"Chen Yuan, I don't hesitate to lose my divine soul power to open the formation! Once this purgatory array is opened, even I can't stop it, my hundreds of years of accumulation and penance have been in vain, but you forced me, I want you to die!"

Honma's voice reverberates throughout the shrine.

"Die, I'm going to let your soul suffer the most yin and cold, and finally refine it with true fire, and then absorb it!"

With his frantic shouts, an unparalleled force gradually condensed and took shape over the shrine.

A burst of voices from purgatory came from the void, and a yin and evil aura condensed into a huge wheel and began to spin non-stop.

The walls of the entire shrine, built in this sky, were crushed under the wheels of the evil aura in the sky.

Uejo Musashi, who didn't believe in evil and wanted to escape, was suddenly forced back by this power.

"My lord, what should I do?"

Fukada Guxue looked at Chen Yuan with worry in her eyes.

In the face of this huge heaven and earth power, Fukada Guxue also lost confidence in Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan didn't say anything, but his figure flashed and arrived in front of Shangjo Musashi.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing this, Uejo Musashi's expression changed, and he immediately shouted.

"We're all trapped in the formation, we should find a way out together!"

"Really?" Chen Yuan looked at him indifferently, holding the Xuanming Sword and slashing it directly.

"Boom!"

The void shook, the sword qi soared into the sky, and the red ink sword light suddenly formed a colorful rainbow, and then formed a cloud of mist and spread out to the surroundings.

Chen Yuan's figure shook slightly, as if he had not moved in the eyes of everyone.

However, Uejo Musashi's face suddenly turned red, then from red to purple, then from purple to black, and finally turned pale and bloodless.

The corners of his mouth tugged at a touch of contempt, and he wanted to say nothing more than that.

Kamijo Musashi just wanted to open his mouth to sneer, but his slightly open mouth suddenly froze.

Nishijima Kishimoto and Kiuchi Yotsuki were also slightly stunned, and they all looked sideways.

At this time, they discovered that between the eyebrows of Shangjo Musashi, there was a slight blood-colored trace, and in that blood-colored crack, it seemed that a sword qi began to slowly derive.

That crack, starting from Meiyu, continued to spread, directly through the entire body of Kamijo Musashi.

In an instant, Kamijo Musashi's whole person turned into two, and then exploded violently, turning into pieces.

A sword to destroy the peak of artistic conception!

This martial arts overlord of Beichen Island, one of the pinnacle martial arts powerhouses of the Wa Kingdom, was slashed by a sword in this way.

Seeing this, Nishijima Kishimoto and Kiuchi Daiyue suddenly felt cold and trembling all over.

They thought that Chen Yuanhui's next target would be them, but they didn't expect Chen Yuan to just sweep his gaze, and finally fell directly onto the statue in the god hall.

"The formation driven by the secret method of the remnant soul also dares to be called a big array?"

"Do you think you can get me with this formation?"

"Get out of here!"

Chen Yuan stretched out his palm as white as jade, grabbed the idol from afar, and the huge red ink palm print suddenly appeared in the void, and directly shot at the extremely hideous statue.

This formation seems to have no root and no source, as if it is condensed by the yin and yang qi that only heaven and earth see, but Chen Yuan knows that any formation has an eye for the formation.

As long as this array is broken, then this so-called purgatory array will naturally be self-defeating.

And the eye of this formation, that is, Honma Yaga, is this idol.

Facing Chen Yuan's palm, which was like a giant spirit god, countless black mist suddenly rose from the hideous god statue.

But how could this be able to block Chen Yuan's blow containing the Heavenly Thunder Eclipse and the Dark Cold Qi?

Suddenly, the idol let out a terrible wail.

The black mist was not vulnerable at all, and was directly scattered by the red ink palm print, and the idol was even more photographed into countless fragments and turned into powder.

An incomparably terrible scream sounded again, and in the powder of the idol, a cloud of black mist condensed and formed.

"Ahh

"Chen Yuan, I will never die with you!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the black mist suddenly rose into the sky and fled frantically into the distance.

Once the idol is destroyed, Honma is like a lost dog, a lonely ghost, and can only flee in the wilderness.

Honma, who cultivates the half-hung Demon Soul Dao, also adds that if he can't quickly find other bearers, he will soon be wiped out by the huge vitality between heaven and earth and the yang energy of the world.

He was just a remnant soul of the Holy Realm, and he was an ordinary Jindan stage divine soul, and he didn't dare to leave the body for a long time.

"Want to escape?"

Chen Yuan smiled coldly, and the Xuanying Sword in his hand suddenly hung in the void, and the cold qi and the power of heavenly thunder suddenly emanated.

The Xuanming Sword was suspended in mid-air, the cold qi and the power of heavenly thunder enveloped the entire mountain, Chen Yuan spat out the simple and vast spell, and the Xuanming Sword suddenly buzzed and vibrate, and then shot out with a whoosh.

Without control, the Xuanying Sword shot directly beyond the black mist.

The black mist saw the Xuanying Sword with the power of extreme cold and erosion, like a mouse seeing a cat, it exploded with a bang, let out a howl, and fled quickly.

But no matter how fast it is, how can it be compared to the Xuanying Sword of the Street Spirit Weapon?

At this time, the black mist was directly slashed by the Xuanming Sword, Chen Yuan's hands formed a complex magic seal, and dense golden runes appeared on the Xuanming Sword blade.

Then, the Xuanming Sword was like a long whale drinking water, directly absorbing the black mist.

At this time, no matter how much Honma pleaded, Chen Yuan was not moved at all.

And the Xuanming Sword was even more so, frantically absorbing the black mist.

In the end, the entire black mist was completely swallowed by the Xuan Ying Sword.

Nishijima Kishimoto and the others were dumbfounded, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

They still can't believe it in their hearts.

Such a powerful ghost god was so easily killed by Chen Yuan?

You must know that this is the top great onmyoji of the Wa Kingdom seven hundred years ago, and now he is the biggest overlord of Beichen Island, and he controls countless dark forces in his hands.

In the eyes of the world, Honma is a god-like figure.

Can......

Such a person......

Just dead?

But the scene in front of me is very real.

When the idol turned to powder and Honma disappeared, the huge wheel of the void dissipated.

The evil aura that has accumulated in the shrine for hundreds of years has also dispersed to all sides, and the flowers and trees on the entire mountain peak have been eroded by this evil breath, and they have died suddenly, and the entire mountain peak is yellow.

Seeing this, Nishijima Kishimoto and the others breathed a sigh of relief slightly, but when they looked at Chen Yuan's gaze, they were extremely in awe.

..............................

PS: Third update.

The third update, Lao Zhou continued to write, and everyone voted for it.

(End of chapter)