Chapter 70 Catch

After the soul was sucked into the ancient mirror, the disciple of the wilderness gate shouted, "Brother, I have become an attack and collected a soul." A voice at the other end of the forest said, "Brother Du, I also received a soul. Counting this one, there are still two left."

There are a total of four people in the forest, and the highest cultivation is the late Yuan Dynasty, that is, the senior brother. The four people chased the four souls respectively. Previously, due to a gust of wind, the mist in the forest was blown away, so everything looked very clear. At this time, the wind passed and the fog began to converge slowly. With the new convergence of material fog, the whole forest looks like a layer of tulle.

When only the last soul was not captured, the four people chased the last soul at the same time. After the four ran away, Zhang Yuan followed the four people slowly, and the distance between the two sides remained hundreds of meters.

The last soul floats very fast. Obviously, he should also be a monk in front of him. As this soul floated, it roared for forgiveness; "I am a disciple of Lingyin Valley, how dare you capture my soul."

The four laughed and said, "Not to mention Lingyin Valley, even if we are the disciples of the Nine Sword Palace of Nephen, we have arrested a lot." Hearing this, Zhang Yuan was shocked. He thought to himself, "What happened to them, brother? Impossible, the senior brother's cultivation is extremely high; who can hurt him? Forget it, no matter whether the brothers have encountered anything wrong or not, as long as there are the souls of the disciples of Jiujian Palace, I will find a way to save them.

This disciple of Lingyin Valley has a high cultivation and should have been a strong man at the peak of Guiyuan. At this time, although he was only the body of the soul, it can be seen that none of the four barren can easily catch him.

Four people sent out ancient mirrors and flew out of the air. They saw four ancient mirrors collide with the soul with light. The soul bounced back and shook the four ancient mirrors a few meters away.

A disciple jumped to the soul. He held an ancient mirror and looked at the soul. The light in the ancient mirror shone on the head of the soul, and the soul cried. Obviously, the strange light hurt him a lot.

Seeing that the soul is about to be sucked into the ancient mirror, at this time, the soul emits countless points of light, which are like a hot aurora, and every aurora contains a kind of energy. These energies were five elements plus wind and thunder. This disciple was hit by the aurora and immediately spit blood and flew out.

The other three hurriedly rushed up, and the aurora emitted by the soul shot at the three people, abruptly hitting the three meters away. Looking at the unique skills exerted by the soul, Zhang Yuan exclaimed, "It seems that this man's status in the Lingyin Valley is not low, otherwise, how could he have eight-pole magical skills?"

The eight-pole magic power is the supreme learning of Lingyin Valley. Lingyin Valley has never taught this skill easily, and even his disciples will not teach it easily.

After being forced back a few meters by the aurora, the three said in panic: "Quickly set up, don't let him escape." The four people rotated with each other with ancient mirrors in their hands, as if they had attracted some nameless power? After a vibration at the bottom of the earth, only four people's whole body emitted an earthy yellow cold light.

The cold light of the earth with the spell in the ancient mirror pressed the soul again. The soul lacked aura for a moment and was suppressed by this cold light. The whole body of the soul gradually bent down, and his forehead was about to bend to the ground. At this time, he seemed to be under the pressure of three mountains.

Knowing that he had no escape, a trace of fierceness flashed in his soul's eyes. Eight aurora suddenly appeared all over his body, and eight aurora converged into an air sword. The magnificent air sword took his soul and killed the lowest of the four. The soul wants to force a person away at the cost of violent energy consumption, and then the air sword takes his soul out of here.

Seeing that the air sword killed himself, the person with the lowest cultivation shouted loudly. The ancient mirror flew out of his hand, and the flying ancient mirror turned into a light curtain, blocking the air sword that wanted to break out of the siege.

The air sword stabbed on the light curtain of the ancient mirror and suddenly stirred countless flashing lights. The magnificent air sword abruptly penetrated the light curtain of the ancient mirror. At the moment when the air sword was about to go away, a skeleton appeared on the light curtain.

This skeleton stretched out Bai Sensen's claws and pulled the soul and air sword into the ancient mirror. The four tides smiled and said, "What a fool. As long as the four of us hold the mirror at the same time, there is no difference between strength and weakness. No matter which direction you run from, it is like the power of the four people. What's more, we also contribute to the energy of the earth."

Zhang Yuan thought to himself; "If you suddenly capture them and force them to say everything, the risk is relatively high. First, he is not sure that he can catch all four people. If he escapes one, his whereabouts will be exposed.

Second, even if they can be caught, if they haven't gone back for a long time, it will cause suspicion. What should I do? Which of these two methods is safer? Zhang Yuan thought in his heart; Forget it, it's better to catch them first and understand the situation inside. Only when I know the situation inside can I have a chance to save the souls of the disciples of Jiujian Palace.

Thinking of this, "Zhang Yuan decided to kill four people first."

After the four disciples of Jianhuangmen took their souls, they finally showed a relaxed smile. Suddenly, a disciple at the peak of the Yuan Dynasty shouted; "Fight away!"

Before his voice fell, a spiritual sword pierced a disciple's heart. Zhang Yuan killed a strong man in the Guiyuan period with his divine sword hundreds of meters away. He himself flew quickly to another disciple with his bare hands. The disciple only felt a figure shaking in front of him, and then his head was smashed by Zhang Yuan.

The remaining two knew that they were not Zhang Yuan's opponents, so they fled in a hurry. Zhang Yuan used spiritual power to bind and endless spiritual power to bind a disciple. Such a disciple struggled crazily. Unfortunately, the secrets he learned were too low-level, so he did not have the ability to resist at all.

Seeing that the only strong man in the late Guiyuan period ran thousands of meters away, Zhang Yuan hurriedly waved his hand and killed the third disciple of Jianhuangmen, Zhang Yuan quickly flew to the last disciple.

The disciple at the peak of Guiyuan fled in a hurry. Zhang Yuan has been chasing him closely. When the two were hundreds of meters apart, Zhang Yuan used flexible attacks. Wherever the ideological realm goes, the divine consciousness will also follow the person to reach, and an attack of the divine consciousness is deeply bombarded into the fleeing Guiyuan strong consciousness.

After Gui Yuanqiang's body trembled, he returned to normal, but this short breath time will win countless opportunities for Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan quickly killed the other party with the divine sword and the spiritual sword. The other party was worthy of being the strong man at the peak of Guiyuan. In his mind, he repelled the spiritual sword with one palm, but his body was also shot a few meters away by the powerful counterattack.

Zhang Yuan went down in the air and slapped the other party's chest. The powerful palm turned countless fallen leaves below into powder. The strong man of Guiyuan jumped and escaped several meters away, avoiding Zhang Yuan's attack without danger.

Zhang Yuan wanted to live, so he did not do his best.