The blue luan bird was filled with ferocity, and it let out a cry, then turned into an afterimage and headed towards Sang Luo.
The corners of Sang Luo's lips curled up slightly, and a coldness flashed through her eyes.
"Fire and phoenix start a prairie fire!"
The fire phoenix came out from the sword body and headed straight towards the shadow of the blue luan bird——
The next moment, Sang Luo also turned into a stream of light and disappeared from the place.
In the sea of fire, the young man cultivating the Talisman could not even see the direction of Sang Luo.
He was about to form a formation to suppress and release the realm, but the next moment, severe pain came from Danhai.
The girl in red appeared in front of him, a sword penetrated his body, her beautiful face was full of indifference, and she uttered a word from her red lips,
"burn!"
Blood gushed out from the throat of the young Fu Xiu, and the severe pain in the sea of pills spread to his internal organs. Before he could react, he turned into ashes the next moment.
The moment he turned around, Chu Yanshu formed a seal in his hand, trapping a trace of Fu Xiu's soul.
The sea breeze from the Canglan Sea rolled up the corners of the young man's black clothes, and the blue soul power in his hand spread out, invading every part of his soul sea.
However, in a moment, Chu Yanshu had already extracted Fu Xiu's memory, and then closed his palms, completely annihilating this trace of his soul.
At the same time as the soul was annihilated, in the Wentian Sect, in the main hall, a young man suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.
He covered his heart with shock,
"Who is it? What happened to me can actually destroy a trace of my soul!"
What on earth could it be that could extinguish a trace of his soul and wipe out all his memories in the lower world?
What is going on?
He turned to look at the young man beside him.
The next moment, the sword cultivator spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of surprise.
"Someone can actually destroy my soul?"
Logically speaking, even if he encounters danger in the lower realm and his clone dies, his soul breath can come back and tell him everything.
But this time, someone destroyed his soul and cut off all the things he had experienced!
But how is this possible?
The highest level of cultivation in the lower realm is only to transform into a god. How could it be possible to achieve such a level?
Their eyes met, the Fu Xiu young man looked ugly, he raised his hand to form a seal, intending to descend to Cangwu Realm here.
"I want to see what it is that can destroy my soul."
The young swordsman's face changed slightly when he saw his movements, and he stopped him.
"Don't!"
But when he said these words, it was already too late.
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On the battlefield between humans and demons, Sang Luo was about to kill the talisman cultivator, and in the blink of an eye he found that man appearing behind him——
The Fu Xiu young man looked at Sang Luo with shock in his eyes.
"Did you kill me?"
Sang Luo frowned slightly, this guy was quite difficult to kill. She turned her wrist slightly, condensed the sword energy in her hand, turned her head and slashed at him with a horizontal move.
Because Sang Luo's attack was too quick and his spiritual power was overbearing, he locked the talisman in an instant.
Before the Fu cultivator could react, a sword penetrated his heart.
".Hold!"
Blood gushed out from the throat of the Fu Xiu young man, his eyes widened. He held it in for a long time before leaving these last words.
But this time, he learned the lesson wisely, and his soul breath disappeared instantly——
The seal formed by Chu Yanshu only had time to trap most of the souls, and a small wisp of souls disappeared into the sky in an instant.
The young man frowned slightly and ran away?
In the main hall, the young man vomited blood again and looked pale.
"Red."
This time, he still couldn't see the person who killed her clearly, but the red color half like a maple came into his mind.