The soul world is several times larger than the ordinary world. It is not like a planet or a continent. It is like a cosmic rock more than 100 million miles long, shrouded in mist.
There are no stars here, no daylight.
Only the lunar moon, which is the size of nine stars, is suspended in the sky above the big world.
"Whoops!"
Zhang Ruochen quietly descended on one of the yin moons without disturbing the monks stationed on the yin moon.
He is like a god standing on the nine heavens, looking down.
His eyes are bright and his field of vision is extremely wide.
The black soil fields and rivers of corpses in the soul world are as clear as a map. All the great monks have nothing to hide.
The entire soul world cannot hide any secrets under his divine eye of truth.
No!
"Huh!"
Zhang Ruochen found an area of ??vague perception deep in the soul world.
Even Zhang Ruochen can see through the formation and outline of the divine formation left behind by the sages of the Zhenhun Clan at a glance, but there are still some things he cannot see through. How could he not be surprised?
"That's the World Spirit of the Soul Realm! Who is it? It has left a method deep in the soul world that even my heart of truth cannot penetrate? What is its purpose?"
While Zhang Ruochen was contemplating, a bright and blazing sword energy beam tore through the cold atmosphere of the soul world, rushed into the sky, and dispersed into the sky.
"Wow!"
Feng Yan held the Pure Yang Divine Sword and fled quickly.
He was seriously injured, half of his body was shattered and in a state of blood mist. Only one head and three arms were left, and broken bones could be seen on his face.
In fact, it was the Pure Yang Divine Sword that dragged him, constantly breaking the regular divine patterns intertwined in the sky, and escaping from the soul world at an unparalleled speed.
The Lord of the Palace of Order spread his white wings and chased behind, his face extremely ugly.
He miscalculated!
I thought that to deal with a Heaven-Building Realm spirit, I could press him to death with just a finger.
Who would have expected that the sword spirit of Chunyang Divine Sword is actually alive.
The world inside the sword contains the divine energy left by Chunyang Tianzun.
There are many monks from the big world who send souls to the soul world, or practice in the soul world. Letting Feng Yan escape like this would undoubtedly reveal the secret.
If the news reaches the Wind Clan in the Pangu Realm, they will be in big trouble!
The Master of the Order Palace had cold eyes and made up his mind that after taking care of Feng Yan, he must cleanse the soul world and leave no one with knowledge behind.
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Ling Xi did not expect that the danger would come so quickly, nor did she expect that the Master of the Palace of Order would be so frantic and openly attack the head of the Feng Clan.
It seems that even if she has the status of a disciple of Tianzun, she will not be able to escape death.
Lian Xi did not choose to ask Feng Jin for help, but immediately fled to Santu River.
Facing someone like the Master of the Palace of Order, she couldn't save Feng Yan. The only thing she could do was to escape and tell the Feng Clan and Zhang Ruochen the truth.
Only they can challenge the Temple of Light!
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Leader Fengxian stood outside Zhenhun Palace with a cold face.
The Master of the Palace of Order disappointed him so much that he could make such mistakes when dealing with a God of the Heaven-Building Realm.
However, the Pure Yang Divine Sword was much more powerful than he expected, and he was reluctant to give it to the Lord of Order Palace!
Beside him, Feng Jin presented the Soul-Controlling Ghost Seal with both hands, trembling all over.
If even the head of the Wind Clan with unlimited potential dares to hunt and kill him, who does Feng Jin mean to him?
Although he is a great god, he is too insignificant in front of an ancient existence like the Master of Fengxian. Even if you kill him, there are a hundred ways to cover up the past.
Only by being obedient and loyal enough can you protect yourself and the Zhenhun Clan.
Fortunately, Master Fengxian needs someone to help him control the soul world and refine soul pills to increase the strength of the soul.
Leader Fengxian took the Soul Controlling Seal and said coldly: "Why did your daughter want to run away? What does she want to do?"
"Don't worry, leader! She can't escape. I will capture her right now and cut off her memory with my own hands." Feng Jin immediately promised.
The leader of Fengxian Cult was impressive and said: "With your cultivation, you can kill her memory without the help of the heavens. Zhang Ruochen can use the way of fate to restore her memory."
Feng Jin¡¯s face changed with shock, and she struggled in her heart. She bowed and said, ¡°She is now Mr. Lian¡¯s disciple and the god of the Judgment Palace. If she dies, I¡¯m afraid I¡¯m afraid it will be difficult to explain.¡±
"What? Can't bear to leave?"
A ferocious smile appeared on the face of Fengxian Cult Leader Xianfeng Daogu.I was so frightened that I almost wanted to run away.
"Whoops!"
Zhang Ruochen stepped through the space, raised his sword to the sky, and headed straight towards the leader of Fengxian Cult.
The leader of Fengxian didn't expect Zhang Ruochen to be so powerful. He just thought that the sword spirit of Chunyang Divine Sword was too overbearing, so he didn't avoid his sharp edge.
How could the leader of a religion retreat without a fight when facing a junior?
Thirteen skulls flew out from the body and turned into the size of a mountain.
Green evil flames are spitting out from the skull, forming a destructive force.
"Boom!"
Zhang Ruochen slashed three swords in a row, scattering thirteen skulls, and then burst out with great speed, reaching the leader of Fengxian Cult in an instant.
"How can you be so strong?"
Realizing that something was wrong, Master Fengxian used several magical powers in succession to prepare to distance himself.
It¡¯s already too late!
Zhang Ruochen swung the Pure Yang Divine Sword, and the one-word sword technique burst out, directly drawing a horizontal "one" in the void, cutting the space, cutting off the magical power, and split the divine body of Fengxian Cult Leader into two.
The divine blood is like a waterfall, spilling to the ground.
The entire soul world seemed to be quiet.
It¡¯s so shocking!
A leader who was at the pinnacle of infinite freedom, a figure who stood at the pinnacle of the universe, was actually cut into two pieces by Zhang Ruochen with a devastating force. The gods in the soul world were so frightened that they almost lost their wits.
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