From the memory of the clone Hun Yin, we learned that the Hun Jue killed before was an elder of the Hun Demon clan.
The soul demon in front of me has a slightly weaker aura than Hun Jue.
It shouldn't be the leader of the soul demon clan. There are stronger opponents in this soul realm.
After being ghosts and immortals, the soul demon clan has hundreds of thousands of years of heritage. In terms of family background, it may be stronger than that of the Ten Thousand Beasts Valley.
In addition, this place is the soul demon's lair, and there will be no shortage of large formations and the like.
If he really takes action, Wang Daoyuan is not sure of winning easily.
Just fighting in the Soul Realm, regardless of victory or defeat, the Soul Demon clan suffered heavy losses.
The old soul demon said soft words because he didn't want to destroy his lair. He wasn't really afraid of Wang Daoyuan.
The purpose of Wang Daoyuan's trip was to try to conquer the soul demon.
The soul demon clan has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, and their ancestors were a pair of ghosts, immortals and Taoists.
Such an origin is equivalent to the inheritance of earthly immortals.
Coupled with the infinite power of divine consciousness and the ability to travel between yin and yang.
They have enough advantages to maintain their pride.
If they cannot get rid of their arrogance, they will not be able to surrender.
He might even be jealous of Wang Daoyuan because of this visit, and he might even look for an opportunity to attack the Yan Kingdom.
"Yunyi, is this old guy delicious?"
Yun Yi wiped the saliva that was about to drip from his mouth with his paw, and nodded repeatedly: "Master, the smell coming from this old guy is so tempting, I can't help but want to eat him."
"Then what are you waiting for? Go up and eat him.
The majestic soul-eating ghost tiger bloodline, still can’t defeat a lonely ghost with a slightly higher cultivation level?”
With the master's consent, the two clouds on Yun Yi's shoulders instantly turned into wings and flew towards the old man.
Seeing Yun Yi coming towards him, the old soul demon was frightened and had no intention of carrying it on.
The whole person became transparent and then disappeared into the boundless gray mist.
The delicious food in his mouth was gone, and Yun Yi was furious.
He raised his head and roared, forming a vortex in his mouth, swallowing a large amount of gray mist before calming down his anger slightly.
Wang Daoyuan nodded secretly. Seeing his favorite food, this fat cat finally seemed to have the blood of a mythical beast.
At this time, sounds came from all directions.
"The Supreme Emperor, my soul clan has already asked for surrender, why do we need to take action?"
Wang Daoyuan sneered: "Use the teleportation array left over from ancient times to plot against me. Now that I'm out, you can't do anything to me.
He said a few soft words to get me to stop pursuing it.
Are you, the soul demon clan, all so self-righteous?"
From the depths of the mist, a majestic voice came: "Wang Daoyuan, although you have a high level of cultivation and have two demon clans and two divine beast bloodlines to help you, my soul clan's hundreds of thousands of years of heritage are not just for show."
"The soul demon clan really takes itself seriously. If there are soul demons who have transformed into gods, they can easily block the combat power of the three of us with the help of the methods left by the ghost immortals.
If there is no soul demon, no matter how powerful the method is, how much strength can be exerted?
Akabane, let these guys, who are neither humans nor ghosts, see your strength."
Akabane Wu, who had put away his magical powers, turned into a golden sun again.
The fire attribute spiritual power that Wang Daoyuan had previously condensed did not dissipate. A ray of red sun true fire was drawn from his body to ignite the spiritual power.
A Suzaku fan was also specially offered to enhance the power of the flames.
Under the influence of the Red Feather Crow and the Red Yang True Fire, the gray fog dissipated instantly.
Many frightened cries were heard, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.
The soul demon clan likes to live in a dark environment, use yin energy and derived energy to practice, and are particularly afraid of pure yang energy.
Wang Daoyuan mocked: "Is this the confidence of the soul demon clan? If you want to negotiate, you have to show some real skills.
You are just an ant, not qualified to negotiate with me."
"Arrogant!"
Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew.
The gray mist gathered into ghost heads blown by the cold wind.
Even if Akabaya's golden light falls down, it can't melt the ghost head quickly.
These ghost heads rushed into Wang Daoyuan's territory, trying to defeat the enemy with one blow.
Under the erosion of the red sun's true fire and golden light, these ghosts don't have much ability anymore.
Wang Daoyuan waved his hand, and more than thirty red-gold fireballs were thrown out.
This is the Binghuo Divine Thunder. Wang Daoyuan has Guishui Divine Thunder, Binghuo Divine Thunder, and Wutu Divine Thunder in his hands.
Guishui Divine Thunder is the strongest, but other attributes are not easy to use on the Seven Star Sea.
So I put more effort into the Guishui Divine Thunder, but I also took the time to deduce the other two types of Divine Thunder.
Apart from the explosion damage, there is nothing special about Binghuo Shen Lei.
But when combined with the Red Sun True Fire, it has an excellent effect against the soul demon clan.
When the Binghuo thunder hits the ghost head, it will explode.
The ghost head disintegrated and turned into gray mist again, quickly melting under the golden light of Akabane Crow.
The flames emitted by Binghuo God's thunderbolt also continuously dispersed the surrounding gray fog.
After several confrontations, the gray fog within a thousand miles radius disappeared.
After staying in the gray environment for a long time, now that the gray fog has disappeared, Wang Daoyuan feels relieved.
"If it's still this little trick, don't waste your time."
Suddenly, the ground began to shake slightly.
Wang Daoyuan felt that the spiritual energy nearby was rapidly decreasing, as if it had been sucked away by something.
Even his own field seems to be severely suppressed and cannot exert half of its strength.
"This defensive formation is called Huangquan Yinfeng Formation, and it was jointly created by the two Earth Immortal ancestors of our Soul Clan.
It has never been used since its establishment.
It is also your honor to die under the methods of the Earth Immortal."
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew up, and there was a whistling sound everywhere.
The wind blew across the rocks, making a constant "whooshing" sound, which was frightening to hear.
With Wang Daoyuan's cultivation level, he felt a chill even after being blown by the cold wind.
His head was still slightly dazed, and his soul seemed to be shaken.
It seems that this evil wind not only damages the physical body, but also damages the soul.
He controlled the Red Sun True Fire to form a layer of flame armor on himself.
This flame is extremely solid and has a steady supply of spiritual power, which can completely block the evil wind.
The Demon Prison is wrapped in a layer of black flames, and the evil wind cannot penetrate the black flames.
The blood spring is covered with a layer of blood-colored mist, and even the evil wind cannot penetrate it at all.
But Chi Yuwu is more troublesome. Although he is a fifth-level high-grade cultivation level, the Golden Crow blood in his body is already very pure.
But this place is the soul realm after all, and there is energy such as Yin Qi everywhere, which places great restrictions on him.
The dark wind continued to blow, and the golden light on his body became weaker and weaker.
Wang Daoyuan controlled the Red Yang True Fire, condensed a fireball, and wrapped the Red Yuwu in it.
On the contrary, Yun Yi particularly liked this kind of environment. He felt no discomfort at all in the strong wind.
Instead, he was flying up and down in the biting wind, looking like he was enjoying himself.
This guy's ancestors were the ones who watched the underworld. Compared with the underworld, this evil wind is really nothing.
Wang Daoyuan shouted: "Yunyi, don't just play for yourself, destroy this evil wind."
Yun Yi wanted to continue having fun, but now that his master had spoken, he did not dare to disobey.
I saw a golden spiritual power appearing around his body. This golden spiritual power quickly rotated around him, and soon formed a small whirlwind.
This whirlwind is incomparable to the dark wind, but the strong dark wind blows past, and instead of blowing away the whirlwind, it is absorbed by the whirlwind.
As time goes by, the cyclone becomes stronger and stronger.
If this continues, it won't be long before all the dark winds will be controlled by Yun Yi.
Suddenly, it started to rain.
Raindrops are very small, but powerful.
Chiyang Zhenhuo is not afraid of this thing, but the two demon clones are embarrassed.
The yellow spring water fell on them, and the black flames and bloody mist used to protect their bodies were severely eroded.
They can only rely on their strong spiritual power to withstand the erosion of the Yellow Spring Water.
Looking carefully at the raindrops, Wang Daoyuan felt that they were very familiar.
The raindrops were earthy yellow, exuding a faint air of yin and death.
This kind of water king Daoyuan is not unfamiliar, it is the Yellow Spring water that I have seen in the Yellow Spring Secret Realm before.
It's a pity that Wang Minglong didn't come. If he came, he could use this yellow spring water to quench his thirst.
After all, the Nine Netherworld Dragon Clan lives in the Huangquan River.
Yun Yi's spiritual power was also eroded, and the whirlwind around his body could no longer expand.
Wang Daoyuan continued to shout: "Is this all the soul demon is capable of?"
"The source of the spiritual power of this Huangquan Yin Wind Formation is the gray mist seeping from the spiritual veins and the underworld, which is endless.
It’s easy to maintain the formation for decades, let’s see how long you can last.”
"You seem to have forgotten one thing. We have been defensive so far and have never counterattacked.
Now it depends on whether the methods left by your ancestors can withstand the cultivators of the God Transformation."
Before he finished speaking, the demon prison clone offered a pitch-black demon sword.
As soon as the magic sword came out, it began to swallow up the surrounding wind and raindrops.
Yin wind and yellow spring water are very corrosive to ordinary magic weapons, but they seem to be of no use to demon magic weapons.
Then he swung his sword and slashed out a black sword light, followed by a "bang" sound, and then there was no movement.
Arrogant laughter came from the gray mist: "The demons are indeed powerful, but trying to break through the underworld's Yin Wind Formation is almost impossible."
Attacking alone has no effect. Wang Daoyuan took out the Immortal Forging Cauldron, ordered Chi Yuwu to get into the cauldron, and injected a large amount of Red Yang True Fire into the cauldron.
Subsequently, the Forged Immortal Cauldron swallowed up a large amount of Yin Feng and Huangquan Raindrops.
After the dark wind and raindrops entered the cauldron, they were all refined.
The Forging Immortal also mocked: "It's really good that Yin and Yang meet to nourish the magic weapon."
Seeing the dark wind getting smaller and smaller, all the raindrops were collected by the Forged Immortal Cauldron.
A gray long sword suddenly appeared above Wang Daoyuan's head. Although this long sword was at the peak of the fifth level, the aura it exuded was extremely terrifying.
Thinking about it, it's not an ordinary magic weapon, it should be a method left behind by a powerful person or a ghost.
The gray sword did not fall directly, but absorbed the dark wind and yellow spring water droplets in the air.
Wang Daoyuan waved his hand, and a large amount of fire-attribute spiritual power gathered into the Suzaku Fan.
A red-gold flaming red bird with a wingspan of more than ten feet flew out and pounced on the gray sword.
The dark wind and underworld raindrops around the gray sword quickly dissipated, and the power of the gray sword itself was also rapidly consumed.
Just heard a sharp voice: "Decapitate the soul!"
A sword shadow separated from the gray long sword. This sword shadow penetrated the flame Suzaku and fell towards Wang Daoyuan's head.
As soon as the sword shadow came out, his soul felt like a disaster was coming.
A black ball condensed in the hands of the cloned Demon Prison, and several black lightnings were released from it.
The sword shadow was vulnerable to the black lightning and disappeared in an instant.
The Wanfa Demon lineage is also known for its diverse methods, and this lightning is a spell from the Thunder Demon lineage.
After shattering the sword shadow, the Demon Prison integrated the black ball into the black long sword, and the entire sword flashed with black electricity.
He jumped up high and slashed at the gray sword with his sword.
There was only a "click" sound, and the gray sword was cut into two pieces.
But this gray long sword is not simple. It has not lost its spirituality. The two sword blades automatically fit together and returned to their original appearance.
The material of this sword is quite strange, half virtual and half solid, with extremely low strength, but it is difficult to destroy.
Demon Prison didn't give up and cut it off with his sword again.
Wang Daoyuan shouted: "Forging Immortal."
The Forged Immortal Cauldron no longer absorbs the Yin wind and Huangquan raindrops, and releases its suppressive power, making the two severed swords unable to move.