Honghuang: I, Yuan Hong, seek stability and sobriety in the world.

Chapter 201 The power of the Space Ancestral Witch!The quasi-sage fell and blood rained from the sky!
Fei Lian's soul will definitely be completely broken, that is, his soul will be scattered.

Of course, in this great catastrophe of the Conferred Gods, Fei Lian's true spirit will probably not be absorbed by the Six Paths of Reincarnation, but directly put into the Conferred Gods List.

But Yuan Hong is still a little unhappy, because there are still some hidden dangers.

What if Fei Lian happens to run into some other monks after escaping?

Although the depths of this boundless starry sky are theoretically uninhabited, it is inevitable that no one will come here to travel!
If he is lucky enough to survive, even for a short period of time, Yuan Hong's treasure may be exposed.

The World-Destroying Black Lotus is a small problem, but the two treasures are too eye-catching, especially the God-killing Spear that is jealous of all the saints and even Tiandao Hongjun.

Once the news spreads, Yuan Hong might as well just flee back to the underworld. He will never think about living in the prehistoric world again. Whether he can even escape safely is still unknown.

Although this possibility is small, it is not impossible.

"The Quasi-Saint's vitality and methods are really extraordinary and really troublesome."

Yuan Hong felt that his body and soul were empty. He gritted his teeth and felt a little helpless. He was now completely in a state of deficit. Only a thin layer of his mana, which was like the boundless sea, had disappeared.

In this state, even with his recovery speed, he would not be able to recover quickly in a short period of time. Even running the Nine Revolutions Yuan Gong and Nine Breaths Convincing Qi would be useless, and the Chaos Divine Water could only provide slight relief.

There is an unprecedented sense of weakness in the soul all the time. Although it is powerful, it is still turbulent.

In this case, not to mention that there is no power to protect oneself, but one can only use limited means to protect oneself, and it is impossible to attack.

"Ah!! Sooner or later, I will cut you into pieces!!"

Fei Lian's roar resounded through the sky and shook the entire universe. It was obviously his soul that was roaring.

Its soul, which was full of cracks, exuded an extremely weak light, and could no longer sustain it for too long.

Fei Lian's face was full of pain and ferocity.

It hurts, it hurts too much.

When I woke up, I even lost my physical body. Who can understand this kind of pain?

Moreover, its soul was severely damaged and almost completely torn apart.

The key is……

Don't forget, the injuries it suffered have not healed yet.

It was just suppressed before, but now, with such a broken soul, it seems a little difficult to suppress...

There was a hint of panic in Fei Lian's frightened, angry and painful expression, as if a disaster was imminent.

After it roared like a catharsis, it summoned its magic power, mobilized the law of wind, and quickly ran away.

Regardless of whether it can survive in the spirit state, whether it can find the body, or how long it can survive, it doesn't dare to stay here any longer now.

It's better to die than to live. How many days can we live?
With its soul alone, it can also perform various magical escape techniques. This is the powerful vitality and means of the quasi-sage, which is no small matter.

however.

At this moment, a weak, but extremely high-level, extremely pure power emitted from the inside of Feilian Yuanshen, revealing itself from the cracks and emitting light.

The entire soul was like a powder keg about to explode.

"No, I don't want to die..." Fei Lian murmured to himself with a sad smile on his face, and his soul began to disintegrate rapidly!

"Huh? What's the situation?"

Seeing this situation, Yuan Hong, who thought Fei Lian might escape, couldn't help but be stunned.

He was convinced that although the power of the treasure had exploded Fei Lian's physical body and severely damaged his soul, it had indeed taken away a lot of power, resulting in the failure to crush and annihilate his soul.

And now, Fei Lian's soul doesn't look like it can't hold up immediately, it's more like it's been forcibly torn apart by a strange force, but it's not the power of a treasure...

While thinking about it, Yuan Hong felt a slightly familiar aura emanating from Feilian's soul.

To be precise, it was the aura leaking from the serious injuries Fei Lian once carried.

"Om..."

Bundles of powerful and Lingran space power suddenly erupted from Fei Lian's soul, turning into extremely sharp space blades. Like space fragments, Fei Lian's soul was dismembered piece by piece. Come, completely break it into many pieces!

boom!
The pure power of space, carrying the laws of space and the aura of the ancestral witch, exploded, shattering Fei Lian into pieces and forming a smaller but equally bright firework on the spot.

That's right, Yuan Hong, who has refined Pangu's essence and blood, can clearly feel that it is the authentic aura of Pangu, which is the power left by the ancestral witches.

"Di Jiang!"

Yuan Hong immediately thought that this was probably the strongest leader of the Wu clan, the eldest brother among the twelve ancestral witches, Emperor Jiang Ancestral Wu!
As the space ancestral witch, Di Jiang is a real quasi-sage with perfect terrifying strength. He is much stronger than the demon saint Fei Lian. He is a ruthless person who can fight against the demon emperor Junzhuo.

In the melee, Di Jiang might have taken a random shot at Fei Lian, causing serious damage that went deep into his soul.

Even if he survived the war, he had to cultivate and sleep for countless years before his injuries were completely suppressed. It would not affect his strength too much, but it would affect it to some extent, and there was still a hidden danger of an explosion.

After all, with the pure power of the ancestral witch, it is impossible to destroy it even after an eternity. It has to be special or the same level of power. Fei Lian's realm is simply powerless.

If nothing happens to Fei Lian, this hidden danger of injury will not be a problem, and he can slowly think of a solution.

It's a pity that his body was blown to pieces by Yuan Hong before, and his soul was also severely injured. How could he suppress the injuries?
Immediately, the power of the ancestral shaman left on his Yuan Shen Dao Wound exploded directly, turning into a space blade, erupting from the inside, disintegrating and cutting Feilian Yuan Shen!

This time, Fei Lian Demon Saint has truly fallen, and his soul is completely scattered!
"Woo~ woo~~~"

Suddenly, waves of faint sobbing sounds sounded between the heaven and the earth, as if the heaven and the earth were mourning.

In the surrounding area, the heaven and earth sensed it and automatically rained blood, creating a sad atmosphere.

In the entire prehistoric world, the law of wind began to vibrate violently everywhere, causing countless people with great supernatural powers to look up to the sky in shock.

This situation, as if the Lord of Laws has fallen, is obviously foreshadowing something.

"A quasi-sage has fallen?!"

Soon, the news spread rapidly and was known to more and more great monks.

Without him, this kind of vision, in fact, all those with great supernatural powers know that it is the vision of the fall of a quasi-sage!

The power of law controlled by the quasi-sage has reached more than [-]%, which is indeed a qualitative change.

(End of this chapter)