Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Countless long hairs, like silver dragons, rushed towards Wang Teng fiercely. The murderous aura was so huge that the void was like broken glass pieces, constantly flying, the Tao was moaning, and the sun and the moon moved together.

Countless people who know Baiyun are even more awe-inspiring.

These ten thousand spears pierce the heart is a mysterious technique, one of the powerful tactics of the Baihua Sect.

Bai Yun has been practicing this move for at least 100,000 years. With her soul forming a tower, she is close to the later stage, and is invincible. She has defeated many powerful people in the marginal areas. In the eyes of cultivators with poor souls, it is like the sickle of the god of death. Once she takes action, she will take away someone's life.

Many people had a little fire in their throats. Baiyun used such a powerful move to an unknown cultivator from the Southern Region, and was really killing a chicken with a ox knife.

It can be seen how seriously Wang Teng offended Bai Yun.

Many people looked at Wang Teng and shook their heads regretfully, thinking that this was a disciple of some power who was not well-versed in the world. They didn't know that the world was so high. When they were reincarnated next time, they would not show their highlights.

No one thinks that Wang Teng has the possibility of survival under this attack.

That random silver spear can kill thousands of people below the fifth level of the God Lord realm, with too strong power.

Baiyun looked down at Wang Teng, who was about to swallow countless hairs, as if a god was looking at the mortal who was about to be executed by himself, and felt a sense of pleasure.

This time, I guess there will be no low-level cultivators from the Southern Region who dare not offend her without opening their eyes.

"A good attack on the soul, but I'm afraid I'm almost there to kill me."

Just as Bai Yun thought of this, Wang Teng smiled faintly, and his calm voice spread between the world, causing Bai Yun's pretty face to slowly solidify.

The beautiful eyes looked at Wang Teng with a hint of astonishment. Bai Yun Yuying looked a little confused. She really didn't understand why Wang Teng, the native of the Southern Region, had such a strong attack, could take over.

"The soul forms a tower and appears!"

The next moment, Wang Teng shouted deeply, and the scene on display finally shocked Bai Yun's expression.

Boom! The calm voice fell, and there was also a large area of ​​the power of the soul in Wang Teng's eyebrows, which was vast and majestic, stirring out, like a vast ocean breaking the dike. The sound of a tsunami connecting the sky was faintly heard in the void. Many soul powers were hoarded in front of him, and they formed a blue divine wall, which was connected to the sky and the ground, and were countless thousands of meters high, extremely magnificent, as if they could withstand all attacks in the world.

Wang Teng stood in front of the wall of divine, his thick hair flying, his eyes were as cold as lightning. At this moment, he also seemed to be a god showing his power, with a smell of alarming the heavens and making ghosts and gods afraid swept away.
Chapter completed!