The Soul Exterminating Divine Arrow was almost a victory in the minds of the top echelons of Xuanzong.

At this moment, the aura passport arranged outside Zhao Xiang's body fell, and the scene that had appeared many times did not appear.

These invincible arrows were like broken copper and iron hitting the indestructible copper wall, the original unstoppable momentum was drastically reduced, and the fierce flame that destroyed the world was suddenly lost.

What fell into their eyes was that these divine arrows actually turned their arrows strangely and shot wildly at the people in the main hall.

What shocked ** was that its ferocious momentum and its violent speed were ten times more than before.

When the magic arrow turned its head to the temple **.

Because of the extremely fast speed of the arrows, they heard the sound of ten thousand arrows hitting Zhao Xiang's outer passport.

Ping Pong, Ping Pong, Ping Pong, is the terrifying power that Zhao Xiang showed when he exerted his free spin.

The first layer of the first layer of-for-tooth power is like this, if it reaches the second layer, how can it be shocking?!

The smugness on the faces of all the hidden masters in the main hall didn't have time to change to shock and horror, and the magic arrows that were originally shot at Zhao Xiang arrived when they came close and killed their own people with a single blow.

It's a long story, but it's actually just a moment of lightning.

With the sound of puff, there were several soul-destroying arrows that killed Zhao Xiang, with a fierce flame that devoured the sky and the earth, and in turn mercilessly burrowed into the bodies of some Xuanzong Refining Void Stage cultivators who were close and reacted a little full.

Screams came from three or five places at the same time.

Then, after less than three breaths, the bang sounded loudly.

It turned out that the Xuanzong monks who were hit by the Soul Destroying Divine Arrow all exploded and died.

Zhao Xiang suddenly realized that these nearly 100 divine arrows were actually concocted with extremely powerful poisons.

They seal their throats when they see blood, and make people willingly have a strong sense of self-explosion in the hallucination of happiness and happiness.

For three or five people who were killed by the Soul Destroying Divine Arrow at once, all the high-ranking monks of Xuanzong were shocked.

Before they could get out of the panic, Zhao Xiang's hands had already quickly split to the sides.

The space rippled for a while, and the instantaneous secret technique opened like lightning.

In the next moment, Zhao Xiang disappeared at the door of the main hall, and he never saw a trace of his figure again, and he couldn't even sense his breath.

Zhao Xiang quickly let go of his divine sense, immediately locked on to the seven positions, and threw out seven rays of light as thin as a mosquito's foot with his left hand.

It is the seven spirit beads hidden in Zhao Xiang's left hand Lao Gong Acupoint, and now the power has soared.

Seven rays of light burst out.

They turned into seven palm-sized white balls at once.

The time spent in the intervening period was negligible.

It was as if these seven white balls were originally in the seven places in the main hall of Xuanzong.

The spherical crystal light burst out, and suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, dazzling as the sun.

The seven spirit beads that had evolved and upgraded were suspended around the main hall of Xuanzong in all directions, emitting dazzling light.

In the faint golden glow of the spirit bead, the masters of Xuanzong who were invisible with the help of secret methods were all exposed in their original form, and they could no longer hide their heads and tails.

The spirit beads were connected to Zhao Xiang's mind, and the faint golden light emitted by them enveloped the person who appeared.

The golden mangs condensed into a translucent white light curtain like an iron wall.

Under the strict orders of their master, Zhao Xiang, they began to frantically absorb the strong vitality in the body of the Xuanzong monk.

Wisps of white vitality flew from the Baihui points above the heads of the monks scattered all over the Xuanzong Hall, and flew towards the seven spirit beads.

The spirit bead sounded happily, and the light became more dazzling and dazzling, and emitted a trace of gold.

The moment Zhao Xiang made a move, he was instantly behind Niu Yifu.

Just as he stretched out his left hand and opened his palm, he imprinted the soul slip hidden in the Lao Palace Acupoint on Niu Yifu's heart.

The corners of Niu Yifu's eyes contracted, and a powerful life crisis formed in the long years made him feel abruptly.

Suddenly jumping, Niu Yifu wanted to turn around to avoid the ferocious attack that came from nowhere.

Zhao Xiang hated Niu Yifu very much in his heart.

He will not easily let go of the opportunity to capture and kill Niu Yifu that he has won so hard.

He has too many questions, too many puzzles and wants to get answers from Niu Yifu, not just to save his family.

At the moment when Niu Yifu's body was about to turn and move, Zhao Xiang's open left palm had already been fiercely imprinted.

Zhao Xiang frantically increased the power of Soul Jane's Soul Suppression, Soul Dementor, and Soul Refining to the maximum value that could be increased.

Niu Yifu cultivated to be a three-grade Xuan Immortal in the fairy world, and he was weird**.

At this moment, many magic weapons have not been taken out, just to let the Soul Exterminator Arrow test the knife.

And Zhao Xiang's body method, cultivation, fierceness, and decisiveness are not compared to Niu Yifu, a monster who has cultivated for tens of thousands of years.

As early as the trial land of the Wuyue Sect, Zhao Xiang crossed the level to kill the rat demon, deal with Jin Yifan, and scare away the god master who prevented the ascension of the blue tiger.

Now in the gap of slight fluctuations in smugness and surprise, Niu Yifu was slapped by Zhao Xiang's open left palm.

Finally, Niu Yifu felt the fear, trembling, and despair from the depths of his soul.

First, a large amount of vitality was extracted from the body by the spirit bead, and then the soul hidden in Zhao Xiang's palm Lao Gong acupoint was unexpectedly imprinted.

Relying on the strength of the three-grade Xuan Immortal and its several secret methods, it can still resist one or two of the vitality extraction power of the spirit bead.

Soul Jane is not at all something that he, a third-grade Xuan Immortal, can contend with.

How wild and domineering is the power of soul suppression, soul dementoring, and soul refining?

Niu Yifu was shocked - he actually heard the sound of life flowing in his body.

Like a waterfall, it poured madly down from an unknowable height, heading straight for the fist orb closest to him.

He wanted to resist, but he couldn't accumulate the spiritual power and vitality of his whole body, even if he used several life-saving secret methods, it was useless and had no effect.

He soon understood that the problem was with the man behind him.

It was Zhao Xiang's palm that was tightly clinging to the back of his heart, like a terrifying seal that shocked the world.

This seal sealed his soul, his sanity, his mind, all the secrets of domineering power in his control.

However, it was deliberately not to seal the flow of life and spiritual power in his body.

Niu Yifu's whole body trembled, and his consciousness began to blur.

He had a dim but real sense that a black hole was approaching him at an incredible speed.

He tried everything he could to send a signal for help, but sadly found that he could only generate this consciousness.

He tried everything he could to escape from the approaching black hole, but he could only wait for it to come.

He was still struggling with all his might, but to no avail.

The black hole grew closer and bigger, like a grim reaper gnashing its fangs at him.

He had never felt anything fearful, what it meant to be afraid, and now, at last, he understood, this was it.

He felt like a wisp of wind, about to dissipate between heaven and earth.

He couldn't hold up three breaths.