"Haha, play with him, don't kill him with heavy hands!" The Huangmei Taoist shouted at this time, completely in the state of eating the two people in front of him.

When Xue Zhen heard this, he unconsciously chuckled coldly again, Xue Zhen at this time, the coldness in his eyes had condensed, and he looked at the Huangmei Taoist who was approaching step by step, and the blue sand destroying array in his hand was stimulated again, and a torrent surged away from his arm again, pointing to the Huangmei Taoist who was pressing over there.

Seeing the reappearance of this situation, the Huangmei Taoist couldn't help but change his complexion again, and once again stimulated a sword arc, while Xue Zhen urged the torrent to repel it, he dodged and moved lightly again, but Xue Zhen's side was stimulated, and the torrent of the power of the hidden law was endless, almost ten attacks, all of which allowed Xue Zhen to seize the opportunity, and all he could do was to fight back passively. The Huangmei Taoist priest's heart couldn't help but be shaken.

"What is the origin of this Xue boy, this Xuantian Strike is endless, isn't it Xuantian? But isn't it Xuantian Why can Xuantian stimulate the power of the law?"

It turned out that in this True Immortal Realm, in addition to the monk himself, the power of the law could be stimulated, at least the treasure of Xuantian, and his post-Xuantian Soul Chasing Snake Circle Sword was one of them, on the contrary, not all Xuantian could stimulate the power of the law. But in the eyes of this Huangmei Daoist, although the power of the law that was stimulated was a bit messy, it was obvious that it needed to at least reach the magic weapon of Xuantian to be activated, and at this moment, he felt a little unbelievable.

As for Xue Zhen, although he was facing such a high-level human immortal who was much better than himself in mana at this time, this fourth-order human immortal seemed to him to abandon the battle in every possible way in the early stage, if it was not for deception, then he would definitely be at a disadvantage in some aspects, and now it seems that it should be a huge loss in the spiritual realm, otherwise according to this person's cunning, it is impossible that he will not be included in the target of attack.

The two people, who have their own thoughts about each other, are facing each other from a distance at the moment, stalemate. But high in the sky above, below the Xuan Soul Glaive on that side, the tall soul ghost had already begun to exert its strength. I saw that he looked at Yinglang with great disdain, and suddenly, a giant palm that was bigger than Yinglang slapped it, accompanied by the sound of "squeaking" breaking the air, Yinglang's body shook slightly, the silver shadow moved, and then he dodged it, and the giant palm fell short, and the ghost immediately realized that something was wrong.

But it seemed to be too late, and I saw that Yinglang's figure actually conjured up a rapid afterimage, bypassing a curved arc, and the head of the beautiful curved arc was Yinglang, who was going at lightning speed, and had already hit the back of this huge ghost.

"Whoosh! hiss...... Hiss ......"

The Sun Moon Cold Dagger in Yinglang's hand had already come out of his hand and was fiercely inserted into the body of the huge soul ghost, and his two arms, behind the huge soul ghost, suddenly forked out two huge silver rays, and the silver rays flashed, and on the back of the huge soul ghost, several huge tears were clearly displayed.

However, at this moment, a huge scream came out from the huge ghost, and the two arms of the ghost slapped behind him in an instant. Moreover, his hideous head also turned to the back, and in the smoke, he was also facing Yinglang.

At this time, the Sun and Moon Cold Dagger that Ying Lang shot out, and the Sun and Moon Cold Dagger that was inserted into the body of the huge soul ghost, seemed to be frozen, and in the body of the huge soul ghost, a black and non-black mist was already wrapped around the Sun Moon Cold Dagger, unable to move.

Moreover, what is even worse is that Yinglang just tried his best to row at the back of the ghost, due to the lack of experience and the pair of giant palms of the ghost slammed over unconventionally, the giant palms also extended rapidly, and at the same time, Yinglang, who felt that he was locked by some kind of power, could not escape, and was slapped by the giant palms. However, Yinglang inspired the law of Pang Li at that time, and his hands suddenly opened outward, and he actually supported this pair of giant palms.

Between the lightning and flint, the palms of the huge ghost were actually urged by a strange incantation that he recited, and the palms turned into a huge black mist ball with a dark mist lingering on the surface, locking Ying Lang in it.

Seeing this scene, Xue Zhen's heart sank, he really couldn't judge Yinglang's strength, but now it seems that his strength is still lacking.

"Haha! I trapped him like this, and when this Dao cleans up this Xue boy, I will deal with the soul dog of this Dao!" The yellow-eyed Taoist priest covered his face with a happy color, and snorted loudly.

At this moment, Xue Zhen slammed his feet, his body was urgent, and he climbed away like an extreme, looking like this, he wanted to save Yinglang. Seeing this, the sly expression on the face of the yellow-eyebrow Taoist priest flashed again, and at a faster speed, He then sent the first step, and instantly blocked in mid-air, Xue Zhen's way.

At this moment, the purple light in Xue Zhen's hand flickered, one of his palms had turned into a fist, and suddenly, he rushed towards the Huangmei Taoist priest who was blocking in front of him, a heavy punch that could tear out several extremely fine spatial cracks.

"Bang!"

A loud explosion came, and the Huangmei Taoist didn't pay much attention to Xue Zhen's heavy punch, at that time he thought that this punch was just an angry fist, and it was actually not very powerful. As everyone knows, this punch hit the body, and the Huangmei Taoist found that he was a little light on the enemy, and he originally planned to use the soul chasing snake circle sword to resist, but he temporarily decided to release the spiritual domain.

As a result, after that kind of collision, Xue Zhen's angry punch suddenly knocked the Huangmei Daoist and his spiritual domain into the air, and almost crashed into the body of the huge soul ghost. And within the spiritual domain of this yellow-eyed Taoist priest, a black crack that is not shallow or deep has been added.

At this time, a hint of a smile hung on the corner of Xue Zhen's mouth, although he still urged himself to go high into the air, but his speed was not as fast as Fang Cai, and the smile had re-converged in a breath.

At this time, the yellow-eyed Taoist priest glanced at the huge ghost with hideous eyes on his head, and then looked at Xue Zhen, he also noticed Xue Zhen's scheming, which was obviously Xue Zhen's plan. He stared at Xue Zhen with extremely hostile gaze at the moment, but he felt a kind of discomfort, a pain from the thorns and dizziness in his soul.

He immediately searched for the source of this feeling, and found that a strange force was coming from the black mist ball not far from him, the fog ball that trapped Yinglang, which was the source of his pain.

"Dark Soul Divine Thunder?"

Just as the Yellow Eyebrow Daoist frowned, the black mist ball was unexpectedly exploded by a huge explosion force, and a silver wolf flashed, and its body was rippling with a little bit of thunder, it was the Dark Soul Divine Thunder.