"go!"

Qian Yunsheng's eyes were cold. Although he had a special baye in his mouth that could control the "Yang Yao and Defiled Soul Technique", the indescribable pain and dying feeling after being hit by the "Yang Yao and Defiled Soul Technique" really had to bear it himself.

This is because the opponent's strength is too strong, otherwise it would not be assured to choose this "Thousand Destroy Soul-Leaving Technique, which is purely based on the power of the soul.

Therefore, Qian Yunsheng did not dare to hesitate at all. He took advantage of the opportunity now that he had seized the opportunity and immediately sucked the three filthy ghosts that had been wrapped around his body and threw them into the deep tunnel that surrounded the ball between his hands.

"hiss!"

As expected, as three filthy ghosts were entangled together, a shrill whistle immediately filled Qian Yunsheng's entire soul.

The extremely painful and swelling feeling almost made his consciousness disappear in an instant, as if his whole body had been completely torn apart.

However, at the most critical moment of Qian Yunsheng, a warm current in his mouth was like a divine needle in his mouth, helping him to guard the last trace of clarity on the spiritual platform.

Although the ferocious and foul air that was as stormy as waves made his face extremely distorted, it was precisely because of the existence of this warm current that he was spared from the complete collapse of his will.

This is the benefit of having a physical body as the root. Although Qian Yunsheng is now in pain, he is as if a temple has been opened in his body. In addition to the sound of countless gongs, there is also an illusion that all the organs have been removed from his original position.

This made him always use his greatest perseverance to control himself so that his hands should not tear open his skin, or even the layers of flesh and blood under his skin.

He needs to use such great perseverance not to make himself feel illusory. He can use this kind of action to get the root of pain out of the depths of his body.

But it is precisely because of the existence of the physical body that he shared the pain in his soul. In addition, the ties of the physical body made his soul sea stir up huge waves, but there was a harbor that could be temporarily avoided.

Qian Yunsheng is so unsuitable when he is well prepared, let alone the unprepared old men in gorgeous clothes.

When the filthy ghost quietly followed the "Thousand Destroy Soul-Leaving Technique", the old man in the gorgeous costume felt as if his soul was shattered inch by the gods.

The feeling of splitting on the soul, which is more painful than death, is like countless tiny ants lying on their extremely healthy body, and under their own attention, they eat their bodies cleanly.

This sense of panic makes the elderly in China feel desperate and destined and destined to have nowhere to escape.

"boom!"

In an instant, it was like a shrill lightning slashing through the sky, and the thunderstorm roared.

Taking advantage of the sparse moment of the old man in the gorgeous clothes, a long crack suddenly appeared in the thick shield it had built with the power of his soul, and it was even expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"No......!"

The old man in China is worthy of being a powerful god-transforming man. His powerful soul power makes him never give up easily even if he does this.

Although the "Night-Evil Soul Technique" is like a large group of tiny ants lying on his body and eating, it has brought endless pain to it.

But after all, its soul is too powerful. Although the "Negro Soul Technique" brought great impact to it, it still couldn't take its life immediately.

"snort!"

It hasn't reacted yet. The other party's soul is actually not as powerful as it is. But this is normal. After all, when it casts its magic, the other party's soul power cannot be concealed from its perception.

Since this is the case, the old man in China has calmed down a little. Now, there is only one way to get out of trouble. That is, to find a way to kill the other party before such a large group of ants really eat them up.

Only in this way can one escape the control of the "Thousand Destroy Soul-Leaving Technique", and then one can control the body that heals himself and then search for ways to heal.

Therefore, after the old man in the Chinese costume finally adapted to the painful feeling brought to it by the "Negro Evil Soul Technique", the raging anger in his soul burned.

He immediately wanted to make huge waves in his soul sea, and then use such huge waves to crush the opponent who dared to cause such harm to it directly.

But unfortunately, since Qian Yunsheng took the lead, how could he easily let the other party break away from his own rhythm?

After all, the huge gap between himself and the other party was narrowed a little with the help of Agu and Wen Xinzhu. However, the huge gap between Nascent Soul and Transformation of God could not be compensated by conventional methods.

This is the battle between souls, which allows Qian Yunsheng to maintain enough confidence with the help of the soul-catching banner. If it were in reality, he would probably have the only option to run away.

Therefore, for Qian Yunsheng, his tactics only have the only way, that is, suppress, suppress, and suppress!

Through this constant suppression, the other party can't help it. Only in this way can one let its soul-catching banner exert its maximum power.

If the other party is really freed up, the other party can completely control the rhythm of the battle with his massive soul power.

If that is true, I'm afraid the other party can easily drag it until dawn. Obviously, this is a situation that Qian Yunsheng didn't want to see at all.

So, just as the old man in the Chinese server had just gotten rid of the "Negro Evil Soul Technique". With a "tearing" sound, the relatively solid soul shield that the old man condensed before was immediately pulled to pieces by Qian Yunsheng's increased soul power.

Only then did the old men in China realize that the only one who can use their souls is so skillful, besides their soul clan, is the only ghost cultivator.

"I finally caught you!"

Such discovery made the old man in China suddenly excited, and even the sea of ​​souls became even more red and bloodthirsty.

Although it didn't know how the other party concealed it and let it plant the "Thousand Destroy Soul-Leaving Technique" while not discovering the other party's true identity.

But obviously this will be an excellent opportunity to make meritorious contributions, and this is an enemy who has been registered with the Great Elder. Although the ghost cultivator in front of him is a little weaker, as long as he grasps this, is he still afraid that he will not be able to find the real master?

Therefore, the old man in the gorgeous clothes suddenly trembled in his soul, and a huge strange beast took shape in its soul.

I saw that the strange beast had blood-red scales covered with clear black patterns. The four cold blood pupils stared at the huge soul whirlwind that rushed over like a storm without any emotion.

"roar!"

The strange beast looked at the violent hurricane in front of him and roared without fear. It was like the supreme existence that destroyed the world, huge blood-colored waves also rose from behind it and crashed towards the oncoming soul whirlwind.

"boom!"

In an instant, after the huge whirlwind, which had just been blocked by the black shield, hit the strange beast, it just knocked it back a few steps. The strange beast shook its head and pushed it down.

"Hmph!" The old man in the Chinese uniform smiled contemptuously, and the humiliation of being suppressed seemed to be released at this moment.

The next moment, it will fill the huge soul like a strange beast into the other party's soul and smash the other party's soul directly. Then use this strange beast to lick the other party's soul completely without leaving any regrets.

Just when the old man in the Chinese uniform smiled like a winner, he could only hear a "Sound!"

In the countless violent winds, an extremely thin and tiny red lightning suddenly appeared. Then it directly penetrated the core of the strange beast without any obstacles.

"ah......!"

In an instant, the strange beast seemed to be suddenly crazy. After roaring into the sky in pain, it suddenly broke out like a mad attack, and suddenly rushed into the old man's soul.

"good!"

Seeing that the soul-determination needle refined by his slightest power had indeed received a miraculous effect, Qian Yunsheng shouted without hesitation:

"Slash the light of the dark night and let the enemies that are hosted by me be swallowed by me!"

In an instant, the mysterious and charming pattern on the old man in the gorgeous clothes seemed to be no longer under its control. Just as it suddenly lit up, it suddenly began to reverse.

"No!"

I saw gurgling blood flowing from the mouth, nose and eyes of the old man in the gorgeous clothes. Just when he wanted to make the last stubborn resistance and try his best to control the violent strange beast, suddenly three filthy ghosts without eyes appeared from around the strange beast like a physical body.

They were as if they had seen some delicious meal, squeaking excitedly, and immediately pounced on the strange beast and bitten it.

And as the strange beast was bitten by these three filthy ghosts without any warning, the three filthy ghosts quickly grew stronger after a while.

At the same time, the old man in China only felt that his soul was rapidly turning black, and then his eyes turned black as if he was drowned in pain, and he no longer knew anything.

"Walk!"

Although Qian Yunsheng, who finally won the soul and transformed himself into a soul, won the final victory, the price he paid was extremely miserable.

At this moment, he was like a candle in the wind, and he was even deprived of the strength to take out the pills. Even the Soul-Surface Banner, Agu, and Wenxinzhu lay beside him as if he was dead.

Gong Xiaoyue quickly stepped forward, supported Qian Yunsheng, and quickly fed the pills that had been prepared in his mouth.

Qian Yunsheng lay on Gong Xiaoyue's shoulder, barely speaking as thin as a mosquito and flies: "Hurry! Go back to Xinqing Ninggu!"
Chapter completed!