Big man

Before the thunderball hit the soul-gathering bowl, black light shone on the soul-gathering bowl, and those grimaces that could devour lightning flashed out again, the number was far beyond what was just now, and each of them hissed and screamed at the incoming arc, Grinning his teeth, his face was full of ferociousness.

"boom--"

The thick thunderball hit the Soul Gathering Bowl hard without hindrance.

The arc tore, and the black mist billowed.

Under the dazzling electric arc, countless ghost faces could not stop twisting, deforming, turning into specks of black air, collapsing into nothingness.But in the blink of an eye, the Soul Gathering Bowl wailed, the black mist dissipated completely, and the countless ghost faces disappeared.

Liu Zheng and the other three who were standing outside the spirit officer's demon-subduing formation felt that the extremely cold yin energy in the room suddenly disappeared.Even the haze in the basement seemed to have disappeared, and the lights suddenly became brighter.

Xiao Fan let out a sigh of relief.

This soul-gathering bowl is indeed worthy of being one of the treasures of the Inspiration Sect, and it is really difficult to deal with.A dead object that no one can control actually requires him to arouse the power of lightning to [-]% to temporarily suppress it.If this treasure is transported by someone, even if the other party is not a Nascent Soul cultivator, but just a Jindan stage cultivation base like him, it is hard to say whether this mere fur of the Thunder Summoning Technique can restrain the yin energy of the Soul Gathering Bowl .

Now that the body protection power of the Soul Gathering Bowl has been suppressed, it should no longer have the ability to devour divine thoughts.

Xiao Fan's expression froze, and he was about to unleash the power of his divine sense, only to hear a "whoosh", and a group of black shadows flew out of the soul-gathering bowl.Xiao Fan was taken aback, without even thinking about it, he raised his right hand in the air, and a slender electric arc suddenly shot straight at the black shadow.

The black shadow flying out of the soul-gathering bowl, no matter what it is, is very dangerous, Xiao Fan dare not take it lightly.

It's just that almost all the lightning power in the body has been consumed by the shocking blow just now.This hastily released electric arc really doesn't have much power.

At the same time as the electric arc was released, Xiao Fan's body flashed and disappeared on the spot. He even used the shape-changing and shadow-changing technique in the wind escape technique, and in a blink of an eye, he teleported outside the spirit officer's demon-subduing formation.The jade card in his hand was raised, ready to activate the restraining power of the large formation at any time.

In the blink of an eye, this series of actions has been completed.

On the other side, the black shadow couldn't dodge in time, and was hit by the electric arc, and there was a thunderous roar from Old Demon Welling immediately.

"Junior. Dare!"

"Really Xiao, wait a minute!"

At the same time, Liu Zheng also hurriedly shouted.

In fact, without Liu Zheng's reminder, Xiao Fan could already see clearly that the black shadow emerging from the soul-gathering bowl didn't seem to move very quickly, and couldn't even dodge such a slender arc.Was hit straight.Looking carefully, it was a figure.

It's just that the appearance of this figure is really weird.

There are actually two heads and four arms, but only one body and two legs.

It seems to be a conjoined freak that has not yet fully developed.

At this moment, the face on the right of the shadow is full of fury, and the face on the left.But it was a half-smile, with a hint of sarcasm, he chuckled, and said, "Old Devil Wei Ling, is this a good taste?"

Listening to the voice, it really is Xuanming Zhenjun.

Xiao Fan understood this black shadow almost immediately.It should be the primordial spirits of Zhenjun Xuanming and Venerable Wei Ling, who stayed in the soul-gathering bowl for more than a thousand years, the two primordial spirits fought each other, and they had long been entangled as one.It is difficult to separate again.

At the moment Xiao Fan's mind was concentrated, and he began to look carefully.

I saw that this black shadow was about the same height as an ordinary person, and it was as black as ink, as if solidified.Xiao Fan knew very well that this was because the primordial spirits of both of them were extremely powerful. Even though they had been consumed in the soul-gathering bowl for thousands of years, they were still much more solidified than ordinary people's ghosts.The Nascent Soul body of the Nascent Soul cultivator and the soul of ordinary people are naturally two completely different concepts.

"Junior, you, a little cultivator at the golden core stage, dare to use the lightning technique to deal with this master, you are really courageous."

Old Demon Welling still roared like thunder.

Obviously that small electric arc just now, although not enough to cause real damage to him, made him very uncomfortable.

I saw that the primordial spirit of this old devil is not ugly. Although it is a spiritual body, it is not very real, but it can be barely recognized. It is a middle-aged man in his 40s, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. majesty.Xuanming Zhenjun on one side is dressed as an old Taoist priest aged six to seventy years old, with the same mighty appearance and domineering momentum.

Xiao Fan smiled lightly, and said slowly: "Senior Wei Ling, no matter what, you are an old man who has lived for thousands of years. I think that at least you should be able to recognize the situation clearly. The current reality is in front of you. Can you escape the catastrophe you are facing just by relying on such a big brand as the Nascent Soul Cultivator?"

"Calamity of destruction? Hehe, junior, you have a serious tone. Do you think that with your Lightning Summoning Technique, temporarily suppressing the Soul Gathering Bowl, you will really have the ability to kill the Nascent Soul cultivator Yuanshen? "

Venerable Welling asked coldly.

Xiao Fan said lightly: "If senior just came out of the Nascent Soul, with the great supernatural power of the Nascent Soul cultivator, of course the junior doesn't have the ability to kill your soul. But now, after more than a thousand years of consumption, the senior can't kill you by himself. How much power is left to recognize the Nascent Soul?"

Old Demon Welling "hummed" and stared fiercely at Xiao Fan, but stopped talking.

Xuanming Zhenjun looked at Xiao Fan with great interest, and said with a smile: "Xiao Xiaoyou, you are not bad, you are really good, and you have the demeanor of Taixing Daoist back then. The same gentleness and elegance, the same dignity, but you are better than him. It's a bit of killing spirit, and it's more to my old man's appetite."

To this Maoshan Patriarch, Xiao Fan didn't dare to be negligent, he quickly bowed his body slightly, and said respectfully: "Senior Xuanming praised you absurdly, compared with the Patriarch of our sect, Xiao Fan would never dare to be that."

Tan Xuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked: "Senior Xuanming, have you met our Taixing Patriarch? How is he?"

Zhenjun Xuanming couldn't help being taken aback, glanced at Tan Xuan, and said: "Little girl, I am an old man with your question. Taixing Daoist was very good back then, the head of the Promise Sect, the leader of the Righteous Way, and the late Nascent Soul There are few opponents in the realm of Dacheng. It's just that more than a thousand years have passed now, and I don't know if he has advanced to realize the spiritual stage..."

Zhenjun Xuanming didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but everyone understood what he meant.

When a monk has not stepped into the realm of enlightenment, his lifespan is limited. It is extremely rare for a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage to live for a thousand years.But as long as you can't enter the stage of spiritual enlightenment, you will eventually turn into dust in the end.Daoist Taixing was already at the stage of Dacheng in the late Yuanying period. No matter how talented he was, he was at least three or four hundred years old. Now that more than 1000 years have passed, if he fails to make further progress, he may have already turned into dust .

"Hey, Xuanming old ghost, you can just lie to children. When the space channel collapsed, Li Taixing, that old bastard, brought a large group of them from the Promise Sect to the hypocrites of the Righteous Alliance. We The two of them could see clearly that the guys from the Promise Gate entered the space passage, and the passage completely collapsed. The space passage is terrible, so I don’t need me to tell you? Don’t say that Li Taixing’s old man is not a monk of enlightenment , even if he has stepped into the enlightenment stage, when the space channel collapses, he will never survive!"

Venerable Welling said disdainfully from the side.

"what?"

This time, Xiao Fan and the other three were all shocked.

"Senior Xuan Ming, is this true?"

Tan Xuan asked anxiously.Although it is said that Master Taixing is an ancestor of thousands of years ago, and has no direct relationship with their generation of Wuji disciples, but hearing such a description from Master Wei Ling, as a Wuji disciple, I still find it difficult to accept .

All eyes were on Zhenjun Xuanming.

Xuanming Zhenjun was silent for a moment, then sighed, and said: "But there is such a thing. But when the space passage collapsed, Master Taixing and the others had already entered the passage for a long time, so they should be safe and sound."

"It's safe and sound! It's not like you and I haven't entered the space channel. Doesn't it take half an hour for a teleportation? They didn't go in for less than a quarter of an hour before the space channel collapsed. Only the Daluo Jinxian in the heavens can live Gotta come down."

Old Demon Welling said viciously.

Xiao Fan was silent for a while, then asked in a deep voice: "Senior Xuan Ming, why didn't you leave back then?"

Xuanming Zhenjun smiled wryly and said: "I want to come here, am I not being entangled by this guy? Everyone wants to leave Middle-earth before the collapse of the space channel and take refuge in the Soma Realm. Nobody can get away."

"Pooh!"

Old Demon Welling spat heavily, full of anger.

"It's thanks to you that you can say things like this that confuse black and white. It was you, an old ghost, who clung to this seat when I had a chance to get away. If you hadn't gone crazy back then, we might still be alive now Well, the days are very nourishing."

"Hey, old devil Wei Ling, you are a demon cultivator. Eliminating demons and defending Taoism is the canon of my Maoshan sect. Of course I want to haunt you. Do you want to let you run away leisurely, and then go to the Suomo world to harm others? ?”

Xuanming Zhenjun did not deny the "accusation" of Old Demon Welling, he just admitted it with a smile.

"Besides, old devil, if I hadn't left you in this soul-gathering bowl back then, over the past 1000 years, you would have died long ago. Could it be that with your aptitude, you still want to advance to the level of enlightenment?" Can’t you meet the deadline? Speaking of which, you still have to thank Ben Zhenjun.”

This Xuanming Zhenjun seemed to be an optimist, even though the current situation was so bad, he didn't care at all, and even made fun of Old Demon Welling.

"You bastard!"

Old Demon Welling was so angry that he opened his mouth wide and bit Zhenming Xuanming fiercely.

True Monarch Xuanming didn't show weakness, he just opened his mouth and bit.

The primordial spirits of the two Nascent Soul stage masters fought indecently like this, and suddenly the black mist surged and became a mess.