Chapter 575 Young Decision!

Di Yao's face was as heavy as water, and he didn't say a word. However, other people couldn't help shaking their hearts and were horrified. Shaoqiu was also creepy and moved. He muttered, "Not even Shaoyu is an opponent, and this secret art is really powerful. What's the purpose of the divine master's sudden talk about this today?

"Hahahaha--" He stared at the eight generals and suddenly smiled, "If I'm not blind, the eight people in front of me are not real human beings at all, but use this secret technique to seal the soul in the mask to condense the virtual human body!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar. Not to mention that Shaoqiu, Chang'e and Ai Sang are stunned, even the Sanyi family is also creepy - the Bala God General is the personal guard of Emperor Yao. She never thought that the guard she sees every day will be the soul condensed!

Everyone's eyes looked at Di Yao. Di Yao sneered, raised his head slightly, and said, "This legend is really beautiful. Does the divine master think that I actually know the art of soul search imaging? Do you still condense such a vivid eight guards?"

"Of course you don't understand, but someone understands." He smiled and suddenly sighed loudly, "Oh, Lord, it was said that you died in the hands of the young man, but I didn't expect you to change and cheat the whole wilderness!"

Everyone is very terrmented - isn't the legendary Shaojue at the scene at this time?

Suddenly, I heard someone smile: "What a god, I don't know when you will see the secret?"

Shaoqiu and others looked at it in surprise and were stunned, but they saw that it was Long Yan who spoke!

This Longyan's temperament is gloomy and restrained, with a strange atmosphere like a virtual shadow all over his body. However, he has been the Gangyan Mu of the Yanhuang Alliance for more than 20 years, and he has been swaying behind everyone all day long, and everyone is used to it, thinking that his temperament is like this. No one expected that this person would be the protagonist of the civil strife in those years - Wu Shaojue!

He even met Shaoqi several times and was not recognized!

"Long Yan?" Sanyi said in surprise, "You... are you really Shaojue?"

Long Yan bowed and saluted: "It's my subordinates Shaojue."

"But... aren't you dead?" Sanyi looked at him up and down and said strangely, "And you and Shaojue don't have any similarity?"

Long Yan bowed and did not answer, and glanced at Di Yao. Di Yao closed his eyes and sighed and waved his hand. Long Yan said, "I dare not hide the emperor's mother. My subordinates really almost died 30 years ago. In fact, my body has died in the hands of Shao Mi, but it was later saved by your majesty. Thanks to your majesty's gift, I found a fresh body for my subordinates. At present, when my soul is about to disperse, my subordinates use the soul search to seal all their soul, spiritual power and memory in this body. From then on, I have served your majesty as Longyan.

Di Yao looked at his wife and said gently, "Madam, I don't have the intention to hide it from you, but this matter is too serious. Mi Shaojue and Shaoqi are big enemies. For the sake of Yan Huang Ji, no one has ever said it. Moreover, after he became a dragon's word, he has already put down his feud with the door and is dedicated to working for me. Therefore, there is no such person in the world.

"Not necessarily?" Sanyi snorted, "In the past 20 years, the relationship between your majesty and the young man has become more and more estranged, so that in the battle of witches, you have to completely protect the witch gate. It must have nothing to do with this dragon word, right?"

"Uh-huh..." Di Yao said awkwardly, "This thing, that thing. Besides, Shaoyu didn't find that Longyan was Shaojue!"

"With Shaoqi's magic power, will he not find out? With the forbearance of the young man, did he find it difficult to develop with you? Sanyi said angrily, "He will only unite with ambitious people such as Yu Gifu and Yao Chonghua to secretly mess with you! Isn't Xun Gao's 10,000 army plotted by him?

Di Yao stopped talking. Long Yan lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows without saying a word. At that time, the holy man who was tough and determined to kill him really became a minister and servant.

Shaoqiu stared at the mask of gold, copper, iron, jade, leather, stone, pottery and wood in the courtyard in surprise. Thinking that this was actually the souls of the eight masters sealed in the mask, he couldn't figure out what it was like for a moment. However, he was deeply afraid of this Bula God General. In those years, even the Shaoqi family was almost killed by this kind of ghost. Although the clothes were strong, it may not be stronger than the Shaoqi family. It seems that this victory is unpredictable! No wonder Di Yao boasted that he could dress casually and pick people to gamble.

At this time, he put on his clothes and smiled. His face was like dead wood, and there was no expression when he smiled. It seemed that the bark of the dead tree was more wrinkled a little: "Well, since I have figured out the origin of the opponent, I am interested in partnering with them. After all, the confrontation with ghosts is not something that ordinary people can meet."

The sleeves of the robe are brushed, and the figure stands proudly in the middle of the courtyard. The mask of the Bala god general suddenly staggered and flew, forming a circle, and the cloak was surrounded in the middle. The mask flew like lightning, turning faster and faster, and it actually condensed into a real wall! The wind roared, mixed with the faint sound of ghost crying and howling, and the straight ears and drums, everyone was turbulent.

"Princess, I will seal the ear drum for you." Long Yan said in a low voice.

Ai Sang nodded, Long Yan waved his hands, wiped it against her ear canal, and suddenly isolated all the sounds. The rest of the people were top masters. Long Yan was not worried about accidental injury. He bowed and retreated behind Di Yao, and his eyes did not even look at the duel between the two sides.

He stood in his clothes in the array, and the hissing that destroyed people had almost no impact on him. Suddenly, there was a darkness in front of his eyes, and a huge bronze mask appeared in front of him! I don't know how big that face is. It's like covering the heaven and the earth. The big mouth is up and down to the ground. In the middle is a huge black mouth, which bursts out with a strong adsorption force and is about to suck him in.

Turning his head again, his face was even more solemn. Masks from all sides have gathered. In this turn of the face, the masks have become smaller, but they are dense and overlapping. I don't know how many there are. Gold, copper, iron, jade, leather, stone, pottery, wood, large and small masks cover him tightly.

With a stroke of his right hand, a black fog wrapped around his body. Countless masks hit the seal condensed by chaotic force, bursting out a soft sound, and then there was a desperate cry and crying. Chaotic force is the primitive state of all matter, which is immune to all substances biochemically from yin and yang, but this soul is the most strange. It is the ultimate thing of spiritual power and can most injure people's minds. Although the chaotic seal of the cloak cannot be broken, the soul attack from the burst of the mask cannot be stopped by the seal.

Although the cloak is powerful, the body is human, and it is inevitable to have its own soul. Under the attack of these eight souls, he slowly noticed that the soul in his spiritual ora seemed to have signs of flying out of the body. He couldn't help but be shocked, so he had to force the magic power to stabilize his mind. Observe silently.

In the final analysis, the master's understanding of the soul is far less than that of the witch. Even the young master has suffered a great loss. How can he get through it easily?

Suddenly, he smiled and said, "So it is!"

After saying that, he twisted his hands, and the chaotic seal around him suddenly turned into a blazing fire, squeaking - countless souls hit the flames, making a painful cry, and retreating in panic.

- It's that simple. The flame is the nemesis of all evil things. After all, such evil things are still afraid of fire!

The cloak suddenly relaxed, and the ten fingers flew, turning the powerful chaotic force into a fire element. Suddenly, there were floating flames everywhere in the array, like thousands of lamps. Those masks passed through the lamp, all squeaked and retreated in a panic, and some were directly refined by the high-intensity flame.

Outside the Bala God Array, everyone stared nervously. They could no longer see the shadow of the cloak. There was a black fog everywhere in the courtyard. Countless masks shuttled through the fog, with a sharp roar, like ghosts crying. In the middle, there is a faint flame that suddenly disappears and shines.

"Long Yan, do you think this Bula God Array can trap the clothes?" Di Yao was worried.

"Your Majesty, rest assured that this Ba La Shen array is a kind of soul attack. As long as the clothes are physical, it must be effective. When his three souls and seven souls are scattered, this person will become an idiot even if he does not die. Long Yan suddenly smiled coldly, "He has been tricked."

In the Ba La Shen array.

The shawl slowly raised the flames around him, and he wanted to completely refine all his souls. Suddenly, there was a pain on his shoulder. A mask actually passed through the flames and flew like lightning, hitting his left shoulder. The force was very light, but with a cold and cold corrosive force, the muscle bone that was hit was numb.