A pale gold shield with a square circle of 100 zhang.

The purple shadow man inside was condensed by a divine thought that broke through the sky.

"The person who sent out this divine thought was done by the peak god in the later stage, and it was a spiritual cultivator!"

"According to the information you passed down to me, I have already judged it, don't worry," Zhao Xiang replied with a cold voice, "Although the Purple Shadow Man is only transformed by divine thoughts, he can't kill the enemy by leapfrogging like the main body, but he can also kill the strongest people in the same rank, you can breathe and cultivate first, he still has the energy of one blow at most, and I can still handle it." ”

Hearing Zhao Xiang's soul transmission, the artifact soul searching ancient demon, his gaze immediately swept over him.

A hint of surprise appeared on the ancient demon's slightly pale face, and he took a cool breath.

It has not been ten days since the Great Elder of the Undead Clan, Ximen Hu, was distracted.

But even if it was far more than ten days, these ten days were not even enough time for a monk of his level to retreat.

However, in such a short period of time, Zhao Xiang broke through the realm of major cultivation.

More importantly, it has taken another big step forward in its strength.

This was mainly due to the fact that he successfully absorbed and refined the Hongmeng Qi, and thus entered the Ascension Period of the Higher Interface.

Not only that, but the ancient demon also vaguely felt a different kind of aura from Zhao Xiang's body.

This aura was extremely faint, but the faintly revealed aura made the ancient demon's heart tremble.

"yes, why is this aura so unpredictable, and there is a great sense of crisis in it? Fortunately, I am only one of the spirit in the artifact he uses, otherwise, this aura will kill me!" The ancient demon of the soul search sword flickered and thought to himself, "Could it be...... The power of reincarnation, the power of devouring?"

Naturally, there are also Rael and Divine Ring Instrument Spirit Ling'er who have the same idea as the Instrument Spirit Ancient Demon.

Including the thirty-eight thirteen-layer altar professionals who were running the Golden Thunder Rune Array and the Golden Flame Rune Array.

They were amazed at the strength that Zhao Xiang showed in a short period of time, and at the same time they were more confident in the outcome of this battle.

The eyes of the Divine Ring team led by the ancient demons suddenly shifted from Zhao Xiang.

Because of this moment, the purple shadow man who was a hundred feet away suddenly disappeared.

Almost at the same time, a purple Yuanli giant palm appeared.

They all stared at the Yuanli Giant Palm that was about to bombard down from Zhao Xiang's head.

There was a hint of worry hidden in everyone's eyes, after all, the power of this reappeared giant palm was doubled compared to before.

Brother Xiang, will Boss be able to successfully defeat this fierce and domineering purple Yuanli giant palm this time?

Rael, the Ancient Demon, Ling'er, and the thirty-eight thirteen-layer altar professionals thought secretly.

They all made comparisons in their minds:

If they fight alone, they have no chance of winning, and even if they attack together, there is no one percent chance of saving their lives.

The members of the Divine Ring Team scattered everywhere were all holding their breath at this moment and carefully observing the tension.

Carefully, the colorful light in his eyes flickered, and he stretched out his hand and swept straight to the space above his head.

"Disperse!" the flat voice came out of Zhao Xiang's mouth faintly and coldly.

Above Zhao Xiang's head, a faint gray suddenly appeared in the space that was vaguely brushed by his palm.

From the shattered purple Yuanli giant palm, a high, gray-covered imaginary palm suddenly poked out.

Under the continuous rotation of the gray imaginary palm.

The purple Yuanli giant palm immediately made a hissing and tearing sound.

The original purple Yuanli giant palm was pressed down, and the shield space where Zhao Xiang was located dimmed, as if from day to night.

And when Zhao Xiang's virtual gray palm rotated on the purple Yuanli giant palm.

The darkness of the night was moving towards the day at an incomparably fast speed.

On the purple Yuanli Giant Palm, where Zhao Xiang's imaginary palm wrapped in the power of gray reincarnation rotated, a trace of devastating fluctuations spread out in concentric circles to the surroundings, so the entire Purple Yuanli Giant Palm was immediately stirred up into a huge hole.

As if igniting the first fire of the dark night, the purple Yuanli giant palm broke, Zhao Xiang did not stop the rotation of the imaginary palm, but his arm shook, and his hands rolled like wheels, and the imaginary palm in the middle of the purple Yuanli giant palm rotated faster and faster, and there was a destructive force that rushed towards the edge of the purple Yuanli giant palm.

Crunch crunch - in the moment of worry in the hearts of all the members of the Ring Squad.

It was so huge that it seemed to be about to envelop half of the space above the shield into fragments of different shapes and sizes, scattering in the void above Zhao Xiang's head, as if a rain of purple light was falling.

The purple light rain was finally sucked up by Zhao Xiang's devouring funnel.

After shattering the Purple Yuanli Giant Palm, the Rael people who were paying attention to the battle between Zhao Xiang and the Purple Shadow Man all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But Zhao Xiang turned his eyes and looked at an extremely hidden corner a hundred zhang away from him.

"Hmph, do you want to hide there and escape?" Zhao Xiangru's voice sounded.

Rael, Ling'er, Gu Mo and others were all surprised by Zhao Xiang's actions.

Wasn't the Purple Shadow Man destroyed? Could it be that he was still hiding in the pale gold shield, waiting for an opportunity to make a move?

They immediately saw Zhao Xiang standing like a mountain in the shield, and with a wave of his right hand, a blue light shot out.

In the next moment, Lan Mang vaguely arrived at the place where Zhao Xiang's soul was tightly locked outside.

The blue curtain of light the size of a manhole cover disappeared like a hungry wolf pounced.

In a thousandth of an instant, a blue point of light returned to the center of Zhao Xiang's open left palm.

The blue light dispersed, and there was an open scroll-shaped book, lying quietly in the palm of his hand.

It was the Soul Slip scroll that Zhao Xiang unexpectedly unexpectedly displayed.

At this moment, the soul simple spirit Ah Jian was already standing beside Zhao Xiang, looking very tidy.

Together with Zhao Xiang, he was looking at the almost transparent villain in the Soul Jane Scroll with a curious gaze.

This villain has no hair on his body, but he has a nose and eyes, and there is unwillingness, anger, and hatred on his face.

Seeing this, Zhao Xiang and Ah Jian naturally knew that this villain was the previous Purple Shadow Man.

The Purple Shadow Man was condensed by a trace of divine thought or soul separated from the great god-level spiritual cultivation of Hongmeng Emperor, because he had exhausted nearly ninety percent of the energy of this soul, and the remaining one percent was not enough for him to conjure up clothes, so he was naked, and he was defeated by Zhao Xiang, whose cultivation realm was far weaker than him, so he naturally hated Zhao Xiang to the core.

"Hmph, don't look at me with this kind of gaze," Zhao Xiang sneered, "The reason why you are not completely destroyed is because you still have some use value for me at present." Say, why did you want to destroy the disciples and descendants of Zhao Wuving, the master of the Infinite God Realm Talisman Sect, when they first met? I don't think you should wait for me to search your soul with the Soul Searcher, right?"

Zhao Xiang glanced at Ah Jian, who was standing beside him.

Ah Jian took a step forward, lowered his head and stared at the villain in the scroll of Soul Jane in Zhao Xiang's palm, and said deliberately: "I enjoy the taste of soul searching, you don't really want to taste it, right?"