Facing Ye Fan, Leng Mian Sha Ji was completely at a disadvantage. She failed and had no ability to stop Ye Fan.
At this time, she has only one choice!
"Hahaha, brat, I failed, but you can't even think of entering the river valley."
"Um?"
Ye Fan looked at Leng Mian Sha Ji and saw a bit of determination on her face. He realized that this person might go to extremes.
"kill!"
Suddenly, Leng Mian Sha Ji gathered all his soul power and activated his self-life soul. This was a self-sacrificial fighting method that allowed his attacks to reach their limit.
"Soul Power Blood Sacrifice—Kill!"
Ye Fan only felt that countless soul power barriers appeared in the surrounding space. Although these barriers were small, they came together like ants swallowing an elephant, making all his sword realms useless.
"Kill!"
The whole body of the cold-faced killer fell into this barrier, and the energy in his body, combined with his life soul, sent out the most powerful blow in his life.
"ah!"
Facing the strongest blow from the cold-faced Killer, Ye Fan did not flinch. He stood firm, and the power of gods and demons exploded. The Dragon Emperor's Tyrant Halberd and the original demon soldiers stood on the left and right sides, and the body of gods and demons bloomed.
Magnificent light.
"Whoosh!"
The figure of the cold-faced killer rushed over. She turned into a killing sword and struck directly at Ye Fan's chest.
"ah!"
But upon hearing Ye Fan's roar, his body opened, golden light bloomed, and the sword edge was straightened.
"Keng, Keng, Keng!"
The powerful sword edge, carrying unparalleled soul power, competes with Ye Fan's hegemonic body. This is a confrontation of laws. This is a head-on conflict between sword intention and hegemonic body.
"Roar!"
Along with the roar of Jiutian Yinglong, the shadow of Jiutian Dragon Emperor reappeared.
"Zizzizi!"
Blessed by the Dragon King's power, Ye Fan's domineering body became even more powerful. No matter how powerful the sword was, it could not hurt him at all.
"Hate!'
Killing Ji with a cold face, knowing that he had no chance, roared "hate" to the sky, and finally dissipated.
As the figure of Leng Mian Sha Ji dissipated, the barrier around the Wraith Valley also dissolved.
"Ye Fan, you succeeded." Dark Prison Minghu came over to congratulate him.
"Oh, it's a pity that she was so persistent, otherwise there wouldn't have been any casualties."
Ye Fan shook his head and said, Ye Fan was still touched by the self-sacrifice of the cold-faced killer Ji for his mission.
The two of them walked together towards the depths of the Wraith Valley. After half an hour, they finally came to a sloped peak. This slope formed the shape of a slope.
Ye Fan looked from a distance, and in front of the slope, a peak stood like a stone monument, with three big characters written on it - Soul Burial Slope.
And these words are surrounded by the power of resentful souls, which is frightening.
As long as you see those three words, these soul powers will affect the monk's spirit and enter your soul at a glance.
"Walk!"
Ye Fan and the two of them glowed with body-protecting light, while holding their breath and concentrating to fight against the power of these resentful souls.
"The Soul Burial Slope, the land of the Soul Clan, whoever comes, stop!"
Suddenly, a strange sound came from high in the distance, and then the three guardian spirits appeared.
"I, Ye Fan, have no other intention of entering the land of the soul clan. I just want to borrow the Heavenly Soul Bell and the Human Soul Mirror to save people. Please help me."
Ye Fan bowed and saluted, stating his purpose of coming here.
This is his sincerity. After all, this is the place of the Soul Clan. In order to get here, he even killed a guard. This kind of courtesy is still necessary.
"Strangers are never welcome in the land of the Soul Clan. You also killed the Cold-faced Killer, and now you still want our Soul Clan's clan-suppressing treasure. You are really going too far!"
"The Soul clan is not a hospitable clan, you are going too far!"
The three Hunjiangs looked at Ye Fan coldly. From their eyes, Ye Fan saw the anger and soul power laws pouring out continuously. These laws had entered the space around him and could attack him at any time.
Ye Fan remained calm and did not resist the invasion of these laws. What he wanted was a chance to meet the leader of the Soul Clan. His only goal was to obtain the Earth Soul Cauldron and the Human Soul Mirror, and to be with the Soul Clan leader.
Conflict between people can only make things worse.
"Everyone, I, Ye Fan, have no ill intentions. I just want to save people. I have no choice. I also ask my master for your understanding. Please recommend me the leader of the soul clan!"
"Hahaha, it's ridiculous that you want to see the leader of the Soul Clan. Just leave your life here!"
A monk in the center of the three great soul generals looked at Ye Fan coldly and shouted.
"Who do you respect? Why do you have to suffer so much?" Ye Fan's face turned cold and he asked.
"I am the blood soul, and these two are the sun soul and the moon soul. You are so irritating, you must die!"
Blood Soul roared angrily, and two soul hammers appeared in his hands, swinging them towards Ye Fan.
"Boom!"
The soul hammer fell to the ground, shaking the space, and the entire earth was about to crack. At the same time, the smell of blood made Ye Fan sick. He felt that the hammer contained powerful power of law, which was the power of the blood soul.
"Hahaha!"
Blood Soul laughed, flew up, and swung out another hammer.
"Boom!"
Ye Fan felt that his body was involuntarily knocked out. The power of this blood soul hammer was too powerful, and the opponent's cultivation level was unfathomable.
As previously obtained, this soul clan member can survive in the Lost Paradise for a long time. His body has been integrated with the environment of the Lost Paradise and has received a lot of blessings. If outsiders want to fight them, they must overcome many other difficulties.
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"Kill Leng Mian Sha Ji, you all deserve to die!'
"Yes, damn outsiders, come and die!"
The Sun Soul and Moon Soul behind them took action one after another, attacking Ye Fan.
Faced with the three-man attack, Ye Fan was instantly at a disadvantage, but the Dark Prison Tiger behind him showed an angry look on his face.
"Ye Fan is so kind and kind, but I didn't expect that you bunch of losers would actually say nasty things to each other. You are the ones who deserve to die!"
"Roar!"
Following the roar of the Minghu Yuanshen, the Dark Prison Minghu punched out. The powerful power instantly shocked the Sun Soul and the Moon Soul.
"Who are you? How dare you act so arrogantly here!"
"Send your name!"
The two souls did not dare to be careless and faced the Dark Prison Tiger together.
"Hahaha, I, Mr. Taurus, sit down, the ten evils of the ancient times, the tiger of the dark prison!"
"Ten evil spirits from ancient times?"
Hearing this name, the two souls trembled in their hearts. They also knew how powerful the Ten Ancient Evils were.
"Everyone, we have no intention of fighting. Please clarify the leader of the soul clan so that we can talk in detail!"
"Hmph, you really push your limits, the three-soul formation!"
"yes!"
Under the command of the blood soul, the sun soul and moon soul landed at the same time, and the surrounding space rotated rapidly.
"Zizzizi!"
From the stone tablet on the Soul Burial Slope, green light shined down, blessing the power of the three souls. For a time, the entire space fell into the control of the soul power array.