The person who came was rosy and had a silver hair, and had a fairy-like look. He couldn't feel any powerful aura, but the terrifying pressure just now had told everyone that the person who came was a powerful Immortal King.

The strong Immortal King, at this moment, Zhaoming, who was in a state of fighting, stopped and looked up and stared.

The people and horses of the Fang family and the Panshen Heavenly Palace of Shengzhou were still moving, and only the monks of Jukuzhou knelt down in the void and shouted loudly: "Sir, please see the sect leader."

The leader of Jukuzhou, not to mention Sun Jiuyang and Lihua, even Zhaoming knew this person's identity, the king of Jukuzhou: the soul-reversing ancestor.

It is originally hostile to the Double Pupil Soul Master, and what this person said before he appeared, there is no doubt that the person who came is not good.

"All get up!" The soul-rebel ancestor said casually, and ordered all his men to stand up. He looked at Zhaoming and said lightly: "I just wanted to come over to see the results of my disciple's battle, but I didn't expect you to climb out of the Bing Cliff again."

Zhaoming laughed: "Just just your disciples, you can't kill me!"

"I haven't seen the killing level above the level, but I don't have much strength like you." The soul-reverse ancestor flashed an inexplicable divine light in his eyes, and he asked slowly: "You are Taiyi, right?"

"Yes, I'm Taiyi!" Zhaoming replied with a high voice.

The Soul-Reverse Ancestor nodded: "Although your strength is far less than that of the Nine-Headed Emperor, this aura that is so powerful that it is so powerful that I don't want to ruin it. I'm willing to give you a chance to worship my subordinates, otherwise I won't blame me for being ruthless."

"The Soul-Reverse Ancestor, you are a powerful Immortal King. Do you want to attack a junior?" Li Hua jumped out and shouted loudly.

The soul-reverse ancestor looked at her, frowned slightly, and then felt relieved: "It's interesting, I still think it's a frog monster. It turns out that it's not. Although it's a bit inappropriate to attack him as my identity, I don't want another Nine-headed Emperor to mess with my West Sea millions of years ago. If he is willing to give up a trace of his soul as my disciple today, I will spare him."

He has his own special means. Once he gets a trace of his soul, he can control his life and death. No matter how strong Zhaoming is in the future, he will only be a slave who obeys his will.

"Haha!" Zhaoming laughed: "No wonder your disciple is so vulnerable. You have to sacrifice your soul to be your disciple. What's the use of such a waste?"

But the Soul-Reverse Ancestor asked back: "If it cannot be used for me, what's the use of me to accept him as a disciple? I have been exploring my cultivation experience for millions of years, and after entering the school, I want to learn it easily. Is there such a cheap thing in this world?"

Zhaoming stopped smiling and asked, "Million years ago, when my demon emperor came to the West Sea, you were already the Immortal King, right?"

"Not bad!" said the soul-reversing ancestor quite complacently: "I was one of the only four immortal kings in the West Sea back then. In terms of seniority, only the old ghost of the Fang family can compare with me, even the immortal immortal king of Zuzhou is also my junior."

"I was the Immortal King back then, and a million years later, I will still be the Immortal King, which shows that you are just like this." Zhao Ming sneered: "You can't make a breakthrough in a million years, so you have the nerve to show off and show it off."

The Soul-Reverse Ancestor's smile froze. Then he looked cold and said coldly: "It seems that you are not going to survive!"

"After all, I'm just dead, why am I too afraid!" Zhao Ming shouted loudly, urging six flying fire meteors to guide the endless flames to kill directly at the Anti-Soul Ancestor, waved his arm and punched him out. At the same time, a flower of Taoist patterns condensed and flew over to the Anti-Soul Ancestor.

The strong Immortal King is a myth for the cultivation world. Unlike other realms, when it reaches this level, whether it is true qi, state of mind or understanding of the world, it has reached another level. It cannot be compensated simply by bloodline and perseverance.

Such challenges often occur in the world of cultivation. Taiyi Golden Immortal kills the sub-saints, but there are only a few between the sub-saints and the Immortal King, as if there is a natural barrier that no one can pass through. It is not only that individuals cannot challenge, but even the number cannot be compensated.

For today's world of cultivation, the Immortal King's Strong One is synonymous with invincibility. Except for the Immortal King's Strong One, it would be difficult for someone to pose a threat to the Immortal King's Strong One.

Zhaoming knew the gap in strength. Even if he could not beat it, he could not escape it.

However, for Zhaoming, who has experienced the illusion of karma fire, he can have strength that is inferior to the other party, but he must not lose the courage to fight with his opponent. Instead of waiting for the other party to take action, it is better to give it a try first.

"I'm very brave. No wonder my younger generations in Xihai were beaten to death by you. Unfortunately, I just overestimated my abilities!"

The soul-reverse ancestor smiled slightly and flicked it casually. A pure heaven and earth energy swept over, as if it was raining heavily, extinguishing Zhaoming's attacks. Even the flying fire meteor and the Taoist flower had just struggled for a while and turned into a bubble.

When he saw him pointing out his finger, a black light wrapped around Zhaoming, trapping him directly like a cage.

Zhaoming didn't think too much, but directly condensed the Taoist flower and slapped it at the black light. Unfortunately, the Taoist flower was wrapped in the black light, as if it was a stone sinking to the sea, and there was no news anymore.

My heart suddenly sank. The methods of the powerful Immortal King are indeed beyond the reach of ordinary monks.

"This is the power of the wronged soul, not something you can deal with!" The soul-reverse ancestor flew slowly towards Zhaoming, twitching his nose from time to time, with an excited look on his face: "I smelled the smell of a powerful soul. It is necessary to refine magic weapons, and it came too timely!"

"Lend me the Kongtong Seal!" Lihua flew to the top of the Bugui Cliff and said to Sun Jiuyang who was hiding under the snow.

After hearing this request, Sun Jiuyang immediately looked at her in shock: "You have the idea of ​​hitting me again, don't even think about it."

"I want to save Taiyi! You will not be in danger anyway!" Lihua said seriously.

Sun Jiuyang picked up the corner of his mouth: "Do you think I will be fooled? You, a girl with a scorpion heart, will sooner or later be punished."

"You..." Lihua was about to say something, but she heard a thunderous sound coming from the side, which was extremely strange, unlike the sound of drums, but more like someone hitting the bones with bones, making people's heart beat, and even the soul couldn't help but tremble.

There was an incense burner on the hands of the Soul Rebellion Ancestor, and purple smoke kept emitting. The purple smoke did not drift with the wind, but continued to change into various strange and ferocious appearances.

"The smell of a powerful soul, let me see what is going on!"

The soul-reverse ancestor kept releasing his excitement, and he squeezed the magic tricks in his hand and hit the incense burner directly. A gust of howling wind came from the incense burner, just like countless unjust ghosts crying and howling.

"boom!"

I faintly heard a loud drum roar, and the prison turned into black light and turned black like a black hole.

Zhaoming knew something was wrong and wanted to hide, but where could he escape? In an instant, he saw that his entire head seemed to be cut apart and divided into two sections with a knife.

The sky spirit cap slowly rose, and suddenly there was a feeling of opening up the world and breaking the world. There was an indescribable strange fluctuation between the world, which was mysterious and mysterious.

Is it the soul? Such thoughts arose in everyone's mind, and at the same time, the legendary Soul Anti-Soul Ancestor can directly peek at other people's souls, which is indeed not a false statement.

At this moment, as long as the soul-reversing ancestor is determined, the fire-swallowing demon will naturally be dead.

"Let me see how your soul looks, it actually makes me smell that makes me feel excited. With such a powerful soul power, you must have been a famous strong man in your previous life. Unfortunately, in this life, you can only become my soul slave."

The soul-reverse ancestor laughed loudly, and when he raised his hand, he made a series of seals, constantly moving towards Zhaoming's soul world.

"Taiyi!" Lihua was anxious and was about to rush out.

Sun Jiuyang hurriedly held her down and whispered: "You are seeking death when you rush out!"

"What should I do? Could it be that I will see Taiyi die in his hands?" Li Hua was extremely anxious.

Sun Jiuyang frowned and shook his head and said, "If the Kunlun mirror is still in my hands, I might be able to hold on for a while, but relying solely on the Kongtong Seal, I can't save him, but I can't save him."

After thinking for a while, hesitated and said, "Where is your big white elephant? Look at the use of the Soul Anti-Soul Ancestor, maybe it cannot be interrupted. If you use the big white elephant to impact it, see if there will be any changes."

"Isn't it better to use Kongtong Seal to smash it?" Li Hua asked back.

Sun Jiuyang immediately shrank his neck: "Just pretend I haven't said this proposal."

The Kongtong Seal was a self-defense magic weapon he finally asked for, so how could he lend it out casually? The lives of others are naturally not as important as their own.

Lihua spit out the bag of gold and silver threads from her mouth, frowned slightly, and then asked Sun Jiuyang for a moment, "Last time I heard you say, you have the ability to kill the Immortal King, but take it seriously?"

Sun Jiuyang smiled hard: "Of course there are methods, but it takes a lot of time to cast spells. And once it starts, it will definitely be discovered by the Soul Anti-Soul Ancestor. I'm afraid I'll die if I have Kongtong Seal."

"How long will it take?" Lihua asked again.

Sun Jiuyang frowned: "A quarter of an hour!"

Lihua immediately shook her head: "One quarter of an hour is too long, half a quarter of an hour... how about half a quarter of an hour? I am responsible for entangling him for half a quarter of an hour!"

Sun Jiuyang refused to comment, just said, "Unless you can keep him trapped and cannot escape. If so, you can try it for half a quarter of an hour. That's all, there is no other concession."

Although he has the Kongtong Seal to protect himself, if this soul-rebel ancestor had murderous intentions, he would probably be doomed. It would be better to bet with Li Hua.

Lihua took a deep breath and nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give it a try. Once I find an opportunity to become my deity, I will start to take action."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a loud "buzzing" sound, as if the sound of Taoism was roaring, and the waves surging around the cliff were shocked.

At the same time, I also felt a terrible soul pressure appear out of thin air, as if the nine heavens collapsed, and the roar fell, making people breathless.

Goodbye, between Zhaoming's separated skull, a majestic figure appeared, swallowing and spitting the galaxy, with its mighty momentum that makes people unable to look directly at it.
Chapter completed!