Chapter 492 Yin and Yang Soul Sighting

Some of Qing'er's abilities have been known for a long time, so there is not much surprise. According to the direction pointed out by Qinger, everyone galloped all the way.

Li Qing's former capital of the Mingxiao Empire is in the north of the mainland, which is relatively the closest to the frozen demon realm. Huangfu Yuran rushed to the frozen demon realm alone, and the fluctuation of killing practitioners first shocked Li Qing and the people of the soul-killing hall.

Li Qing was shocked first, and then resolutely set out with He Fenghuan to help him. No matter whether Huangfu Yuran was around him now or not, he would go to help him.

Will Huangfu Yuran give them the opportunity to come and help? Obviously not. Huangfu Yuran feels absolutely good now. Coupled with 30 years of uninterrupted cultivation and the boundary energy left by Xiaoyaozi, he has endless energy all over his body.

So Huangfu Yuran went all the way to the Yinyang Valley where the Soul Killing Hall is located. This place has been here before, and this time it is no longer so strange. He entered the Yinyang Valley and found the place where he was ambushed last time. Huangfu Yuran narrowed his eyes and looked at the building in front of him.

Suddenly, Huangfu Yu suddenly moved, turned his hand and took out the soul-spiring knife and swept it out, and a blood-red knife roared out. There was a sound of breaking, and the building in front of him was cut into countless pieces by Huangfu Yuran.

In this way, it also shocked the people of the soul-spiring hall. A group of disciples of the soul-ring hall rushed out of the shadow with weapons in their hands and immediately surrounded Huangfu Yuran. They have not seen Huangfu Yuran. After all, 30 years ago, Huangfu Yuran had not reached the well-known level.

Huangfu Yuran glanced coldly at the disciples of the Soul-Saying Hall surrounded him, and his body flashed by with a snorting voice. A figure of Huangfu Yuran appeared behind the disciples of the Soul-Saying Hall. All the shadows were cut at the same time, and all the disciples of the Soul Sing Hall were cut off by Huangfu Yuran before they could react.

You can't blame Huangfu Yuran for being cruel. You can only complain that they don't have enough cultivation and dare to come out to surround Huangfu Yuran. After Huangfu Yuran killed these disciples of the Soul-killing Hall, he raised his feet and walked to the apse of the Soul-killing Hall, which was the real place of the Soul-killing Hall.

If you want to shake the foundation of a sect, one is to destroy its treasures, and the other is to erase all the elites who have advanced cultivation in the sect. Naturally, Huangfu Yuran will not look for the so-called treasure of the soul-sama hall, so the second road is the simplest.

Huangfu Yuran, who walked to the apse of the Soul Silla Hall, suddenly felt that he was gradually surrounded. Perhaps it was Huangfu Yuran's skillful and did not pay attention to these practitioners, or because Huangfu Yuran did not notice it at all.

When he walked to the apse and took a look, Huangfu Yuran squeezed his lips and smiled. In front of him was a fairly spacious open space, and dozens of practitioners had been standing there waiting. Huangfu Yuran's arrival did not seem to surprise them, and they looked at Huangfu Yuran who came in step by step with a natural face.

Huangfu Yuran smiled and said, "When did my Huangfu Yuran have such face? It's really flam to bother so many practitioners with cultivation above the combined period to welcome them in person!"

"I had known that the Lord was coming, but now I have finally arrived. How can we greet the Lord without the best etiquette?" Ziyan, with a cold face, came out of a kind of practitioners as she spoke.

Huangfu Yuran stared at Ziyan for a long time before he nodded slightly and said, "It turned out to be your cold fairy Ziyan, hum! Do you still respect the Lord? When did you see me as the Lord? Didn't you always want to kill me? Today, Huangfu Yuran is standing here, and I want to see how you will kill me!"

Huangfu Yuran waved the soul-stricidal knife and put on a posture to fight, because he now also feels that the cultivation of the practitioners hidden in the dark around him is basically a Mahayana period. He is not afraid of the first two, but these few are not good, although Huangfu Yuran has never been afraid, However, it is still a little difficult for one person to fight alone in so many Mahayana periods.

Ziyan couldn't help but be shocked. Although when Huangfu Yuran was sealed 30 years ago, everyone thought that there should be a lot of cultivation when Huangfu Yuran came out again, but she didn't expect that the cold fairy Ziyan could not see through in nearly 30 years.

Since the cultivation is high, use wheel tactics and soul-seating arrays, which is also a formation that made Huangfu Yuran suffer a lot at the beginning. Huangfu Yuran saw the movements of the practitioners behind Ziyan and knew that the array to be arranged next was extraordinary, because the eight or sixty-four arrays were all practitioners in the later stage of Mahayana cultivation.

When they finished the array, the scene in front of Huangfu Yuran changed, and the original buildings and other things no longer existed. Huangfu Yuran seemed to be in a melting furnace, and the surrounding hot temperature roasted Huangfu Yuran's body and Yuansheng.

He still disdained these Huangfu Yuran and waved a layer of ice outside his body, separating the hot temperature from the outside. It's just that Huangfu Yu puzzled why there was no flame at such a high temperature.

I was thinking that the temperature in the array suddenly dropped sharply. Before Huangfu Yuran could react, it had fallen below the freezing point, and a grain of ice crystals had formed in the surrounding air.

Huangfu Yuran narrowed his eyes and withdrew the ice around him and looked around. This is the power of the yin and yang soul killing array, which is also a kind of spiritual torture for people to survive in extreme temperatures.

"Huangfu Yuran, the last time you brought someone to attack my soul-spiring hall, you were restrained by this yin and yang soul-spiring array. Now that you are alone, who else will come back to help you? In the yin and yang soul- killing array, the hot and cold temperature will quickly consume your true element, and then it will devour your soul. Ziyan's voice floated in faintly from outside the array and clearly reached Huangfu Yuran's ears word by word.

"Well..." Huangfu Yuran didn't say a word, half squinted and sprinkled a fog to wrap himself. Although he could not stop the heat and cold of the yin and yang exchange, he could also block the sight of those outside the soul-shaling hallmen outside the array.

When he was wrapped in gray fog, Huangfu Yuran's body gradually integrated into the air and slowly approached the edge of the formation. The fog in the middle is just a way to blind the eyes, confusing the eyes of the practitioner and covering up the position of the master.

Perhaps the practitioners who presided over the yin and yang soul-shattering array did not care where Huangfu Yuran was, and always thought that they were still in the gray fog. Moreover, this yin and yang soul-sling array is the kind of continuous. The longer the array, the greater the temperature change, the greater the damage.

Huangfu Yuran felt that the divine consciousness locked the position of a true person, because it was within the array, and the distance estimation was not realistic at all. But I can only try it in this way. Huangfu Yuran shouted angrily, "Break it!" He suddenly appeared and raised his knife with both hands and cut it down fiercely.

The remnant soul-stricken knife encountered a trace of resistance, followed by the sound of defeat and being torn. Huangfu Yuran gently raised his eyebrows. He knew that he had bet right, and this knife really hit a practitioners.

Under this knife, no one has ever escaped death, although it is not Huangfu Yuran's full blow. Because one of the practitioners who presided over the array died, the array shook and there was a gap. Although it was only for a moment, Huangfu Yuran still rushed out of the gap.

After rushing out of the array, Huangfu Yuran began to wield a knife to kill, and all the people of the soul-killing hall who couldn't stand it for a moment were split in half by Huangfu Yuran. The surroundings gradually began to fill with a bloody atmosphere, and Huangfu Yuran's mind was chaotic, and there were souls in front of him.

Huangfu Yuran roared, and a red virtual shadow appeared in his body. His arms grew and whipped the doormen of the soul-killing hall in the distance, and those nearby were all killed by Huangfu Yuran. The sixty-four eyes of the yin and yang soul-killing array were killed by Huangfu Yuran in less than a cup of tea. Huangfu Yuran did not seem to have enough to kill. He waved his hand and threw out a gray fog, and the undead rushed out from inside and rushed to the surrounding soul-killing hallmen.

The yin and yang soul- Killing array can be regarded as the mountain defense of the Soul- Killing Hall. At this time, it was broken by Huangfu Yuran and immediately suppressed the morale of the Soul Killing Hall. Huangfu Yuran alone was more than enough to fight against the practitioners of 30 or 50 combined periods. Coupled with the abuse of the red shadow and the thousands of undead troops, thousands of practitioners in the soul-killing hall could not get close for a while.

Ziyan frowned and looked at Huangfu Yuran, who was killing crazily in the crowd. It seemed that Huangfu Yuran was no longer the white-faced scholar in those years. In a blink of an eye, looking at the disciples who were killed by Huangfu Yuran, Ziyan sighed, and the Soul Killing Hall will no longer exist after this disaster today.

So Ziyan scolded gently: "Let's withdraw. There will be no soul-shouming hall from now on!" After saying that, he turned around and flew outside the soul-sama hall.

Huangfu Yuran was stunned by what Ziyan said, and then continued to kill. No matter whether the soul-killing hall exists, the practitioners present must die! As for Ziyan, who has flown away, Huangfu Yuran didn't pay attention to it at all, and her speed is not as fast as Huangfu Yuran.

Huangfu Yuran and the blood-red virtual shadow are combined into one. Each move will take away several lives, and some of them are entangled by the army of the dead and can't get out. They live and die under the claws and teeth of the dead. Some of them even flew up quickly, but were sucked back and killed by Huangfu Yuran.

Huangfu Yuran has only one idea in his heart, and he can't let go of any of them, including Ziyan, who has flown far away.

It's just that before Huangfu Yuran killed all the disciples of the Soul Hall to chase Ziyan, someone had stopped Ziyan.