Supreme Martial Artist

Chapter 1668 Nine Dragons Suppress the Spirit!

Ye Xinghe used the force of the recoil to move his feet and retreat.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Song Yunqing.

The smile on Song Yunqing's face froze in an instant and turned into deep fear.

Ye Xinghe's fist rapidly enlarged in his eyes.

At this moment, there was no escape!

"Die!"

Ye Xinghe shouted, and the fist that gathered the strength of fifty mountains fell fiercely!

Bang!

Song Yunqing's right chest was instantly pierced by the fist.

In the hideous blood hole, blood flowed, and the scarlet was dazzling.

He screamed, retreated several steps, and fell to the ground.

"You are, Zhentian Warrior!"

Song Yunqing's face was full of horror, and he hurriedly took out a pill and swallowed it into his mouth.

A faint fluorescent light flashed, stopping the bleeding from the wound.

But his already weak breath had completely fallen to the bottom, and he could not be Ye Xinghe's opponent at all.

A cunning look flashed in Song Yunqing's eyes.

The treasure has not been used yet, and he must not die here!

He must first deceive this bastard, and then kill him while he is refining the spiritual fire!

Thinking of this, Song Yunqing said in a half-crying voice: "Don't, don't kill me!"

"I have a treasure here, which I spent a thousand years to refine, and it is specially used to overcome the spiritual fire."

"I am willing to use this treasure in exchange for my life!"

He flipped his palm, and a palm-sized golden compass appeared in his hand.

On the compass, nine golden dragons were entwined, lifelike.

The spiritual rhyme flowed, and the light was brilliant.

Seeing this compass, Ye Xinghe was shocked.

"Is this a middle-grade imperial artifact?"

"That's right!"

Song Yunqing hurriedly explained: "This compass is called the Nine Dragons Spirit Compass. It can find spiritual objects in the world and suppress them when refining them, which will achieve twice the result with half the effort."

"With this spiritual compass, your chances of refining the ancient temple's dragon fire will be greatly increased."

Ye Xinghe did not rush to take it, but looked into Song Yunqing's eyes.

Even if he hid it well, Ye Xinghe still noticed the cunning in the depths of his eyes.

Since you want to play, I'll accompany you to the end!

Ye Xinghe remained calm and nodded deliberately: "Good baby, it can indeed exchange for your cheap life."

"You can get out."

Song Yunqing pretended to be grateful: "Thank you, Mr. Ye, for not killing me!"

He hurriedly got up and ran away.

Ye Xinghe just glanced at it and retracted his gaze.

The breath did not go away, it was just hiding in the corner.

I will deal with you after I collect the spiritual fire.

Ye Xinghe turned around and faced the dragon in the air.

The flames gathered on the dragon's head, condensing the scattered dragon head again.

The dragon's eyes burst out with murderous intent, staring at Ye Xinghe, roaring angrily.

In an instant, the ground shook and magma splashed.

The dragon's body was burning with raging flames, and the dragon's tail swung suddenly and pounced.

Ye Xinghe snorted coldly: "Dare to be presumptuous? Suppress it!"

The vast Yuanxu in the body poured into the compass in the palm of the hand.

On the compass, nine golden dragons soared into the sky and swelled against the wind.

In an instant, it had turned into a hundred-meter-long golden dragon, entwined with the flame dragon.

Nine dragons suppress spirits, and shock all directions!

The golden dragon was like a rope, tightly binding the flame dragon.

No matter how it struggled, it was useless.

The Yuanxu in Ye Xinghe's body was rapidly consumed.

At this moment, a purple light gradually lit up inside the compass.

Song Yunqing, who was hiding behind the cave, saw the purple light, and a sinister look suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Mr. Ye, this is the ghost soul-devouring poison!"

"Even if a strong man in the ninth floor of the Wandering Void Realm touches it, all his soul power will be sucked away instantly."

"You, just wait for the loss of soul power and death in pain!"

At this moment, Ye Xinghe also noticed the movement on the compass.

A strange force went along his arm, drilled into his body, and went straight into his mind.

The vast soul power was swallowed up by this purple power and consumed rapidly.

However, in the blink of an eye, the power of the twelve souls was swallowed up by 30%!

Ye Xinghe's face changed suddenly.

He had never seen this poison before, and the speed of swallowing soul power was so fast that he had no way to react!

Just as he was thinking about countermeasures, the purple power suddenly stopped swallowing.

As the purple light flashed, it condensed into a dazzling purple crystal, slowly penetrating the head and hanging between the eyebrows.

In the cave, the purple light was new, but it became the host.

The bright purple light filled the entire cave.

Ye Xinghe frowned slightly, staring at the purple crystal between his eyebrows, quite puzzled.

The power in this crystal is extremely pure.

If it can be refined, it can not only restore the swallowed soul power, but also improve it.

"No, this is impossible!"

At the entrance of the cave, Song Yunqing's eyes were red with anger: "This ghost soul-devouring poison can only be transformed into ghost crystals if it absorbs enough soul power."

"But ordinary warriors can't have more than four souls."

"How did you fill this ghost soul-devouring poison?"

Ye Xinghe laughed suddenly: "I forgot to tell you that I have twelve earth-level souls!"

"Thank you so much for sending me two treasures!"

"Now, you should die."

The smile on his face turned into cold murderous aura in an instant.

In the void, Ye Xinghe raised his arm slightly and punched out with a fist.

The green fist force flew away and instantly pierced Song Yunqing's head.

Bang!

The explosion was revealed and blood splattered everywhere!

Song Yunqing was only in the fifth level of the Youxu Realm, how could he be Ye Xinghe's enemy with one punch?

"I can not be reconciled……"

Before he died, he was also filled with dissatisfaction.

The body fell heavily to the ground and became silent again.

Ye Xinghe turned his head indifferently and held the amethyst between his eyebrows.

"I have just refined the power of Xingchen Zhuyin, and the foundation is not yet stable."

"I'll keep this crystal for future use."

He put away the amethyst, but heard a dragon roar suddenly.

The roar was full of anger and resounded throughout the cave.

Ye Xinghe raised his eyes and saw that the flame dragon was blazing with red fire and was about to break free from the golden dragon's shackles.

Each golden dragon has many red spots on its body.

These spots, like rust, spread rapidly.

Wherever it passed, the golden dragon's body was reduced to ashes.

It is the ability of the ancient temple dragon fire: embers!

The fire has embers and its power is still there. Once it is contaminated, there is no way to escape!

Ye Xinghe's eyes were full of fighting spirit.

Use the enemy's strengths to defeat the enemy and win.

He will use fire to fight fire and conquer the ancient temple's heavenly dragon fire!

"Drink blood and cry soul fire, show it!"

Ye Xinghe shouted loudly, and blood-red flames suddenly ignited in his blood.

The flames flowed rapidly and gathered in the palm of his hand.

As soon as the soul fire came out, blood suddenly appeared.

The flame dragon broke free from the shackles of the golden dragon, roared angrily, and slammed into Ye Xinghe.

Ye Xinghe raised his hand and struck out with a palm.

The dragon head and the palm collide again!

The red and red two-color light collided fiercely, and the brilliance was bright.

The giant flame dragon had lost most of its strength due to the compass, and was at the end of its strength.

Ye Xinghe hooked up five of them and pulled them back.

"Refine it for me!"

The bloody flames in the palm instantly turned into a whirlpool, wildly devouring the power of the flame dragon.