Dou Po Zhi Xun Er's Strange Fire Guardian Spirit

He wasn't so scared even when facing Hun Tiandi, the patriarch of the soul clan, but just one look from the soul body below made him terrified.

What level of existence is this?

Seeing Hun Miesheng standing still in the air, Yun Xi smiled slightly and raised his hand to shake.

"not good!"

A crack was torn in the space beside him in an instant, but just as he was about to step into it, he found strangely that the space crack that was originally torn open was instantly closed by an inexplicable force.

And his body was also imprisoned at that moment, and then floated down uncontrollably.

"Damn!"

Can't break free!

Being imprisoned by this strange soul power, one can feel the huge wave of battle energy in the body, but cannot release it at all.

And he has always been the hole card of the Abnormal Fire Void Swallowing Flame, the moment this mysterious person appeared, it seemed to disappear without a trace.

Ignoring Hun Mie Sheng's struggle, with a move of his arm, he fell steadily from the air in front of Yun Xi.

"Emperor realm soul, you... who are you?" Looking at him who was so close at hand, Hun Miesheng finally gave up struggling completely, with a look of disappointment on his face.

Although the person in front of him is just a soul body, the coercion exuded by his soul is stronger than that given to him by the Emperor Huntian!

According to his understanding, Emperor Huntian has the strength of the great consummation of the heavenly realm, if he wants to surpass him, then only the legendary emperor realm!

In front of the soul of the Emperor Realm, no matter how many precautions he took, it would be futile. The only one who can save him now is the patriarch...

"Is it the soul of the emperor?"

Looking at Hun Miesheng who gave up resistance in front of him, Yun Xi smiled lightly, "If you describe it as the soul of the emperor's realm, you might look down on me."

"It's like killing a chicken."

Throwing the black elixir condensed by the strong men of the Soul Palace forward, no matter how unwilling Hun Miesheng was, he could only be absorbed into the elixir with extremely resentful eyes.

"Oh, I almost forgot, and this."

Seeing Hun Miesheng's body melted into the elixir, Yun Xi glanced and saw the corpse of the old soul demon lying on the ground, and with a wave of his hand, the body was also fused into the elixir.

"boom!!"

Suddenly there was a thunderous explosion in the sky, which immediately attracted everyone's attention, only to see that space channel suddenly burst open, and immediately two figures flew out of it, each retreated hundreds of times Only then did he slowly stabilize his figure.

"They're out!"

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"They're out!"

Seeing those two figures darting out of the space passage, there were surprise sounds from Danta's side.

"This old ghost really has a few brushes."

Hun Qianmo settled down on the sky, he didn't seem to be in any distress, and he didn't even move his clothes.

However, a strong man like Dou Sheng could tell at a glance that the battle energy in the old guy's body had been consumed to a terrifying level. From this, it can be seen how fierce the fight between the two was in that space.

In the distance, Patriarch Danta just smiled and didn't speak, and judging from his vain aura, it was obvious that his battle energy consumption was quite huge.

"what?"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, when he looked around, he found that none of the soul clan members had disappeared.

The Danta is still there, but all the people of the Soul Race have disappeared, which means...

With extreme anxiety and a small amount of fighting spirit, Hun Qianmo released his soul power, trying to detect the aura of the people in the Hall of Souls.

"found it!"

It is indeed found, but it seems that the state is a bit wrong...

Seeing the pitch-black pill in Yun Xi's hand, Hun Qianmo's eyes went dark, and his mind felt like it was exploding.

People of the same soul clan, they can clearly perceive the fluctuations of the same attributes in each other's body, but it is precisely this that he can't believe it.

Judging from the aura emanating from the elixir, it is all the aura of the strong soul clan...

In other words, all the powerful soul clansmen were integrated into that pitch-black pill.

Looking at the smiling Yunxi below with a shocked face, Hun Qianmo gritted his teeth and said, "Who are you?"

"Forehead……"

Hearing the calloused words, Yun Xi suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, "Do all of you Soul Race people only say this sentence?"

Who are you?

Who is it?

who is it?

who?

Yun Xi had heard words like this so many times that his ears could barely hear the cocoon.

"Humph!"