Ying Tianlu should never provoke Yuwen Zhouyuan, and he should never use the secret technique of seizing the body to enter the consciousness sea of Yuwen Zhouyuan!
Not to mention Ying Tianlu, even if the old monster at the peak of the True Emperor uses the secret technique of seizing the body to seize the universe, there will be no good end!
In the future, Yuwen Zhouyuan might be able to use the power of his sword to know the sea and trap countless old demons who seize their bodies to death. This obviously has nothing to do with Ying Tianlu.
"Senior, please let... let me go!" Ying Tianlu's words were trembling, but who would pity the crocodile's tears?
Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the sword's spiritual thoughts in the sea of consciousness were swept away. Billions of sword energy swept away, smashing Ying Tianlu's remaining soul into pieces, and turned it into the soul that nourished the sea of sword's thoughts.
nourishment.
To seize Yuwenzhouyuan is to seek death!
"All the Divine Consciousness Spirit Beads have been picked up!" Bai Binghan held dozens of True Lord Stage Divine Consciousness Spirit Beads in his trembling hands and handed them to Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Scared, so scary. At this moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan was as cold as a sword, which made Bai Binghan feel an unprecedented sense of strangeness.
"Don't be afraid. You and Brother Duan did a great job, I will take note of it!" Yuwen Zhouyuan saw Bai Binghan's panic and said with a slight smile.
At this moment, Yu Wen Zhouyuan's eyes did not have the power of a sword, but only the same easygoing look as before.
Putting away the Spiritual Bead of Divine Consciousness, Yuwen Zhouyuan jumped onto the Flying Sword, embraced the white jade unicorn, and headed straight for the Owl Eagle Tribe.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's smile was still the same as before, with a hint of teasing and a hint of concern, which made Bai Binghan relax and put down his vigilance.
Ice soul mysterious light sword
Above, Yuwen Zhouyuan no longer restrains the aura of a living person, nor does he hide the white jade unicorn anymore. His spiritual thoughts sweep across three hundred miles without hiding anything.
In this way, Yuwen Zhouyuan will definitely become the target of attacks in the entire fifth area. Just Yuwen Zhouyuan, why hide it anymore!
Integrating the telekinesis power in the Soul-Slaying Sword Qi, Yuwen Zhouyuan not only cultivated the telekinesis power of the sword, but also increased the strength of his telekinesis to the peak of the late True King. I believe that he will advance to the early stage of the True King soon.
With the advancement of Divine Sense, Yuwen Zhouyuan's Jiuying incarnation has also advanced to the late stage of True King, and has remained outside for a much longer time. In this fifth area, its strength is almost at its peak.
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Furthermore, due to the overwhelming aura of the white jade unicorn, even a half-step true self, the underworld spirit creature, could only display the true master's later cultivation level in front of Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Today Yuwen Zhouyuan will sweep across the fifth area, and his first target is undoubtedly the Owl Eagle Department!
"Today, the Owl Eagle Tribe will be destroyed!" Yuwen Zhouyuan's words were arrogant, but with the power of his sword and his incarnation, he was enough to run rampant here!
The soul-slaying order of the Great Elder of the Owl Eagle Tribe was truly a great "great favor", and almost killed Yuwen Zhouyuan in a conspiracy. He would eventually avenge Dayu Wenzhouyuan.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's flying sword flew extremely slowly. He was waiting for countless ghostly creatures who did not know whether to live or die to come and die.
Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't know which ghost spirit creature Yutong Emperor had friendship with, but in short, he would not let go of anyone who came to his door.
The road leading to the Owl Eagle Tribe will be a dead end filled with bones and rivers of blood.
Just after escaping for more than ten miles, more than ten ghost souls from the early stage of the True Lord were chasing after them. Looking at Yuwen Zhouyuan and Yutong, a man with a fiery expression and even more lustful eyes fell on Bai Bing's cold body.
body, spinning back and forth.
"Haha! As expected, Yutong, the Judge, is here, kill! Kill her and give credit to the Black-dressed Owl Lady Emperor!"
"A living person? Haha, I know it. This person must be the person who killed the clone of the black-dressed Owl Po Emperor. Let's kill him too!"
"What a beautiful woman, I want this girl!"
"That pretty boy is pretty good too. I'll pick him up later!"
A group of True Lord's early-stage Netherworld souls were chasing after them. Little did they know that when they stepped within three hundred miles, they were already locked by Yu Wenzhou's soul, and they were already dead!
"Broken!" Yuwen Zhouyuan's faint words came out, and he didn't even need the help of the white jade unicorn's demonic energy.
In an instant, the thirteen True Lords' early-stage ghost souls had their consciousnesses shattered and their bodies fell to the ground, blood splattered in the dust, and their spiritual consciousness beads were all taken away by Yuwen Zhouyuan with a wave of his sleeves.
Three hundred and sixty miles away, an old man named Ge Yi, who was at the peak of the True Lord, accidentally spied on Yuwen Zhouyuan with his spiritual mind. When he saw this strange scene, his expression immediately changed.
He is the great elder of Yuqianbu, a being who controls countless underworld souls, but for the first time in his life, he has a creepy feeling towards a junior human race who is less than a hundred years old.
"Impossible! This person is only in the late stage of True Lord, so why can he instantly kill thirteen True Lord ghost souls? This is simply ridiculous!" The Great Elder of Yuqianbu originally wanted to fish in the troubled waters of Yuwen Zhouyuan, but when he saw that Yuwen Zhou
How dare you take action with Yuan's weird methods!
Moreover, the Great Elder of Yuqianbu immediately made a decision. Not only could he not take action, but the entire Yuqianbu was not allowed to take action against Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"You must not offend this person! Otherwise you will die!" Great Elder Yuqianbu shook his head firmly and listed Yuwen Zhouyuan as the person who should not be offended among the Ghost Jedi.
Xiao Yingbu Mie Bu Mie did all the shit to him, the great elder of Yu Qianbu, and the black-skirted Xiaopo Dizun was angry. What does it have to do with him? His Yuqianbu was already on the wrong path with the black-skirted Xiaopo Dizun, and was at odds with all the underworlds.
The soul tribe is not united.
The only thing that concerned the elder Yu Qianbu was Bai Binghan and Duan Hongwei on Yuwen Zhouyuan's flying sword. These two people seemed familiar to the old man, but he shook his head and decided not to care.
The great elder of Yuqianbu left in a hurry to avoid being involved in right and wrong. The dignified figure of the great elder of Yuqianbu who left was a bit hasty.
Who could have expected that Shangguan Wuwei, the great elder of Yuqianbu, known as "Geshan Mingzun", would be startled and retreated by Yuwen Zhouyuan's figure!
Yuwen Zhouyuan's sword flew very slowly, and he deliberately left many loopholes to give Zhenjun Ming's soul object a chance to make a sneak attack.
The true king's early-stage ghostly soul had just rushed into the scope of the divine thoughts of three hundred miles in the Yuwen Universe when it was enveloped by the power of the sword's thoughts and the sea of consciousness was chopped into pieces and died.
Zhenjun, a middle-stage ghost spirit creature, rushed into the Yuwen Universe within a hundred miles, was suppressed by the white jade unicorn demonic energy to the early stage of divine thoughts, and was killed instantly.
Only the True Lord's late-stage Netherworld spirit creature has the strength to rush in front of Yuwen Zhouyuan, but once his cultivation is suppressed by the demonic energy, his fate will be the same as that of the second and third elders of the Owl Eagle Tribe.
Death! Yuwen Zhouyuan's flying sword was now covered with dark blood. It was a good flying sword, but it was filthy and bloody.
Along the way, Yuwen Zhouyuan killed more than three hundred and sixty soul creatures in total. Of course, most of them were in the early stage of True Lord, some in the middle stage, but very few in the later stage.
A nether soul creature in the early stage of True Lord has a sect contribution of 2,000 points, in the middle stage of True Lord it is 5,000 points, and in the late stage of True Lord it is 10,000 points.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's contribution to the sect had already grown to a terrifying figure, 1.93 million, and every fraction had been wiped off, but he had no intention of looking at it at the moment.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's face turned slightly pale, and he continued to take medicine to restore the power of his spiritual thoughts. Using the power of the sword to kill ghost souls definitely placed a heavy load on Yuwen Zhouyuan, but if he wanted to establish his power, he had to use his strongest power.
The strange and strange methods made the ghost creatures in the fifth area frightened and frightened!
Collecting the divine consciousness beads one by one, Yuwen Zhouyuan's gaze swept across the hazy sky in the distance.
Three hundred miles away, small black dots were spying on Yuwen Zhouyuan from afar, but no one dared to take action against Yuwen Zhouyuan.
The big mountain in the distance where Bai Binghan and Duan Hongwei met came into view, and beyond this mountain was the Owl Eagle Tribe.
Outside the Owl Eagle Department, a nine-layer spiritual formation has been set up. The first eight layers are all true master-level formations, with black mist covering the sky. The ninth level is a true king-level formation, with blood mist and filth.
The great elder of the Owl Eagle Tribe, Wan Guliu, had received the news that the second elder and other masters had been wiped out. He looked horrified and set up nine major formations, waiting for Yuwen Zhouyuan to arrive.
Yuwen Zhouyuan put away the flying sword, jumped off the flying sword and stood in the sky, leaving Duan Hongwei and Bai Binghan alone. He only hugged the white jade unicorn and walked into the mist alone.
A hundred feet away from the mist, Yuwen Zhouyuan stopped, and the mist in front of him parted, and the figure of an old man in green robe suddenly walked out.
This person's aura is as solemn as the sea, his eyes are like torches, he has a green robe and a green sword, and his wood spiritual energy is compelling.
This person is none other than the Great Elder of the Owl Eagle Tribe—Eternal Life!
After his eternal incarnation, the remaining eight masters of the late stage of True Lord, including Qiu Zhentian, followed. As for those mid-stage and early stage True Lord masters, they stayed in the formation and did not dare to appear directly in front of Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Wanguliu has received a report that Yuwen Zhouyuan has a strange method that can instantly kill the early, mid-term, and even late-stage masters of Zhenjun within three hundred miles. It is extremely dangerous to face Yuwen Zhouyuan alone.
Wan Guliu didn't want to believe this ridiculous statement, but he had to believe it because of the facts.
The only thing that remains unchanged is Wanguliu's consistent indifference and aloof manner. It can be said that his arrogance is extremely arrogant.
Yuwen Zhouyuan stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes looking at Yuwen Zhouyuan with a hint of green light and a hint of threat.
"Si Qige? I didn't look for you, but you did it yourself! Haha, you are such a reckless boy. I don't care what sinister spells you cast, which killed so many fellow ghosts, but in my ninth major formation
Under this, you will have no way out! The 'Nine Heavens Formation' is activated!"
Wangu Liu and the other eight late-stage elders each hold a blue wooden sign, which is the key to controlling the formation.
The spiritual thoughts of the nine people were submerged into the formation. An extremely dangerous aura, accompanied by bursts of eerie dragon roars, swept out from the formation, transforming into a huge silver bone python with nine heads and a hundred feet!
Each end of the nine python phantoms has the aura of the true king, and the one controlled by the eternal flow has the aura of half a step of the true self! It is formed by the power of the formation, transformed by the power of thought, and has the shape of a dragon, making it difficult to kill.
The Ming Jue Nine Heavens Formation is a combination of the masters from the peak of the Eight True Lords and the early stage of the One True Self. It can definitely be regarded as the pinnacle of the eternal formation cultivation!
As soon as the formation was activated and the nine pythons were summoned, Wanguliu's expression even sneered: "Siqige, I will give you a chance. If you abolish your cultivation and hand over the evil spell that kills hundreds of ghost souls,
I can spare your life!"
Wanguliu not only had Yuwen Zhouyuan in his heart, but also used his spell to kill the ghosts. The only thing that made Wanguliu fearful was the white jade unicorn in Yuwen Zhouyuan's arms - Yutong Emperor.
But it's just fear. There are many people in the world, and there are nine major formations. Why should you be afraid of the Jade Boy if you just wait for the rabbit to bully the few?