Three Realms Super Red Packet Group

Chapter 150 Yellow River Dragon Soul
"Third Martial Uncle!" The young man unexpectedly regained his composure earlier than the old man, raising his head and shouting.

The old man also trembled, instead of continuing to be sluggish because of the shattering of the talisman, he glared at Chu Ye with a fierce gaze from the heart.

"Boy, how dare you, how dare you destroy the brainchild of my life!!!"

"I also peeled your skin, pulled out your muscles and bones, and enslaved your soul forever, so that I can eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

The more the old man spoke, the more angry he became, and gusts of wind surrounded him, making the temperature drop a bit.

Chu Ye responded with a sneer: "You alone don't have the ability."

"Arrogant boy, you are looking for death, you don't know the heights of heaven and earth, this old man wants you to die without a place to bury you!"

The corners of the old man's eyes showed a fierce light, and nine arcs of light suddenly appeared in the dark wind, shining with light blue light. It was the cultivator of the true robbery who absorbed the power of thunder disaster, melted it into his body, subdued the thunder force, and released it during the battle. It can severely damage the enemy.

"Hmph, you deserve to say that the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

In the palm of Chu Ye, the Taiqing Divine Lightning suddenly condensed, and the thunder cluster the size of a grain of rice was hundreds or thousands of times more powerful than the old man's light blue arc.

The old man squinted his eyes and snorted: "It turns out that he is the one who cultivates the method of thunder. No wonder the mere Yuanshen realm dares to shout at me, but how can the heaven and earth tribulation thunder in this seat be beyond your imagination at the Yuanshen realm!"

The moment the old man waved his hand, the light blue electric arc flew out like a cannonball, directly rushing towards Chu Ye's limbs.

The old man wanted to abolish Chu Ye first. After all, the Tianxie seal was broken by Chu Ye, which made the old man very jealous. Once the Tianxie seal was tempered, how could it be crushed by brute force?Nirvana Holy Land can't even do it!

It could only be some kind of secret technique and strange supernatural power, and this is where the old man is elusive.

"If this kind of mysterious power is obtained by me, and I add my body of the Ninth Level of True Tribulation after it is completed, even the suzerain may not be my opponent, hahaha."

There was a sly and greedy smile in the old man's eyes.

Lying on his shoulders, Li Chang stared at the green thunder the size of a grain of rice in disbelief, then at the light blue arc, opened his small mouth to ask something, and finally reminded worriedly: "Chu Ye, be careful."

"Humph."

Chu Ye didn't care, and walked towards the old man facing the thunder.

The young man in the distance trembled subconsciously for a moment, put away the three griffins, and leaned towards the old man.

"Nephew, don't worry, this kid is dead."

But just as the old man was getting carried away, he saw nine light blue arcs approaching the corner of Chu Ye's clothes, and was instantly swallowed up by the green thunder the size of a grain of rice.

The old man shrank his pupils and took a deep breath.

"How can Lei Fa swallow Jie Lei?"

"No, no, that's not Lei Fa, it's definitely supernatural powers! Peerless supernatural powers!"

The old man's gaze suddenly became frightened. He could break the shielding formation he had set up, could crush the Heavenly Evil Seal that he had smelted all his life, and could instantly dispel the nine tribulation thunders he had absorbed so hard. origin?
Only the Yuanshen Realm, is it comparable to the existence of the nine Taoists in the Taoist Court?Could it be that the kitten in the Void Realm is also his pet?

That's right, only a young Tianjiao at the level of Dao Ting Dao Zi can master such peerless supernatural powers!
The old man was very sure of his guess, and suddenly regretted that he had provoked such a person.

The boy hid behind the old man, his eyes were all over the place.

He also had some speculations about Chu Ye, but who he is, the disciple of the suzerain of the Tianxie Sect, even if the other party has a background, how can he be subdued, especially when he realized that the old man had the intention of compromising, he couldn't help but change his mind, and said softly: " Third Uncle, the old master is here."

The old man trembled and looked around, but found nothing. After secretly glancing at the young man, he looked at Chu Ye again with a vicious look.

Chu Ye paused, his sense of immortality was so keen that it had already covered a radius of five miles, and when he asked Zhong Ling in his heart, but found nothing, he couldn't help but playfully stared at the old man and the young man.

The old man looked at Chu Ye and Baimao Lishang uncertainly for a while: "Boy, even if you have a noble status and a great background, don't even think about leaving today."

"Let's go? If I don't get rid of you, how can I go!" Chu Ye said calmly.

The old man sneered and didn't answer, raised the blood sword with his right hand, and shouted: "The evil in the sky, the sprites gather, kill the gods and swallow the gods, and the heavens and the earth will transform evil!"

At that moment, countless blood lines seeped out from the blood sword, densely packed, wriggling and spreading like living beings.

"Boy, it is your honor to die under the blood sword of Heavenly Evil!"

The old man's face was frenzied and ferocious: "Heavenly evil blood sword, the top-grade Taoist treasure that the suzerain personally handed over to me, was originally intended to prevent the law enforcers of the Longting court and those old things in the Taoist court. It's a shame to me that it was actually used on a cave cat demon and a little cultivator in the primordial spirit realm."

He twisted his neck, and as soon as his eyes turned blood red, his spirit and energy exploded for a while, and he laughed wildly, urging the blood sword to move towards Chu Ye fiercely.

Chu Ye walked around the old man, and glanced at the young man behind him. Just now, the young man released a faint mental fluctuation, which triggered a certain restraint on the blood sword, and the restraint controlled the old man.

Looking at the young man in the dark who was sure of winning, Chu Ye calmly stretched out two fingers and easily pinched the blood sword, and the golden energy that was as deep as the sea surged out of his body, instantly shaking the old man away.

The old man's True Tribulation Realm was simply too weak for Chu Ye.

How can this kind of half-hearted soul strength, half-baked elemental strength, rare elemental capacity, and water-injected cultivation level be compared with Chu Ye, who is like a whole body of Hunyuan.

In particular, the power of thunder calamity that the old man can comprehend and practice is even more fragile in front of the Taiqing Shenlei.

With another palm strike, the strong and rich Jin Yuanli penetrated the old man's body, and more than half of his souls and seven souls were scattered in the slap, and he passed out.

The boy opened his mouth wide, completely confused: "No, it's impossible?"

"Do you think a broken sword can confuse my consciousness?" Chu Ye picked up the blood sword and put it on his fingertips, and said with a chuckle.

"The Heavenly Evil Blood Sword is a high-grade Taoist treasure, how can you, a soul in the primordial spirit state, resist it?" The young man still maintained the statue's demeanor.

Chu Ye took a step forward with cold eyes: "Hmph, are you still thinking about running away? Did you run away? You still want to awaken the spiritual imprint in this broken sword. Do you think I will let you achieve your goal?"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the soul power fused with the monument of longevity suddenly appeared, and the suffocating oppressive force made the young man kneel on the ground in amazement, unable to move.

The coercion of the soul is all-round and has no dead ends.

Kitten Lishang also crawled on her shoulders, trembling, and she felt Chu Ye's terror even more.

Chu Ye walked slowly, a trace of blue thunder flame ignited at the fingertips, and the blood sword wrapped around it, a burst of questioning suddenly came out from the blood sword.

"Who dares to erase the spiritual imprint of me, Mei Changye?"

Above the blood sword, the roaring airflow gathered into a portrait of a white-haired young man with a face as heavy as the sea, staring at Chu Ye through time and space with empty eyes.

"Old Ancestor, save me." The boy looked at the portrait and immediately cried for help.

But the white-haired young man didn't even look at him. He looked at Chu Ye, then at Qing Yan, who was rapidly melting the blood sword, and asked Chi Chi, "Is this Qing Yan an immortal technique?"

Chu Ye didn't answer, and then a trace fell on the old man's body, burning the old man's body instantly.

The white youth's face suddenly darkened, only a cold voice remained: "Hmph, I will find you and search for your soul myself."

"Shunhun, I'm afraid you don't have the ability." Chu Ye looked at him calmly.

As soon as the words fell, the bloody sword turned into molten iron, the portrait disappeared, and the young man's expression changed.

"Senior, spare me, I have a big secret, a big secret, enough to exchange my life."

The boy didn't care about the old man's body, and explained eagerly.

"Oh, really."

Although he said so, the thunder light in his hand didn't mean to stop at all.

"It's the dragon soul, it's about the whereabouts of the Yellow River ancestral dragon soul!" the young man shouted with all his strength.

Chu Ye's hand stopped for a moment, and after a moment of indifferent thought, he asked again:
"The whereabouts of what you said?"

At this moment, a pitch-black light was released from his eyes, directly hitting the boy's pupils.

"Yellow River Ancestral Dragon Soul!"

(End of this chapter)