Chapter 525 Phantom of the Soul

"Who are they? Why is even the saint so polite to them? The crowd below made a fuss, all surprised by the attitude of the omnipotent saint in their eyes towards the outsider. How did they know that the holy teacher in their eyes was completely below at this time.

"The soul world has dealt with our ancient imperial world several times. We just escaped back some interest today. Let the Phantom come out. Otherwise, I'm afraid you three can't keep it alone. The old man of the tomb opened his mouth, and his voice was flat, but it revealed a deterrent that had to be believed.

"The master of the world is in a retreat, and it is not convenient to meet guests. If you have something to do, please talk to Qingfeng." Jian Qingfeng forcibly calmed his mind, and then he was neither humble nor arrogant. How could he not help this old man who dominated all walks of life in the universe? However, in order to support the scene of the soul world, Jian Qingfeng could only brace himself to show his attitude.

"In this case, there is nothing to say. Naturally, we have a way to force him out." The old man of the tomb stopped talking nonsense and waved his hand. The five people in the ancient imperial world were ready to do it.

"Bold, in the soul world, how can you let your outsiders be presumptuous!" Before Jian Qingfeng opened his mouth, the soul Qingfeng beside him was the first to attack. When he waved his hand, a black and white river flashed out and attacked the old man in the tomb. This soul breeze is a new arcane power in the soul world for ten thousand years. For him, the old man of the tomb is just a newcomer. There is nothing to fear.

Humph!

With a soft hum, the old man's robe sleeves of the tomb were shaken, and a black and white whirlpool suddenly formed, and the rear cover turned to the black and white river.

Wow!

When the black and white river encountered a black and white whirlpool, it involuntarily turned to the center of the whirlpool. Tomb Yunfeng was shocked. He could see that this black and white whirlpool was a way to use strength in Taiji.

Sure enough, Tomb Yunfeng just realized that the black and white river actually swam in the black and white whirlpool, and then directly counterattacked back. The black and white river that counterattacked back passed through the bonus of the black and white whirlpool, and the force was even stronger.

Soul Qingfeng was shocked. He had never seen anyone who could resolve such an offensive so lightly. However, he was surprised. He also knew that if he didn't act, he would die. His hands drew round fiercely, and a round black and white shield appeared in front of him, looking at the black and white river that blocked the counterattack.

Boom!

The black and white river hit the black and white shield, which suddenly shocked the weather, and countless space cracks appeared in the surrounding space.

Dip...

The sound of footsteps sounded in the space. In order to resist the attack of the old man of the tomb, the soul Qingfeng could only retreat while guarding, and his strength was concentrated on the defense.

This scene suddenly surprised several people on both sides. An understated counterattack is to make a backbone of one side lose so much, and the gap between the two sides is self-evident.

"Huh! Phantom of the Soul, since you can't come out of the Holy Soul Hall, we will break your Holy Soul Hall. The angry emperor dragon was also inspired by the ** of the old man of the tomb. He roared, and the dragon's tail turned into a blood-red dragon tail and attacked fiercely, with a series of welcome to the waist of the towering holy soul hall.

"You dare!" The Holy Soul Hall is the holy place of the soul world, which is the same not only for the ordinary people in the soul world, but also for the arcane realm of Jian Qingfeng. Therefore, when they saw such movements of the angry emperor dragon, they all took action angrily and blocked the dragon tail of the angry emperor dragon.

"Huh! It's about to break the Holy Soul Hall of your soul world!" Feng Yun also snorted coldly and finally took action. As soon as Feng Yun took action, he blocked the attack of Jian Qingfeng and dealt with a Jian Qingfeng, which was still not a problem for Feng Yun.

As for the remaining soul white and soul green peak, they were blocked by Tomb Yunfeng and Cailin one by one. At this time, Tomb Yunfeng is already a strong man in the middle of the arcane realm, and he is still competent enough to deal with a soul whitening. As for the old man of the tomb, he floated out and went to the Holy Soul Hall.

"Phantom of the Soul, since you don't come out, don't blame me for his heavy action!" The old man of the tomb drank lightly and finally took action again.

I saw a spherical Taiji pattern appear between his constantly waving hands, and the Taiji ball is still rotating violently.

The rumble...

First of all, the dragon tail of the angry emperor dragon was thrown on the waist of the Holy Soul Hall. Suddenly, the Holy Soul Hall kept shaking and moaning. Even, the visible black fog on the Holy Soul Hall surged out, as if the Holy Soul Hall could not withstand such violent attacks and spewed out.

The Holy Soul Hall was constantly trembling, and the attack of the old tomb also came at this time. The attack of the old man in the tomb is different from that of the angry emperor dragon, which is an attack that concentrates on one point.

With a roar and the violent trembling of the Holy Soul Hall, a black hole appeared directly in the half waist of the Holy Soul Hall, and the black and white light ball of the old man of the tomb actually penetrated directly and disappeared.

"The Holy Land is broken! Ah! They, they actually broke the Holy Land. Fight, let's go together, we must kill these hateful outsiders!" As soon as the people below saw that the holy land in their hearts had been destroyed out of a hole, they were shocked and then turned into a strong and unconcealed anger.

Tens of thousands of people below suddenly rose up and came directly to the tomb old man and the angry emperor dragon. In their eyes, the holy land is inviolable, and those who invade the holy land should go to hell.

It's just that they don't know the depth of these people, so they just die meaninglessly.

The old man of the tomb sighed, but there was not much pity in his eyes. In human struggle, the life of the weak is just as worth mentioning as a meteor. If you don't measure yourself and have to rush up, you will only pass through the long river of history.

The old man of the tomb did not know how many lives fell in his hands, and it was still the same at this time. With a wave, all the people close to him were directly annihilated. There was no pain, only the sighing breath of life disappeared.

The tomb Yunfeng beside him also saw this scene, but for him, this kind of scene was not strange. At this time, life is no longer valuable, but who should be to blame? I can only blame myself and the irreversible trend.

Alas...

With a sigh, Tomb Yunfeng wiped out the surrounding crowd, and then continued to collide with the soul white.

"Tomb old man, you ancient emperors bully people too much. Don't blame my soul phantom for being ruthless!" Just as the war between the two sides was getting hotter and hotter, a cold shout full of anger came from the Holy Soul Hall. Although the voice is cold, it still has an unconcealed charm. Tomb Yunfeng and others were undisturbed, but the crowd below lost their sane in an instant and turned directly and galloped away from the Holy Soul Hall.

"Phantom of the Soul, you are finally willing to come out!" The old man of the tomb stood with his hands and quietly looked at the highest part of the Holy Soul Hall. There, a graceful and enchanting figure stood happily. Behind her, a dark shadow stood quietly, looking at several people in the ancient imperial world with cold eyes like electricity.