Celestial being

"Giggle! A magic weapon made from Nine Netherworld Iron. Not bad. Not bad. I am lacking an offensive magic weapon. This sword is just right." A hoarse and unpleasant voice came from the darkness.

A rickety figure slowly appeared, but it was an old man in green robes, holding a black crutch in his hand, with a huge skull inlaid on the top, and two strange green fires burning in his eye sockets.

The old man was as thin as skin and bones, but his eyes were huge, shooting out a green light like a hungry wolf, staring at the soul-killing sword.

This person's aura is not weak, and he has reached the middle stage of pill formation.

The three-eyed black dove that the few people were chasing before was now following the old man obediently, and seemed to be his spiritual pet.

"It seems that Your Excellency used this three-eyed black dove to lure us here deliberately." Yuan Ming said slowly.

"That's right, one of my magic weapons is short of soul nourishment from a few monks in the alchemy stage. I specially invite a few of them to come here. You can go back and just keep your souls." The old man in green robe chuckled and pointed at the top of his black crutch. The eyes of the skull are filled with green fire.

Fang Youting's heart trembled, and he subconsciously tightened his grip on the purple steel fork.

Yuan Ming suddenly opened his fingers, and the Soul-Destroying Sword flew out, floating in the air above his head.

Thin sword energy shot out from the Soul-Destroying Sword, instantly forming a black sword curtain around the two of them.

Almost at the same time, dozens of arrow-shaped white air shot out from the nearby void and collided with the black sword curtain.

A dense explosion sounded, and the black sword curtain rotated and cut rapidly and abnormally, killing all the arrow-shaped white energy.

Fang Youting only reacted at this moment and was about to raise the purple steel fork to help. Everything was over, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

His cultivation level was a bit higher than Yuan Ming's, but after this series of battles, Yuan Ming's strength far exceeded his expectations.

Yuan Ming made another seal, and several black sword energy separated from the sword curtain, and struck the void somewhere more than ten feet away, turning into a burst of black light.

White light surged in the void, and the figure of the man in white appeared, with a look of pain on his face.

Yuan Ming glanced at the ghost and used the Dream Butterfly illusion again. The body of the man in white suddenly froze and was restrained by Yuan Ming's illusion.

At this moment, Fang Youting finally caught up with Yuan Ming's rhythm. The purple steel fork fired more than a dozen thick thunderbolts, hitting the man in white.

The white man's figure suddenly flashed and disappeared out of thin air, and more than a dozen purple thunder blasts hit the air.

Yuan Ming was slightly startled and looked down.

The man in white appeared next to the old man at some unknown time.

"The reaction is good, you can actually see through the invisibility of the ghost. Seeing that you two are pretty good at it, you can surrender half of your soul without any effort. I can spare your lives and not turn you into ghost slaves. ." The old man in green robe said with a little surprise in his eyes.

"Your Excellency is only in the middle stage of pill formation, why are you talking so shamelessly?" Yuan Ming smiled hoarsely.

"Since you are unwilling to hand over your soul, I have no choice but to take it myself." The old man in green robe's eyes turned cold, and the black crutch in his hand suddenly paused, and the green flames in the eyes of the skull on the top of the stick glowed.

The nearby ghosts surged out like a tide and pounced on Yuan Ming and the two.

The body of the man in white merged into the void again, and the female ghost in red dress shot out of the darkness and swooped over.

"Continue to charge upward, protect yourself!" Yuan Ming's eyes slightly focused on Fang Youting's voice, and the soul-destroying sword's black light emitted, covering his body and rushing into the countless ghosts above.

The Soul-Destroying Sword has the magical power to cut off divine souls. When the ghosts in front and the Soul-Destroying Sword Qi collide, they will either be torn apart or directly annihilated, unable to stop them in the slightest.

Fang Youting hurriedly followed, and the purple steel fork shot out purple thunder, forming a lightning shield around him, making it difficult for ghosts to get close, and rushed to the top of the underground cave in the blink of an eye.

Fang Youting was overjoyed and crawled toward the crack in the cave roof, but a sneer suddenly sounded in his ears.

Immediately afterwards, the vision in front of him suddenly shattered, and he stood on the cave floor without flying to the top of the cave at all.

The old man in green robe was standing not far away, but Yuan Ming was nowhere to be seen.

"Illusion!" Fang Youting's face changed color.

In the mid-air above, countless ghosts were surging crazily towards one place, obviously chasing Yuan Ming.

"The boy above dares to offend me, and I am prepared to let him suffer the pain of being devoured by thousands of ghosts. As for you, will you hand over your soul yourself, or will you let me extract your soul?" The old man in green robe looked at Fang Youting, his face expressionless. Said with an expression.

Fang Youting's face turned pale, and his figure suddenly turned into a ray of purple light, flying towards the crack in the cave above again.

"Stupid." The old man in green robe shook his head, and a black shadow shot out from the center of his eyebrows. It turned out to be a smaller three-eyed black dove, fluttering its wings and chasing Fang Youting.

"The soul has transformed! You are a soul cultivator!" Fang Youting cried out in horror.

The three-eyed soul dove was very fast, still faster than Fang Youting's escape speed. He caught up with him in an instant and pecked at the opponent with his sharp beak.

Fang Youting was not a vegetarian either. He poured mana into the purple steel fork, and the tip of the fork shot out three thick purple thunders, hitting the three-eyed soul dove.

However, the body of the three-eyed soul dove behind suddenly disintegrated and turned into a mist state, with only its head remaining intact.

Three purple thunderbolts hit the atomized body of Soul Dove, and passed through with a "chila" sound.

The black mist formed by the soul dove was evaporated by less than half, and overall the impact was not great. The dove's eyes widened, and a thin line of blood light shot out and went straight to Fang Youting.

The blood light was so fast that Fang Youting couldn't dodge it, and his chest was hit by the blood light and was submerged in it.

Fang Youting's face looked horrified, and the next moment his eyes glowed with blood, his expression became dull, and his figure stopped in mid-air motionless.

The three-eyed soul dove let out a proud neigh, fluttered its wings and flew towards Fang Youting's head.

At this moment, a black sword shadow shot from above. It was the Soul-Destroying Sword, piercing the body of the three-eyed soul dove.

Yuan Ming fell after the Soul-Destroying Sword, but the ghost above did not pursue him and continued to rush towards the top of the cave. It seemed that Yuan Ming was there.

The old man in green robe looked surprised, but then he regained his composure and made a weak point.

The three-eyed soul dove ignored the incoming soul-destroying sword, and turned its head sharply towards Yuan Ming. The eyes between its brows and eyes shot out a stream of blood again, faster than before.

Yuan Ming was unable to dodge and was hit by the blood light. His eyes also glowed with blood, but it faded away immediately.

The Soul-Destroying Sword was not affected at all and penetrated Hunjiu's body.

Several sharp sword energies erupted from the Soul-Destroying Sword, twisting violently.

The three-eyed soul dove's body completely collapsed and turned into a disintegrating black mist, which was absorbed by the soul-destroying sword.

The sound of screams came from the side, and a bloody hole broke out in Fang Youting's chest not far away. The three-eyed black dove of the old man in green robe lurked over at some point and killed Fang Youting with one claw.

The three-eyed black dove grabbed Fang Youting's body and flew deep into the cave.

Yuan Ming's eyes flashed, but he did not go after the three-eyed black dove.

He has protected Fang Youting several times, and he can be regarded as the most benevolent and righteous person. This person is not as strong as him, and his death here is due to his fate.

"You can use such a wide range of illusions to affect thousands of ghosts in the cave, and are not affected by the soul-stealing blood light. It seems that my guess is good. You are also a soul cultivator." The old man in green robe looked at Yuan Ming, his face An ugly smile appeared on his face.

"Since we are all soul cultivators, and we are being hunted down in the Black Wind Desert, we are all in the same boat. How about we stop here?" Yuan Ming said.

"Stop? You, a brat who has just entered the realm of love witches, are you worthy of negotiating terms with me?" The old man in green robe sneered, and the black crutch in his hand was weak.

Countless filaments of green light shot out from the body of the staff, heading straight for Yuan Ming without making any sound.

Yuan Ming did not dare to be careless, so he raised the Golden Yang Ruler and transformed it into nearly a hundred ruler shadows, which collided with the green silk.

However, as soon as the two touched each other, the ruler's shadow in the sky immediately disappeared, leaving only the Golden Sun Ruler floating in the air, wrapped in green threads, and the aura on the surface dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming activated the Soul-Destroying Sword, and dozens of sword energy shot out overwhelmingly, striking the green light thread.

These green threads contain soul power, and the Soul-Destroying Sword should be able to work.

Sure enough, being slashed by the Soul-Destroying Sword Qi, the green thread was cut off, and Jin Yang Ruler escaped from the trap.

"Do you really want to fight me to the death? You and I have no old grudges. I have this soul-destroying sword in my hand, and your soul-cultivating magical powers will probably be restrained by me. If the fight continues, you may not be able to gain much advantage." Yuan Ming said in a deep voice.

"Junior, I have been traveling in the world of immortality for hundreds of years. Don't show off these deceptions that can't be put on the table! Although your magic weapon is good, it requires a lot of soul power to activate. In addition, you need to continue to perform illusions to affect the cave. How long can you sustain the inner ghost with the soul power you just entered as a love witch?" The old man in green robe said with a sneer, and the black crutch became a little empty again.

Countless green light threads roared out again, hitting Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming's face turned serious, as if the old man in green robe had spoken his mind, but he was secretly sneering in his heart.

Ever since he refined the golden restraint on the outer layer of the Heaven-Stealing Cauldron, he has been able to freely use the heat of wish power in the Heaven-Stealing Cauldron. His soul power can be replenished at any time. If he wants to fight a battle that consumes soul power, he is not afraid at all.

While thinking about it, Yuan Ming waved his hand to activate the Soul-Destroying Sword. A stream of sword energy shot out, cutting off all the green light strands, and cast a spell to drive the nearby white bone knife.

The sword was shot towards the old man in green robe, and the blade burst out with dazzling white light, which condensed into a giant sword light that was more than ten feet long. It was wrapped with rich white cold flames, and it looked unstoppable.

Yuan Ming made a false move, and the huge sword moved with it, and struck the old man on the head!

"This bone knife is not bad. I'm really lucky today." The old man in green robe laughed, and the black crutch shot out from his hand, turning into a black dragon.

Thick black mist rose around the dragon's body, and the two dragon claws pressed upward, colliding with the white bone knife.

There was a loud "clang" sound, and the white bone knife was pressed into the air, unable to fall.

The green-robed old man pinched the magic formula in his hand, and the black dragon's mouth opened wide, spitting out a stream of green flames that wrapped around the white bone knife.

This green flame also contains the power of the soul, and when it touches the white bone knife, it penetrates quickly.

The aura of the white bone knife suddenly became unstable, shaking like a drunk.

Yuan Ming recalled the bone knife with all his strength, and finally pulled the knife back before it completely failed and waved his left hand.

The Golden Sun Ruler shot out from his left sleeve and attacked the green-robed old man from the other side, not worrying at all whether the magic weapon would be taken away.

The green-robed old man frowned slightly and controlled the black dragon to fight.

Time passed little by little, and soon the back and forth between the two lasted for less than a quarter of an hour. Yuan Ming was still lively and vigorous, showing no signs of exhaustion of soul power.