The red-robed Nine Elders were a beginner-level Soul Cultivator, one of the Nine Great Elders of the Immortal Ghost Sect, and could be said to be a first-class master in the entire Sea Desolate Divine Prefecture, and he was well-informed. Not to mention the soul-level magic weapons, even the immortal treasures have seen a lot, but at this time, they can't see the grade and origin of Amu's two magic weapons.

"You're Amu, come with me!, keep you from dying!" The red-robed Ninth Elder's tone was grim, and he didn't allow anyone to question it.

"Come with you, hehe, who are you? Why?" Although the red-robed old man was extremely dangerous, Amu was still unusually calm.

"I'm the Ninth Elder of the Black Narcissus Ghost Sect!, why?, isn't it enough for me to cultivate my soul at the beginning level?"

This soul power is by no means comparable to ordinary coercion, even the Northern Cold Great Array of the Void was slightly shocked, and a seven-colored glow instantly swayed. The Northern Han Great Array was created by the Northern Han Patriarch, and it has been perfected throughout the ages, and the strongest can have nine layers of defense, but it only opens one heavy on weekdays, and the nine layers are fully opened, and the soul level is difficult to enter.

However, Mei Wangnan secretly let the foreign enemy and lure the fog ghost into the mountain, so he used the summoning spirit rune to attract soul cultivators. Now, as soon as the soul power is dispersed, the Northern Cold Great Array automatically opens the sevenfold defense, and for a while, the colorful glow reflects the heaven and the earth, but it is a pity that this soul cultivator is already in the array.

The power of soul cultivation is unmatched.

At this time, the three ancestors of the Northern Han, the fog ghost and the Qianzang Zhenren all arrived, but these five people did not make a move for the time being, but confronted each other separately.

A soul-level monk, although he is only a beginner level of soul cultivation, is enough to suppress everything.

The two patriarchs Zhang and Zhou couldn't help but secretly say: "It seems that today is the death of the heavens, and I am in the north cold, and Amu is also in the catastrophe!" The two of them knew that even if they and Qianzang Zhenren were together, they were by no means the opponents of soul cultivators.

Soul cultivators are unattainable existences, and the masters who can enter the soul realm are all talented and talented. With the Liliang of the Soul and the longevity of three thousand years, how can it be easy to cultivate? With the Northern Han Yang Master Ancestor as the column, it has been three hundred years since he entered the high level of the Spirit Saint, but now that the thousand-year-old Yuan is approaching, he still can't enter the soul.

"Meet the seniors!" Master Yang bowed down and saluted the nine elders.

"Hmm!" The Ninth Elder glanced at Master Yang and nodded slightly, which was extremely polite, "The Spirit Saint High Rank Great Perfection is also a small success. If you're interested, I can point you out. ”

"Thank you seniors!" Master Yang was so excited that he knew that if he could get the guidance of a soul-level monk, maybe he would be able to enter the soul, and then Shouyuan would directly reach three thousand years old. One of the reasons why he supported Mei Wangnan this time was that he heard that the Immortal Ghost Sect had intervened in this matter, and he thought that he would take the opportunity to get acquainted with a soul-level master. I didn't expect it to be so wishful, and I was naturally overjoyed.

"Can a soul cultivator be invincible in the world?" At this time, Amu understood the situation in front of him very well, and he became more calm.

"Arrogant boy, I don't know how thick the sky is, let you see the liliang of the soul cultivator!" I didn't see the red-robed Nine Elders seal, but with a flick of his sleeves, a vast soul power, like the waves rolling, approached that Zhang and Zhou Shizu.

Soul power can borrow the general trend of heaven and earth, and the old man in red robe seems to be wielding it at will, but it has hooked the power of heaven and earth, which is a means that only soul-level monks can exert.

"Uncle Shi, be careful!" Qianzang Zhenren took a bow with an arrow, and went straight to the red-robed Nine Elders, wanting to surround Wei to save Zhao.

On this day, the Hidden Divine Bow had been stained with the blood of a soul-level monk, and it could indeed shoot down a soul-level monk, but unfortunately, compared to a soul-level monk, the cultivation of the middle level of the Thousand Tibetan True Spirit Saint was also too weak.

"The mantis arm is a car!" The red-robed Nine Elders saw that the hidden divine arrow was shot that day, and they did not dodge or dodge. A big hand reached out, and with a "poof-" sound, he firmly grasped the magic arrow in his hand.

"Go!" As soon as he turned his hand, the red-robed Nine Elders fought back with their soul power, and that day the Hidden Divine Arrow turned around and went straight to the Qianzang real person.

"Hmm!" Qianzang Zhenren's face changed suddenly, he didn't expect the soul realm to be so terrifying, he caught his divine arrow with his bare hands, and reflected it back.

Where is there any need to fight with such a gap? Fighting with the soul realm is tantamount to a moth swooping out and killing itself.

However, if the Tianzang Falling Divine Arrow wants to hurt Qianzang Zhenren, it can't, I saw the Divine Arrow flying, and Qianzang Zhenren raised the Heavenly Hidden Divine Bow, and the Divine Arrow disappeared and was directly recovered by the Divine Bow.

Qianzang Zhenren was useless, and the vigor of the whisk towards Elder Zhang and Zhou over there was undiminished.

Although Zhang Zhou and the others are both spiritual saint mid-level Great Perfection cultivators, they are like old and playing babies in front of soul-level monks. Without the slightest power to stop them, the two of them quickly retreated, and at the same time each supported their defenses, but those Spirit Saint Secret Methods that seemed to ordinary monks to be extremely mysterious were simply unbearable in front of soul-level monks.

Because spiritual power is in the face of soul power, there is no slightest power to resist, and those who are born are restrained.

There were two loud bangs, and the two elders of Zhang Zhou were shocked and flew out for more than ten miles, spurting blood from their mouths, and the spiritual foundation was almost broken.

"I'm not here to destroy the sect, otherwise I would have already killed the two of you!" The red-robed Ninth Elder said this to Zhang Erren, but he kept staring at Amu, "How about it, I'm qualified to take you away!"

Seeing that Zhang Zhou's two ancestors were injured, Amu knew that today's matter was afraid that there would be no better opportunity, so he couldn't help but say coldly: "I heard that the Seven Great Immortal Sects of the Sea Desolation are the pillars of the Sea Desolation Divine State Boundary, and the Immortal Ghost Sect is also a great statement! But they are all such shameless people, hiding their heads and showing their tails, and bullying others, you have come from far and wide just to arrest me? I want to ask, why did you arrest me with all your efforts?"

In fact, Amu already had a guess in his heart about this issue, although he was a demon cultivator, he would never let the Immortal Ghost Sect chase and kill him across domains! The only thing that might cause the Immortal Ghost Sect to come could be the demon coffin in his body, could it be that something was wrong with his master? The other party only then did he know that he had a demon coffin.

"Hehe!" The red-robed Ninth Elder sneered, "Amu, don't pretend to be confused, don't you know what you have on you?"

The red-robed Nine Elders did not directly answer Amu's question, but instead asked Amu instead.

As soon as Amu heard this, he sneered in his heart, and the red-robed Ninth Elder's rhetorical question, Amu basically concluded that the other party might have just guessed about the demon coffin, but he would never dare to conclude. The red-robed Ninth Elder asked this, obviously lying to himself.

"In that case, if you want me to go with you, then it's up to you!" As soon as Amu's eyebrows are raised, he hits the stone with an egg, and he also has to fight.

The black rattan and black mangs swallowed, and the black wood block shook slightly, for some reason, the red-robed Nine Elders did not make a move immediately, but looked at the black wood block but frowned slightly, and the expression in his eyes changed.

"The seniors don't have to do it personally! Capture this child, the younger generations are willing to do it for you!" Patriarch Yang bowed and saluted.

This sentence is really despicable. This Patriarch Yang is close to a thousand years old, and his cultivation is even more of a spiritual saint, although according to the rules of the immortal cultivation world, he should be called the Nine Elders, but as an elder, Master Yang is really disgusting to behave like this.

"Well, it's okay! Capture him, I'll teach you the method of soul entry!" The red-robed Ninth Elder nodded slightly, it seemed that this Yang Patriarch's sycophant shot quite well.

"Thank you seniors!" Master Yang was overjoyed, where is there still the appearance of a patriarch?

"Amu, let's die!" Although this Yang Shizu has a despicable human nature, his cultivation is there. The high-level Great Perfection of the Spirit Saint is enough to deter the Northern Wilderness.

"Beihan has you, the ancestor is disgraced!" Amu was angry, and the black flames around him rose again, this time he did not wait for the other party to attack, but the black rattan shook, and directly pulled out more than ten zhang black mang.

Amu knew that a Spirit Saint High Rank Great Perfection didn't have to make a lot of effort to kill him. The only thing he can rely on is the magic weapon, but Amu is afraid that he won't even have the opportunity to use the magic weapon. Therefore, Amu made a preemptive strike, and the black rattan shot directly.

However, there is really no bottom to deal with the spiritual saint high-level Great Perfection monk Amu. Although the black rattan is powerful, he is only a junior monk after all. It was expected that Master Wang Jue might not have expected that in just a few months, he would have to face a cultivator of the high level of the Spirit Saint.

But as soon as the black rattan came out, the dragon roared, and the power was terrifying! This Yang Patriarch snorted coldly, he still didn't know the power of the black rattan, although he also saw that this black mang was not bad, but he never believed that a black mang could cultivate his spiritual body for thousands of years.

Therefore, this Yang Shizu no longer cared at all, his figure moved, as fast as teleportation, directly met Amu's black mang, and with a dip of his left arm, he wanted to grab the black rattan.

The body of the Spirit Saint is indeed not bad, otherwise the fog ghost would not dare to directly grab the black rattan and black wood. Elder Yang's is even more foggy, and he naturally feels that he can shake the black rattan.

"Smack-" There was a loud noise.

"Hmm!" I heard Patriarch Yang snort, and the black body that had just rushed in instantly bounced away.

Zaijian's left arm was at the elbow and was actually severed by Qi Qi.

"Huh?" There were no weak hands present, and the weakest one was the middle level of the Spirit Saint of Qianzang Zhenren. Amu actually broke the arm of the Spirit Saint High Rank Great Perfection with one move.

"Hmph!" Master Yang didn't expect that as soon as he touched the black rattan, a strange liliang on the rattan directly opened his hand, but hit him like a lightning flash, and he couldn't dodge at all.

Zaijian's remnant arm of Master Yang flashed, and at the broken elbow, the severed arm gradually came out.

Except for the fog ghost and the red-robed Nine Elders, the other four were all taken aback.

The remnant is reborn, this is the level of the spiritual saint high-level monk. As long as the spiritual heart is immortal at the high level of the Spirit Saint, the physical body is almost immortal, which is something that a cultivator who has not cultivated to this level dare not imagine.

"Hehe!" Patriarch Yang sneered, "Amu, I didn't expect that your magic weapons are such anti-heaven things!

But before Master Yang finished speaking, the smile on his face suddenly stiffened, because the half-opened arm suddenly turned black, and the half-cut arm that had just grown out instantly dissipated into a mist.

"Ahh And Amu didn't care about this, and he didn't have the slightest power of the black rattan, so he took the opportunity to enter the body, and the black rattan was pumped down again.

At this time, either the fish died, or the net was broken, and Amu had no scruples.

The black mangs rose steeply and split the sky.

"Amu, die!" Yang Shizu was annoyed and angry when his arm was broken, but this time he didn't dare to shake it hard. I saw that his body was scattered and disappeared, and the instantaneous technique of the Spirit Saint had an unpredictable opportunity.

"Northern Cold Seal!" Master Yang suddenly appeared behind Ah Mu, and he made a big gesture with one palm.

"Boom-" The palm knot hit Amu's back firmly.

Although there are black mangs falling from the black wood, this time Master Yang has done his best. Amu flew directly upside down more than ten miles away, "Wow-" The light sprayed blood, and there was even a trace of black light in the blood.

And Yang Shizu was also shocked and flew out, and a trace of blood overflowed from the bloodstains.

"It's really against the sky! Take your life!" Master Yang was furious, and he didn't care about his injuries at all, and then rushed to Amu.

At this time, Amu's face was pale, and the palm of the Spirit Saint High Rank Great Perfection was the Spirit Saint Middle Rank that could be smashed to pieces, not to mention Ah Mu. If there is no black wood to protect him, just a few times, Amu will die for a few reincarnations. Rao is like this, at this time, Amu was also shaking, feeling that the muscles and bones around his body had been shattered, and the demonic energy around his body had been scattered.

At this time, there was no one to help Amu. Zhang Zhou's two ancestors were seriously injured, and Qianzang Zhenren was locked by the fog ghost, even if he made a move, it was in vain.

The moment Yang Shizu pounced again, Amu was almost semi-unconscious. He didn't have the slightest strength, he couldn't even swing the black rattan, and there was darkness in front of him.

In a trance, Amu seemed to see Liu Zhen, the Wang family, Wang Jue, and Yu'er!

In this life, the most beautiful haode memory instantly crossed my mind!

And that's it.

"Boom, boom, boom—" In Amu's Danhai, black waves surged, demonic energy was overwhelming, and lightning and thunderbolts were intertwined!

A black coffin that has not been extinguished for thousands of years rises from the bottom of the sea.

One of the nine coffins, the magic coffin reappears!