Corpse Yuankong obviously attaches great importance to Huoxin, and is still sparing no effort to solicit him, but Huoxin doesn't give him any face at all, after a conversation, Huoxin is too lazy to say anything, and scolds angrily: "Stupid big man, you don't look at your own bear, you still want to recruit the master, go back to your spring and autumn dream!"

Seeing that Huo Xian repeatedly rejected his kindness, Corpse Yuankong obviously lost his patience, and his words were full of coldness: "Okay, good, a small spiritual cultivator, if it weren't for the fact that this seat values your flame devouring realm, how can it attract you, do you really think that this seat can't help you, since you are so ignorant of lifting, then this seat will let you completely surrender." ”

There was a cold meaning in the words, and in an instant, the divine consciousness of several people fluctuated greatly, and they couldn't help but exclaim: "It's so strong, it turns out to be the power of the Divine Soul Realm." ”

Although he had been trapped in the realm of the corpse far away, Yuan Dian and the others did not feel what kind of realm his domain power was, and it was not until he was attacked at this time that he knew the background of such a domineering corpse in the far sky.

Ghost cultivation was originally known for the power of the divine soul, and the power of the realm of the corpse far away turned out to be the power of the divine soul domain specifically for the divine soul, specifically interfering with the existence of other people's divine souls, this is the most lethal realm, and it is really hard to say how long a few people can resist.

The corpse was far away and urged the power of divine consciousness to attack a few people, the first to bear the brunt was naturally Huoxin, and at the moment of being attacked, he immediately screamed wildly, obviously under great pressure, but Huoxin also launched a ruthless attack, and after a few roars, the red rays that appeared around transformed into a circle of white rays.

At the same time, the slender black and white flame above his forehead suddenly burst out, and a layer of white mist began to slowly emerge on a red hair.

"Silly big guy. If there are any means, I am not afraid of you, sir. Ice burns, ice and flames. With a wild scream. A layer of faint white flames appeared around Yuan Dian and the others, and at the same moment, the temperature of the surrounding space suddenly decreased, and Rao is Yuan Dian and the others also felt a sense of coldness to the bone, but in the cold, there was an irresistible heat.

With Huoxin's counterattack, a thin layer of white flames appeared in the space three zhang away from them, burning out of thin air, and at this moment, Huoxin was not defending alone, but actually urged his own strength to attack.

See such a scene. Nangong Bingyan and Bing Lao's faces changed sharply, and when they looked at each other, their eyes were also full of a hint of jealousy.

Nangong Bingyan also has a kind of flame power, and even a flame power with cold attributes, which has some similarities with the flame power that Huo Xin is now exerting, but when Huo Xin really shows this flame power, he only knows the weakness of his flame power, and only then does he know that the red-haired young man in front of him who seems to be young and a little exaggerated is the flame master.

Huo Xin urged his secret technique to suddenly launch a counterattack, which surprised the corpse Yuankong. But then he was even more determined in his decision: "Haha, I didn't expect that your spiritual cultivation still has such powerful means, good, good." You are indeed strong, the more this seat likes you. This seat is settled. ”

Before the words fell, the corpse was far away, controlling the power of the realm, and dozens of ghost things were combined and compressed. Eventually, it converged into a slender ghost with long arms, and threw itself directly towards the fire.

"Ice Old. Help. Although he knew that it would not play a big role, Nangong Bingyan still ordered Bing Lao to block the attack sent by the corpse from far away.

Although he only has the early stage of cultivation of the Golden Immortal, Bing Lao is by no means an ordinary spiritual existence, and his knowledge is also extraordinary, in the face of that slender ghost thing, he knows that ordinary means cannot fight against it at all, only to do his best, and there is no slightest temptation at the moment, with a loud roar, his figure flashed, turning into a fist-sized ice cube and rushing towards the slender ghost thing with a flicker.

There was no earth-shattering sound, no violent fluctuations, and the ice ice ice that had aged and collided with the slender ghost thing, and then the two froze together, one breath, two breaths......

"Hmph, this seat has killed the existence of the true immortal level, and a small golden immortal early stage spiritual cultivator still wants to resist the attack of this seat, arrogant. With a scolding, before the third breath time came, the slender ghost creature suddenly attacked, directly smashing the ice that had been made by the ice age.

But the next moment, the broken ice cubes gathered together again and reappeared in front of the slender ghost thing, but this time, the decisive voice of the ice elder came: "Young master, take care." ”

"Bing Lao, don't ......" Hearing Bing Lao's voice, Nangong Bingyan naturally knew what Bing Lao was going to do next, and he was in a hurry immediately, but before he finished a word, Bing Ling, who had been made by Bing Lao, immediately dissolved, turned into six ice needles and pierced into the slender ghost thing, and then a burst sound sounded in the slender ghost thing.

At this moment, Ice Elder induced the power of his domain to explode and died, and the slender ghost thing that was desperately blocked by Ice Elder stopped there, twisted like a long snake, and even the color quickly dimmed.

After the sound of explosions sounded, the angry voice of the corpse was heard: "Damn, it can hurt this seat, damn, damn." ”

"Right now, puppet, go. Looking at the rapid distortion of the slender ghost, Yuan Dian's eyes flickered, and he looked at a somewhat dim space formed by the burning flames of the fire in front of him, and made a spell at the neck of the puppet of the late stage of the Golden Immortal, and gave the order to attack.

Although the puppet of the late stage of the Golden Immortal has strong combat power, it has no spiritual intelligence, and since it is controlled by Yuan Dian, he will not hesitate to accept his order.

After receiving Yuan Dian's order, the golden immortal-level puppet's body lit up with golden rays, and then flew in the direction indicated by Yuan Dian, and when he flew, his huge body underwent an incredible change, condensed into a golden ball in the blink of an eye, and crashed into a depression space formed by the burning of the fire fire.

When it crashed into that concave space, the golden fairy puppet condensed into a ball of golden mangs flickered, turning into a thin layer of golden mangs and diving into the void to dye a piece of void gold, and the next moment, with a 'bang', the void that was dyed golden made a dull explosion sound, one higher than one, and after several explosions in succession, it shattered with a 'bang'.

At this moment, the puppet of the late stage of the Golden Immortal exploded in the power of the realm of the corpse far away, and at the same time, the fire suddenly let out a long roar, and the whole turned into a white ice flame, and it slammed into the slender ghost thing with a flash, just one impact made the slender ghost thing shatter and disappear.

At the moment when the ghost thing disappeared, a burst of light and shadow flowed in the space around several people, and a flicker returned to its original state, at this moment, Yuan Dian was also overjoyed in his heart: "The power of the realm has finally been broken." ”

Yuan Dian gave up the Golden Immortal Puppet, Nangong Bingyan sacrificed the spirit servant, and finally blasted through the power of the realm of the corpse in the far sky with a huge sacrifice, and returned to the space of the ghost secret realm.

Looking at the corpse in the distance, there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, his face was blue and red, and there were two holes on his chest, although there were no blood stains, but he was obviously injured.

At this time, Corpse Yuankong is face is furious, as the son of the Drought Ghost Monarch, the powerful golden immortal existence in the Netherworld Immortal Realm, Corpse Yuankong is definitely not a figure at the level of a gentleman, otherwise he would not go to a place like the Ghost Wasteland of the Qingyuan Immortal Realm to experience, he has the ability and strength, and he also has the experience of fighting.

At the time of the battle, he had expected that Yuan Dian and the others would jump over the wall in a hurry and make a desperate move, and even secretly it was a good means to deal with it, but he never thought that Huo Xin's attack power was extremely strong, and Bing Lao's attack was also extremely powerful, and Yuan Dian, who only existed at the Heavenly Immortal level, would be able to find the weakest place in his realm.

Several reasons blessed together made him suffer a big loss, although the injury was nothing to him, but it was also a great shame for him, even in the Netherworld Immortal Realm and many powerful opponents competing for interests, he had never been so hurt, at this moment, the corpse Yuankong was completely angry.

"You're all going to die. Like a high emperor, the corpse roared out with anger, and at the same time stretched out his palm and pointed at the fire and said: "You, too, will die, but this seat will bring you back to the Netherworld Immortal Realm to train you to become the most powerful ghost corpse warrior." ”

While speaking, the black light flashed in the empty hand of the corpse, and a black-gold circle appeared, and it was thrown casually, and as soon as this treasure came out, the entire space was unstable.

"Space-time attack type Nine Quenching Psychic Immortal Weapon, Brother Nangong, I'll drag him down. Seeing that a black-gold circle was sacrificed in the corpse Yuankong, Yuan Dian shouted, and the Xuanhuang Sword shot out, stabbing straight at the black-gold circle sacrificed in the corpse Yuankong, and the two psychic immortal weapons were entangled in the void.

Corpse Yuankong has always thought that Yuan Dian is the weakest one among several people, but he didn't expect Yuan Dian to have a nine-quenching psychic immortal weapon in his hand, and the power of that nine-quenching psychic immortal weapon is no worse than his own psychic immortal weapon, which makes Corpse Yuankong also surprised, and looks at Yuan Dian with great attention.

At this time, Nangong Bingyan also sacrificed the Heavenly Ice Spirit Fire Bead to attack the corpse Yuankong, and a powerful nine-quenching psychic immortal weapon appeared again, which made the corpse Yuankong startled again, and then sacrificed a spell to resist Nangong Bingyan's attack.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Nangong Bingyan suddenly shouted, a jade pendant on his neck suddenly flashed with cash, and the phantom of a majestic old man appeared in mid-air, indifferently glanced at the corpse on the opposite side, and then gently raised his palm, and then fell gently.

And looking at the corpse on the opposite side, he saw the phantom of the old man appear and gently slapped his palm at him, his eyes shrank suddenly with horror, and then urged the mana to force away from Nangong Bingyan's Heavenly Ice Spirit Fire Bead, and then, a black spirit rune suddenly appeared above his head, facing the palm phantom that appeared above his head. (To be continued.) )