In the Qitian Continent, martial artists who cultivate soul-controlling martial arts are rarer than demon beasts of the seventh and eighth levels, and their mystery is almost the same as that of spatial martial artists.

It is said that the real soul-controlling martial arts have never been circulated on the bright side, and even if someone participates in the research, it is only a messy side branch or just stays at the level of nurturing the soul, if there is a martial artist who specializes in soul control somewhere, it will basically disappear before it grows up.

A true soul control martial art and a pure soul control martial artist are like some kind of taboo!

According to rumors, the offensive methods of soul control martial artists are strange and unpredictable, and their storage zài is known as the natural enemy of body refining martial artists or ordinary demon beasts!

Pure body refining martial artists often ignore the soul and pursue the ultimate in physical fitness, and the demon beasts also chase the strength of the body, their combat power is fierce, and they can reach the realm of Martial King or Martial Venerable, but the soul is weak at least a few levels. This analogy is a bit exaggerated, but it is enough to show people's fear of soul-controlling martial artists.

Zhaoyi has lived in the border wilderness for a long time, and he only knows the surface of these secrets, which is very incomplete, but he can also see that the soul-controlling martial arts performed by this heavenly wolf envoy are definitely not ordinary side branches!

He's a true soul control martial artist, how could he be here!

It's terrifying enough for a real soul control martial artist to reach the supreme level, even Zhaoyi and them have to be afraid to avoid it, not to mention that they are still a half-saint?!

Dugu Xin also had a premonition of the crisis, so he didn't dare to move in place, and tried his best to resist the invisible soul invasion.

The Heavenly Wolf was indifferent, his blue eyes rippled strangely, and the dim space seemed to be crisscrossed with countless invisible chains, extending into the minds of Zhaoyi Tang Yan and everyone else.

This attack is silent, avoiding physical and spiritual armor and reaching the target soul.

Tang Yan's face was painful, his eyes were blank, his soul was invisibly controlled, and his control over himself gradually weakened, his spiritual power returned to calm, the green flames on the ancient war knife began to dissipate, and the whole person had lost the ability to attack.

In the face of the heavy care of the demi-saint martial artist, he had almost no ability to fight back.

"Since you're here, don't think about leaving alive. King Zhou Ling took a few steps forward, leaving the range of the threat of the ancient war knife, and his spiritual power turned into cold ice and filled his head, eliminating the ghost green fire little by little.

Thousands of guards strode forward, and the edges of the flaming golden crossbow all locked onto Tang Yan's head!

The giant tiger and other demon venerables were all restrained by the soul, and they almost lost their ability to control the body, and at this moment there was a lot of danger, and it was impossible to come over to save Tang Yan.

"Release!!" At the signal of King Zhou Ling, the deputy commander of the guard gave an order, and thousands of fire crossbows struck critically. Tang Yan's soul was traumatized, and his consciousness and ability to defend himself were minimized, and all these thousands of specially made military fireballs were used, which was enough to burst Tang Yan's head.

"Wait!King Zhou Ling, give me face, I want this person!" A white-robed young man walked out of the main camp, tall and thin, with a delicate and handsome face, like a handsome man, but his eyes were full of ruthlessness, which greatly reduced the overall image.

Behind the young man, followed a steely man, with a scarred face and a sturdy body, full of courage and perseverance from the inside out, but his eyes were slightly hollow, dancing with an evil red glow.

"Seventh Young Master. The Heavenly Wolf Envoy in the distance actually bowed slightly and saluted the white-robed young master, with a cold and hard expression with a slight respect.

"Stop!" King Zhou Ling raised his hand to stop the guards, and the arrogance in his expression eased slightly: "Does the Seventh Young Master know this person?"

"I don't have a relationship, I don't have a deep grudge, I just want to use him to make my artwork perfect. The young man copied his sleeve robe, looked at Tang Yan more than ten meters away with an expressionless face, and the cruel color in his eyes was undisguised: "Go and understand, cut off your last heart knot." ”

The tall scarred man strode forward with a pitch-black war knife, walking with a fierce murderous aura, with a kind of fearless and fearless iron-blooded strength, with the young man's order, his scarlet eyes locked on Tang Yan, as if there was only this goal left in the whole world, and every action was a killing target.

"Tang Qiong, long time no see. The strong man passed by, and King Zhou Ling's arrogant expression fluctuated slightly, this whisper seemed to be a greeting, but it contained a bit of inexplicable complexity.

The strong man ignored it, or didn't perceive King Zhou Ling's existence at all, came to Tang Yan, stood up, the pitch-black war knife vibrated violently, and the surging flames gushed out, as viscous and blazing as magma, forcing many guards to retreat one after another.

"Cut!" Pei Quan gave an indifferent order.

Tang Qiong's eyes were bloody, staring at Tang Yan's slightly dull face, the fire knife slashed down towards Tang Yan, facing this familiar face that had been carefully guarded, he no longer had any hesitation.

But at this moment, Pei Quan suddenly pinched a few handprints, and the blood under Tang Qiong's eyes suddenly dispersed, returning to a little clarity.

"It's ...... Tang Yan?" A clear thought crossed the mind that had been chaotic for too long, and at the last moment, Tang Qiong's face changed slightly, and the fire knife grazed Tang Yan's forehead and slashed over, with a loud bang, the earth trembled lightly, the gravel splashed, and the knife actually jumped out of a long pit half a meter deep on the ground.

The blazing flames burned a few strands of black hair on Tang Yan's forehead, but fortunately it didn't hurt him.

Without waiting for Tang Qiong's consciousness to continue to recover, Pei Quan's handprint changed again, the blood rays converged in Tang Qiong's eyes again, and her consciousness continued to fall into the endless chaos and darkness.

"Chop!!" Pei Quan was expressionless and continued to order.

Tang Qiong raised the knife again, and slashed again with the order, but the same situation appeared again, Pei Quan's handprint slightly weakened the control of Tang Qiong's soul, making his vision clear, this time, the fire knife still passed by Tang Yan dangerously.

Tang Qiong's long-dormant love appeared angry, but it was quickly suppressed by the rebinding of the soul.

"Come again!" Pei Quan ordered one after another, but he kept loosening Tang Qiong's soul control, and continued to tighten it in the blink of an eye, as if he was playing with Tang Qiong and Tang Yan again and again.

The soldiers around looked at each other, not knowing what the mysterious young master wanted to do.

Until......

When Pei Quan gave the order to kill again, Tang Qiong's raised steel knife was so slammed that he forcibly stopped in mid-air, his strong blood-colored eyes showed a slight essence, his majestic body trembled slightly, his resolute face struggled slightly, his lips moved, and he struggled to squeeze out a word: "Run." ”

But Tang Yan stood in place in a daze, his expression blank, and his soul was controlled by the invisible shackles.

"Sure enough, you have hidden part of your soul in the deepest depths!" Pei Quan's mouth curled up with a strange arc, snorting coldly, and the seal was fierce, forcibly controlling Tang Qiong and killing Tang Yan.

What he wants is this effect, to make Tang Qiong's tenacious perseverance return again and again, which is the last hidden danger on Tang Qiong's puppet.

Pei Quan wanted Tang Qiong to struggle on his own and fight back against the soul binding on his own, and then he strengthened the soul binding, forcing him to be unable to completely stop the command.

Pei Quan wanted to take advantage of this delicate balance entanglement to strengthen the control zhì, so that Tang Qiong's spirit was in a clear and vague state of chaos. And inspired Tang Qiong to have feelings of remorse, stimulated the intensification of the chaotic state, and completely returned his consciousness to chaos, and then he took the opportunity to go all out to force him to kill Tang Qiong with his own hands, and then completely control Tang Qiong!

On this day, he waited for a long time, thinking that there would be no more chances, but he didn't expect it to come suddenly!

Tang Qiong's forehead was full of green tendons, his muscles were tense, and his spiritual power was surging wildly, like a violent beast, his eyes were sometimes clear and sometimes blood-red, constantly changing, and the fire knife was surging, slashing towards Tang Yan's head little by little.

His consciousness was confused, and the little reason he had was struggling to resist the shackles of his soul, but with the intensification of Pei Quan's seal method, his remaining reason was weakening little by little, and the frequency of the essence in his eyes gradually decreased.

Zhaoyi frowned, trying her best to find a way to break the situation. But the Half-Saint Warrior had turned his attention to them, warning them not to move.

Ultimately......

The next moment Tang Qiong stubbornly withdrew the fire knife, his eyes turned red, his throat rolled and roared, and the fire knife slashed down towards Tang Yan's head.

At this moment, a sharp roar came out from the depths of consciousness: "Don't!"

But the soul is controlled by death, and completely loses the ability to resist.

The knife is ferocious, and the force slashes down!

However, the most incredible thing happened suddenly, Tang Yan's eyes returned to clarity at this moment, his pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly flashed back. In the next second, the golden thunder and lightning appeared, extending all the way to Pei Quan.

The accident appeared so suddenly, even the Heavenly Wolf Envoy in the distant sky was a little distracted, and he had already controlled Tang Yan's soul, and he was completely a lamb to be slaughtered, and it was impossible for him to recover his consciousness on his own.

"Soul Slash!!" Tang Yan brushed against him, and the ancient battle knife swung out strong spatial ripples, sweeping over Pei Quan's body.

Hum trembling violently, Pei Quan was stunned in place as if he had been struck by lightning, Rao is soul cultivation is profound, and he can't bear this battle soul decision that is specifically aimed at soul martial artists! Tang Qiong, who was not far away, snorted, fell to his knees and fell into a coma.

The seven thunderbolts were still spreading, Tang Yan disappeared in an instant, put Tang Qiong into the golden lock, and flew away towards the sky, and at the same time burst out with a sharp roar: "Withdraw !!"

PS: The second shift may be late, I'm really sorry......