Soul Emperor Martial God

Xiao Yi frowned slightly looking at the hundreds of spiritual consciousness in front of him.

Outside the Fengxu Palace, countless spiritual consciousness appeared and rushed over.

It's densely packed, I'm afraid there are no fewer than 10,000.

Xiao Yi could not see the exact situation outside Fengxu Hall, but these spiritual senses could not hide his perception.

Only these hundreds of spiritual consciousness appeared first in the Fengxu Hall.

From their silent appearance to the present.

Xiao Yi's perception, in any case, could not perceive their existence.

Yes, I can't perceive it.

These hundreds of spiritual senses are clearly in front of my eyes and I can see them.

On the contrary, it is the perception that I have always been proud of, but I can't perceive their existence.

In Xiao Yi's perception, the hundreds of spiritual senses in the Fengxu Hall were like nothingness, and could not be perceived at all.

You know, perception is a means given by the small world.

Its intensity is related to the intensity of the small world.

Xiao Yi's small world is extremely large, which makes his perception far beyond the martial artist of the same realm.

Even if it is the pinnacle of the earth, it is impossible to hide his perception.

This proves that the hundreds of spiritual consciousness in front of him, the realm of life, or the level of spiritual consciousness, are above the peak of the earth.

"The celestial realm." Xiao Yi's face was solemn.

"Boy." At this moment, the cold phantom old man opened his mouth.

"Although I don't know how you came here, I advise you not to resist."

"otherwise…"

"If my'container' is damaged, I want you to taste what it means to be better than death."

The voice of the imaginary old man was extremely cold.

The moment the voice fell, the wind was overwhelming in the entire Fengxu Hall.

"So strong." Xiao Yi's face changed slightly, "You are a soul master."

As for spiritual consciousness, Xiao Yi still doesn't know much about it.

I only know that this is a means of the ancient powerhouse.

Especially soul masters use their own martial souls to become spiritual consciousness through special means.

"Hahahaha." The phantom old man laughed.

"Why, this is the Wind Sacred Region, even after countless years, you still recognize me Yin Wind Sage."

"Sage of Yinfeng?" Xiao Yi frowned.

Not to mention that it has been countless years, but there is no, he Xiao Yi is not a person from Zhongyu, how would he know him.

However, this person is called a saint and has the title of saint.

It is not difficult to imagine how strong this life was before.

"Don't talk nonsense with this kid." The other spiritual consciousness behind the old man in the shadow said impatiently.

These spiritual senses are filled with excitement and bloodthirsty.

Looking at Xiao Yi, he seemed to swallow Xiao Yi.

"Not in a hurry." The old phantom, the saint of Yinfeng, said triumphantly.

"Take your time, this container looks very good."

"The old man will take it down perfectly."

"Don't worry." Yinfeng Sage said, looking at the other spiritual consciousness behind him.

"When I leave this ghost place, I will bring more containers back."

"By then, all of us can leave here."

"Jie Jie Jie Jie." The hundreds of spiritual consciousness behind him laughed excitedly and coldly.

"Want to take me away? Then it depends on whether you have that ability." Xiao Yi sneered.

"I don't know what I can do." Yinfeng Sage smiled coldly, waved his big hand, and a surging soul power burst out instantly.

The gusts of yin wind, like a ghost, attacked Xiao Yi with teeth and claws.

Xiao Yi's face became cold, and the Blizzard Sword in his hand appeared out of thin air, slashing out.

If the real celestial realm was here, Xiao Yi would be jealous.

With a pile of spiritual consciousness that had been dead for thousands of years, Xiao Yi would not be afraid of them.

Mixed with the sword energy of Frost Sword Dao, he swung heavily.

The yin wind that struck was instantly blown away.

Spiritual consciousness is a phantom, Xiao Yi can't help them.

But these yin winds are the attacks of the soul abilities of the yin wind saints.

Soul power is also a kind of power.

Yuanli can be broken.

It depends on who is stronger.

However, soul power is invisible, extremely weird, and very troublesome.

"Huh? Boy, you have some abilities, no wonder you can come here." Yinfeng Saint's Yinzhe's eyes grew colder.

"However, the little one has three terrestrial poles and is no different from an ant in front of the old man."

The Yinfeng Sage could see Xiao Yi's cultivation at a glance.

In the next second, in the Fengxu Hall, the wind blows again.

The cold ghost and charm moved toward Xiao Yi again.

Not only the power is amazing, but also devastating.

Xiao Yi's mind was shaken for a while, shocked, and immediately stabilized his mind.

Several sword qi shots out again.

This time, the sword energy was blown away by the yin wind.

The terrifying wind, intends to swallow Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi reacted extremely quickly, slashing with a heavy sword, breaking through a path, and rushing out.

The Yin Feng that had lost his goal hit the throne behind Xiao Yi.

The throne is intact.

The bones on the throne were also unaffected.

On the contrary, these winds dissipated when they encountered the weird black long sword that penetrated the bones.

Just as an ice cube meets a flame, the ice instantly disintegrates.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi reacted instantly.

That sword can restrain soul power.

At the same time, the Yinfeng Sage and his spiritual consciousness changed drastically.

"Killing God Sword? Damn, how could this treasure be here?"

Xiao Yi was just before the throne.

Therefore, his figure just blocked the bones behind him and the strange long sword.

"Excalibur?" Xiao Yi was puzzled, and the next second, his figure flashed.

The Yinfeng Sage waited for the spiritual sense, and was shocked, "Boy, do you want to take the Excalibur? Don't think about it."

The terrifying wind, this time the black mans made a masterpiece, and his power increased.

The evil breath, like the cold wind of the abyss, was shocking.

Xiao Yi's mind was instantly lost.

That kind of feeling, as if about to be pulled into the endless abyss, is beyond the reach.

"Bad." Xiao Yi bit his tongue and barely stabilized his mind.

With a big wave of his hand, purple flames filled the sky, surging out.

A flame barrier, purple light surging, immediately stopped the yin wind.

Xiao Yi's figure flashed, returned to the throne, and pulled out the black long sword.

On the other side, the purple inflammation barrier just blocked the yin wind for a second before it collapsed.

It proved that the power of the Yin Wind just now far exceeded Xiao Yi's realm.

"Not good." Yinfeng Sage's face was extremely ugly.

"Boy, you hide your strength."

"It turned out to be Amethyst Spirit Flame, carrying the strongest flame in the world."

"What about the Sword of Killing? Your body is going to be fixed by the old man."

When the voice fell, the spiritual sense of the saint of Yinfeng burst out a strange black energy.

The black air attacked Xiao Yi and left.

Xiao Yi held a black long sword, and cut it out with one sword.

Most of the black energy dissipated in an instant.

"Sure enough." Xiao Yi smiled with joy.

Such a black long sword has the effect of restraining soul power.

However, he didn't seem to be able to fully exert the power of this sword.

Therefore, the black energy was only split up by half.

Xiao Yi opened the way with a sword, and with a single sword, hundreds of spiritual consciousness, including the saint of Yinfeng, showed shocked expressions and gave in.

Whoosh... With a flash, Xiao Yi instantly left the Fengxu Palace.

This third layer is absolutely right and wrong.

In addition to these spiritual knowledge, I don't know if there will be other dangers.

In any case, get out first.

As soon as Xiao Yi left the Fengxu Palace, he immediately flew into the air, soaring to the extreme, and returned to the second barrier.

"Boy, don't want to run."

The sage of Yinfeng shouted, and the sky was overcast, chasing him.

Outside of the Fengxu Palace, tens of thousands of spiritual consciousness are equally hideous.

A series of inexplicable and weird attacks hit Xiao Yi overwhelmingly.

Xiao Yi's expression instantly changed, "How could it be possible that they are all soul masters?"

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