"This..." Xiaorou frowned and began to think about a solution.

The Nascent Soul is the soul, that is, the soul of the Nascent Soul cultivator. Generally speaking, the Nascent Soul of the monk is quite fragile.

If the Nascent Soul of Daoyang Zhenren is forcibly destroyed, the consequences may be that the Nascent Soul explosion will occur. At that time, the fire spirit seeds will be destroyed, and then it will be a scam.

It is not realistic to force the Daoyang Zhenren spit out the fire spirit seeds by himself.

Xiaorou's eyes lit up and she said, "This life span of Yang Zhenren is almost a thousand years old. Life is about to reach its end. The power of the soul may also weaken. Xiaorou can use the restriction condensed by the blood-charming divine light to control this person's Nascent Soul."

"The fire spirit seeds are hot things that are scorching yang. If taken directly, they may significantly damage the Nascent Soul of Daoyang Zhenren, which may cause the Nascent Soul explosion in serious cases. The young master can only try to inject water spirit power into the Nascent Soul body of Daoyang Zhenren. Perhaps he can use the water spirit power energy to neutralize the fire attribute energy of the fire spirit seeds, so as to pull out the fire spirit seeds in his body!"

Shen Lang thought for a moment and the fire spirit seeds had been planted in the lower abdomen of the Tao Yang Zhenren's Yuanying. At this moment, he could only use this method to pull out the fire spirit seeds!

As long as Xiaorou can control the Nascent Soul of Daoyang Zhenren, she should have great hope. Of course, there will be certain risks, but she can't think of so much at this moment.

Shen Lang immediately activated the nine-colored bone ring, and the seven bone rings on his hand appeared immediately, releasing a faint glow, among which the water-attribute bone ring released the most light.

He transformed the Yuanying roots of the Nascent Soul in his body into the Water Spirit roots, and all the potentials of the other six auxiliary spiritual roots were blessed on the Water Spirit roots, and the potential particles of the Water Spirit roots soared to 74 points. Even for the Nascent Soul cultivator, the potential particles of the Spirit roots can have 74 points, which is outstanding, and has provided quite pure water spirit power.

Because Shen Lang had just used the soul search technique, his brain was unconscious and fell into a short period of dormancy.

Xiaorou used this time to form strange seals on her hands, and a trace of blood-sexed divine light surged in her palms.

"Go!" Xiaorou punched a magic seal formed by blood into the sky spirit cover of Daoyang Zhenren's brain.

After doing this, Xiaorou took a deep breath and said, "Young master, it's OK!"

Shen Lang nodded with a serious expression, took out a knife from the storage ring, and chopped off the head of Daoyang Zhenren.

Blood splattered out like a fountain, and the body of Daoyang Zhenren died, and Shen Lang took away his storage ring.

After the body was destroyed, the Nascent Soul of Daoyang Zhenren left his body by himself, and a ball of fiery red Nascent Soul flew out of the sky spirit cap on his brain.

The Nascent Soul is about half a meter tall, and looks exactly the same as the Daoyang Zhenren, but there is a blood-colored talisman seal on the top of his head. This talisman seal is a restriction condensed by the blood-charming divine light.

Before the poor Nascent Soul could react, Xiaorou pinched her fingers and activated the restriction that was just above and below the Nascent Soul of Daoyang Zhenren.

"ah!!!"

A blood light appeared on the head of the Tao Yang Zhenren Yuanying, and a shrill scream came from his mouth, and he fainted.

Xiaorou's blood charm divine light has little effect on the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, but it is fatal to the cultivator's Nascent Soul. A Nascent Soul without a physical body is a soul body and will definitely not resist the Blood Charm God Light.

Shen Lang pinched the mouth of Daoyang Zhenren's Yuanying with his left hand, stretched out his right hand, and a large amount of water-attributed spiritual power surged out of his palm, turning into a faint blue light and pouring into the mouth of Yuanying.

"Shit!"

As soon as the water spirit power entered the body of the Taoyang Zhenren Yuanying, the Nascent Soul involuntarily spit out a large amount of white air from the Nascent Soul's mouth.

The Daoyang Zhenren is a cultivator of fire spirit roots, and the fire-attributed spiritual power in the Nascent Soul is naturally rich. When Shen Lang penetrated the water-attributed spiritual power, the two will neutralize when they encounter fire spirit power.

Shen Lang gritted his teeth and increased the output of water spiritual power.

Fortunately, the life span of Daoyang Zhenren is about to end, and the fire spirit power contained in the Nascent Soul has been quite weak. Shen Lang smoothly controlled the water spirit power to spread to the abdomen of the Nascent Soul.

Shen Lang's spiritual consciousness was attached to the water spiritual power, and he indeed observed that there was indeed a fiery red seed on the lower abdomen of the Taoyang Zhenren's Yuanying!

This is undoubtedly the Fire Spirit Seed.

The fire spirit seeds are as big as beans, red all over, with dazzling fire lights, and contain extremely powerful fire spirit power.

Once the water spiritual power output by Shen Lang touches the fire spirit seeds, it will be offset by a hot fire spirit power.

During this process, a large amount of white air gushed out of the mouth, nose and ears of the Taoyang Zhenren Yuanying.

Shen Lang frantically transported water spiritual power, but he still couldn't successfully detain this fire spirit seed. The main reason is that the fire spirit power contained in the fire spirit seed is too strong.

Just then.

"Who dares to break into my Ziyang Palace!"

A roar of shock and anger came from the north, and several Nascent Soul-stage monks suddenly flew out from the north of the Ziyang Palace Hall, and the roar was like thunder.

The moment Shen Lang and Daoyang Zhenren's fight was so loud that several Nascent Soul Stage Elders who were in charge of Ziyang Palace had already alarmed.

However, those elders in the Nascent Soul stage had their initial cultivation level, and they were afraid that the enemies they came were too strong, so they did not dare to come alone. Now the elders gathered together and then they had the courage to come to the hall to see what was going on.

After flying over, the spiritual consciousness of several elders had already noticed the situation around the hall.

"Dao...Master of Daoyang Palace?"

Seeing that Daoyang Zhenren's head was chopped off and he could not die any more, the elders were so scared that they almost turned around and ran away.

When Shen Lang reached the critical moment, he saw a few small fish coming and he couldn't help but smack his lips.

"Young master, keep going, Xiaorou will help you deal with these little fish."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaorou rushed towards the four early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

Without saying a word, Xiaorou casts the blood-charming divine light.

The dense blood light attacked the four frightened early-stage Nascent Soul monks like a strong wind. "Ah!!!"

Several screams followed one after another. The four elders of Ziyang Palace who were hit by the blood-charming divine light all hugged their heads and screamed like ghosts and wolves howling. The severe pain that penetrated their bones seemed to make their heads explode.

Seeing that the four people had no ability to resist, Xiaorou's beautiful eyes shone with a cold light. With her bare hands, she sacrificed a small silver sword. The body of the sword was filled with strange silver light, and the hilt was full of dense rune marks, which was slightly magical.

The silver flying sword magic weapon sacrificed by Xiaorou is a bit similar to the green small sword of Murong Mingyue, but Xiaorou's silver flying sword is a broken pseudo-precious spirit treasure. Looking closely, there is a slight crack at the blade.

This magic weapon was given to Xiaorou by Shen Lang. Although its power cannot keep up with the pseudo-precious spiritual treasure, it is not much different.

Xiaorou penetrated a large amount of demonic power into the silver flying sword. The flying sword shone with dazzling silver light, and instantly turned into dozens of silver threads, like a giant net, attacking the four elders of Ziyang Palace.

The four unlucky guys had just recovered a little consciousness from the dizziness. The elder with the strongest cultivation looked at dozens of dazzling silver silk threads attacking this side. His eyes suddenly opened and he shouted in horror: "Turn into silk in swords!"

Unfortunately, as soon as his roar fell, the dozens of silver threads cut his body into dozens of pieces like cutting tofu!
Chapter completed!