The army was approaching, and there were many strong people. Although the Yunmeng Empire suffered heavy losses, the people's anger was obviously also rising in this last battle.

This war... is finally over.

"Everyone in the Soul Clan will be destroyed!" Yun Sheng waved his hand.

The army began the final crushing!

boom!

A faint light floated in the air, and the dead palm pressed on the Soul Lord's shoulder and pulled it behind him!

Soul Palace!

He is also the leader of the soul clan.

He was breathing dying and was dying. Now he had exhausted the last saint's afterglow and forced himself to breathe, but his combat power was gone, and he was even less powerful than that of a young child.

"Soul Palace, you and I have fought each other for decades, have you ever thought about today!" Yun Sheng said coldly.

"Yun Sheng, you have too much ambition." The faint voice of the Soul Palace sounded, revealing endless vicissitudes and fatigue. His eyes swept across the soul tribe world, and a trace of unbearableness appeared in his eyes: "For the sake of one person's opportunity to become a god, he did not hesitate to let both planes fall into water and fire. Yun Sheng, you are still like before, and you are all your own selfish."

"How can a king not be a million corpses?" Yun Sheng said indifferently: "If you sacrificed your soul that day for me to foster it, the soul clan will not have such a disaster today. Everything is your own fault."

The old man sighed lightly, stopped talking, but turned around and looked at the Soul Lord, the most talented and powerful man in the history of the Soul Clan and the earliest to become a saint!

He believed that if he was given time, perhaps he would lead the entire soul clan to an unprecedented level.

It's just... it's late.

A trace of regret flashed in the eyes of the old man in the Soul Palace, and his expression became calm. He looked at the Yunmeng Twin Saints and said lightly: "The two of you just want to nourish your spiritual spirit with the courage that the soul clan has saved when the death of the soul clan is in order to achieve the divine position. Among them, I and the Soul Lord are the most important. After the death of the soul clan, the soul will not dissipate, but he did not expect that this would cause this great disaster."

Yunmeng Shuangshen's eyes were cold.

"It's just... Yunmeng Twin Saints, you kill the people of my soul clan and want to overthrow my soul clan. My soul palace is the leader of the soul clan, so how can you get what you want!" The soul palace said quietly.

"Old man, now you are exhausted, what can you do? It is said that if the saint's spirit does not rest in peace, it will be eternal. If you don't follow me, I will teach you how to see the soul clan's purgatory on earth!" Yun Sheng's expression showed a touch of hideousness and a hint of madness.

For this battle, he and Meng Sheng prepared for too long.

And there are too many sacrifices.

Although the soul clan was overthrown, the Yunmeng Empire was already broken, with only two half-saints left, and countless powerful people in the Venerable Realm were killed or injured.

As for the sergeant, one out of ten is not left.

Everyone is full of resistance and fatigue about this war.

Life is harvested like grass mustard.

But this is the will of the saint.

"Kill!" Yunmeng Twin Saints ordered.

The Soul Lord regarded death as if he was home, and fought with the two saints of Yunmeng.

Boom boom boom boom.

After all, the Soul Lord has just entered the realm of a saint. His body, strength, or control over the power of the world is far less than that of the Yunmeng Twin Saints. What's more, he is defeated soon, with scars on his body and shocking, and then he is slapped by the Yunmeng Twin Saints with a palm!

"I didn't expect... your spirit is stronger than the old man in the Soul Palace!" Yun Sheng's eyes were full of greed. Now this purgatory soul clan was his greatest opportunity.

Whether you resist or not, kill it.

Huh huh huh huh huh.

The killing starts again.

Qin Hao and Wude Fat Taoist were shocked. No one expected that as soon as they arrived at the capital of the Soul Clan, they would fall into this final battle to exterminate the clan.

It was the first time that both Qin Hao and Wude Fat Taoist had seen such a large-scale war, and billions of planes were massacred...

"Brother Qin... let's go." Wude Fat Taoist frowned and looked at the desperate roar in the soul clan, and the desperate self-destruction. If you continue to watch, Wude Fat Taoist is worried that his Taoist heart will be damaged.

Qin Hao frowned. The Soul Clan had nothing to do with him, and the battle between the two planes was not something he could only get involved in.

Qin Hao just wanted to ask about Long Yan during this trip.

If this is impossible, Qin Hao can only find another way.

But just as Qin Hao and Wude Fat Taoist were about to leave.

The head of the soul clan, the soul hall, the dying old man suddenly opened his eyes, without any turbidity, only a clear and regretful scene...

"The soul is back!"

The sound of the Soul Palace sounded and floated across the entire Soul Clan plane.

"The soul is back!" The soul king was seriously injured and dying at this time. When he heard this sentence, he calmed down and chanted in a low voice.

Then more and more sounds sounded at the same time.

"The soul is back!"

Those living, dead, and all the souls of the soul clan gathered together at this moment and were chanting this sentence in a low voice.

It's like a pilgrimage.

The souls of the soul clan gathered on the soul hall one after another.

"This is!" Yunmeng narrowed his holy eyes.

"The highest forbidden technique of the soul clan? Soul gathering? What does this old man want to do!" Yun Sheng felt a little anxious, and suddenly a sense of ominous premonition arose in his heart.

"Does this old man want to have a jade-burning with the two saints of Yunmeng?" Fat Taoist Wude touched his head, a little confused, so he said: "But why can't he feel the power fluctuation at all... The soul clan has always been mysterious, can he still be able to turn the tide?"

Qin Hao shook his head. No matter what kind of backup plan there is in the Soul Hall of the Soul Clan, it is inevitable that he will be defeated.

"Let's go." Qin Hao sighed lightly, not wanting to see the tragic scene of a plane being destroyed.

But at this moment, Fat Taoist Wude opened his eyes wide, his whole body trembled, pointed his fingers at Qin Hao's back, his mouth was as big as a fist, and he stuttered: "Qin...Brother Qin...Hurry...Look, the soul god...the soul is flying towards you!"

"What?" Qin Hao turned his head in confusion.

laugh!

Without any signs, strands of vast spiritual spirits poured into Qin Hao's heart.

With a bang, Qin Hao felt that the spirit in his body had grown countless times.

What the hell!

"Qin Hao... the inheritor of the dragon, you are here." The faint voice of the Soul Palace sounded in Qin Hao's mind.

Qin Hao looked confused. When he looked at the Soul Clan world again, there was no wandering spirit in this plane. It turned out that the saying that the soul returned was gathering the soul power of the soul people in the Soul Clan world?

But what should I do if I get into my body?

And I didn't notice it in advance.

"Qin Hao!" A roar that shook the sky and the earth sounded.

Even though they were far away, Qin Hao could still feel the surging flames of Yunmeng Twin Saints.

"That... Brother Qin, if Xiaodao guessed correctly, the divine power of the entire soul clan plane was condensed into a little by the old man in the Soul Hall and entered your body. This is the purpose of Yunmeng's Double Saints to launch a plane battle and destroy the Soul Clan. Immortal Heavenly Venerables, Qin Hao... You've gotten into trouble this time!" The fat Taoist Wude looked at Yunmeng's Double Saints' scarlet eyes, and his scalp was numb.
Chapter completed!