Some people in the world are destined to be extraordinary and born with enviable talents.

Fan Dao is such a person.

He had only seen Hongfei use the method of soul-calling once, and he actually learned a rough idea.

Although it was very awkward, it successfully awakened the ancient soul of the Eighth Ancestor. The eight poems of the Nine Infants were fixed in place at the same time, leaving only the giant mouth of the body making a violent roar.

"I am the elder of Longyan Sect, and the Eighth Patriarch helps me to ban the Nine Infants!"

Fan Dao was roaring wildly, and the voice could not be heard at all under Jiuying's roar. The whole world was filled with Jiuying's sharp and irritable roars.

Although the ancient soul of the Eighth Ancestor was awakened, no one opened his eyes, like eight puppets that had lost their souls stood on the eight poems of the Nine Infants.

The appearance of the Eighth Patriarch only imprisoned the eight poems of Nine Infants. The real body of Nine Infants was not sealed. This giant stared at Fan Dao and swallowed it in front of him like a black hole.

The ancient soul of the Eighth Ancestor is the same as the Nine Infants. It is said that it is an ancient soul, which is actually the eight Yuanying seals. As long as these ancient souls exist, the Nine Infants will not be truly free, so the Nine Infants are the most hostile to those who awaken the ancient souls.

Seeing the big mouthful of swallowing, Long Wuye, Yan Hongshan, Jiang Dachuan and the other two took action together, dragging Jiuying with all their might and buying time for Fan Dao.

"The Eighth Ancestor opens his eyes and collects the demon sword!"

Fan Dao roared, but unfortunately the eight ancient souls remained motionless.

"The ancient soul opens his eyes and collects the demon sword!"

"Old guys, open your eyes quickly! Jiuying is about to escape!"

"Are you all blind? The people who rebel the sect let you open your eyes and open them. Take a look. I am the real elder of Longyan Sect. As long as I am alive, Longyan Sect will still exist!"

Fan Dao's scolding became more and more helpless and anxious. He could only imitate Hongfei's curse seal to awaken the ancient soul, but he didn't know how to open the soul of the Eighth Ancestor.

Only when the ancient soul of the Eighth Ancestor truly awakens can the Nine Infants be completely sealed.

I don’t know if it was the shouting and scolding that angered the ancient soul, or the saying that I was alive, Longyan was still touching the ancient soul. On the head of a python, the ancient soul, who looked like an old man, suddenly opened his eyes, and a golden light appeared in his eyes, and the huge body of Jiuying suddenly shook.

Immediately afterwards, the second ancient soul opened its eyes, and there was an extra pain in Jiuying's roar.

The third soul opened its eyes, the fourth soul opened its eyes, and the eight ancient souls opened their eyes one after another.

The eight natal inflorescence aura burst out!

The eight ancient souls turned into eight seals and gradually disappeared into the eight poems. Then the huge nine infants began to be sucked towards the demon sword, first with their tails, and then with eight poems.

When all the eight poems were pulled back to the demon sword, Jiuying's huge body made a loud noise.

The ferocious beast was extremely unwilling to accept it, and spit out a huge amount of evil waves and rolling flames from its mouth. If the three powerful Nascent Souls had not joined forces to resist, Fan Dao would have been burned to ashes.

Under the seal of the ancient soul of the Eighth Ancestor, the ferocious beast Nine Infant was gradually pulled back into the demon sword.

Before the last beast head was about to disappear, Jiuying angrily sprayed out a force of water and fire. This force was extremely terrifying, filling the entire arena like boiling water.

The roar decreases until it disappears completely.

The power of water and fire on the ring was boiling. The Dan King was already strengthening the seals around the ring. The other three powerful Yuanying masters from the Long family also took action to help the emperor eliminate the power of water and fire on the ring.

The Nascent Soul Master from Thunder Cloud Palace appeared around the ring, and the Nascent Soul of Lingyu Tower appeared above the ring, and almost all the Nascent Souls of All Ways took action, which gradually consumed the last power of the Nine Infants.

"Even the Xisheng has taken action, would Zhang Baihai be so kind-hearted..."

Chang Sheng stood at the top of the peak and watched the situation. He saw Xi Shengfei enter the ring with his own eyes and plunged into the fire and water. It seemed to be helping, but it didn't look like it.

With the methods of the Western Saint, he should wish that the world would be in chaos, so how could he help other forces to calm the power of the Nine Infants?

"Not good...demon sword!"

Chang Sheng was suddenly shocked.

At this time, most of the water and fire power on the ring had disappeared. There were still some cloud-like water and fire powers on the ring, but they were no longer a problem.

Just in the clouds and mist, the Western Saint stood peacefully, holding the demon sword Jiuying in his hand.

Sure enough, the Western Saint took action not to save people, but to seize treasures.

"Zhang Baihai!" Fan Dao found that Jiuying was robbed and immediately said angrily: "Put down the demon sword for me!"

"It's not your knife, why should I let it go?" Zhang Baihai took a leisurely lifting the demon sword, admiring the patterns on the blade.

"You fart! The demon sword Jiuying belongs to me!" Fan Dao scolded.

"You are wrong. The demon sword belongs to Longyan Sect, and the Longyan Sect belongs to mine." Zhang Baihai glanced at Fan Dao, his eyes extremely cold.

The Western Saint grabbed the sword, no one expected it.

Long Wuye frowned slightly, Yan Hongshan's eyelids twitched slightly, and Jiang Dachuan's face became heavy.

The three of them didn't say anything, because what the Xisheng said was right. Even Longyan Sect is a vassal of the Western Saint Temple. As the mountain-controlling treasure of Longyan Sect, Jiuying said that it was Zhang Baihai's.

After all, Fan Dao is just the elder of Longyan Sect, not the sect leader, nor the Supreme.

In this case, the helmsman of other forces will not make arbitrary judgments. It is an indescribable dispute. It is right for the Demon Sword to be the one who belongs to it, so whoever has the ability will be able to take it back.

Fan Dao staggered and stood firm, his eyes shattered, and cursed: "You slaughtered my Fan family, occupied my sect, and robbed my demon sword! Zhang Baihai, I will never stop until death!"

"How can you never end?" Zhang Baihai waved his hand casually while speaking, and the demon sword drew a shadow.

This is the arena. If Fan Dao really wants to die and fight to the death, Zhang Baihai can fight back and take this opportunity to kill a future strong enemy.

Fan Dao gritted his teeth. He wanted to fight to the death, but reason told him that fighting to the death now is no different from seeking death.

Fan Dao pointed at Xisheng, and while retreating to the edge of the arena, he cursed and sweared: "Don't think that your Xisheng Temple can dominate the entire family in Nanzhou. We both evil spirits will never stop with you!"

"Two evil spirits? One half is disabled and the other is disabled. I'm waiting for you to come and stay with me." Zhang Baihai sneered and turned around and flew back to the phoenix chariot. The demon sword Jiuying fell into the hands of the Western Saint.

"This guy has a trick to drag people into the water." Chang Sheng shook his head helplessly, and Fan Daozhu clearly implicated him.

Chang Sheng didn't care. Originally, Qianyun Sect and the Western Saint Temple were as powerful as water and fire. Fan Dao was right. The Double Evil and the Western Saint were indeed in a situation that would never stop.

Jiuying was sealed and the demon sword was taken, and a thrilling battle ended.

Fan Dao was seriously injured. After he left the ring, he went directly to Baiyao boat, and immediately shouted.

"Where is Xiaorou, come here quickly! I will die for you Qianyun Sect, and even lose your sword. You have to give me the best spiritual pill healing!"

When he got on board, Fan Dao began to act like a scoundrel and leaned on the chair, looking half-dead, as if he was the hero of Qianyun Sect.

"You're not bad at swordsmanship, your face is even more amazing."

After Jiang Dachuan came back, he looked at Fan Dao and was amused. He took out the spiritual pill and said, "It is better to defect to my Leiyun Palace than to defect to Qianyun. What a boy, come to my Beizhou to play? Isn't it just a knife? There are some heavy swords in my Beizhou!"

"I'm a demon sword!"
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