Ling Xuanluo was forced by the situation, and although he was seriously injured, he had to merge all his strength into the dantian and use the Wanyu Jue. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

From the time he entered the Cosmic Void Realm to the condensation of the power of the Vorteum, it seemed that he had spent a long time in the Netherworld, but for those who were in the Temple Square, it was only a few seconds in the past.

There was no substantial change in the enemy's movements, Yan Jiuzheng was ordered by the south wind to command thousands of steel soul soldiers to form a misty smoke array and attack him, and he also happened to raise his palms to face the enemy formation.

But after this moment, a whirlwind of black smoke formed by the aggregation of thousands of ghost soldiers swept in, threatening to devour him in one bite.

At this time, the cosmic energy in his palm loomed, but the surface was silent, so the situation reversed sharply - the tornado was violent, and it could succeed in the blink of an eye, but somehow, it stopped a meter away from him, and swayed back and forth, hesitating whether to move forward or retreat.

Seeing this, Yan Jiu was so anxious that he raised his thin throat and shouted: "Forward, move forward quickly!"

Ling Xuanluo tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a weird sneer, and said, "If you want to enter, let you in", she fulfilled her wish, aimed her palms at the whirlwind, and soon sank into the black hole of the two rounds of air currents.

The Steel Soul Soldier uses black smoke as a cover to attack the target, which is already a habitual method, and he has not missed a move so far, but this time he has met a nemesis.

Black smoke to black hole, when the black smoke is exposed to the mouth of the black hole, they can't hide, they are sucked back to their original state by the powerful suction, one after another fly out of the high-speed rotating wind circle, and they can't help but fall into a bottomless cave.

For a while, there was a crying father and a mother in front of the temple, and the black smoke whirlwind was rampant and domineering for many years, encountering a strong enemy for the first time, and decomposing little by little, until all the steel soul soldiers were locked up by Ling Xuanluo into the cosmic space built by Wan Yu Jue, and there was no trace of wind blowing on the ground.

Although the steel soul soldiers could not die, they were counterattacked by Ling Xuanluo to shake the universe, and they suddenly became a pot of porridge. After falling into the black hole, they lost their center of gravity, tossed up and down, and wanted to flee out, but no one could get out, so they could only huddle together in a mess, and the black armor collided with each other, making a huge "ping-pong" sound.

The black hole is pitch black, and there is no other form of material existence in it except darkness, and there is no beautiful scenery of stars and moons for those who fall into it to enjoy.

This sense of emptiness accompanied only by darkness brings extreme fear, no matter which race of beings in the Six Realms, once trapped, the feeling of despair that has their courage sucked away is ten thousand times better than hell.

In less than half a pillar of incense, all the ghost soldiers in the whirlwind were all cleaned up by him just before they intended to devour Ling Xuanluo. Except for the howls of ghosts and wolves echoing in the square, no one can find any trace of the disappeared person.

Yan Jiu has been training for many years, and she is also experienced in the battlefield, but her divine skills refer to the highest level of Tianchan, and the only thing she can do is to open her mouth wide and lead the remaining ghost soldiers to retreat. In the eyes of these people, Ling Xuanluo has become a monster more terrifying than a ghost.

On the side of the Bearded Samurai, they were fighting with another wave of Steel Soul Soldiers, and they saw that the Steel Soul Soldiers were about to kill them, but when they were about to succeed, they were shocked by this powerful scene, and they also stopped, and they all turned back into human form.

Six hundred samurai were slaughtered en masse, but once saved, they scattered again with a sense of relief, protecting the temple building behind them.

Although Ling Xuanluo controlled Yan Jiu's army with lightning speed, his blood and qi surged, and he was afraid that if he held on for another three or five minutes at most, his strength would be exhausted and he would lose his combat effectiveness.

He glanced at his feet, time seemed to freeze on the battlefield, and both the enemy and the bearded samurai were all fixed in various postures, all with shocked expressions, and no one could move.

He checked everywhere, but was shocked to find that there was one person missing from the enemy formation, Elder South Wind.

(To be continued.) )