Bang, bang, bang!

More than a dozen demon cloud giant hands swept towards Chen Changsheng.

The wind surging never stops.

Feeling the momentum of Emperor Zhou, the strong men in the destiny and imperial realm around him couldn't help but tremble. Even their beast souls hid back into the soul sea with a whoosh.

Emperor Zhou was very strong.

Even if it is Gu Huang, Old Master Xu has no chance of winning against him alone.

Woo woo woo woo woo!

"Ancient Witchcraft?"

When he saw Chen Changsheng, his whole body was covered by those demon clouds, the faces of Gu Huang and others suddenly changed, and he said in a narrow voice: "Although the cultivation of Emperor Zhou is only at the fourth level of the Emperor Realm, he has practiced a lot of magic techniques from the ancient witch sect. I think even if he encounters a strong man at the fifth level of the Emperor Realm, he may have the power to fight."

Old Ancestor Xu nodded, felt the power of the demon clouds, and his expression became solemn. If it weren't for the poison of the poison, the beast soul would have been imprisoned. Even if the Zhou Tianzi was powerful, it would not be difficult for him to join forces with Gu Huang to suppress the other party. But now, he could only watch Chen Changsheng fall into his hands.

His face was ashen.

"Ancient witchcraft, soul-retaining."

Rumble!

The demon clouds shook, and the beast soul of Emperor Zhou appeared quietly, with his fierce eyes staring at Chen Changsheng below.

There were strange syllables coming out of my mouth.

Click!

Seeing the Emperor Zhou, he used the most powerful magic of the ancient witch sect. Zhou Qi, who was standing in the distance, had a burst of ecstasy on his face and said with a fierce smile: "Little beast, even if you are the reincarnation of the gods and Buddhas in the heavens, you will definitely die when you encounter the magic of our ancient witch sect. When your soul is detained, then, I will definitely make you live and die."

"Hehe! A boy from the Holy Body Realm dares to run to our Zhou family's sacred mountain to play wildly. He really doesn't know how to live or die!" A member of the Zhou family laughed mockingly.

"Soul-retaining!" A servant from the Zhou family licked his lips and laughed in a low voice: "I heard that this magical magic of the ancient witch sect is extremely powerful. With the monstrous talent of the emperor, it took more than ten years to practice this magical magic."

"Tsk, even the young master is not his opponent. This kid's background must be extraordinary. Mostly he is also an extraordinary figure. He will be reincarnated and reincarnated. When his soul falls into the hands of the emperor's head, he will know."

The children of the Zhou family looked at Chen Changsheng with bright eyes.

In my eyes, the light flashed continuously.

Inside the demon cloud.

Chen Changsheng raised his head and looked at the beast soul refined by Emperor Zhou. He felt the power of the soul-detention technique. His qi and blood rolled in a flash, and he sneered: "The magical powers of the ancient witch sect? Humph! My heart is like a rock. I just want to detain my soul. So what about the powerful man in the imperial realm? Don't move the Mingwang Seal."

Buzz, Buzz, Buzz!

I saw a Buddha light swept out from the demon cloud, and the phantom of the immovable Vajra enveloped his head. The terrifying pulling force disappeared in an instant. I took out a few ghost weapons and magic weapons I got from Huangquan Road and threw them into the mouth of the Turtle Soul, and said in a deep voice: "Little thing, I want 80% of my soul power this time."

"Yaah!"

Turtle Soul nodded vigorously.

The powerful soul power instantly poured into Chen Changsheng's soul sea. Obviously, it also knew that Chen Changsheng encountered a good opponent this time, especially the beast soul hidden in the demon cloud, even it felt a little afraid.

"Hmm? The handprints of Buddhism and Taoism?" Zhou Tianzi's face became gloomy. Seeing his soul-retaining technique, he could not do anything to a boy in the holy body realm, and his mood was naturally self-evident.

Zhou Qi, who was beside him, also stopped smiling.

His expression also became suspicious.

Although the soul-retaining technique is not as powerful as the magical power of the ancient witch sect, it is not weaker. Compared with the ordinary heaven-level magic, it is definitely not a little bit stronger. In his scattered memories, this soul-retaining technique made many powerful people in the ancient sect frightened.

Now, a strong man from the fourth level of the Emperor Realm used it and could not deal with an ant in the Holy Body Realm, which made him, the reincarnation of the ancient witch sect, feel decayed instantly. He stared at Chen Changsheng and said hoarsely: "Who is that little beast? Can he actually block the soul-blocking technique of our ancient witch sect?"

"Hehehe, the ancient witch sect?" The Ghost Emperor laughed twice, clattered his mouth, and said, "A sect of the lower nine sect really takes himself seriously. Hey, the powerful ones are still behind. Today, that kid will definitely let you, the remnants of the ancient witch sect taste the amazing ones."

Lower nine-rate?

Remnant?

Hearing the Ghost Emperor's ridicule, Zhou Qi twitched his eyes and sneered: "Hmph! How can a ghost like you know about the strength of our ancient witch sect? Today, it is not only him, but you, too, and even if the gods and Buddhas of the heavens come, they cannot save you."

"Hehehehehehehe!"

The Ghost Emperor sneered and didn't say anything.

It is indeed unsightly to see the style of the ancient witch sect. Moreover, the ghost path and the witch sect were already irreconcilable as early as the ancient times. Countless secret techniques and methods of the ghost path were destroyed by the ancient witch sect.

Seeing the soul-retaining technique, I can't do anything to Chen Changsheng.

Emperor Zhou was not angry either. After all, this technique was left over from the ancient witch sect and had little to do with him. Even when he saw this scene in front of him, he was only a little disappointed with the ancient witch sect and was a little curious about Chen Changsheng's background and background.

"Fuyin?"

Emperor Zhou smiled and said, "Not only a single Ming King is still alive, even the ancient Buddha of Lanting can't stop me." After that, he raised his hand and slapped Chen Changsheng.

Click!

A crisp sound.

I saw that the phantom of the Unmoving Mingwang shrouded Chen Changsheng's head instantly cracked, and the Unmoving Mingwang's face gradually became blurred.

"The soul-retaining technique is useless, then I will capture you alive." Zhou Tianzi's face darkened, and he reached out and grabbed Chen Changsheng. An emperor-level powerful man took all his strength. Even if Chen Changsheng had three heads and six arms, he could not avoid it.

The degree of the powerful man in the imperial realm.

Compared with Kunpeng's body technique, it is more than a hundred times faster.

In just a blink of an eye, I saw the figure of Emperor Zhou coming to Chen Changsheng and pinched his neck with one hand.

The terrifying momentum instantly enveloped Chen Changsheng.

"Sky Stele, smash."

Bang!
Chapter completed!