With the piercing of the Forbidden Spirit Sword, Xue Wuwu's entire body suddenly froze, and he paused slightly at a distance of Zhang Yan.

The Netherworld Claw that his right hand transformed into could be stopped half a foot in front of Zhang Yan.

The cold yin qi above is powerful and terrifying, and a strange aura seems to fall into the heart.

However, the Sword of the Forbidden Spirit only made this spirit pause slightly, and Sen Han's claws shot down forward again, pointing directly at Zhang Yan.

Staring at the gradually enlarged claws, Zhang Yan raised his fist, directly met it, and smashed it down without any fancy.

Boom!

A crisp sound was heard.

The sharp claws of Xue Wuwu's right hand were smashed to pieces in the blink of an eye, scattered in the air.

And the snow was carefree, and he was sturdy and was knocked back by Zhang Yan's punch for more than a dozen feet, and it staggered to a halt after a while.

During the period of dividing the spirit and Zhang Yan, the Sealing Heaven Flame Ring also collided with the scroll of life and death.

After a screeching sound, the scroll of life and death that Xue Wuwu had drawn out was suddenly shattered by the lock ring.

After all, this scroll of life and death was just an imitation of the treasure book in Xue Wuwu's own hand, condensed with spiritual power, and its power was limited, and it was slightly inferior to the Sealed Heaven Flame.

In just an instant, the spirit was blown away, and it suffered a lot of attrition.

Xue Wuwu himself, his face couldn't help but turn slightly pale.

Apparently implicated by the distraction.

Looking at it now, it seems that it was successfully condensed by cultivation not long ago.

Whether it is strength, means, or the spirituality of the split spirit, it can't be compared to the split spirit of the golden elder of the Big Dipper Peak.

Between Zhang Yan and Xue Wuwu, Qingyunding and Xuebai Flying Swords were all bursting with spiritual light, and they were deadlocked.

But Zhang Yan could see that Qingyunding was barely supporting and resisting, and the cyan light on it faintly became dim.

Zhang Yan knew that if he hadn't come to the Heart-Burning Land on the third layer of the Blood Pool, Xue Wuwu's cultivation and divine consciousness would have been suppressed again, and his envoy's Qingyun Ding would have been knocked out of the country by the other party's sword.

It's not that this Qingyun Ding can't compare to the other party's flying sword, but with Zhang Yan's current cultivation, he can't fully exert the full power of a high-grade spiritual weapon like Qingyun Ding.

Being able to resist the opponent's flying sword at this moment has already made him secretly glad.

If the gopher hadn't left, Xue Wuwu wouldn't have made a rash move, right? Now it seems that he is going to fight to the death!

Zhang Yan glanced at the frost on Xue Wuwu's face at the moment, as well as the murderous intent in his eyes, and his heart sank to the bottom.

On the other side, the phaseless circle that had tried its best to intercept the other party's life and death scroll was knocked back at this moment.

The scroll of life and death, the bearer was shockingly powerful, and he came straight to Zhang Yan****.

Around the scroll of life and death, there were still strands of gray gray filaments like netherworlds, flickering with countless cold lights.

Hum!

Sensing the terrifying aura on the scroll of life and death, Zhang Yan secretly snorted coldly, and with a move in his hand, he had a ring of flames that sealed the sky, slashed through the air, and directly greeted him.

Whoop......

The Sealing Heaven Flame Ring, as if it had eyes, automatically swirled around the lock rings, and invariably went towards the gray filaments around the scroll of life and death, and then one by one the scrolls were turned and blocked, directly imprisoning the scroll of life and death in mid-air.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan's face eased slightly, and his heart breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, with a crisp bang, the Sealing Heaven Flame Lock Ring, which was originally linked one ring after another, was suddenly cut off by the gray filaments around the scroll, and one by one the fiery red rings broke and fell to the ground.

This magic weapon was completely destroyed like this.

Zhang Yan's face changed greatly, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his eyes.

At the same time, the scroll of life and death did not stop at all, and after shattering the Sealing Heaven Flame Ring, it shot down towards Zhang Yan again with a bang.

Zhang Yan reacted extremely quickly, and the moment he saw the destruction of the Sealed Heaven Flame Ring, his body moved and he retreated.

However, the speed of the scroll of life and death is faster than lightning, and it will arrive in the blink of an eye.

Sting!

With the sound of tearing and cracking like a cracked silk, Zhang Yan was shocked to find that the Jiuchen Heavenly Sting Cover that was protecting his body had actually been cut off a large piece, and a huge hole appeared.

In this way, this Jiuchen Heavenly Sting Cover can be regarded as damaged, its power has been greatly reduced, and its defense may be less than half of what it used to be.

And at the moment when the Jiuchen Heavenly Sting Cover was cut, Zhang Yan felt an incomparably powerful force from above at the same time, and directly blasted him out of the sky.

Zhang Yan took advantage of the stone wall on the other side of the canyon and slowly unloaded the force.

At the bottom of the rock wall of the canyon, he barely stood still, raised his head, and looked at the scroll of life and death, his face full of horror.

And the scroll of life and death still did not stop, carrying wisps of gray filaments, and went towards Zhang Yan **** again.

"Master, I heard that there is an imitation of the treasure of life and death in the ancient legend in the underworld, and this scroll of life and death should be an imitation of the imitation, and the power is still terrifying!"

Inside the Netherworld Spirit Bead, Yin Kui Zhao explained.

Life and death?

It was the first time Zhang Yan had heard of such an ancient treasure, but under Yin Kui's explanation, he could naturally imagine the power of such treasures.

Now just an imitation of an imitation can be so powerful, let alone a real treasure.

Shout!

A shrill and piercing sound came.

Zhang Yan, who was staring at the scroll of life and death that continued to ****, waved his left hand, and the light cloud silk **** came out and greeted him.

Sneer......

A sharp and piercing sound like a sawtooth and a golden stone intersected, and between the light clouds and the scroll of life and death, the spiritual light shattered, the sparks splashed everywhere, and the cold and ghostly aura was torn and shattered.

"It's a tough filament treasure, Xue wants it!"

Seeing this scene, Xue Wuwu's face couldn't help but become surprised, staring at the light cloud silk on Zhang Yan's left hand, and said.

Between Xue Wuwu's expression, the light cloud silk was already in his bag.

Zhang Yan was also secretly surprised, the previous Heaven Sealing Fire Ring, even if the defense was not good, but at least it was a superb magic weapon, but only slightly resisted the scroll of life and death, it was cut to pieces.

But now this light cloud silk collided with the scroll of life and death, not only slightly involved the other party, but also did not damage at all.

Obviously, the material that is refined into light cloud silk is definitely not ordinary, even if it is not the best material, it is not much worse.

However, Qingyunsi is not a defensive magic weapon after all, and it can only pull the scroll for a few breaths, and then it is broken free by the other party, and it is still approaching with undiminished power.

It seems that other treasures will not be able to resist this scroll either!

Zhang Yan's face was contemplative, thinking so, his right hand twitched behind him, but he took out the ancient umbrella.

After escaping from the spirit ancient beast before, this ancient umbrella had already been taken out of the storage ring by him and carried behind him.

Now in the face of this extremely powerful scroll of life and death, Zhang Yan was completely helpless, so he could only take out the ancient umbrella again.

The defense of this ancient umbrella is so strong, Zhang Yan is extremely confident, even if the Yuan Infant Stage monk blows with all his strength, he will not be able to destroy this ancient umbrella.

It's absolutely fine to resist this scroll of life and death right now.

It's just that what surprised Zhang Yan was that the ancient umbrella was taken out by him, and with a habitual shake of his hand, he used his mana to urge the ancient umbrella.

In the past, it was all simple and dilapidated, and there was no trace of spiritual light, but it was rare to flicker a little spiritual power.

Although it is small, Zhang Yan captures it clearly.

What shocked Zhang Yan even more was that as the spiritual power flashed with light, in this small canyon, among the blazing magma in the few pitted stone pits, blood light like silk threads suddenly escaped, converging towards the ancient umbrella, and disappeared into the ancient umbrella in a blink of an eye.

The ancient umbrella made a slight buzzing sound, and a red spiritual light flashed and disappeared.

Could it be that the blood light in this blood pool has nothing to do with the ancient umbrella?

This strange scene made Zhang Yan couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and his thoughts flew by suddenly.

However, at this moment, the ancient umbrella was already automatically flying and swept up, and the top part directly met the scroll of life and death.

"Sneer......"

The gray filament on the top of the scroll of life and death was directly wound around the top of the ancient umbrella, and the aura exploded and tore with all its might.

Moreover, the scroll of life and death, as if sensing a threat, finally opened it for the first time, and swept out the dark yin qi and sharp blades from it, and twisted it towards the surface of the ancient umbrella.

It's just that those yin qi and sharp blades only made a piercing tearing sound on the ancient umbrella, but they didn't leave a trace at all, and they didn't move at all.

Syllable!

Suddenly, the ancient umbrella, which was so broken that it was unsightly, opened automatically for the first time, and in the blink of an eye, it broke free from the entanglement of the scroll of life and death, turned around, and instead snagged the scroll into the umbrella, and then closed it again.

And at this moment, in addition to the ancient umbrella, where can you still see the shadow of the scroll of life and death.

"What! What kind of treasure is that?"

For the first time, Xue Wuwu's face became frightened, and she couldn't help but exclaim.

This scroll of life and death can be regarded as one of his greatest strengths, and it belongs to one of the low-level imitations of the ancient treasure of life and death.

In the past, with his cultivation in the late stage of the foundation building period, even if he was at the peak of the late stage of the foundation building period, with this scroll of life and death, he could be invincible.

If it was an ordinary peak monk in the late stage of the foundation building period, he would be more likely to be killed by him under the scroll under carelessness.

And in the Desolate Ancient Tower, all kinds of demons on the earth list and the heavenly list, facing him, seeing this book of life and death, almost all of them were afraid of three points, unwilling to face it, it was really difficult to have effective treasures to defend against strange treasures.

After all, this treasure was refined by the city lord of the underworld city himself, and there was no doubt that it was so powerful.

In the past, monks below the Jindan stage, let alone taking away his treasure, even if they only defended with all their strength, it was extremely difficult and reluctant.

Now the book of life and death was actually taken away by a tattered umbrella of the young man opposite, how not to let Xue Wuwu be frightened.

Now.

The ancient umbrella took away Xue's worry-free book of life and death, and Zhang Yan didn't have time to rejoice and think about it, and looked up at the spirit slave who was entangled and killed in mid-air.

The spirit slaves released by Zhang Yan are almost all simple sacrifices, whether it is cultivation or strength, they are more than several times worse than the spirit slaves of Xue Wuwu.

What's more, Zhang Yan's method of envoy Lingnu is still extremely sluggish, and Lingnu is just blindly scattering attacks, and there is no way to form an effective combined attack.

In just a dozen breaths, most of them were killed by the other party's spirit slaves, and the squeaky screams and unwilling howls kept coming.

"If you go on like this, sooner or later, your spirit slave will be devoured clean. Fortunately, in the third layer of the blood pool, if it was outside, it might be a face-to-face, and his spirit slave might have been killed. ”

Zhang Yan's face was ugly, he glanced at Xue Wuwu, who was full of murderous intent, and played a spell and fell towards the ghost spirit bead.

"Ba Huo, come out, now you can only use your flame to try if you can resist those spirit slaves. As for Zhu Jizi, you can use that fire spirit to see if it can have the same effect as Yin Kui said, otherwise the fire aura here is too violent, and the meridians and divine consciousness will not be able to withstand it for too long......"

As Zhang Yan's words fell, from the Netherworld Spirit Bead, Ba Huo and Zhu Jizi flew out at the same time.

Ba Huo also knew that he was the enemy at the moment, and he had long since lost his usual laughter, and his face became solemn.

Airplanes!

A white flame suddenly released from Ba Huo's body, directly enveloping him.

Although he was only a divine soul at this time, the power of these fireworks had not diminished in the slightest.

The bearer was a white firework, and Ba Huo didn't need to say much, he swept lightly, and struck directly into the group of spirit slaves released by Xue Wuwu.

Creak......

With a few screams, I saw that there were three spirit slaves, directly burned by the fireworks on Ba Huo's body, and within a few breaths, they were directly wiped out and their souls were scattered.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, turned over his hand and took out Zhu Jizi's spirit bead and sent it to the other party.

Zhu Jizi glanced at Zhang Yan, sighed slightly, and finally took out the fire spirit inside.

A soft fiery red flame suddenly enveloped Zhang Yan within a few feet of his surroundings.

Zhang Yan's mind was suddenly relieved, and the originally stinging meridians disappeared in an instant.

It really worked!

Zhang Yan was surprised, but his hand did not stop, his fingers flew, and the trick was played, and a dark black claw, like a swirling gray smoke, **** came out, and he didn't have to worry about taking the snow.

Little Soul Breaker!

Although Zhang Yan's physical body is strong, but since the previous physical body handover, he knows that Xue Wuwu's right hand illusion claw is extremely strong, and the other party has more True Yuan protection, so he can't take advantage of it at all, and desperately, in the face of the opponent's True Yuan blow, it is even more dangerous, and now he directly casts the Divine Soul Attack Technique.

The scroll of life and death was taken away, and now seeing that a spirit slave with amazing strength suddenly ran out of the opponent's spirit bead, Xue Wuwu couldn't be calm.

And he could already see that the spirit slave who was covered in fireworks was the one who entered the pool to obtain the source stone in the Ancient Cave Mansion.

"Do you think you can defeat me this way?"

Xue Wuwu stared at the little soul breaker who was going towards him, not caring at all, just said with a murderous burst.

"Spectre Claw, go!"

Xue Wuwu was already sitting cross-legged on the ground at this moment, staring at the same claw-like divine soul spell flying over with cold eyes, and his face was slightly strange.

But he was confident that his ghost claws would be able to shatter the spell.

This ghost claw is a dual attack of the soul and the body, and it is a combination of the soul spell and the nether spell in the hundred spirit formula.

Of course, this was still his father's method as the lord of the underworld.

But the next moment, what made Xue Wuwu extremely shocked was that the sharp claw that came out of the **** in the other party's hand was not affected by his ghost claw at all, and it passed through it directly, and it came straight to his eyebrows.

But after a blink of an eye, Xue Wuwu regained his composure, the magic trick in his hand changed, a finger fell, and he shouted softly: "Extinguish!"

A yin qi swirling with the power of the black netherworld came out in the blink of an eye, and swept towards the sharp claws like gray smoke.

Airplanes!

The little soul breaker hand was finally blocked by this netherworld yin qi, but it was only a time when he couldn't breathe, and the claws were **** forward again, and he disappeared into the eyebrows of Xue Wuwu in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

"Ah......h

Xue Wuwu felt a loud noise in the sea of consciousness, like a landslide, and his divine consciousness was shaky, wanting to tear it apart.

His whole face turned pale suddenly, his eyebrows showed an extremely painful color, and sweat fell from his forehead.

And Zhang Yan was also hit by Xue Wuwu's ghost claw.

Moreover, this spell not only hit his soul directly, but also made him feel as if a cold claw was about to tear apart his body.

As for the ghost claw that went straight into the sea of his consciousness, it was slightly resisted by the Soul Shield, and under the operation of Zhang Yanlian's Void Sense, he was born and received this blow, and his divine consciousness was only slightly depleted.

Looking at the painful look on Xue Wuwu's face on the other side, Zhang Yan knew that the full force of his little soul-breaking hand was a successful blow.

In this heart-burning place, Xue Wuwu was not only restrained by his divine sense, but also scorched by the breath of fire, and he was unable to resist this blow at all.

"At a young age, you are so ruthless, you have to kill my son, then don't blame the old man for accepting you first!"

But at this time, the mutation protruded.

I saw that from the center of Xue's carefree eyebrows, a small figure only the size of a thumb suddenly appeared, and then gradually enlarged, and slowly stepped directly towards Zhang Yan.

"Snow Falls in the City!"

When Zhang Yan saw the villain who appeared, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed greatly, and he exclaimed.

Snow Falling City ignored Zhang Yan's exclamation, and after a few big strides, he came to the front, as fast as teleportation.

"Ah...... Senior Brother ......"

Zhu Jizi happened to be on the side in front of Zhang Yan, serving the fire elf, and he didn't have time to get Zhang Yan's reminder, and when he reacted, Xue Qicheng had already raised his big hand and slapped it at him, and then the other party took it with a big palm and pinched it.

Zhu Jizi only had time to scream, and his soul was scattered!

"Noriko!"

Zhang Yan watched Zhu Jizi being crushed by the other party, and his soul was scattered, and his eyes suddenly turned red, his eyes were about to split, and he yelled.

After all, even if this Zhu Jizi was hostile to him before, but he had followed him for so long, and he also had feelings, and now he was killed by the other party, and under the anger, Zhang Yan suddenly felt uncomfortable and heartache.

"Hmph, the old man doesn't have time to rub shoulders with you, so I'll talk about your soul after accepting it!"

Xue Qicheng's face was indifferent, looking at Zhang Que, his big hand was raised again, and he slapped it down, as if he was going to crush Zhang Que's body in one fell swoop.

"Little Yuanying Shennian, dare to breathe such a big breath!"

It's just that at this moment, an old voice suddenly appeared, which made Dexue Cheng's indifferent face change suddenly, and his eyes showed shock, and the **** wanted to fly away.

But with his speed, he seemed to be a step too late, and he saw that from the small stone on Zhang Yan's chest, a huge finger fell on the snow as if it had fallen from the sky.