Xiao Ze didn't know all this, and when he saw that the war slave was slashed by Xiao Tianying with a sword, but it was as if nothing had happened, he was suddenly surprised in his heart, these war slaves refined by the Imperial Soul Sect were really terrifying, and they were simply Xiao Qiang who couldn't be killed.

However, Xiao Tianying's sword brought great damage to the two war slaves, and if you are careful, you will find that the soul power exuded by the two war slaves is obviously much weaker than when it was first sacrificed, for this kind of war slave refined by the Imperial Soul Sect, the soul power is the most fundamental thing to support the entire giant war slave, and once the soul power is weakened, the combat power of the war slave will also be weakened, until the soul power left after the most is not enough to maintain its form, and it is completely dissipated in the heaven and earth.

As early as the beginning, Xiao Tianying planned well, he soared into the sky, seemingly coming towards the ghost Tianyuan, but in fact, his goal was these two war slaves, forcing back the ghost Tianyuan with a sword, taking advantage of his inability to control the traces of the war slaves, suddenly attack the war slaves, weaken the soul power of the war slaves, as long as there are no two war slaves, even if the ghost Tianyuan has the heavenly demon skeleton in hand, he will rest and defeat him.

Ghost Tianyuan was slightly angry, but he didn't expect that he would fall for Xiao Tianying's plan with a slight negligence, so that he injured the war slave who had been practicing for many years, and now drove the war slave to attack Xiao Tianying again, and the two sides fought together again, but after the addition of two war slaves in this confrontation, Xiao Tianying suddenly felt a little nervous.

But compared to another battlefield, Xiao Tianying's side is much better.

On another battlefield, since the black-robed man who fought against Zhou Qian and Li Yuncong sacrificed the Eight Sons of the Yin Demon, the situation here has fallen into a crisis, at this moment. Zhou Qian fought the black-robed man alone, his strength was surging, and the sword was agitated, but he was resolved by the black-robed man one by one.

Zhou Gan's strength is only at the peak of the Ning Yuan Realm, and the black-robed man has already entered the ranks of peerless masters in the Soul Melting Realm, and Zhou Gan has been seriously injured after dozens of returns, and at this moment he has long lost the courage and domineering spirit of being a "little heavenly king".

And Li Yuncong is not much better than fighting the Yin Demon Eight Sons alone, the Yin Demon Eight Sons are like a wind under the control of the black-robed man, and the cooperation is impeccable, and the Yin Demon Eight Sons are made by the spirit of eight cultivators who are close to the Ning Yuan Realm. The strength is unmatched. It's not something that Li Yuncong can deal with alone.

Li Yuncong was furious, but he didn't know much about the war slaves of the Imperial Soul Sect, so he couldn't break these ghostly serial attacks, and even if his knife hit the other party. Nor can they be completely destroyed. But he discovered a fact. Every time he slashed the Eight Sons of the Yin Demon, their soul power would be weakened by one point.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Li Yuncong clenched his teeth. He suddenly stared at one of the eight sons of the Yin Demon, and the long knife in his right hand slashed out with his backhand, and a blazing sword rushed forward, and the brilliant light stirred up huge energy fluctuations, carrying a fierce wind, and let out bursts of strange roars.

Li Yuncong slashed out eighteen knives in a row, each knife was cut on the same war slave, the blazing knife seemed to be able to steam the ocean, and each knife would steam out part of the soul power of this war slave, after eighteen knives, one of the war slaves of the Eight Sons of the Yin Demon suddenly let out a creepy ghost roar, as if suffering some devastating blow, and then with a "bang", it turned into a cloud of black smoke and dissipated.

Li Yuncong showed a smile, although he didn't know much about the war slaves of the Imperial Soul Sect, but from just now, his guess was right, the war slaves were not immortal, and when the damage reached a certain level, it would still dissipate and turn into nothingness.

"Be careful!" Xiao Ze's voice suddenly sounded in Li Yuncong's ears.

Li Yuncong stared at a war slave and finally eliminated one after slashing eighteen knives in a row, but he ignored the other seven war slaves, and when Li Yuncong attacked one of the war slaves, the other seven war slaves were already approaching him.

When Li Yuncong heard Xiao Ze's reminder, it was too late, and the palm that was completely condensed by soul power seemed to be like a ghost claw, fiercely attacking Li Yuncong's back, the palm power was surging, and the ten fingers were like hooks, instantly cutting through Li Yuncong's clothes, leaving several deep wounds on his back, and blood suddenly flowed down like a spring.

Suddenly, Li Yuncong snorted and almost fell to the ground, which made his already scarred body even more injured.

Li Yuncong knelt on his right knee, his expression was very painful, he held a long knife in his right hand, supporting his exhausted body, and seeing the other seven war slaves pressing towards him, his eyes bloomed with a touch of coldness that looked at death as if he were at home.

At this moment, Li Yuncong was already exhausted, seriously injured, and the repeated battles made him haggard, and even had a feeling of running out of oil, although the Yin Demon Eight Sons had been eliminated, the serial tactics had been broken, and the strength had been greatly reduced, but at this moment Li Yuncong's situation was even worse, high in the air, Xiao Ze was also very anxious, but he couldn't help, the Yin Demon Eight Sons were made of eight cultivator souls close to the Ning Yuan Realm, even if they were not as powerful as they were alive, but they were not something he could fight against.

Li Yuncong's eyes were full of fierceness, and if he continued like this, even if he didn't fight, he would be dragged to death by the Yin Demon Eight Sons here, shouting, dancing wildly, the long knife in his hand slashed towards the remaining Seven Devils, the five-zhang long bright sword was like a shocking rainbow, and with this unparalleled blow, an earth-shattering sound broke out when the field was neutral, and the Seven Devils were suddenly forced to retreat.

Li Yuncong took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the protective body qi outside his body became brighter, as if he had turned into a golden armor god of war, he was squeezing the residual power in his body at this time, and wanted to take the opportunity to eliminate a few war slaves.

The long knife was as fast as thunder and lightning, and one knife after another slashed towards the remaining Seven Devils, and the firm pace continued to move forward, and every time he took a step forward, he slashed out a knife, and he fought against the Seven Devils with one strength.

"Boom", "boom", "boom......

After nine rings in a row, the sound of the ghost roar sounded again, and the remaining seven devils were once again split apart by Li Yuncong's brave sword, turning into a puff of black smoke, and then being evaporated under Li Yuncong's blazing aura and turned into nothingness.

His face was pale for a while, Li Yuncong was frantically squeezing his own potential at the moment, and the damage to himself was particularly great, although he destroyed a war slave again, but his own potential was also constantly being consumed, after this battle, even if he did not die, his cultivation would be greatly reduced, but in this case, he had no choice.

The vast amount of power was stirring between heaven and earth, and the mighty blow finally shook the second war slave, but the other six war slaves attacked at this time under the control of the black-robed man, the fierce force was like a river and the ocean, and the fierce palm power was like a stormy wave, slapping on Li Yuncong's chest.

"Bang ......"

With a muffled sound, Li Yuncong was bombarded and flew upside down seven or eight feet away, and after landing, his face flushed, his chest rose and fell violently, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood

The black-robed man who was fighting against Zhou Qian on the side, his face hidden under the black robe changed slightly, and his brows furrowed, he didn't expect Li Yuncong to suddenly become so crazy, and he actually adopted a lose-lose style, and in just a few rounds, the Yin Demon Eight Sons lost two.

The black-robed man could naturally see that Li Yuncong was squeezing his potential at the moment, forcing himself to return to his peak state, and even exerting a more powerful combat power than his peak state, although Li Yuncong may have to suffer some physical damage afterwards, but in this case, this is undoubtedly not the best tactic.

Li Yuncong's chest, back and arms were covered with scars at the moment, and the piercing wounds made him bloody all over his body, but he didn't seem to feel it at all, so he rushed over like this, and at this moment he was covered in blood, which was even more like a fierce demon than the eight sons of the Yin Demon.

In mid-air, Xiao Ze was frightened, this almost self-harming style of play would definitely leave irreparable damage to Li Yuncong in the future, Zhou Qian on the side wanted to stop Li Yuncong, but at this moment he couldn't even deal with his opponent, and he was bombarded and coughed up blood again and again, let alone help Li Yuncong.

Li Yuncong showed his extreme body technique, and suddenly appeared next to a war slave, his right hand was claw-shaped, and the vast and incomparable palm power was like a rolling Yangtze River, like a surging river, and suddenly imprinted on the heavenly spirit cover of a war slave condensed by soul power, and the surging true qi was like a rolling blazing flame, surging down.

Suddenly, the war slave who was caught by Li Yuncong began to emit bursts of black smoke on his body, and at the same time, a terrifying roar came from the mouth of the war slave, and the terrible voice was extremely clear, as if he was suffering the most painful torture, which made people feel creepy, and a cold breath rose from his back.

Li Yuncong is burning the true qi in his body, using the flame of true qi to transpirate the soul power of the war slave, the price of doing so is to greatly damage his origin and greatly reduce his cultivation, but Li Yuncong, who has been cornered, can't care so much, and if he continues to delay, he will definitely die or live.

Although Li Yuncong did this to himself very much, but the effect was also very obvious, under the scorching flame of true qi, the war slave who was grabbed by his right hand was like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, and quickly began to melt, and the illusory and evil body made a sneering sound from time to time, and then quickly turned into a burst of light smoke and dissipated.

The black-robed man's face hidden under the robe showed a look of shock, the Yin Demon Eight Sons had now been destroyed by Li Yuncong twice, if he was allowed to destroy one more, then the Yin Demon Eight Sons would be completely crippled, and immediately knocked on the copper ring on his wrist, urging the other five war slaves to attack Li Yuncong.

Li Yuncong felt something, but he was forced into such a situation, if he wanted to live, he had to make a choice, although he had noticed that the other five demons had rushed towards him, but his right hand still held the war slave and refused to let go. (To be continued......)

PS: PS: I got rid of a head at the beginning of chapter 151.,That's the introduction of the magic weapon of the Imperial Soul Sect to control the war slave.,I got rid of it when I was sorting out the chapter.,I found out today.,It's made up now.,It's not much.,Just two or three hundred words!