Xi Zheng's eyes widened sharply, and a bloody giant wearing a flat crown and bright yellow robes appeared behind him.
The giant is as big as a mountain, exuding a high and noble aura, as if the emperor of heaven has descended to the world and looks down on thousands of living creatures. The world's people are small and humble, like ants in front of him.
Yuan Ming's will was temporarily captured by the bloody giant, but he was determined and quickly got rid of it.
However, at this moment, the bloody giant suddenly turned his head and looked at him.
A large piece of psychedelic smoke immediately appeared in front of Yuan Ming's eyes, and then his eyes blurred and he found himself in a tall and open Jinluan Hall.
He was shackled with shackles, his hands and feet were heavily shackled, and he knelt there.
A golden figure sat deep in the Golden Palace. It looked like the bloody giant just now. He looked over with a majestic look, which made people feel awe from the bottom of their hearts.
Yuan Ming couldn't help but feel a sense of surrender. He just wanted to kneel at the feet of the golden figure and serve him. Even if he died in battle, it was worth it.
"What a powerful illusion. It can not only disrupt the five senses, but also affect the mind!" He closed his eyes and concentrated, forcing himself to regain his senses.
He was not surprised to be dragged into the illusion.
His main soul was sealed, and all he could use was the soul power in his Nascent Soul. He had no power to resist the soul cultivator's illusion attack.
However, Yuan Ming had already prepared for this and quickly activated Jumang Ling Jue.
The immortal tree in the Dantian overflowed with streams of black mist, wrapping the Nascent Soul in it.
This black mist of the immortal tree has the effect of devouring spiritual consciousness. Yuan Ming's nightmare magical power that he used with half-step witch soul power on Sanxian Island was instantly broken. His native spiritual plant is compared to the immortal tree on Sanxian Island.
The demon is still far behind, but it is more than enough to break Yuzheng's illusion.
Sure enough, Yuan Ming's vision quickly blurred and he escaped from the illusion.
At this time, a ball of white light lit up in Xi Zheng's palm, wrapping Ximen Rui's head as if he was treating his soul. The astonishingly powerful bloody giant had disappeared.
Xi Zheng was immediately surprised to see Yuan Ming break away from his illusion so quickly.
The illusion just now was not an ordinary illusion, but a great magical power he created by combining body and soul cultivation. It was so powerful that even a monk of the same level would not be able to break free so quickly.
Xi Zheng was about to cast the spell again, but Yuan Ming had already taken action first.
In the white lotus platform space, the main soul flew over for the third time and was seriously injured by the white flames.
The magical power of Gongming backfired, and Ximen Rui's soul was severely injured again. He didn't even scream. His body shook, his eyes turned gray, and his breath quickly dissipated.
"Young Master Ximen!" Xi Zheng was shocked and used his soul power to try to save him.
However, Ximen Rui's soul has collapsed. The secret technique he used can heal the trauma of the soul, but it cannot save the collapsed soul.
Xi Zheng quickly stopped, stood up and looked at Yuan Ming, with strong murderous intent emerging in his eyes.
Ximen Rui fell in front of him. Not only was there no hope for the marriage between the Xi family and the Ximen family, but he also offended the Lord Jiuyin in vain. His already embarrassing position in the Wuyue Sect was even more dangerous.
For the current plan, the only way to alleviate the other party's anger is to take down the murderer without stopping and hand it over to Lord Jiuyin.
Xi Zheng grabbed Yuan Ming with one hand, and a black shadow went straight towards Yuan Ming. Halfway there, it suddenly and silently disappeared into thin air.
Seeing this scene, Yuan Ming's expression moved slightly, and thunder and lightning exploded around him in the thunderstorm below him. People and birds disappeared out of thin air, and then appeared more than ten feet away.
Almost at the same time, a gray ghost claw appeared out of thin air where he had just been standing, and it naturally grabbed nothing.
Xi Zheng's body also rushed towards Yuan Ming like a shadow. With a slight movement of his hands, a large gray claw shadow appeared out of thin air, covering Yuan Ming impervious to the wind and rain, as if it was going to cut him into countless pieces.
Lei Yu hurriedly used Thunder Escape again to avoid the attack of dense claw shadows.
However, at this moment, the gray claw shadow suddenly exploded out of thin air, and countless gray gas swept away, covering several miles nearby in an instant. When the thunderstorm appeared again, it was still within the scope of the gray gas.
There was phosphorescence in the gray, and the spiritual consciousness collapsed upon contact with it, unable to spread out.
"Let's rush out!" Yuan Ming said to Leiyu as a layer of green light lit up on his body, blocking out the gray air.
Before he finished speaking, a black shadow flew out of the nearby gray air and headed straight for him.
This shadow looked like a humanoid, with a body covered in black robes, headless and faceless, and its limbs were as thin as bones. It was unknown what kind of monster it was, but its speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it was within ten feet of Yuan Ming.
Although Yuan Ming was frightened, he grasped the air with his five fingers, and five soul-destroying sword energies burst out of the air, blocking the path of the black shadow.
Thunderstorm also opened its mouth and spat out a thick silver thunderbolt, hitting the black shadow.
The black shadow didn't even dodge, and continued to rush forward, letting the Soul-Destroying Sword Qi and silver lightning hit him, punching out several large holes.
It didn't seem to feel pain, and the Soul-Destroying Sword Qi and silver lightning did not cause much damage to it. It continued to fly towards it without slowing down at all, and instantly bullied it three feet in front of Yuan Ming.
The black cloth covering the face of the shadow had a crack, and it looked like a ferocious bloody mouth.
A strange suction force enveloped Yuan Ming, and he immediately felt very uncomfortable all over his body. His positive emotions were quickly sucked away, leaving only gloom, negativity, and despair.
Yuan Ming felt terrified and wanted to resist, but a wave of negative emotions came over him. His will to resist seemed to sink into the quagmire, sinking deeper and deeper, and stopped there halfway up his hands.
The black shadow continued to swallow, and soon sucked away all Yuan Ming's positive emotions.
Yuan Ming's eyes turned into a pool of stagnant water, and the protective aura around him disappeared. He lowered his hands and waited for death.
The same was true for the thunderstorm below him. His huge body became stiff and motionless, falling downwards.
The black shadow followed closely, pressing its mouth toward Yuan Ming's face, and continued to swallow.
Yuan Ming's soul trembled, and his negative emotions were quickly sucked away.
His stagnant eyes quickly became hollow, like a wooden puppet.
"Can this black shadow absorb the power of the Seven Emotions? Not good! If the power of the Seven Emotions is completely exhausted, the soul in the Nascent Soul may be in danger of collapse!" Inside the Heaven Stealing Cauldron, Yuan Ming's main soul had a solemn expression.
The power of the seven emotions is an important part of a normal soul. If the power of the seven emotions is exhausted, the monk will become an ignorant puppet even if the soul does not collapse and die.
However, his main soul was sealed in the Heaven Stealing Cauldron and could not affect the outside world, so he could only worry.
At this moment, an unexpected scene appeared!
The immortal branches and leaves in Yuan Ming's dantian suddenly shook, but it was the black shadow's ability to swallow the seven emotions that affected the immortal tree.
A black mist emerged from the immortal branches and leaves to protect itself.
Yuan Ming's Nascent Soul was also in Dantian, also shrouded in black mist.
The black mist of the immortal tree has the ability to isolate spiritual consciousness, and the ability of the black shadow to swallow the seven emotions is also a divine soul-like magical power, and most of them are immediately isolated.
Yuan Ming's empty eyes regained some clarity, and he immediately ran the Jumang Ling Jue to activate the immortal tree in his dantian.
A large area of dense black mist from the Immortal Tree surged out, wrapping the Nascent Soul in layers, and even spilled out of the body, completely blocking the black shadow's devouring magical power.
Yuan Ming's consciousness completely recovered, and an extremely cold murderous intent appeared in his eyes.
"How is that possible!" Xi Zheng looked shocked when he saw this scene and immediately rushed over.
At this moment, a shadow-like sword light shot out from the black mist. It was the Soul-Destroying Sword, heading straight towards the black shadow.
The black shadow shrank and moved sideways to dodge.
The Soul-Destroying Sword suddenly let out a loud sword cry, all nine runes lit up, and its speed suddenly increased by more than twice. It easily stopped the black shadow and chopped it down head on.
With a soft "chi" sound, the black shadow was split in half, and then turned into little black auras and dissipated.
The black shadow was beheaded, and Lei Yu also recovered and hurriedly flapped his wings to stabilize his body.
Although the process from the black shadow's attack to its execution was quite tortuous, only a few breaths passed.
Xi Zheng stopped when he saw this scene.
The black shadow just now is the incarnation of his soul, with the unique ability to absorb the enemy's seven emotions. Once it is close to him, no matter how advanced the person is, he can only wait for death. He has never missed it in so many years.
The black shadow that attacked Yuan Ming seemed to be only one, but it was actually the amalgamation of more than a dozen divine souls, and it was defeated in just one encounter!
Who is this Yuan Ming?
The black mist parted, and Yuan Ming slowly flew out.
"As expected of Master Xiangkong of Wuyue Sect, he has great skills, I admire him!" Yuan Ming said.
"Who are you?" Xi Zheng asked in a deep voice.
"Your Excellency, you don't need to know. I have just seen the methods of the Master Xiankong. It is not polite to come and go. The Master Xiankong also received my blow!" Yuan Ming made a seal with both hands, and a line of a hundred feet appeared on the Soul-Destroying Sword.
The huge sword energy emitted a scream that penetrated the sky.
Under the cover of the astonishing sword energy, the three runes of curse, consciousness destruction, and mad blood were quietly activated.
Three invisible forces surged out, covering Xi Zheng silently.
Xi Zheng raised his brows, and with a move of his wrist, four rays of silver light appeared around him, forming a silver door.
He stepped into it, his figure disappeared out of thin air, and appeared dozens of feet away, avoiding the curse, consciousness-destroying, and blood-curdling rune attacks.
Xi Zheng's hands formed various magic formulas like wheels, and a dazzling blue light appeared in front of him and suddenly exploded.
Densely packed blue ice cones shot out from it, emitting a harsh scream, covering Yuan Ming and a large area around him.
The blue ice cone contained astonishing cold air. The temperature within a radius of dozens of miles dropped sharply, and heavy snow fell from the sky out of thin air.
Yuan Ming frowned. Xi Zheng, as a high-level soul cultivator who also practiced Ming Yue Jue, was already very difficult to deal with, but he could still sense the curse, consciousness-destruction, and the attack of the crazy blood rune. He could not continue this battle.
Keep it.
He waved his sleeves, and a yellow mountain peak dozens of feet high appeared in front of him.
The mountain peak emits a bright yellow light, with faint spiritual patterns. It looks like a magic weapon, but many places on the yellow mountain peak are quite rough, as if it has just been refined and has not yet been completed.
Blue ice picks hit the mountain peaks and shattered one after another. There were also many shallow pits on the yellow mountain peaks, but they did not appear to be serious.
Yuan Ming nodded slightly. The magic weapon on the yellow mountain peak was not something else. It was the back-earth rock that was obtained from the secret territory of Sanxian Island. His soul cultivation magical power was imprisoned and he could only use legal cultivation and physical cultivation to fight against the enemy.
In order to increase his strength, on the way to southern Xinjiang, he started to refine the piece of Houtu Town Mountain Stone into a magic weapon. Unfortunately, he was short of time and only half of the process of refining the treasure was completed.
Although it has not been completed, the Wutu spiritual power contained in such a huge Houtu Zhenshan stone is unfathomable, and its power has exceeded that of ordinary imitation spiritual treasures. In particular, its defensive power is astonishing. None of Yuan Ming's many magic weapons can break through it.