As if time had stopped, the rain was still at this time, stagnant in mid-air and could not fall.

The faces of the seven souls became more and more visible, the faces of the cold and resolute swords, the deep and murderous expression, and the indifference without the breath of fireworks, accompanied by the violent fluctuations of the vitality of heaven and earth between the waves of hands and feet, like a heavy mountain accumulated in the hearts of everyone.

"Click!"

It was like the sound of a mirror shattering, and the originally smooth sky suddenly cracked, and then the tightly straightened strings that seemed to collapse were pulled apart, and the clanging sound kept coming from the crack.

Like a small fish that had broken free from the shackles of a fishing net, countless strands of heaven and earth vitality broke free from the palms of many True Realm powerhouses and spread out towards the four sides.

Ying Yi only felt like someone had thrown a stone into the calm lake, and the originally silent fish seemed to be frightened, but it dissipated in an instant, and the originally clearly visible vitality lines immediately turned into a mess again, which was much more complicated than usual.

In an instant, he was detached from that wonderful artistic conception, only to feel that there was a red mist in front of him, Ying Yi's face changed slightly, and he wanted to step forward immediately, but he was blocked by Jian Yixi's hand.

Standing up with a sword in his hand, the sword turned his back to Ying Yi, and his face was extremely ruddy, which was not a normal red, but the blood in his body was boiling and stirring.

The moment he stood up, the black robe behind Jian Yiyi was clinging to his body, and he could vaguely see the lines left by sweat, but Ying Yi knew that it was not sweat, but blood, which was dyed by countless blood mist spurting out from behind.

The four of them joined forces to fight against the seven military souls of the True Viewing Realm, wanting to fight for control of this piece of heaven and earth vitality, but it was obvious that they all failed, and the consequence of suffering defeat was to accept the backlash of the power of heaven and earth, and the four of them were seriously injured and had no strength to fight again.

Although Ying Yi didn't understand the battle they had just now, it didn't hinder his observation, and at this time, Jian Yixi's physical condition was not an exaggeration to call it the end of the strong crossbow, it was obvious that he was supporting himself, and the strength of the seven military souls was obviously beyond the expectations of the four of them.

In the same True Viewing Realm, the Seven Army Souls were obviously superior to them in terms of numbers, and the strength of these Seven Army Souls was also above them, so their defeat was of course a matter of course.

Click......

Scarlet blood droplets dripped down the cuffs, and there was the sound of beads falling to the ground, and the arms kept twitching in pain, but the eyes were extremely solemn, mixed with a hint of horror.

As if the wind was blowing, the long hair on Ying Yi's forehead moved gently, covering his eyes, and he blinked his eyelids a few times uncomfortably, but he didn't pull away the strands of hair.

"It's a little hard now!"

He muttered to himself in his heart, and then a crimson divine spear appeared in his hand, and the blood light wrapped around it revealed a bewitching coldness, and it was actually a red blood spear completely condensed by the Xuanyin blood flame.

It looked like it was thrown casually, but the air shook into a violent roar, and a red light shot straight towards the rushing military spirit, pulling out a red light mark in the air like lightning.

"Click!"

Like the sound of a glass jade cup shattering, Ying Yi's face changed slightly, and a trace of horror flashed in the depths of his pupils.

It was a very young face, at least he was very young when he was alive, and some transparent fingers were glowing with a trace of black gas, just on the tip of the Xuanyin Blood Spear, the blood spear comparable to a low-grade magic weapon actually began to shatter from the tip, and without the slightest resistance, it turned into countless fragments, falling down like crystal flowers.

This is the true strength of the powerhouses of the True Perception Realm, and the Xuanyin Blood Flames that are extremely restrained against those battle souls are nothing more than this in the eyes of the powerhouses of the Four Realms who have completely transformed into military souls.

Their use of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi is no longer limited to themselves, but uses the power of Heaven and Earth to enhance the strength of True Yuan, and the Yin Death Qi in their bodies has already wrapped a thick layer of True Yuan power, even if the Xuanyin Blood Flame cannot break through that layer of True Yuan and hurt themselves.

swallowed the blood in his mouth without a trace, except for his face becoming a little pale, he didn't show any unusual looks, but his eyes, which were originally a little squinted, became narrower, and even covered by his hair, as if he was asleep.

There was a trace of Ying Yi's mind attached to the Xuanyin Blood Spear, and he overestimated the restraint of the Xuanyin Blood Flame on the military soul, Ying Yi did not withdraw that trace of mental power in time, and was suddenly broken by the Xuanyin Blood Spear, and his wisp of mental power was naturally dispersed.

Not only Win Yi, but also Gu Evil, Xiang Fei, Yi Arrow, and Liu Mu were also injured to varying degrees, but the white bone banner of the king in Yan Jie's hand seemed to be somewhat restrained by this military soul, under the power of Yan Jie's blood sacrifice white bone banner, he actually beat the military soul that attacked him almost collapsed, and the soul body that had been condensed began to become illusory, with this famous earth element magic weapon, Yan Jian actually hit a military soul, which is comparable to the existence of the four realms.

It's just that the price of such a result is that Yan Yu himself no longer has the slightest combat power, and the whole person is already lying on the ground weakly, and the white bone banner in his hand has become dead and silent, as if he has lost all his magical powers.

At this point, all the top cultivators who came to the Heavenly Tomb were seriously injured except for a few who did not make a move.

Rain and twilight, Zuo Qingwu, Jian Yiyi still hated the east, and there was no strength to shoot, and the power of heaven and earth was counterattacked, even if they couldn't easily carry it.

The loss of the Seven Souls is just one soul, which has already made many young talents helpless, and some people can't help but be a little anxious, who can stand up against the other six souls now, or bury their bones in this sea of blood and be the companion of their ancestors.

Suddenly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Jian Yixi's mouth, and his originally tense expression also became relaxed, and his body sat down, and countless heaven and earth vitality mixed with blood and rain poured into his body, and the flushing on his face due to the boiling of qi and blood also showed signs of dissipating, but he was recuperating from his injuries.

Ying Yi didn't understand Jian Yixi's sudden change in painting style, and the corners of his eyebrows were slightly frowned, but he soon stretched out again, but he wrinkled again.

It was like a frozen river, and suddenly a column of water came out of nowhere, shattering the surface of the ice and turbidizing the river below.

Originally, the blockade of the Yuan Qi that the four of them had not been able to break overnight was now shattered by an external force, and the Yuan Qi of this heaven and earth controlled by the Seven Souls was like a fleeing fish, completely breaking free of the palm of the Seven Souls, and was once again perceived by many cultivators.

In the original hazy drizzle, I don't know when it began, it was actually stained with a little black, and this black light was so inconspicuous in the blood-colored raindrops that it was impossible to detect it without looking carefully.

Suddenly, a black figure appeared in the air, standing still like that, not even shaking its clothes, as if it had appeared there a long time ago, and as if it had just arrived from nowhere.

Some short figures, but wrapped in an extremely wide black robe, neither the body nor the face, there is no leakage, it looks so discordant, like a real night, giving people an inexplicable sense of fear.

Being able to soar through the void is a sign of the True Perception Realm, and this is another True Viewing Realm powerhouse.

Ying Yi's face became a little complicated, Yan Qing also became a little uncomfortable, the three-grade black lotus tattooed on the sleeves of the black robe, and the child-like height, had already let the two know the identity of the person who came.

It was precisely because of guessing the identity of the person that the two of them became a little uncomfortable, this person was the young priest who helped Yan Qing smelt the true soul of the Water and Fire Dragon Python, but to the surprise of the two, this person was actually a strong person in the True View Realm, and a demon who was not weaker than the sword and hated the eastward generation.

"Bitter in life, hate parting, fortunate to be born and grieved, reverse yin and yang life and death, hateful will not come true in the end, if you don't return, if you don't return......"

"Bitter in life, hate parting, fortunate to be born and grieved, reverse yin and yang life and death, hateful will not come true in the end, if you don't return, if you don't return......"

Bursts of ancient notes that seemed to be sacrifices resounded over the sea of blood, and everyone who heard it did not have the idea of returning to this place, only feeling that this world was like a sea of suffering, and since the physical body could not cross it, it was better to abandon this skin and seek the fearless liberation of the spirit.

An extremely piercing coolness came from the Taiyin star core of the dantian, and Ying Yi woke up in an instant, staring at the black-robed figure in the sky with some fear, secretly lifting his mind and eliminating all the sacrificial noises that entered his ears.

Suddenly, he saw Sun Jin behind him put a long sword on his neck, as if he was about to commit suicide, and Ying Yi's fingertips passed through a wisp of cold light, and pointed directly at Sun Jin's eyebrows, waking him up.

Sun Jin didn't seem to have come to his senses, staring at Ying Yi with a bit of confusion, and threw out the long sword in his hand suddenly, his face turned extremely pale in an instant, and a trace of cold sweat had unconsciously left along his sideburns.

"Multi-...... Thank you!"

Sun Jin said with some trembling, reaching out to wipe the beads of sweat from his sideburns, and his expression was still full of fear.

The black-robed priest didn't seem to see the people below at all, and the sacrificial words in his mouth still spit out without interruption, like water droplets falling on a jade plate, becoming more and more rapid and louder.

As the sacrificial text was read, the black light in the blood rain turned like silk threads, like starlight sprinkled from the depths of the sea of stars, one end was connected to the body of the seven souls, and the other end was wrapped around the unknown where it led.

The military soul that was originally severely injured by Yan Ji did not resist in the slightest, and disappeared without a trace by the black line, leaving only endless voices of resentment echoing in the heavens and the earth.

The other six military spirits all roared incessantly, as if they were screaming for the passing of their companions, and like they were struggling to free themselves from the thin black threads that were wrapped around their bodies.

"Oni God Sacrifice!"

I don't know when, Jian Yiyi was already standing behind Ying Yi, and his voice was rare and heavy to spit out these three words, as if there was magic power into Ying Yi's ears.