Amu performed the soul dance technique, ten demon souls, and demonic qi surrounded the white-clothed monk. But the white-clothed monk's face did not change, and he responded calmly.

The aura of the demon spirit spread all over his body, and the white robe like snow was covered with rising black demonic flames. Stunning face, soaring demonic energy. This bewitching combination, the white-clothed monk is almost interpreting a kind of extreme magic.

At this time, Zaijian made a seal with his hands on his chest, and the white light suddenly appeared, like the shape of a lotus flower.

"Demon Lotus, Soul Suppression!" As the white-clothed monk broke off, he saw that the white lotus rose violently, and the lotus petals flew away in an instant, directly turning into ten streamers.

These ten streamers went straight to the ten demon souls, and at this time, the ten demon souls also pounced directly on the white-clothed monk.

Amu's face was grim, and he sealed the recipe with both hands, controlling the ten demon souls.

As soon as the light of the white lotus came out, Amu felt that the endless demonic power was dissipating again. This was by no means intentional on the part of the whitefriar, but with this weight of pressure in the hands and feet.

The light of the white lotus, as soon as it approached the demon soul, Amu's heart suddenly shook, and the soul-suppressing power implied in the white light also made the ten demon souls stagnate slightly.

"The power of soul suppression!" Ah Mu sneered, if a simple soul suppression power can break this soul dance technique, then this soul dance technique is too common.

"Kill!" As soon as the seal in Amu's hand changed, Zaijian's ten demon souls shook violently, and roared in unison, no longer uniform, but showing their own means.

The bloody soul of the painstaking son led by him actually sealed in the void, and an ice dragon of nearly a hundred zhang was summoned by it, and went straight to the white-clothed monk, as for the white lotus light, it actually dissipated directly three feet in front of him.

That kind of soul-calming power is not effective for it at all.

"Hmph!" the white-clothed monk snorted coldly, just throwing stones to ask for directions, it seems that these demon souls are by no means simple souls, but have been refined by secret methods.

These ten demon souls were all spiritual realm cultivators before their deaths, and the light of the white lotus only allowed one of the demon souls to stand in the void, but it was also free to move in an instant.

The ten demon souls each used their own means and ran towards the white-clothed monk. It is the soul of the bloody battle with the painstaking son, the soul of the nine elders and the soul of the fog ghost are the most powerful attack methods.

These three demon souls were able to perform a variety of spells in front of them, the secret method of the painstaking Northern Han, and the secret method of the Immortal Ghost Sect of the Nine Elders and the Fog Ghost, all of which made this white-clothed monk dare not underestimate him.

As for the other Seven Demon Souls, although they are not as powerful as this, because the Soul Dance Technique connects the Ten Demon Souls into one, the cooperation between them can be said to be seamless.

In the gap between the three main souls' attacks, these seven demon souls can always be inserted in time, or attack, or interfere, causing trouble for the white-clothed monk.

However, the white-clothed monk is worthy of being a demon spirit cultivator, and his eyes are actually equivalent to a state of one against ten, but his spells are frequent. The hundred-zhang ice dragon summoned by the soul of the bloody battle caused it to disperse with one blow.

The demon's aura crisscrossed the void, and the attacks of other demon souls were resolved by him one by one, and his demonic aura was constantly consuming the liliang of the demon soul. Although he was protected by the Ancient Demon Scriptures, his magic sense could still interfere with Amu's manipulation of these demon souls.

At this time, Shen Yan stood there and did not make another move. The art of soul dance is also a kind of formation, and a rash attack can only backfire. At this time, the black rattan also broke free from the entanglement of the demon vine and flew back to Amu's side.

With Amu's soul dance technique, although it was only a ten soul dance at this time, it was generally enough to trap or even kill the monks of the Spirit Saint High Rank Great Perfection.

But the white-clothed monk responded calmly, without any confusion, and wandered between the ten souls, effortlessly.

"Demon Spirit Cultivation, the combat power is really extraordinary!" Amu said secretly in his heart, "It seems that I also have to reach the Spirit Realm quickly, in that case, I don't have to be so passive today." ”

On the Zaijian field, changes have taken place. The white-clothed monk had such an expression on his face, and all kinds of spells such as ice swords, poisonous mist, and powerful ghosts were all scattered by him one by one.

"The art of soul dance, but Er'er!" the white-clothed monk let out a long roar and soared into the sky, like a white dragon out of the water!

"The magic will is like the sky, and the magic seal is like the sea!" The white monk's body was full of demonic intent, and the raging flames merged into one, and the entire white robe seemed to be burning, revealing only that beautiful face.

Hands swipe, the sky is full of strange black patterns. However, those were not sigils, but another strange sigil. The black and the splendour, the magic is sensible. That must be the magic mark in the mouth of the whitefriar.

Zaijian's demon seals were overwhelming, and they went straight to the ten demon souls to suppress them.

"Boom, boom—"

The crackling sound continued, the black qi waves were surging like a tide, the entire void seemed to be trembling, and the gray mist directly dispersed, forming a water pattern.

Amu's ten demon souls, except for the two soul-level demon souls of the Blood Battle Soul and the Nine Elders, the rest of the eight realms were all blown away by the white-clothed monk's magic seal.

This is a duel between demons and demons, and it is a pity that Amu's Ten Souls Dance Technique was defeated by the Whitefriar's spell.

The soul of the bloody battle and the soul of the nine elders are extraordinary, although they have also been suppressed by the demon seal, but the soul of the nine elders is dim, and the soul of the bloody battle is still the same as it was at the beginning, the blood waves are monstrous, and the battle intent is deep.

At the same time as the other souls were shaken away, the bloody soul actually let out a roar and ran towards the white-clothed monk again.

However, at this time, the white-clothed monk suddenly coughed "cough, cough, cough", and the demon shadow that had just been protected reappeared.

"Boom-" The soul of the bloody battle, right in the middle of the demon shadow, black and red collided, and the residual light scattered in an instant.

The white-clothed monk retreated more than ten feet suddenly, his face slightly flushed by coughing turned pale in an instant, and the soul of the bloody battle flew back directly, and his blood was dim.

"What a powerful soul!" the white-clothed monk finally stopped coughing, and the demon shadow behind him gradually dissipated.

At the same time, Zaijian shook his hand and directly sacrificed a magic weapon. This is the third magic weapon offered by the whitefriar. His first two magic weapons, one against the Yin Yang Galaxy Diagram, and the other against the Qing Ruyi, can be called against the sky.

The magic weapon sacrificed this time was a black long sword. This sword is no more than three feet long, the whole body is dark, the brilliance is not obvious, and it seems to be extremely ordinary.

But as soon as this long sword came out, it went straight to the soul of bloody battle.

When Amu saw it at this time, he knew that it was not good, this black long sword demonic aura was restrained, and it was by no means an ordinary treasure, and I was afraid that it would wipe out the soul of the bloody battle in one fell swoop.

Without the slightest hesitation, Amu immediately recalled the soul of the bloody battle and the soul of the Nine Elders, and at the same time, the black rattan in his hand shot out.

"Boom-" The black long sword and the black rattan clashed in the void, and they were actually evenly divided.

"Wooh-" With a dragon roar, the black rattan once again showed the shadow of the dragon soul, directly entangled with the black long sword.

Long swords, rattan like two oolongs, flying up and down, fighting each other.

"Alas!" The white-clothed monk looked up at the two magic weapons of entanglement, suddenly sighed, and then looked at Amu Dao, "You and I are both demon cultivators, but unfortunately we can't coexist!

Judging from the current situation, the white-clothed monk still has a slight upper hand in dealing with Amu and Shen Yan alone. Amu's soul dance technique can be cracked by the white-clothed monk, and many magic weapons are difficult to hurt in the slightest.

However, Amu still has the means, and after listening to the words of the white-clothed monk, he couldn't help but smile coldly: "I fell into your hands, proving your demonic way?" I'm afraid you're the opposite!"

The golden mangs in the Zaijian Amu storage bag were displayed, and the gold-level spirit coin obtained from the Yun family's Miao Lao was directly displayed above his head, and a trace of spiritual power fell down. At the same time, Amu's eyebrows were full of blood.

"Hmm-" Suddenly, two tall black shadows appeared in the void, protecting Amu's body.

The two black shadows were burly in shape, completely transformed by black mist, and their noses and eyes were only slightly shaped, not very real. But they are all wearing armor, holding Changge in one hand and a shield in the other, and the armor, Changge, and shield are all physical objects, not soul objects.

The armor is ancient, and the style of Changge is simple. The most special thing was the black shield, which looked extremely heavy. There is an unknown monster head floating on it, like a dragon not a dragon, like a tiger but not a tiger, with bloody eyes, a huge mouth, and fangs exposed, at first glance, it is a kind of fierce beast.

"Desolate Ancient War Soul?" The white-clothed monk and Shen Yan and the others were all shocked, no one expected that at this time, Amu would actually be able to summon two Desolate Ancient War Souls.

Miss Miao Er and Yun San Gongzi gasped even more, and at this time, Yun San Gongzi realized how stupid it was for him to be enemies of a character like Amu.

The monk who can subdue the ancient war soul is a king-like existence in the secret realm of the desolate soul.

"You're really astonishing me!" the whitefriar raised an eyebrow.

Amu had two magic treasures on his body, and the white-clothed monk expected it, even the soul dance technique was not very terrifying in the eyes of the white-clothed monk.

But now Amu summoned two Ancient War Spirits, which shocked the white-clothed monk. You must know that a desolate ancient battle soul is equivalent to a soul-cultivating level monk.

The Ancient War Spirit is the guardian of the legendary Soul Realm. But so far, the white-clothed monk has not encountered a single desolate war spirit.

Seeing the white-clothed monk's expression, Amu said lightly: "Since you haven't seen these two battle spirits, I think you seem to have one thing missing from the spirit of the cloud beast!"

"Hmm, what?" The white-clothed monk was stunned, he had collected nine kinds of soul beasts, and all the soul beasts in the sevenfold secret realm had been collected, what else could be missing?

"Blood Shadow Dragon Bone!" Amu said lightly, "Don't you see the blood dragon that flew into this secret realm in the void just now?"

The white-clothed monk frowned, just now he did see a blood dragon in front of these countless blood shadow fish, but he didn't think too much about it at the time, and now it seems that he is most likely missing a soul beast.

However, the white-clothed monk instantly regained his composure and said with a smile: "If you want to resurrect the Desolate Soul Ancient Beast, I think it will be the same if you want to regenerate one or two, since the Blood Shadow Dragon has been regenerated, I can naturally go to the Black Illusion Demon Mountain to get it." ”

"Yes, Dream Bird Heart, I can wait!" Amu said, "However, the spirit of the cloud beast will not be reborn! ”

After saying this, Amu suddenly drew in the void with both hands, and one by one the runes were engraved in the void. Heaven, earth, wind, thunder, mountain, water, escape, seven sigils, seven colors of brilliance emerge.

These seven runes quickly fused and evolved, and this was the highest level of forbidden maps that Amu could deduce.