The white jade bottle lazily turned its head, and a piece of white light spread out in a fan shape, standing in front of Yu Ling, forcing the king of the Chahun clan and Kashe to not move forward.

"Donoystone!"

The two of them performed a strange ritual, and suddenly a purple light shone brightly all over their bodies, and they were about to forcefully break through the blockade of white light and step over the altar.

The statue filled with purple light also began to tremble violently, like a god offended by a mortal.

The deep purple beam of light shines through the cracks on its body one by one, as if the statue has countless irregular colorful patterns, which looks very strange.

Yu Ling felt his soul trembling, and the world around him suddenly became illusory, as if some irresistible force was pulling on his soul, trying to force him into the statue.

It's hard to describe what this feels like. It's as if he turned into two people in an instant, one is still lying on the ground, and the other is floating up, being sucked away without any strength.

But before he could completely leave his body, an explosion shook not far away.

"when--"

Like ringing a bell, the white jade bottle hit the statue's head hard, and then suppressed it motionless, just to carry out the blasphemous cause to the end.

If you give Bai Ping a voice, it would be: Aren't you aloof? Then I am one foot taller than you, how can you do anything to me?

The statue was furious and shaking, with a purple light. A figure seemed to be walking out of a cage. Not far away, the king of the Chahun Tribe, Kashe, knelt down to greet him.

You can see that the purple figure came to the Lord of the Soul Clan in a flash, and then the two of them completely overlapped.

The white jade bottle flew leisurely in front of Yu Ling, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The King of the Soul Clan slowly stood up from his knees and looked up at the sky. A beam of purple light came from nowhere and poured down from the sky, focusing on him like a searchlight.

He took a step forward, and the purple light followed him, as if the two were one.

"Those who blaspheme, die!"

The cold and heartless soul thoughts resounded throughout the world, shaking Yu Ling's soul sea.

The white jade bottle buzzed and trembled, isolating the extremely powerful soul wave. Otherwise, within a few seconds, Yu Ling might have shattered the soul sea and died.

Purple energy and white light, the two worlds collided suddenly.

As if the void was shattered and the sky collapsed, everything in front of Yu Ling's eyes was like fragile glass, covered with countless cracks and peeling off piece by piece. After peeling off, there was the most void darkness.

The chaotic space and divided world are like a bizarre dream.

The white and purple colors are entangled, deadlocked in the middle.

Yu Ling suddenly saw a small figure out of the corner of her eye. She suddenly flashed out of nothingness, as if she had used all her courage and strength to push the cracked statue off the altar.

"When, when, when..."

The statue fell rapidly down countless steps, and the crisp explosions were densely connected like falling drums, like a piano sonata.

"when!"

In the blink of an eye, the cracked purple statue rolled to the ground, and finally shattered into pieces as if it was overwhelmed.

The world suddenly became quiet for a moment.

The little girl who was rarely brave in her life seemed to have used up all her courage. She quickly retracted into the void and ran away quickly, without even having time to say a word to Yu Ling.

The world of white light suddenly moved past, swallowing up all the purple energy, leaving only the king of the Soul Clan struggling to support the last territory around him.

However, it can be clearly seen that the white light is still pushing forward inch by inch, very patiently, not in a hurry.

Kashe, a member of the Chahun tribe, sat paralyzed on the ground, his soul thoughts shaking as he murmured: "God be damned, why is this happening..."

I saw a purple shadow suddenly separated from the body of the King of the Soul Clan, and quickly traced back to its source along with the purple light falling on the sky.

Although it ran away gracefully, no matter how elegant it was, it was still running away, and there was no essential difference between running away and running away.

"Plop." At the same time, the king of the Chahun clan also fell heavily on his back. As if he had experienced tens of millions of years in an instant, the weather disappeared bit by bit from his feet to his head. Kashe, the Chahun clan next to him, was completely shocked.

Speechless.

The white jade bottle swayed slightly, and a beam of white light rudely interrupted the purple light projected from the sky, so the escaping purple shadow had to fall down in embarrassment.

The white bottle rushed up to wrap up the purple shadow, then turned into a stream of white light and submerged into the sea of ​​Yu Ling's soul again.

The world is really peaceful this time.

Yu Ling stood up in a daze, staring blankly at the world that had returned to normal. Her mind was still a little overwhelmed.

Is it just... over?

But what happened in the middle? Why didn't he understand it at all?

Anyway, he only roughly knew that first the bottle went crazy, then the statue cracked, and then an inexplicable purple shadow walked out of it and possessed the body of the king of the Soul Clan, and then the two sides started fighting and were deadlocked.

There, then the late winter suddenly came out, pushed the statue down and broke it into pieces, and finally... finally the king of the Soul Clan died, and the purple shadow was suppressed by the bottle.

No, wait a moment, if he wasn't dazzled just now, did the bottle wrap that purple shadow back into his soul sea?

Yu Ling felt a chill all over, this guy... must not play Dafa anymore.

"Palan Mosostun..." Kashe of the Chahun Clan was still sitting there in despair, muttering something to himself.

Yu Ling immediately realized that he shouldn't worry about it now. If he didn't take advantage of the opportunity to run away, he might have finally escaped and would eventually have to confess here.

With a slight movement of his mind, he levitated off the ground, but suddenly there was a slight ** not far away, and the Wuxuan disciple who was lying on Yu Ling's left opened his eyes with a blank look on his face.

Yu Ling glanced at them and found that although these people's souls were extremely weak after returning to their places, they were still alive. Maybe as soon as the statues were broken, their souls were released and returned to freedom.

Among them, two soul masters are already middle-aged. They both have soul power in the early stage of spiritual separation. They have just woken up and are still in a confused and confused state.

Yu Ling said decisively: "Two seniors, it's urgent to escape now. Please take two of you each and leave this place with me!"

"You are..." One of the soul masters was obviously still in a daze.

"Don't worry about so much, let's go!" The other soul master reacted much faster, and full of doubts under pressure, he casually grabbed two disciples of Wuxuan Sect and flew into the air in a hurry.

Yu Ling picked up the two of them, one on the left and the other on the right. Only then did he realize that Zi Qi was also unlucky enough to be captured here. She was looking at him in confusion. She wanted to ask something but didn't dare to ask, so she could only say depressedly.

Stuck there.

Under the night, three figures flew into the sky and quickly disappeared.
Chapter completed!