunder? What else do you have to praise besides this thing? The deity has been preparing for thousands of years, how can you turn your head in the hands of a junior?"

"Now...... Obediently appointed, the soul will be dissipated automatically, and the deity will fulfill your last wish for you, otherwise, ......"

"How else?" At this time, Yang Xuan also knew that he was in a situation where he was almost dead and lifeless, and if he was not careful, he would end up with a soul scattered, and his body would make a wedding dress for this irrelevant person.

"How? hey, hey...... That's it, that's ......."

As soon as the words fell, the soul thousand deaths smiled coldly, in the dark space, there were sudden gusts of yin wind, the momentum was huge, Yang Xuan's soul form at this moment was slightly distorted by its blowing, and a strong pain was born, as if thousands of soul needles pierced deeply into the whole body, and he was extremely sad.

The pain of the soul body is different from the physical body, it is ten times more painful, and the danger is much greater than the physical injury.

Yang Xuan almost bent down in pain, his condensed soul body almost wanted to dissipate, and every time the infinite yin wind blew, he could see it tremble fiercely, as if it was the end of a strong crossbow.

On the slightly illusory face, there were already bruised muscles, and the teeth that were clenched suddenly were even about to shatter, which showed what kind of pain he had endured.

"Hahaha, how's that?

"Also, early ...... It's early......" Yang Xuan forced himself to squeeze out these words from between his teeth, as if he had exhausted the strength of his whole body, and his soul body became more and more dim.

"Hmph, hard-mouthed boy, the deity specializes in cultivating the soul, so as to respect the world, if you want to compete with me for endurance, but you have the wrong idea......"

Soul Qianyan stared at Yang Xuan in a bleak condition with his eyes, the corners of his mouth set off a strange arc, and a fierce light appeared, and the yin wind wandering in this void space suddenly increased its power, whistling and attacking.

Affected by this strong force, Yang Xuan trembled, and a layer of pale silver soul energy visible to the naked eye escaped from his body, dissipating with the agitation of the yin wind.

"Uhh......h

"Hehe, still insisting...... What a persistent boy" Soul Qianyan sneered lightly, as if he enjoyed this kind of abusive pleasure very much, obviously his strength was much stronger than the other party, but he liked to watch him struggle, but he couldn't do anything.

"But this attachment of yours will not help you except make you more miserable......"

As soon as he said this, the frenzied yin wind rushed and roared again, and its force was stronger than before, and the illusory body was instantly blown away, until its back hit an inexplicable wall, and it did not stop its form.

After this collision, the already tense nerves were loosened, and on top of the illusory soul body, an extremely thick silver soul qi rose again, and Yang Xuan's body became more and more illusory, and in this pitch-black environment, it was almost impossible to see it.

Now he almost didn't even have the strength to snort, the pain was still there, but there was only a faint murmur like a thin gossamer, which slowly overflowed from his throat, and was instantly drowned by the howling yin wind, without hearing the slightest sound.

"Junior...... Do you still want to hold on?"

The frenzy of the yin wind slowed down slightly, which was extremely rare, giving Yang Xuan a chance to breathe.

Struggling to get up, although he was in pain several times, he still looked at himself coldly, stared at the soul of the thousand deaths motionlessly, and said extremely weakly, "Hold on, even if you will die today, you don't want to take my body so easily!"

"Oh, junior, the deity admires you a little...... If you were born awake, if you were born a thousand years earlier, you would surely become one of the strongest in this heaven and earth...... Oh, hehe, creation makes people ......"

Yang Xuan chuckled disdainfully, taking the words of the soul as a deaf ear, illusory, but still from the shimmering eyes of the divine light, there was a hint of wisdom.

"Why do you talk so much nonsense, you want my body, then come on"

"Good courage, good momentum" Soul Qianyan sincerely admired, and the yin wind wandering in the space roared again, wrapping around his side, "No matter where you get your confidence, today, you are bound to fall, and with your backbone, the deity can fulfill your wish......"

With that, the soul thousand corpses shouted, and the yin wind swept up his condensed soul body, and rushed over in an instant, intending to completely scatter the remaining little soul qi of Yang Xuan with the collision of the soul body, and devour it all.

His face was hideous, his soul was roaring, and his voice was terrifying, Yang Xuan was weak at the moment, but he was not afraid at all, and that indifferent smile always appeared on his face.

"Very strong, but ...... With all due respect, I'm afraid you're also at the end of the crossbow."

The face of the Soul Qianyan who was in the shape of a forward rush changed suddenly, and the surprise and uneasiness that flashed in his eyes were taken into Yang Xuan's eyes.

"The suppression of thousands of years, the perception of isolating this soul artifact, and the violent yin wind that pervades it, it takes a lot of energy."

"Hmph, even if this is the case, what can you do, with you as a mysterious monk, the realm of your soul is almost nothing, or this half-crippled appearance now, do you think you will defeat me?"

The distance between the two is rapidly approaching, and Yang Xuan once again showed an indifferent smile that was not shocked, "You have to fight for it, don't you?

As soon as he spoke, Yang Xuan held on, and sat cross-legged before the soul thousand deaths collided, without warning, a faint blue light filled his body, in this soul prohibition that could not invoke the slightest energy, it was enough to make his soul thousand deaths extremely surprised.

"It's ......"

Before he could finish his sigh, the figures collided instantly, the yin wind was messy and escaped in an instant, and the position where Yang Xuan was sitting was stirring up majestic black and silver soul qi, entangled with each other, the black qi was slightly stronger, and the silver qi was weaker, but it was comparable in momentum, and for a while, it was in a stalemate.

"Wrestling, how can you be the opponent of the deity?"

With an angry snort, the soul thousand corpses gushed out a strong soul qi, just like a thick black fog barrier that covered the sky and the sun, covering all the silver rays, encroaching inch by inch, and the black mist surging violently for a minute, the silver rays were forced to melt a point.

But no matter how it devours and annihilates, the faint green light has always lingered in Yang Xuan's soul, just like the blue lantern candle flame of the ancient temple, which will not be extinguished through the ages.

"It can't be...... The deity is equivalent to the soul power at the pinnacle of the realm of the gods, and there is no way to shake this blue light, what is this?"

In the frenzied churning thick black mist, a little green light, maintaining the silver light unextinguished, like a boat retrograde in the raging waves, tenacious and tenacious.