The battlefield is full of clouds and clouds, and the fog is shrouded. The thick aura of death spread in all directions, and the momentum of the cold soul had reached its peak. His whole body was completely changed, like a phantom.

That is the prototype of the soul, and the dead souls in the Mountain of Lonely Souls are all mutilated lonely souls. The same goes for the cold soul, even if he cultivates to the heavens and the earth, he is still just a remnant soul. However, it is also very difficult to cultivate the physical body by relying on a wisp of remnant soul, and it needs to go through many tribulations.

At this time, he turned back into his prototype, and his body was extremely strange. The phantom hovered in the void, and the thick ghostly mist quickly slapped palm after palm.

At the same time, the soul in his body was also detached from his body little by little. As the palm wind turned into a black light and rushed into the demonic mist, there were faintly seven figures flickering in the dense demonic mist, these were skeletons, and they were the seven puppets of the cold soul control.

Although it is a puppet, it contains the essence poured by the cold soul, and it is also powerful and abnormal at this time.

A thudding sound sounded in the demonic fog, and the black and white light broke through the dense demonic fog. Lei Ling's figure was finally revealed, and his whole body was entangled in black light at this time. No matter how he struggled, the black light did not disperse, hovering rapidly around his body.

As the cold soul slapped out one palm after another, the black light gradually increased, enveloping half of Lei Ling's body like a silkworm cocoon.

Lei Ling's eyes were cold, he fought with the cold soul for a day and a night, but the battle still did not stop.

The strength and horror of the opponent made him deeply jealous. Although I was a little exhausted at this time, I still couldn't give up.

"I haven't fulfilled my promise to them, how can I give up lightly?" said this inexplicable word from Lei Ling's mouth, although his voice was not loud. But it penetrated a radius of thirty miles, and the people around him who were watching the battle heard his muffled words.

An Miaoyi's heart trembled, and a pain arose.

The meaning of this sentence may be understood by only those present, but she is struggling a little at this time.

She looked at Lei Ling silently, watching him gradually be wrapped in a cocoon condensed by black light. She finally couldn't help it, the sword in her hand made a buzzing sound on her own, and he was about to rush towards Lei Ling's side with light steps.

"Sister-in-law, don't be impulsive, this cold soul is very powerful, even if you go up, you can only die in vain!" The fat man saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly stopped An Miaoyi.

He said with a solemn expression: "Wait for my actions, you must not act rashly!"

Saying that, the fat man quietly left here, and colorful stones continued to fall to the ground along the road. His movements and body movements were very fast, and at this time the crowd was paying attention to the big battle in the sky, and no one paid attention to the fat man's movements.

Lei Ling had been submerged in the cocoon formed by the black light, and the figure of the cold soul had also disappeared.

In the void, the demonic fog was billowing out, and only seven skeleton puppets stood there. They remained motionless, as if they were guards, and the void of combat power remained on guard around the demonic mist.

"At this point, you're still struggling!"

There were bursts of angry scolding in the void, and the voice of the cold soul came out of the black cocoon.

However, the black cocoon made a burst of vibrations, and Lei Ling's fierce resistance urged the chessboard to kill it.

But the black cocoon condensed by the black light was so solid that even the gray long sword was difficult to break.

Lei Ling tried several times to no avail, and his heart began to feel a little anxious. But he knew that the more desperate he was, the more he had to stay calm.

He closed his eyes and began to calm the turmoil in his heart.

A layer of Dao rhyme emerged on the surface of his body, and colorful light came out of his body. The fairy light illuminated the entire black cocoon, and a strange power swirled in the cocoon.

This is the power from the immortal body, this power does not belong to Lei Ling, and Lei Ling can't urge it at all. But at this time, Lei Ling was well protected, and the black light that was constantly shooting and scurrying down calmed down after encountering this fairy light.

Leng Roll's low and gloomy words also sounded at this time, and he was very incredulous.

"Immortal bloodline, this is impossible, how can a human race have such a bloodline?"

The low and confused words caused a commotion among the crowd watching the battle from all directions, and people looked at it curiously. They didn't know what was happening, and they didn't know what Cold Soul was referring to.

But they all know one thing, that is, something incredible must have happened to Lei Ling! This makes them look forward to it, the war has lasted for so long, many people have lost patience and want to know the result.

At this moment, a brilliant multicolored light rushed out above the black cocoon. The light soared into the sky, reaching the sky.

A terrifying force rushed out in the multicolored light, it was a gray long sword, and I saw that the huge mountain-like long sword actually slashed at the black cocoon on its own.

The terrifying energy fluctuations exploded in an instant, the black cocoon broke, and a trace of soul let out a ghost crying wolf howl and flew away in the colorful fairy light. Lei Ling broke out of the cocoon, his whole body was wrapped in colorful light, and the chessboard in front of him kept turning, and the vast power continued to surge towards the gray long sword.

"Kill!" Lei Ling roared, his hands making a force split, slashing towards the place where the black black light was scattered.

A bright spark flashed in the space, and the cold soul's figure finally reappeared, and he slammed into the void. A mouthful of black blood exuded a strong smell of blood, and he looked at Lei Ling in disbelief, with a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

"You, how can you have ......"

Before the cold soul could finish his words, Lei Ling slashed down with a sword again, and he floated like a remnant leaf, falling towards the ground.

The blood in his mouth was like a fountain of excitement, and at this moment, his body flickered between his body and body, and his breath was extremely weak.

Suddenly, a figure rushed out of the crowd, an old man in a black cloak. He was a small man, and strands of long hair fluttered out of his cloak.

Don't look at him as old, but his cultivation is extremely profound. He didn't make a move on Lei Ling, but just waved his hand and took the cold soul into his arms.

His eyes glared at Lei Ling like cold lightning, and a thick murderous aura rushed towards Lei Ling.

"Young man of the human race, although I don't know why you have a fairy bloodline, but today you offended the young master of my family, when you reach my level of cultivation, the old man will definitely personally understand you!" said the old man and quickly disappeared into the sky.

The demonic fog dissipated, the battle ended, and Lei Ling turned defeat into victory at the moment of crisis. But he didn't have a trace of joy, because at this time, several figures flew into the air, and these people were all from the demon realm.

"Lei Ling, my master, His Royal Highness Wutian, the young master of the Demon Venerable Palace, is invited!" A great demon was extremely imposing, his voice rose and fell in the void, and the terrifying aura quickly filled the scene.

"I've never met him, and I refuse to see him!" Lei Ling looked at the few big demons in front of him with cold eyes, and his heart fluctuated. After all, all the demons moved, but they didn't expect that after a few turmoils, they fell deeper and deeper.

"Do you think you still have a chance to refuse?" Suddenly, the Great Demon showed a hideous look, and he suddenly made a move, grabbing Lei Ling with one claw.