Zhang Xinyun has four innate ghost seals, and when she surrenders her soul, she can transcend five times her cultivation.

In other words, she now has 180 years of cultivation, and at most she can surrender the soul that had 1,080 years of cultivation before her death.

Of course, this is only theoretical, in fact, the soul strength of each cultivator is different, if the other party's soul strength is too strong, then even if it is the existence of seven or eight hundred years of cultivation, Zhang Xinyun will not be able to subdue it.

Now Ye Feng just had the mentality of trying it out and let Zhang Xinyun make a move.

The innate ghost seal was fully opened, Zhang Xinyun's fresh short hair rose with the wind, and her whole body was shrouded in a deep black light, and in an instant, the invisible netherworld power swept towards the seven spirits of the ink python in front of her.

In the blink of an eye, the seven spirits of the ink python had been enveloped in Zhang Xinyun's innate ghost power.

"Ah! It's an innate ghost spirit!"

The ink python was taken aback instantly, and the remaining seven spirits immediately struggled subconsciously.

After this struggle, he realized that the innate ghost spirit body in front of him was actually relatively weak, and his cultivation was only one hundred and eighty years!

"This little cultivation, I also want to subdue my ink python, little girl, you think too much!"

The remnant soul of the ink python instantly condensed into a black-faced reckless image, with a fierce look on his face, and roared at Zhang Xinyun.

It's a pity that now he doesn't have any ability to hurt Ye Feng and the others, just roaring so fiercely, he can only try to break free from Zhang Xinyun's shackles and continue to escape.

"Want to run?"

Ye Feng suddenly sensed the intention of the ink python, and the light in his eyes flashed, and the power of the half-Xuan level space urged.

Swordsmanship!

Ye Feng incorporated some semi-Xuan-level spatial power into the sword entanglement technique, and such a swordsmanship was by no means something that the Seven Soul Remnant Soul of the Mo Python could break free.

Swish!

In just an instant, the ink python found that his only remaining remnant soul of the Seven Spirits could not escape the nearby range at all!

"You little ghost, you have only been cultivating for three hundred years, and you have already comprehended the power of semi-Xuan-level space, so terrifying!"

Mo Python was taken aback, and then began to pay attention to Ye Feng's dress, and then felt Ye Feng's sword entanglement technique.

Soon, he discovered Ye Feng's identity.

"You, the person of the Dragon Sword Inheritance!"

The ink python had a frightened look on his face, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

"Yes, if you know each other, let's just tie your hands and arrest it. ”

Ye Feng said lightly, he didn't know what the people of the Dragon Sword Inheritance had to be afraid of in the eyes of the Mo Python, but he still pretended to be very cooperative.

Sure enough, as soon as he saw Ye Feng's appearance, the ink python suddenly stopped struggling, and the soul body condensed by the remnant soul flashed with a crazy look in his eyes.

"Since it's a person from the Dragon Sword Inheritance, it's easy to do!"

Mo Python smiled: "Lu Ling stinky boy, although you killed me, you don't want to have a good life!

"Oh?"

Ye Feng raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

At this time, Zhang Xinyun's innate ghost seal power was completely surrounding the ink python, but it could be seen that in front of this level of innate ghost seal power, the ink python's soul strength was not afraid at all.

Even if she was trapped by Ye Feng, it was still impossible for Zhang Xinyun to subdue this ink python with her own cultivation.

After all, Mo Python was an existence of two thousand years of cultivation during his lifetime, and the gap was too big.

"This time the fragments came, you, as a person of the Dragon Sword Inheritance, naturally had to scramble, but your cultivation was too low, and I am afraid that you will not be able to get any benefits. ”

Mo Python quickly said: "You promise me one condition, and I will help you get the fragments this time!"

Hearing this, Ye Feng was slightly puzzled.

It seems that a powerful existence like the ink python with a two-thousand-year-old cultivation attaches great importance to the fragments that appear this time, is there anything different about this fragment from ordinary heavenly and earthly treasures?

Ye Feng didn't know, but in the current situation, it was not appropriate to ask more.

"What conditions, you say first. ”

Ye Feng could only listen to the other party's conditions first, if he could get his hands on that fragment, it would not be too late to return to the tomb of the dragon sword and study it slowly.

Otherwise, if the black-faced strong man in front of him knew that he Ye Feng was just a little shrimp with a dragon sword inheritance, and if he didn't even understand this fragment, maybe he wouldn't have proposed such a deal.

"Let your elders take action and deal with Lu Ling of Yunhuang Academy!"

The black face of the ink python showed ferocity, and he looked unwilling.

As soon as Ye Feng heard this, he immediately knew that the other party's request was to take revenge with the help of the power of his dragon sword inheritance.

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Feng sneered: "If my Dragon Sword Inheritance Sect elder will take care of such a trivial matter, do you still need to take the fragment for me?"

It's not so easy to take advantage of Ye Feng, the current Ye Feng really wants to get that fragment, but compared to it, he wants Zhang Xinyun to surrender the remnant soul of the ink python.

In that way, it will be a great help to the ancient ruins after Ye Feng and the others.

"Little doll, you can't say that. ”

Mo Python shook his head, as if he was not at all afraid of being subdued by Zhang Xinyun's innate ghost seal power, his target was completely focused on Ye Feng alone, and continued: "If you let your elders snatch that fragment, then do you think they will give you the fragment?"

"Even if you won't give it to me, what does that have to do with you?"

Ye Feng returned it with a cold eye: "This is also a matter of our Dragon Sword Inheritance, not to mention, the fragment of that Laoshizi, the elders of our Dragon Sword Inheritance, everyone has it, why fight with my junior!"

What he said was not right, now he didn't know that the fragment of the Dao was precious, even if there were some Dao realms that had been cultivated for more than a thousand years in the Dragon Sword Inheritance, I am afraid that this fragment was in great need.

Mo Python's tone was suffocated, yes, the Dragon Sword Inheritance is rich and rich, such a fragment may not really compete with a junior......

While thinking about it, Ye Feng was blatantly attacked!

During the time when he had just been talking to the other party, Ye Feng had been preparing, wanting to divide the remaining seven remnant souls of the other party into three again.

In this way, Zhang Xinyun concentrated the amount of Innate Ghost Seal Power on one remnant soul, and it was easy to submit it and then submit the next ......

In this way, she can be regarded as subduing three souls, but these three souls can still be combined into a single ink python's seven soul remnant souls, and the combat power is far beyond the ordinary three souls!

In an instant, Ye Feng's colorful arrows and dark blood-colored shields swept out at once.

Swish!

Like a breeze caressing by, the ink python's seven remnant souls were once again divided into three parts.

If it weren't for Ye Feng's Dragon Sword Inheritance identity to suppress the ink python and distract him, even if Ye Feng used two immortal weapons, he would definitely not be able to disperse his remnant soul!

"Xiao Zhang, don't worry, come one by one, I will now separate the remnants of his three parts. ”

As Ye Feng spoke, he urged the power of the semi-Xuan-level space, and entwined the remnant souls of the separated ink pythons respectively.

The remnant soul of the ink python was divided into three, and the black face of a part of it finally showed a panicked look.