The Peerless Tang Sect’s Sun and Moon Glory

Thick black mist lingered around Yaoyang, and the light of the two shining black soul rings, one yellow, three purple, three black, ranked fifth and sixth among the seven soul rings, gradually converged.

The strange blood-red eyes became extremely cold, and the extremely cold aura made Wang Yan couldn't help but look sideways.

He was the one who released the dark attribute field just now, but those who were severely damaged by Tuan Mie Lan Hai Soul Mentor Group and Yu Yun's sea of ​​spirit were all Yaoyang.

A powerful spiritual soul master is truly terrifying.

"Uncle Wang, don't worry. I didn't swallow the souls of those soldiers. I promised His Highness the Prince." Yaoyang raised her head and met Wang Yao's gaze without hesitation, her tone of voice firm and moving.

His martial spirit is a special martial spirit called Siren, which itself has spiritual attributes. This is also the martial spirit passed down from generation to generation in their family.

However, when he awakened his martial soul, it mutated and gained the ability to swallow the souls of humans and soul beasts. Even because of this special ability, the Holy Spirit Cult noticed that the whole family was destroyed, and only he was kidnapped.

Later, he was rescued by Xu Zihuang's father and was able to escape.

Wang Yao withdrew his right hand that penetrated Yun's left chest and nodded blankly.

It was more than ten years ago when he and Xu Zihuang's father rescued Yaoyang from the Holy Spirit Cult. To be honest, Yaoyang's power now far exceeded his expectations. It was difficult for him to reconcile the young man with despair in his eyes and resentment that he was unable to protect his family with the enchanting figure in front of him.

With a heavy breath, Wang Yan once again looked firmly at the island in front of him.

Not only out of trust in Yaoyang, but more importantly, the immediate rescue plan is urgent.

"Without further delay, according to the previous plan, I will lead a group of people to block the main force of Hai Xiao and the Xihai Soul Instructor Group. Yaoyang, you lead another group of people to rescue the young master."

With a low shout, Wang Yao's body took the lead in rising into the air.

The Vast Sea Soul Instructor Group, including the division leader Yu Yuntuan, were killed here, and the noble ladies in the cabin of the giant ship also fell into a coma. The people in the Xihai Soul Instructor Group will soon notice something strange here.

Now there is no need to hide in the dark.

If they want to rescue the young master, they must confront the well-equipped Xihai Soul Instructor Group head-on.

Following Wang Yan were more than twenty elites from the original Emperor Dragon Soul Instructor Group. Everyone's cultivation level is above level 60, and with the advancement of the sixth-level flying soul guide, their speed is not inferior to Wang Yao's.

There are more than twenty soul emperors at random, which is enough to show the profound foundation of the original emperor's dragon soul instructor group.

Brilliant tail flames pierced the night sky, and the rescue plan that had been planned for three years was finally implemented!

Two yellow, two purple, and four black, eight optimally matched soul rings were beating crazily around Wang Yao's body, like a peerless ferocious beast.

"Seventh Soul Skill! Martial Soul True Body!" An extremely depressed and slightly crazy roar sounded from his mouth, and the rich black-purple flame seemed to be burning on his body surface, turning into a huge A cocoon of black and purple light enveloped it.

Immediately, a deep tiger roar exploded in the air, and a majestic black-winged giant tiger descended from the sky and swooped towards the thick city wall that was fifty meters high.

The soldiers of the Xihai Soul Mentor Regiment patrolling the city wall were instantly alarmed and looked up in shock.

Hai Xiao did order them to be on guard tonight, but Wang Yao's appearance was too sudden.

It actually took less than a breath of time to destroy Yu Yun and the Lanhai Soul Instructor Group under his command, relying on Yaoyang's fifth soul skill that could hide his body, his sixth soul skill of group mental attack, and Wang Yao's dark attribute field did not reveal even a trace of movement.

On the city wall, a middle-aged man who looked like a squad leader of the Xihai Soul Instructor Group was the first to react. While releasing his martial soul, he did not forget to wrap his voice with soul power and shout loudly: "The enemy is attacking! Everyone obey the order! Hold fast to the fixed soul cannon position on the city wall and annihilate the enemy!"

The quality of the soldiers of the Xihai Soul Instructor Group is obviously much higher than that of Yu Yun's Lanhai Soul Instructor Group.

The soldiers quickly calmed down under the command of the squad leader and turned the dark metal barrel of the fixed soul cannon on the city wall.

In order to resist the rebellious sea soul beasts, there is a barrel of a fourth-level fixed soul cannon almost every few dozen meters on the city wall.

The power of the fourth-level fixed soul cannon is equivalent to a full blow at the soul sect level, but if all of them are integrated, the power is quite terrifying.

A huge red octopus appeared behind the captain, two yellow, three purple and one black. Six soul rings rose instantly, showing his Soul Emperor level cultivation.

Although it's not the best soul ring ratio, it's still pretty good.

But he ignored an important issue, which was Wang Yao's strength.

The black-winged giant tiger that was more than 20 meters long when Wang Yao transformed into his martial spirit true form did not become clumsy due to its huge size. Instead, it was as flexible as a civet cat.

With the help of the black wings behind it, the speed is even more amazing. It turned into a black afterimage, and even its virtual shadow was difficult to capture with just sight.

Almost as soon as the squad leader finished speaking, it was already on top of his head.

A pair of tiger claws struck down, and with a crashing sound, a gap was torn out of the originally solid and thick city wall in an instant. Even the surrounding fixed soul cannons fixed on the city wall were also blown away.

"Boom -" In the desperate eyes of the squad leader, the giant tiger nailed him to the bluestone floor with another palm. His limbs were twisted into human shapes, blood was everywhere, and pieces of internal organs were constantly coughing out of his nose. It seems that he is no longer alive.

"Captain!" The surrounding soldiers of the Xihai Soul Mentor Group felt cold all over. Even the most elite soldiers will feel the emotion of fear when facing death.

The battlefield was changing rapidly, and they were distracted for a moment. The elites of the Far Emperor Dragon Soul Instructor Group following Wang Yan had already crossed the area covered by the fixed soul cannon.

What followed was a complete massacre.

A top soul Douluo and an eighth-level soul mentor, plus more than twenty soul emperors, such a luxurious lineup cannot even be favored by a powerful Titled Douluo, let alone the soldier cultivators of the Xihai Soul Mentor Corps. Most of them are around level 40.

Wang Yao did not take action against the defeated soldiers of the West Sea Soul Mentor Corps. Instead, he raised his huge head in the spirit of his true form and looked up in the direction of the castle in the center of the island if he sensed it.

As if in response to his gaze, a bucket-thick blue-purple electric light suddenly shot out from the night sky above the castle, lighting up the island shrouded in darkness.

Haixiao, wearing dark blue armor, revealed her figure in the electric light. Mixed emotions of anger and surprise emerged from his shining eyes.

"Wang Xiao, is it you?! Are you still alive?!"

Is anyone watching?