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"Buzz"
A light spot floated out from the center of Yanshan Soul's eyebrows. The light spot quickly changed and turned into a Yanshan Soul standing next to Yanshan Soul. It was the Yanshan Soul that was cultivated after devouring and refining the Array Spirit King. External incarnation.
"Protect Ziyan!"
Yan Shanhun said lightly, the incarnation outside his body nodded, and then turned into a light curtain, like a large transparent bowl holding Xu Ziyan upside down inside.
The saint-level monks from hundreds of tribes looked shocked. They did not expect and had never known that Yanshan Soul actually had an external incarnation.
"Boom"
Yan Shanhun's momentum suddenly grew, as if a cold, violent, and bloodthirsty devil had been hidden deep in his body burst out.
His face became evil, and the flame mark between his eyebrows jumped, as if he was alive, and he was extremely charming. The coldness, violence and bloodthirsty that continued to emanate from his body formed a force field that spread to the surroundings, making the hearts of hundreds of races spread. Keep sinking
"I'm sorry!" Yan Shanhun said lightly.
This "I'm sorry" made Yang Hui and other monks from hundreds of tribes feel stunned. No matter how rich their imaginations were, they never thought that Yanshan Soul's first words would be to apologize to them, and the atmosphere in the space suddenly became weird. However, Yanshanhun's voice continued to sound.
¡°It¡¯s my kindness and handsome appearance that confused you and caused you to have thoughts that you shouldn¡¯t have. What¡¯s most sorry for you is that I allowed you to put these thoughts into action. So"
Yan Shanhun's eyes became sharp, full of coldness, bloodthirsty and cruelty. But there was a seductive smile on his lips.
"Today I will let you know how cruel I am!"
"Slow down!" Yang Hui suddenly said: "Shanhun, we have no other intentions. Today we are just here to visit Ziyan"
"This is none of your business!"
"boom!"
After Yan Shanhun finished speaking, he took a step forward. His aura suddenly grew, and dense virtual images appeared behind him. Each one was filled with evil energy, and the entire sky behind him became pitch black, as if a huge black hole measuring tens of thousands of meters had appeared, and within the huge black hole measuring tens of thousands of meters were countless virtual images in black robes. The face is like the soul of Yanshan Mountain, exuding an evil light.
Yang Hui felt the pressure instantly, and felt a bit of shock in his heart. He had already estimated Yanshanhun very high. But no matter how high he estimated Yanshan Hun, he never thought that Yanshan Hun would put such pressure on him just by taking one step forward. You must know that Yanshan Soul's current cultivation level has not yet reached the peak of the late ninth level of the Saint level. And he, Yang Hui, is the true peak of the late ninth level saint level.
He even had a feeling in his heart at this time that if he didn't use Tian Guan, he might die in the hands of Yan Shanhun.
"Buzz"
The dazzling crown appeared from Yang Hui¡¯s body and was put on his head. Yang Hui said with courage:
"Shanhun, do you really want to die together?"
"Tsk" Yan Shanhun sneered, and mysterious formations began to appear in his eyes.
"Mountain Soul!" Chief Kunpeng took a step forward and said: "We don't have many demands, and we don't mean to harm you and Zi Yan. As long as you swear on your soul, from now on Taixu Sect will be handed over to the management of our hundreds of tribes, and we will The Taixu Sect's method of controlling the formation will be handed over. After the catastrophe is over, the monks from Shangyuan Continent will migrate to Broken Continent and hand over Shangyuan Continent to our tribes. We will still be allies."
"Fart!" Medicine King stood next to Yan Shanhun and angrily shouted: "Since you have such sinister intentions, let's perish together."
The faces of Yang Hui and other monks from all races became very ugly. The situation they least wanted to see happened. Medicine King was still scolding, but Yanshan Soul couldn't bear it any longer. The formations within his eyes swarmed out, and immortal formations were formed instantly. Shrouded all the monks from hundreds of races inside.
In an instant, the Immortal Formation was filled with violence, all kinds of lights flashed, and attributes such as metal, wood, water, fire, earth, time, and space erupted into violent attacks. All of a sudden, hundreds of monks were in a panic.
Yanshan Soul takes one step forward. Then he came to Yang Hui and pressed a hand towards Yang Hui.
"hold head high¡¡"
Countless shadows behind Yanshanhun raised their heads and roared together. As Yanshanhun made this palm print, he rushed towards Yanghui. Each shadow made a print towards Yanghui, and thousands of handprints gathered in an instant. . Integrated into Yanshan Soul's handprints, it formed a solid and hugeThe seal shot towards Yang Hui.
Yang Hui's eyes showed fear, because he felt the power of the fusion of time and space from the big handprint of metal, wood, water, fire, earth. The space attribute imprisoned him, and the time attribute changed the speed of time. Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth formed a world, crushing towards his body.
this moment!
He felt like an ant facing the crushing force of heaven.
A murmuring voice came out of Yang Hui's mouth quickly, and the crown suddenly burst out with extremely dazzling light. Under the pressure of Yanshan Soul, Yang Hui had to sacrifice his life, and the fluctuating aura on his body suddenly increased sharply.
With a "click", he broke away from the constraints of space. The force field erupted from his body to prevent the flow of time from outside. At the same time, he raised his hand and faced Yanshanhun's big handprint.
Medicine King Sun Qingmu¡¯s spiritual consciousness spread out crazily, trying to notify the holy monks who were still fighting in Shangyuan Continent, but he was shocked to find that Medicine King Peak had been restricted and isolated, and his spiritual consciousness could not spread out.
"Buzz"
His consciousness collided with the isolation and restriction, but was bounced back. He instantly understood in his heart that this was an isolation restriction set up by dozens of holy monks, and it could not be broken by him alone.
"Boom"
The two palms of Yanshanhun and Yanghui collided together, and the huge impact made Yanshanhun and Yanghui take two steps back. With a thought in Yan Shanhun's mind, a giant hammer appeared in each hand, and Yang Hui also held out a fairy sword with a serious expression.
"Boom, boom, boom"
Several saint-level monks from hundreds of tribes have already blasted through the Immortal Formation that Yanshan Soul enveloped them. After all, this Immortal Formation was not made of materials. It was just Yanshan Soul's instant immortal formation. But even so, there are still most of them. The holy monk was not out of trouble.
The few saint-level monks who had escaped from trouble immediately divided into two groups. One wave stood with Yang Hui, and the other wave faced Medicine King Sun Qingmu.
but¡¡
They were about to attack and suddenly stopped, looking behind Yan Shanhun and Yao Wang in horror.
Behind Yanshan Soul and Medicine King, Xu Ziyan, who had been lying flat on the dark brown rock, slowly sat up, then stood up, turning his body to face Yang Hui and other saint-level monks from hundreds of tribes.
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