Before the thunder ball hit the Soul Gathering Bowl, black light shone on the Soul Gathering Bowl, and those ghost faces that could swallow thunder and lightning flashed out again. The number was far from comparable just now, and one by one screamed at the electric arc that hit.
Grinning, her face full of ferociousness.
"boom--"
The thick thunder ball hit the soul-gathering bowl without any obstacles.
The arc is tearing, and the black fog is churning.
Countless ghost faces were constantly distorted and deformed under the dazzling arc, turning into black gas and dissipated invisible. However, in the blink of an eye, the Soul Gathering Bottle whineeded, and the black fog dissipated completely, and countless ghost faces were not seen.
Traces.
Liu Zheng and the other three, who were standing outside the Lingguan Demon Subduing Array, felt that the extremely cold yin energy inside the room suddenly disappeared. Even the haze in the basement seemed to disappear, and the light suddenly became brighter.
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Xiao Fan sighed softly.
This soul gathering bowl is indeed one of the treasures of the Inspiration Sect and is really difficult to deal with. An uncontrollable dead object actually requires him to stimulate the power of lightning to twelve percent before it can be temporarily suppressed. If this one is done, it is not controlled.
Some people are using treasures, even if the other party is not a Nascent Soul Cultivator, but just has the same Golden Elixir-stage cultivation as him. It is hard to say whether the fur of this mere Thunder Summoning Technique can control the Yin Qi of the Soul Gathering Bowl.
Now that the Soul Gathering Bowl's body-protecting power has been suppressed, he should no longer have the ability to swallow his divine thoughts.
Xiao Fan's face condensed, and he was about to poke out the power of his divine thoughts. With a "swoosh", a black shadow suddenly flew out of the soul gathering bowl. Xiao Fan was shocked, and he didn't even think about it.
, the void raised with his right hand, and a slender arc shot straight towards the black shadow.
The black shadows flying out of the Soul Gathering Bowl are very dangerous no matter what they are, and Xiao Fan will never dare to take it lightly.
However, almost all the power of lightning in the body had been consumed in the shocking attack just now. This electric arc that was released in a hurry was really not very powerful.
At the same time as the arc was released, Xiao Fan's body flashed and disappeared from the spot. He actually used the shape-shifting technique in the wind escape technique. In a blink of an eye, he teleported outside the spiritual official demon-subduing array.
The jade plaque in his hand was raised, ready to activate the power of the restriction of the formation at any time.
The moment of lightning, this series of actions was completed.
On the other side, the black shadow could not dodge and was hit by an electric arc. The roar of the old demon roared like thunder.
"Young man, dare you!"
"Zhengman Xiao, wait!"
At the same time, Liu Zheng shouted hurriedly.
In fact, without Liu Zheng reminding, Xiao Fan could see clearly that the black shadow that emerged from the Soul Gathering Bowl seemed to be not very agile, and he could not even avoid such a slender arc. He was hit by the right person.
Then, if you look closely, it turns out to be a figure.
But the appearance of this figure is very strange.
It actually has two heads, four arms, but only one body and two legs.
It seems to be a conjoined monster that has not yet developed completely.
At this moment, the face on the right of the black shadow was full of rage, and the face on the left seemed to be smiling, with a faint sarcastic look. He smiled and said, "Old Demon Wei Ling, you have tasted great now."
?”
Listening to the sound, it is indeed Zhenjun Xuanming.
Xiao Fan almost immediately understood that this black shadow should be the soul of Zhenjun Xuanming and Master Weiling. He stayed in the Soul Gathering Bowl for more than a thousand years. The souls of the two were fighting each other and had already become one.
It's hard to separate anymore.
Xiao Fan's mind was condensed and he looked at it carefully.
I saw that this black shadow was about the same height as an ordinary person, as dark as ink, as if solidified. Xiao Fan knew very well that this was because both of his souls were particularly powerful, even though they had been in the Soul Gathering Bowl for thousands of years.
Consumption is still much solidified and solidified than the ghosts of ordinary people. The body of the Nascent Soul monk and the soul of ordinary people are naturally two completely different concepts.
"Young man, you a little cultivator in the Golden Elixir stage dares to use the thunder and lightning technique to deal with the master. You are really brave."
The old demon Viagra still roared like thunder.
Obviously, although the small electric arc just now was not enough to cause real damage to him, it also made him feel uncomfortable.
I saw that the old demon's soul was not ugly. Although it was a spiritual body, it was not very real and could be barely recognized. It was a middle-aged man in his forties with thick eyebrows and big eyes, quite
He is majestic. On one side, Zhenjun Xuanming is dressed as an elderly Taoist priest in his sixties or seventies, with the same appearance and mighty appearance.
Xiao Fan smiled faintly and said slowly: "Senior Weiling, no matter what, you are an old man who has lived for thousands of years. I think at least you should be able to recognize the situation. At the moment, such a realistic situation is in front of you, is it possible that
Can you escape the catastrophe you face with just a big brand of Nascent Soul monk?”
"A catastrophe? Hehe, junior, you are quite angry. Do you think that with your thunder-summoning technique, if you temporarily suppress the soul gathering bowl, you will really have the ability to kill the soul of the Nascent Soul Soul Cultivator?
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Master Weiling asked coldly.
Xiao Fan said lightly: "If the senior had just left the body of the Nascent Soul cultivator, with the great supernatural powers of the Nascent Soul cultivator, of course, I don't have the ability to kill your soul. But now, after more than a thousand years of consumption, the senior himself
How much power is left to recognize the Nascent Soul?”
The old demon Weiling snorted, stared at Xiao Fan fiercely, but stopped talking.
True Lord Xuanming looked at Xiao Fan with interest and said with a smile: "My friend Xiao, you are not bad, really good, with the style of Taixing Zhenren back then. He is as gentle and elegant as the same thick and square, but you are more than him.
It has a bit of killing spirit, and it also affects my old man's appetite."
Xiao Fan did not dare to be negligent about this Maoshan ancestor, so he hurriedly bowed slightly and said respectfully: "Senior Xuanming praised it. Compared with the ancestors of this sect, Xiao Fan would never dare to be the one."
Tan Xuan, who had been silent all the time, suddenly asked, "Senior Xuanming, have you ever met our ancestor Taixing? How good is he?"
True Lord Xuan Ming was stunned, looked at Tan Xuan, and said, "Little girl, you have asked me what you said. True Man Taixing was very good back then, the leader of Wuji Sect, the leader of the righteous path, and the late stage of the Nascent Soul
There are few rivals in the realm of great success. But more than a thousand years have passed, and I don’t know if he has advanced to the Enlightenment Stage…”
The rest of the words Xuan Ming Zhenjun did not finish his words, but everyone understood what he meant.
When a monk did not enter the realm of enlightenment, his life span was limited. The life span of a monk in the Nascent Soul stage was as long as a thousand years, which was extremely rare. But as long as he could not enter the realm of enlightenment, he would eventually turn into dust. Taixing Zhenren had already
It is the realm of the late stage of the Nascent Soul. No matter how high the talent is, it is at least three or four hundred years old. Now more than a thousand years have passed. If you fail to go further, you will probably have turned into dust.
"Hehe, Xuanming Old Ghost, just trick the children into playing. When the space channel collapsed, Li Taixing, the immortal guy, took a large group of people from the Wuji Sect to cut off the rear of the hypocrites in the Zhengdao Alliance.
The two of them could see clearly that the guys from Wuji Gate had completely collapsed shortly after entering the space channel. The space channel was terrible, so I don’t need to tell you, right? Don’t say that Li Taixing’s immortal old man was not a cultivator Wuling.
Even if he has entered the Enlightenment Stage, when the space channel collapses, he will never be able to survive!"
Master Weiling said disdainfully.
"What?"
This time, Xiao Fan and the other three were all shocked.
"Senior Xuan Ming, is this true?"
Tan Xuan asked anxiously. Although Taixing Zhenren was a ancestor of more than a thousand years ago and had no direct connection with their generation of Wuji disciples, when Master Wei Ling heard such a description, he was Wuji.
Disciples still find it difficult to accept.
Everyone's eyes looked at Zhenjun Xuanming together.
True Lord Xuan Ming was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "But that's the case. However, when the space channel collapsed, Zhenren Taixing and others had already entered the channel for a while, and they should be safe."
"It's so safe! You and I haven't been in that space channel. It takes half an hour for any teleportation? They have only entered less than two quarters of an hour before the space channel collapsed, unless they are Daluo Jinxian in the heavenly realm can live
Have to come down.”
The Demon Virgin said viciously.
Xiao Fan was silent for a while and asked in a deep voice: "Senior Xuan Ming, why didn't you leave back then?"
True Lord Xuan Ming smiled bitterly and said, "I want to come, aren't I entangled by this guy? Everyone wants to leave the Middle Earth World before the space channel collapses and go to the Somo Realm to take refuge. This old demon is entangled, but the result is
No one can get away.”
"Pooh!"
The old demon Weiling spat heavily, full of anger.
"You can say this so much that you can tell me. I had the chance to leave back then, but you, the old ghost, were always entangled with me. If you didn't go crazy back then, we might still be alive now.
Good, life is very moist."
"Hehe, Wei Ling Old Demon, you are a demon cultivator. Eliminating demons and defending the way is the rule of my Maoshan School. Of course, the true king will entangle you. Could you let you run away leisurely and go to the Somo Realm to harm others.
?”
True Lord Xuanming did not deny the "accusation" of the old demon Weiling. He smiled and admitted it.
"Besides, old devil, if I hadn't left you in this soul gathering bowl back then, over the past thousand years, you would have died long ago. Could it be that with your qualifications, you would have wanted to advance.
Is the Enlightenment Period achievable? Speaking of which, you should also thank me for being the True Lord.”
This true Lord Xuanming seems to be an optimistic person. Although the situation is so bad, he doesn't care at all and even teases the old demon Weiling.
"You thief!"
The old demon Wei Ling was furious and furious, opened his mouth wide and bit him at Zhenjun Xuanming.
True Lord Xuanming was not showing weakness, so he opened his mouth and bit it.
The souls of the two Nascent Soul masters fought indecently, and the black fog suddenly surging and messed up.