Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

"What a life-destroying flame! It actually contains the power of the Nine Mysterious Golden Thunder!"

"This kind of strange fire is no worse than the Void Devouring Flame, right?"

Xiao Xuan couldn't help but sigh: "That's the legendary Nine Mysterious Golden Thunder, but it's just one of the powers of this strange fire. It's too outrageous! I was planning to fight hard before, but now, I'm just a spectator who stands by and watches."

"When we came here, my brother and I almost forgot about the restraining effect of the strange fire on the soul body."

Xiao Yan also gave a bitter smile, then licked his lips and said, "It seems that the Sky Tomb Soul is not as scary as imagined. My Pure Lotus Demon Fire should be enough to deal with it?"

"No, you're wrong."

Xiao Xuan shook his head and said seriously: "With your current strength and the power of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire, at most you can just make it feel afraid, but it is impossible to defeat it so easily."

"At worst, if it wants to leave, you won't be able to stop it with your current strength. Besides, you probably won't be able to withstand its soul attack."

"Don't underestimate it. Its soul attack power is not much worse than that of an emperor's soul. Even if you have the strange fire to protect your body, you can't withstand it."

"Remember, never underestimate the power of the Emperor Realm Soul."

"Yeah." Hearing this, Xiao Yan nodded solemnly.

Indeed, he only thought of the restraint of the strange fire on the soul, but forgot the horror of soul attack.

You really can only rely on hard resistance.

Xiao Xuan put his hands behind his back, squinted his eyes, looked at the brilliant ball of lightning and fire in front of him, and murmured softly, "Every generation has its own talents."

"Ah~ I won't let you have it easy!"

The giant face was shrinking in the fire cauldron and struggling frantically.

Those scarlet and furious eyes stared at Wei Yang with murderous intent.

"Don't just talk nonsense, come and kill me."

Wei Yang sneered at the incompetent roar of the Heavenly Tomb Spirit, "What are you doing pretending to be so great, you idiot?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the seals in his hands changed.

Suddenly.

Aangangang~

The nine fire dragons' bodies began to tighten more and more, like a noose, tightly wrapping around the giant face, causing it to twist and deform.

The black flames burned much more fiercely, and the dark gold thunder flashed even more violently.

Chi chi chi~

The gray mist rising from the giant face became thicker.

That being said, Wei Yang will not show mercy or be careless.

He will not give the other party any chance to turn the tables.

"Ah~"

Boom boom boom!

The soul of the Heavenly Tomb struggled more and more frantically. Waves of powerful soul fluctuations that even surprised Wei Yang swept across the sky like a storm, constantly bombarding the fire dragon and the fire cauldron, and the roar continued.

However, the nine fire dragons seemed to have great immunity to this kind of soul attack. No matter how hard the Soul of the Sky Tomb attacked, its power would quickly weaken when it hit the fire dragon, and the effect would be greatly reduced.

"It seems that I have overestimated you."

Wei Yang glanced at the soul of Tianmu, who was struggling madly as if trapped in a fishing net, and smiled faintly.

"Outsider, let me go. We can discuss what you want and what you want. I can even change the rules of the Heavenly Tomb and restore it to its former state. How about that?"

After struggling for a long time without any results, the soul in the tomb finally felt truly afraid, and its tone changed, and it began to surrender.

It understood how terrifying the man in front of it was. In this state, it was no match for him at all. If it continued to persist, the only result would be death.

However, as long as it can get away, escape from here and hide.

It believes that the other party cannot find it either.

And the other party can't stay in the Heavenly Tomb forever, so just wait until he leaves.

"nonsense!"

Wei Yang was too lazy to talk to it, so he just sat cross-legged in the void, changing his hand seals and refining it like a pill.

"No~ hoo~"

Feeling himself becoming weaker and weaker, the Soul of the Sky Tomb felt somewhat desperate and filled with fear.

"Outsider, let me go, I will give you the entire Heavenly Tomb, and you can do whatever you want." In such fear, the soul of the Heavenly Tomb kept shouting.

He started talking nonsense and making empty promises.

However, its shouting had no effect at all. Wei Yang didn't even look at it, and his hand seals slowly changed.

The flame of death burned violently as if it had taken a tonic.

"Ah~ Outsider, I'm going to fight you!"

Feeling the pain of his soul burning and his own strength rapidly draining away, the Soul of Tianmu finally realized that if he didn't fight desperately, he would be completely hopeless.

At that moment, the light inside its body was shining brightly, and there were faint traces of strange flames surging, as if its soul was forced to spontaneously combust.

however.

Bang!

Just as the flames began to rise on its body, an illusory palm print fell from the sky and slammed hard on its head.

The huge force almost broke it apart, and at the same time, the strange flame that spontaneously ignited on its body was completely extinguished by this palm.

"."The Soul of Tianmu was stunned by this palm strike, and felt that the origin of his soul was almost shattered.

It stood there in a daze, its eyes blank, as if its spiritual consciousness had been shaken away.

"Do you think I only have strange fire? I am a f*cking emperor soul. You are in such a crippled state, and you still want to spontaneously combust?"

Wei Yang frowned and scolded, "Be good, I'll give you a quick death, otherwise, you'll suffer."

"No, don't~" Upon hearing this, the soul of the Tianmu trembled all over and begged for mercy with a hoarse voice.

"Shut up." Wei Yang frowned upon seeing this. Unparalleled soul power emanated from his brows, forming an illusory palm print again, and slapped down heavily.

Bang!

Just like hitting a watermelon, the giant face, which had already shrunk a lot, shattered like a piece of glass under this palm.

Revealed in it, a crystal ball of light about ten feet in size slowly emerged from the shattered body.

When a corner of the crystal light ball was slightly revealed, a hazy and brilliant light poured out from it.

Wei Yang raised his hand and grabbed from a distance.

With a puff, the crystal ball of light was forcibly pulled out from the body of the Heavenly Tomb Soul, then passed through the fire cauldron and was captured by Wei Yang through the air.

"No, give it back to me!"

The origin of the soul was forcibly extracted, and the feeling of extreme weakness almost immediately spread throughout the broken body of the Soul of the Heavenly Tomb.

It suddenly roared madly, struggled, and rammed the fire cauldron hard, trying to rush out towards the source of the soul.

"I have already obtained the soul essence. What is left is this messy and dirty body of yours. It would be a waste of time even if I spent time and effort to refine it. Therefore, you are useless and can die now."

As Wei Yang waved his hand, the temperature of the fire cauldron instantly rose to an extreme, and the nine fire dragons all lowered their heads and spewed out black flames.

"Ah~"

After having its soul source extracted, the Soul of the Heavenly Tomb lost all its power. Naturally, it was unable to resist the complete explosion of the power of the Flame of Destruction.

Therefore, amidst the despair, in the countless energy bodies, scarlet eyes and hateful gazes in the distance, soon after, its shrill screams quickly disappeared slowly.

Its chaotic body, formed by the fusion of countless residual souls, was quickly burned to ashes by the flames.

Only a wisp of gray smoke rose up, and finally dissipated with the wind.

The soul of a generation of Heavenly Tomb, a powerful existence comparable to the soul of the emperor, was completely annihilated.