The soul-suppressing seal is one of the three most powerful magic weapons in Xuanxuan. And there are very few opportunities to use it.

This time facing Jiang Yao, a monk in the late Wuzhen period, Xuan Song actually used it.

Although powerful monks can use several methods at the same time, they still have to disperse their power.

In this way, the measuring ruler will no longer be able to restrain the ginger medicine's already "quenched poison".

Xuan Song's Sky-Measuring Ruler is very powerful, and once shackled by it, it is difficult to resist. However, although the Sky-Measuring Ruler is powerful, it is purely a magic weapon of rules, so it consumes a lot of spiritual energy.

The moment Xuan Song sacrificed the soul-suppressing seal, the power of the shackles of the measuring ruler was immediately affected. Although the impact was not big, it became the last straw.

"Kaka..."

Only the mind can perceive the sound, and the "three-foot prison" created by the measuring ruler is as fragmented as an eggshell.

With a "boom", the true energy of both sides exploded with a loud noise, and the violent and poisonous sword intent exploded wantonly. If the arena was not blessed by the formation, it would have turned into nothingness at this time.

Xuan Song and Jiang Yao each retreated a few feet, standing proudly facing each other. The surging true energy blew up the strong wind, making their clothes rustle.

One has a noble temperament, the other is outstanding in purity, and each is good at winning in different situations.

"Ham!"

Amidst the roar of magic weapons and swords, the two men fought again in an instant.

Xuan Song originally planned to use two magic weapons, the Measuring Ruler and the Soul-Suppressing Seal, to jointly suppress Jiang Yao's poison-quenching sword intent and end the battle quickly.

But unexpectedly, as soon as he cast the soul-suppressing seal, the heaven-measuring ruler was destroyed by the terrifying poisonous charm of the ginger medicine.

He sensed that Jiang Yao was not only powerful in poison, but also powerful in sword intent, and even his true energy and spiritual consciousness were not much worse than his own.

"Zhongda really did not disappoint me. Let's try my soul-suppressing seal next!" Xuan Song said lightly and put away the measuring ruler.

Almost at the same time, the soul-suppressing seal flew up, like the sun in the sky.

The color of this jade seal is like blue, only three inches in diameter, with cloud patterns flowing on it and the seal text changing. It looks very extraordinary.

Jiang Yao's movements were not slow at all. He was also a powerful monk who could use several methods at the same time. While chanting to activate the soul-suppressing seal, he sacrificed an ancient mirror.

Jianshenfangjian!

This is a Legalist righteousness treasure of unknown grade. After refining the ginger medicine, it has never been used.

This mirror is Jin Hui’s nemesis and a treasure that can suppress evil and bring peace to the gods.

At this time, the soul-suppressing seal of the chant became the size of a millstone, and runes emerged one after another.

An awe-inspiring and sacred pressure suddenly descended, and powerful power instantly dominated this space.

Jiang Yao immediately felt suffocated. Not only was his true energy not functioning smoothly, he even didn't want to control the ancient mirror magic weapon anymore. Because that majestic and sacred power simply did not allow him to take action. It was aloof, upright, and irresistible.

Jiang Yao wanted to kneel down in an instant, and the righteous words in the spiritual platform were as sonorous and powerful as a yellow bell: Kneel down and atone! Kneel down and atone! Kneel down and atone!

In Jiang Yao's trance, he saw that he was actually working with the demons to chop off his father Yu Kuan's head, his sister's head, and his uncle Mu Wuji's head with one knife.

The heads rolled to the ground, their eyes widening in surprise.

He saw himself laughing crazily, leading an army of demons to attack cities and territories in Shenzhou, killing, burning and looting, leaving mountains of corpses and seas of blood wherever they went.

He saw another extremely spectacular palace, but it was a pity that the palace had been destroyed. A man with a crown he had never seen before sat on the crumbling hall and said tiredly: "Jiang Yao, the human race is finished, are you satisfied?"

He walked up to him and said, "Isn't it a good thing that the human race is destroyed?" After saying this, he chopped off the man's head with a knife.

"Hahaha!" He laughed wildly while sitting in the empty hall, as if he had never been so happy.

These illusory displays are actually just things that happen in an instant.

not good!

Jiang Yao suddenly realized that this was not true!

At this time, he found that his knees had already bent, and he was only a few inches away from the ground before he would kneel down.

And his ancient mirror and long sword were crumbling due to lack of continuous control, and seemed to fly away at any time.

Even the poison domain of his medicine was no longer activated, the power of the poison domain suddenly decreased sharply, and the entire legal domain was crumbling.

Many viewers saw Jiang Yao's body bending lower and lower, about to bow down under the sun-like soul-suppressing seal, and a thought flashed in their minds:

Jiang Longcheng is going to lose.

Also, although he is an unparalleled genius in both martial arts and medicine, he is only in the late stage of Wuzhen after all, so how can he really be Xuan Song's opponent?

He is already proud enough to be able to forcefully chant and sacrifice the Heavenly Measurement Ruler and the Soul-Suppressing Seal.

Liu Danling sighed regretfully.

Although my nephew's medicine skills are high, his method of converting them into attacks is very simple, which is nothing more than poison domain and poison-quenching sword intent.

It is obviously not enough to deal with people like Xuan Song.

Jiang Xiucheng's two little pink fists were clenched tightly, and his expression was a little nervous.

Are you going to lose?

Mu Yue couldn't help but shake his head. He knew very well how powerful the Soul Suppressing Seal was. If his cousin's soul hadn't been so powerful, he wouldn't have been able to hold on now.

The soul-suppressing seal is a super magic weapon, and ordinary martial arts gods can't handle it at all. The chant activates the soul-suppressing seal, and even an ordinary martial artist in the early stage can compete with it.

Xuan Song's long-term ranking as the number one junior master is no fluke.

At this moment, suddenly the noble demonic energy in Jiang Yaozi's mansion rushed straight to the spiritual platform, and Jiang Yao suddenly woke up.

Jiang Yao suddenly broke into a cold sweat and secretly shouted: "What a powerful magic weapon!"

He has perfect Tao principles, is a soul in the Qi Soul Realm, and has the blessing of the Medicine Immortal and Poison Realm, but even so, he was almost suppressed by this soul-suppressing seal.

Jiang Yao was certain that an ordinary monk, even one with martial arts cultivation, would no longer have the ability to resist at this time.

It was too late, but it was too fast. It was just the blink of an eye. As Jiang Yao came back to his senses, his prostrate body immediately stood upright again, with long black hair flying, and his eyes were like those of ancient gods.

"cut!"

Amidst the young man's screams, the long sword and the god of punishment Fang Jian continued to stimulate, and the poison domain also strengthened again.

All three attacks are launched together.

The idea of ​​the ancient mirror, the intention of the long knife, and the terrifying poison merged together, like lightning and dark clouds, coming overwhelmingly.

The ancient mirror magic weapon suddenly shone with light, like an ancient moon hanging in the sky, covering up the light of the soul-suppressing seal, making the young man's heart clear as water and full of fighting spirit.

"Boom boom"

The white light of the soul-suppressing seal and the blue light of the ancient mirror reflect each other, just like the sun and the moon competing for brightness, and the sky is dim and the earth is dark.

The originally awe-inspiring soul-soothing power was suddenly like water bursting from a dam, blocked by the ancient mirror, and could no longer pour out.

What?!

Xuan Song looked at Jiang Yao who suddenly got rid of the suppression of the treasure seal in disbelief, and couldn't help but be shocked.

How can it be?

Why was he able to block his soul-suppressing seal so easily?

Huh? All the audience were also surprised. They didn't expect that Jiang Yao could turn around the disadvantage and stabilize the battle situation again.

Jiang Xiucheng and others suddenly smiled with relief.

"Scared me to death." Jiang Xiucheng patted his heart.

"Suppress!" Xuan Song shouted loudly, and his true spiritual consciousness continuously blessed the soul-suppressing seal. The soul-suppressing seal suddenly became larger, like clouds hanging from the sky, covering the sky and the sun, carrying an unparalleled pressure.

At the same time, he also sacrificed a sword and used the third magic weapon.

"Suppress!" Jiang Yao also shouted, his powerful soul power communicating with the ancient mirror, blocking the soul-suppressing seal, and disintegrating Haoran's will on the soul-suppressing seal.

Under the artistic conception of the ancient mirror, the suppression of the soul-suppressing seal's awe-inspiring righteousness has also become so evil that it can no longer help Jiang Yao's mind.

Boom boom!

Kaka!

Jiang Yao's legal domain was extremely poisonous, and he showed no sign of weakness to compete with Xuansong's legal domain. There was a feeling of collapse in the entire space.

The sound of the two fighting was like a battle between gods.

The fight was inextricable for a while. No one could have imagined that Jiang Yao could fight such a hearty battle with Xuan Song without losing.

"Cut!" Xuan Song operated the soul-suppressing seal and slashed with one sword.

No sword light could be seen, no killing intent could be seen, but a burst of death aura immediately locked Jiang Yao's body and spirit.

This sword turned into sword shadows from all directions, and an extremely gentle and extremely cold wind blew. Jiang Yao seemed to be in the heavy snow.

Snowflakes are everywhere, gentle and cold. You don't want to hide, but you can't hide.

Every sword is true, and every sword is false. People don't know how to resist, because this sword has no direction, no killing intent, and no end.

The effect of creating a trapping and killing formation with one sword is not a sign of proficiency in the formation, but that his swordsmanship is too strong.

"Cut!" Jiang Yao didn't hesitate to slash out with his sword.

Brilliant knife!
To be continued...