The four soul tribes of the fighting saints stood on four ancient portals, and the thick and pure fighting spirit was filled with the mighty power of heaven and earth and injected into the portal.

The rich dead air connects the four portals, forming a cycle. Accompanied by the harsh creaking, the four portals slowly open.

Soul phantoms walked out of the portal, and each phantom was surrounded by a heavy death aura, with a strong aura.

Gu Xuan's expression also became serious, looking around, recalling the information about this formation.

The Dead Silent Formation, one of the top formations in the Soul Clan, appeared once in the original work, assassinating the sainted Xiao Yan. The result is naturally self-evident, but it did seriously injure Xiao Yan.

The four portals of the Dead Silent Formation connect a strange soul world, and the soul world is full of the souls of strong men enslaved by the soul clan.

Over the past countless years, there have been countless Dou Zuns and Dou Shengs who were killed by the soul clan. After their souls were enslaved after death, they were imprisoned into the soul realm.

This also gave birth to this deadly silence formation.

"This portal was left by the Soul Clan Doudi, and it seems that it cannot be broken directly..."

In the blink of an eye, Gu Xuan knew it and smiled and said, "If the four high-level fighting saints are, they would have to leave the Douqi Continent directly. Do you know what terrifying is?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Xuan flipped his right hand and a green light burst out, turning into a delicate little bell the size of a palm.

The magic power in Gu Xuan's body poured into the small clock. In an instant, a bright green light burst out. The small clock magnified countless times in a blink of an eye, turning into a giant bell covering the sky, suspended in mid-air.

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The heavy bell echoed between the valleys, and everything solidified wherever the bell passed, even the phantoms of souls pounced towards Gu Xuan.

"You have indeed obtained some kind of inheritance!" After seeing Qinghong Bell, Hun Tianyuan looked greedy.

"I want to see how long you can last!"

The four Dou Sheng used all their strength, and the heavy death energy turned into a huge death energy giant, and he lifted his fist and smashed it towards Gu Xuan.

Gu Xuan waved his hand and Qinghong Bell smashed towards the death giant.

boom!

A huge roar burst out, and the space was shattered into slag.

Then I saw Gu Xuan flashing and appear next to Qinghong Bell. He condensed his magic power with both hands and slapped the Qinghong Bell one after another. The thick bell echoed endlessly.

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A terrifying shock force bloomed out from the Qinghong Bell and spread out to the upper and lower parts.

The body of the death giant stopped, and with the sound of the bell, the body began to dissipate.

The space in the entire valley was like the sea, causing waves to rise. One by one, the power it nurturing became even more terrifying.

The vast power finally acted on the black barrier curtain, causing waves of turmoil. The terrifying pressure also retaliated on the four soul tribes' fighting saints.

"This is impossible!" The soul tribe fighting saint on the Western portal screamed.

As soon as the words were finished, an inexplicable fear suddenly emerged in the heart of the Soul Clan Dou Sheng. His mind was directly lost, his own fighting spirit began to be chaotic, and the curtain barrier also fluctuated.

"Hun Yao, wake up quickly!" Hun Tianyuan, the leader, started fighting spirit and shouted angrily, trying to awaken Hun Yao, whose mind was lost.

Gu Xuan sat cross-legged on the huge green bell, watching the soul tribe fighting saint who had been broken by him. He seized the opportunity and black thunder and fire gathered around him, turning into an awl and shot out from the air.

A big hole was suddenly poked in the black barrier and began to be repaired quickly.

However, Gu Xuan had turned into a stream of light and escaped from the formation.

"Everyone, I won't give it!"

Gu Xuan's voice echoed in the formation, and at the same time, the soul Yao, who had lost his mind, suddenly screamed, and an invisible flame erupted from his body, and instantly turned into a ball of ashes. Even his soul was completely annihilated.

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In a hidden cave in the Gama Empire, Gu Xuan took out a token carved with purple thunder patterns, muttered a few words, and then crushed the token directly.

The token turns into a purple thunder, breaking through the space and disappearing into the depths of the void.

"It's better to leave your heads for you about the Soul Clan."

After muttering, Gu Xuan stood up and stretched. Feeling the thicker magic power in his body, he nodded with satisfaction.

The ancient imperial clan stood at the peak of the Douqi Continent. Although they were in their respective ancient realms, they still secretly controlled the Douqi Continent and had their own territory.

This northwest region is the territory of the Thunder Clan, so it is naturally impossible for the Soul Clan's Fighting Saint to rage.

"It took another half a day to recover mana, so it's better to go back early."

After confirming that the people in the Soul Clan did not chase after him, Gu Xuan set up a light of escape and flew slowly towards Yunlan Sect.

Along the way, Gu Xuan's mind was always in his body, to be precise, above the fire lotus in his body.

On the fire lotus, the spiritual fire of all beasts merged into the lotus seeds transformed by the divine fire of Nirvana and are undergoing transformation.

The originally red Nirvana divine fire turned orange-red, and there were various flame phenomena around the lotus seeds.

The shadows of thousands of beasts lingered around the lotus seeds, facing the vision above the lotus seeds, and the phoenix bird standing on the branches of the sycamore tree worshipped.

"I don't know if this change is good or bad."

After silently complaining, Yunlan Mountain was already reflected in Gu Xuan's vision.

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In the Yunlan Sect Hall, Gu Xuan sat in the first seat. Yun Yun next to him brought a cup of tea and placed it next to Gu Xuan's table.

Off the stage, several elders of Yunlan Sect were holding scrolls in their hands, reporting on various situations.

"Yun'er, you can handle these small matters, there is no need to find me." Gu Xuan waved his hand, looking disgusted.

"Teacher, the empires next to you are not very honest recently. News has been heard from the royal family. I hope Yunlan Sect can help, which is no small matter." Yun Yun said helplessly.

"It's just a group of smelly fish and rotten shrimps. Is there a Douzong?"

"have."

"Is there a Dou Zun?"

"have."

"Um?"

The northwest region is the most barren area on the Douqi Continent, and there are only a few Dou Zuns in the original work.

"Where did Dou Zun come from?" Gu Xuan frowned slightly, and found that something was wrong.

"I don't know, their origin is mysterious, and they don't look like people from the northwest." Yun Yun explained.

Gu Xuan waved helplessly and said, "Just look at the handling. If no one comes to me, don't bother me. Is there any news about strange fire recently?"

The great elder Yun Len approached quickly and said with a look of seeking credit: "Yes, according to rumors, the largest empire in the northwest, the Sun and Moon Empire, has a unique fire inherited from the royal family, which is the 21st Yin and Yang flame on the strange fire list..."

"Stop, is it sure it is the 21st Yin and Yang Double Flame on the Novel Fire List?"

Gu Xuan looked at Yun Leng in front of him in surprise.
Chapter completed!