At this time, Xue Zhen's eyes stared, and Yinglang, who was rushing away again, flashed in a circle that was faster than he expected, it was the spiritual domain of the Huangmei Taoist, and under the impact, with a "bang", Yinglang's sun and moon cold dagger had not yet been drawn to the spiritual domain of the Huangmei Taoist, and it was once again knocked open by the other party's spiritual domain.

This kind of spiritual attack is different from the kind of really powerful spiritual attack that can change the color of the heavens and the earth, in fact, it is to use the defensive energy of the spiritual domain to hit the attacker, and the final effect is extremely limited.

This time, Yinglang, who couldn't dodge it a little, was ruthlessly bounced away again, looked at the yellow-eyed Taoist priest in front of him, looked at his hideous face, Yinglang did not hesitate, and rushed over again, and, this time, in the palm of one hand, there was a trace of Yin Zixuanxia.

"Pang Li's Law?" the Yellow Eyebrow Daoist muttered secretly.

He expected that this silver-haired young man Yinglang would attack again, and if he still used the impact of the Spirit Domain, I am afraid it would not be the best way. In an instant, in the hand of this yellow-eyed Taoist priest, a long sword flashed, the hilt of this sword was like a small snake entangled, and the sword body was like a winding spiritual snake, bending and twisting, and the spiritual light was shining, which was a good grade of the treasure of the Xuantian.

I saw that the yellow-eyed Taoist priest shook the snake sword in his hand suddenly, and a yin and evil aura emerged, and he suddenly swung at the silver-haired young man Yinglang. Ying Lang saw him sacrifice the snake sword, but the Yellow Eyebrow Taoist made a bit of a quick move, and Ying Lang also felt that his body was a little locked by the law, so he had to face it hard.

"Bang!"

A solid sound came, Yinglang's sun and moon cold dagger collided with the snake sword, his figure was knocked out more than thirty zhang away again, and the "squeak" sound of breaking the air jumped out, and Yinglang stopped.

As for the Huangmei Taoist priest on the other side, he was holding this Hou Xuantian snake sword in his hand, and he was only knocked back by the aura of the collision more than two zhang, but he shouted out happily:

"Haha! How can the Soul Chasing Snake Circle Sword be comparable to your Xuantian Remnant Treasure!"

At this time, Xue Zhen has already understood the battle of this scene, and he is more concerned about the Xuan Soul Glaive Moon Flag, this flag has been shot into the air with the Huangmei Taoist priest's actions at this time, and the wind is soaring, reaching the level of at least 10,000 zhang at once, covering the nearby dense forest with black pressure, the wind is blowing strongly, and the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

Moreover, Xue Zhen could notice that on this Xuan Soul Glaive Moon Banner, a little bit of black turbid mist was constantly gushing out from the pitch-black banner, and the entire banner was like a sarcoma, constantly surging and pressing on the banner, surging and suppressing, as if there would be countless evil ghosts about to come out of the cage.

For this kind of evil soul flag, no one in the former giant city dared to use it, and Xue Zhen really hadn't seen it, his cognition was only seen from the relevant classics, but this cognition was quite limited. He just knew that this kind of soul banner that damaged and violated the harmony was actually to contain some souls and ghosts as the main combat power, and as for those low-level souls, they were generally the rations of the main combat power, or auxiliary purposes.

This kind of thought flashed, and Xue Zhen once again set his eyes on Yinglang's body, as well as the sun, moon and cold dagger in his hand, the kind of tiny crack on this pair of daggers, the residual source power may be difficult to withstand two or three more times of this kind of dramatic collision. He immediately made a decision, and he stopped the Shadow Wolf, who was still trying to rush forward.

"Yinglang, destroy this soul flag! This evil path will be solved by Xue!" Xue Zhen directly commanded loudly.

The silver-haired young man Yinglang, with a cold gaze at the moment, stared at the yellow-eyed Taoist priest with a sly face, and finally took his eyes away, his body flashed and rushed into the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

As for the Huangmei Taoist priest who showed disdain and even smiled coldly, he laughed again, but in an instant, the Huangmei Taoist priest went to shout:

"Xue boy, Ben Dao really can't see where you got your self-confidence, you actually want to solve this Dao, but it's okay, let Ben Dao solve you, and then clean up your spirit pet, and use it as the soul dog of Ben Dao, then the strength of Ben Dao will be even higher, haha......"

Hearing such a shameful remark, Xue Zhen just showed a cold and solemn look, and looked at the Huangmei Taoist again, Xue Zhen gently shook the Sanxuan Wind Cloak behind him, the magic in his hand suddenly urged, his arm was lightly raised, and the blue light flickered, and a torrent like an ocean rushed out of Xue Zhen's sleeve robe, and it was the place where the Huangmei Taoist was located.

"What kind of magic weapon is this? Can it be refined directly on the arm? And ...... It even has the locking power of the law!" Huangmei Daoist felt a complete incredibleness in his heart.

But after all, this person is a person who has experienced a hundred battles, just a flash of thought, and then his gaze fell back to the torrent rushing like an ocean, the soul chasing snake circle sword in his hand shook suddenly, and the breath around him rolled in, and in an instant, the yellow-eyed Taoist suddenly slashed, and a dark sword arc appeared, this sword arc was a hundred zhang long, and there was a faint colorless fluctuation of almost thirty zhang in the middle, which was the silk of the law of destruction.

This sword arc, while drawing out, those surging torrents, in the bursts of light explosions, appeared a rapid annihilation, this annihilation momentum is very strong, as if the torrent suddenly returned to Xue Zhen's side.

It's just that Xue Zhen's Blue Destroying Sand Formation is not the power of false attack, the power of the law contained in it is countless, and when the hundred-zhang sword arc of that stroke encountered the Blue Destroying Sand Formation, the outer Xuan power has been completely eliminated, and with the advancement of the sword arc, the silk of the law has appeared a rapid reduction, and it has completely disappeared before it reaches Xue Zhen's ten zhang.

Looking at the collision of the power of those laws, a spatial crack was generated, but it was bridged in an instant, and the magic trick in Xue Zhen's hand had stopped. This move was entirely because the Yellow Eyebrow Daoist had already used the power of the law he had stimulated to eliminate Xue Zhen's law lock, and he had already rushed to the other side of Xue Zhen and approached with a rapid pace.

As for the silver-haired young man Yinglang above, at this moment, he stared at the huge soul ghost in front of him who appeared from the Xuan Soul Glaive Banner, and only then did he show his figure, about thirty years tall and powerful, much higher than him, the face of the ghost was hideous, and the dark fog filled his body, as if it was a huge black ape with a strong force, and he was also eyeing Yinglang.