Without waiting for the immortal to react alone, he felt an extremely terrifying divine consciousness around him, descending with a powerful binding force.

Even with his cultivation in the late stage of his transformation into a god, in the face of this terrifying divine sense, he felt as if he was stuck in a swamp quagmire.

Behind him, the three of Immortal Yingying, Huang Luo, and Immortal Ruthless were even more unbearable at the moment, and they were directly crushed to the ground at once, not moving at all.

At this time, not only were their physical bodies unable to move, but even their spiritual senses were as sluggish as if they were frozen.

Immortal Duxing's face changed drastically, he didn't expect that the old man of an alien race in front of him, who seemed to be just a clone, would have such a powerful divine sense.

This reminded him of the other party's identity - the True Spirit Clan.

In terms of divine soul attainment, it can be called the best of all races.

However, Immortal Duxing understands that now is not the time to think about this.

He did not hesitate to urge the witch god to change, and the phantom of the ancestral witch appeared behind him, and strange veins appeared, which was the unique totemic power of the witch clan.

Facing a strong enemy, the immortal walked alone and directly used the strongest means - the ancestral witch scepter was sacrificed instantly!

The Ancestral Witch Scepter he received from Qi Bao was given to his father by Immortal Yingying.

The Ancestral Witch Scepter was suspended in front of Immortal Duxing, and as his handprints flew up, less than a breath was taken before a clear sound was heard from the Ancestral Witch Scepter.

As soon as this sound came out, the surroundings belonged to the range of the Spirit Ancient Ancestor's soul fixing technique, and a sound wave rippled.

Xian Yingying and the others suddenly felt that their spiritual sense was loosened, and the soul fixing technique was broken like this.

"Huh, that's interesting......"

The supernatural power was broken, but Linggu was not angry at all, and even showed a look of interest on his face.

He saw that the human race god cultivator in front of him was actually seriously injured, and with the power of his doppelganger, he thought that he could completely restrain a few people with the skill of soul fixing, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated the descendants of the witch clan who caused huge casualties to their holy clan back then.

"Soul Wind!"

Seeing that the immortal alone broke the soul fixing technique, the old man only paused for a moment, and then spoke lightly.

Only this time, instead of standing still, he raised his hand and waved it gently.

Whew-

An invisible yin wind flew out of his hand, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Xian Duxing and the others.

"Not good!"

Immortal Duxing really felt that it was a big deal this time.

He had been seriously injured in the battle with the Golden Armor Corpse King, and now he was facing such a strange attack, although he was confident that if he was alone, even if he was defeated, it would be easy to escape with his life.

But in this situation, can he still run away alone regardless of his daughter's life and death?

The Ancestral Witch Scepter emitted a strong gray light, and the Immortal Duxing urged with all his strength at this time.

Not only that, the Ancestral Witch Phantom behind him stepped forward in one step, using the illusory body of the primordial god to resist the soul wind technique of the Ancient Ancestor of the Spirit.

The art of soul wind, the wind condensed with a powerful divine soul.

The Spirit Ancient Ancestor made a move, and this soul wind, if it was not resisted, was enough to wipe out the spiritual consciousness and even the soul of an ordinary Yuan Infant Cultivator.

The Soul Wind is coming!

Immortal Duxing's face suddenly turned pale, and his body trembled slightly.

Burst!

The primordial god ancestor witch phantom in front of him dissipated suddenly, and after the soul wind weakened, it slammed into the gray light curtain he had held up.

The light curtain was crumbling, and the immortal felt that his spiritual power was exhausted, and suddenly a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He bit the tip of his tongue sharply, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The originally dim light curtain instantly brightened.

Finally, this soul wind was fended off.

"Humph!"

On the other side, the Spirit Ancient Ancestor was finally a little unhappy.

It's not that he doesn't want to kill the Terran monk in front of him in an instant.

It's that he is a spirit clone himself, and although his cultivation is strong, in fact, the spirit body itself is extremely fragile.

If he fights with the Avatar Monk in close proximity, I'm afraid that in a few rounds, his clone spirit will collapse and dissipate.

I thought that I could completely wipe out the few people in front of me with the help of the Divine Soul Secret Technique, but I didn't expect that the Wu Clan's magical powers were so troublesome that they could resist the two spells of Soul Fixing and Soul Wind.

This finally made the Spirit Ancient Ancestor a little angry.

It was only then that he realized that he had no good idea but to continue the attack.

However, he was just a clone, and two powerful Divine Soul spells went down in a row, even if he was a master of the True Spirit Clan, he felt dizzy at this time.

Just as the Spirit Ancient Ancestor was hesitating whether to fight for the danger of the spirit body dissipating and strike another blow, the void suddenly cracked......

Qi Bao didn't know how long he had been traveling in the void, it seemed like a moment, it seemed like a long time.

He didn't know where Immortal Duxing and the others were, but he knew where the center of this Purple Gold Holy Tomb was.

Because in the center, there is still a treasure that pulls his bloodline.

However, when he escaped from the void, there was a moment when he was at a loss.

"What's going on?"

Qi Bao watched Immortal Duxing confront a strange old man, and didn't understand what was going on for a while.

"Brother Xiaobao!"

Immortal Yingying was behind Immortal Duxing, and after the soul fixing technique was broken, she was freed from her shackles.

She never thought that Qi Bao was not dead, and suddenly appeared in front of her so vividly.

In her excitement, she almost forgot that everyone was in a life-and-death crisis right now!

"It's you!"

"Ancestor, it's him! It's because of him that all the members of my squad will die!"

The Spirit Ancient Ancestor frowned and looked at the young man who suddenly appeared, and the Spirit Ancient Ancestor sensed a very disgusted aura from him.

And Ling Gu Hai suddenly opened his mouth at this time, causing Ling Gu Ancestor's brows to furrow even deeper.

When Qi Bao heard Lingguhai's words, he realized that his feelings were those of the True Spirit Clan.

This guy doesn't know where to find a helper, and it seems that even Immortal Duxing is not an opponent!

"Is it the pinnacle of the gods?"

Although Qi Bao's cultivation was low, with the help of the system, he could clearly perceive the strength of the old man of the other race.

When the Spirit Ancient Ancestor saw Qi Bao notice him, he couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly, and an invisible divine sense stab shot out.

Qi Bao's soul was excited, and in an instant, a flash appeared behind Immortal Duxing.

At the same time, Immortal Duxing sensed the attack of the Spirit Ancient Ancestor, and took the initiative to let go of a gap and let Qi Bao enter.

Boom!

The gray light curtain shook slightly, and then stabilized again.

"Old guy, how can you bully the small with the big!"

When the immortal walked alone and saw the actions of the Spirit Ancient Ancestor, he couldn't help but sneer and mock.

"Humph!"

Linggu Ancestor sneered back, although there was an extra fake infant monk, but in his eyes, Qi Bao was the same as all the monks below the god level, he was an ant.

Even if the Avatar Monk is here, in his eyes, he is also an ant!

When it comes to ants, the Spirit Ancient Ancestor will be interested, but when it is time to crush them, he will not hesitate!

"Soul Burial!"

Under this heavy shout, I saw that the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth was frantically converging.

Even the spirit body of the Spirit Ancient Ancestor had a tendency to collapse, which showed the strength of this spell.

"The old guy is going to fight hard!"

The immortal lone walker's face was gloomy like water.

(End of chapter)