Twilight is four, and the double sun has set.

The soul of the magic qin Meng is controlled by the qin. The black mist was gushing. Amu Desolate Soul, one man and one beast, stands proudly on the periphery.

Those black fogs, which can't get close, naturally can't hurt them. In fact, it is not difficult to break this forbidden formation, but Amu cares about the old feelings and can't bear to kill Meng Soul.

The human array is one, and the body is the eye. If this array is broken, Meng's soul will die. However, that's not what Amu thinks.

"Amu, you don't have to miss the old love. I have my destiny!" In the sound of the piano, Meng Soul slowly spoke, "Shen Yan, I am still waiting for you in the depths of Yin Mountain!

Amu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Meng Soul's words are not unreasonable. If the ghost family of Yinshan can give up the soul of Meng, then it is possible to use Shen Yan, otherwise it is impossible for Amu not to feel Shen Yan's existence.

Shen Yan, that's Amu's reverse scales!

At this time, Meng Soul had already struck again. Wave your hands and pluck the strings quickly. The originally bleak sound of the piano turned sharply and agitated, like swords and guns rang out in unison, the golden drums rang out chaotically, and ten thousand armies were killed.

One string can give birth to millions of heavenly soldiers.

Back then, in the Sea Desolation Hell, Meng Soul's magic was superb, and he could even stop Xiao Luo and even the third son's footsteps. However, time has passed, and one has come and gone.

Today's Meng Soul will never regain its former might. It's just that under the urging of the sound of the qin, there are still several black mist, like giant arrows, shooting straight towards Amu and the Desolate Soul Beast.

Amu still didn't move, and the Desolate Soul Beast spread its blood wings, and at the same time, a bloody mouth spewed out several purple lightning bolts, and directly greeted it.

Boom-boom-boom-boom-

Void. The black mist and purple lightning collided and exploded suddenly. Ten thousand black flowers, thousands of purple rays. It was a deathly light. On the Yin Mountain Peak, Meng Soul's eyes were sad with a touch of comfort.

Because, when the Desolate Soul Beast made a move, then it was Amu's attitude.

There is an end to life, and the last time will come. Meng Soul has already made preparations.

Die like a man! The opponent is Amu, and Meng Soul has no regrets.

Meng Soul's heart stirred. One hand caresses the piano, and the other hand seals.

Black hair. Scattered in the air.

Meng Soul's eyes began to gradually turn black, like the netherworld. The Seven Immortals fought the Nine Layers of the Original Immortals, which was a contest between the earth and the sky. It was a glow of fireflies and a bright moon.

That's not a level battle at all!

Therefore, Meng Soul didn't have to leave any backhand at all, only to sacrifice his life to fight and fight with all his might. He only hopes that this battle can be done to the best of what he has learned in his life and a hearty battle.

Perhaps this is the final meaning of the monk.

The ghost family has been in the house for more than a thousand years, and it is the darkest day of Meng Soul's life. Who can understand, from genius to mediocrity. The painful state of mind that goes from surprise to despair?

The ghost family does not belong to Meng Soul. Mother, too, is just a memory of the past. More than 1,000 years. It's torture, it's torment. So, today is a struggle, but also a relief.

"Shocking!" Meng Soul Seal has been completed, and he spit out the two words lightly, and his expression is clear.

This moment. He is willing to forget all but to fight.

With the sound of the piano, the seal of the law. The black mist on the Yin Mountain suddenly formed an endless whirlpool. One by one, one by one.

And in the depths of each whirlpool, a hideous grimace manifested. The grimace's eyes lit up with two miserable white lights. Immediately, endless white light rose into the sky.

Between black and white, it is like a pillar of heaven and earth. On the entire Yin Mountain, it is like a cage for trapped immortals.

Woo-roar-roar-woo

The ghost cries wolf, and it is desolate and gloomy.

Under the black fog, there seem to be thousands of resentful spirits. At the same time, those grimaces gradually protruded. Then, one by one, the ghost bodies slowly rose from the black mist.

Struggling, struggling slowly. Step by step, they walked towards Amu and the Desolate Soul Beast.

At that moment, Meng Soul's spell seemed to open the gates of hell. In the whirlpool, there are constantly ghosts pouring out, and there is a steady stream. Black pressing, boundless.

It's hell here. Thousands of yin qi, if it weren't for the realm of Amu and the Desolate Soul Beast, I am afraid that it would be directly torn to pieces.

Roaring, thousands of ghosts gathered around Amu and the Desolate Soul Beast. Those yin qi gradually thickened and thickened, like black clouds pressing down on the sky.

Amu's eyes narrowed slightly, and then sighed slightly.

Meng Soul's forbidden formation is full of flaws in Amu's opinion. Those ghosts, although they have ghosts, but in fact, most of them are forced by illusions.

This level of illusion can be seen through by Amu at a glance.

You must know that back then, when Amudong broke into the Promised Land, whether it was the Qingshan Great Array or the Six Dao Great Array, they were far above the forbidden array of Meng Soul. How can the prohibition in front of him trap him?

Moreover, Meng Soul seems to have forgotten that Amu can sacrifice the "ghost" character seal. A rune can descend ten thousand ghosts. Back then, Amu used this to fight against Meng Soul.

It's just that now, there is no need for Amu to make a move. Because, even the desolate soul ancient beast can break this endless ghost.

"Destroy them!" Amu patted the head of the Desolate Soul Beast lightly.

The head of the desolate soul beast shook, and it looked up to the sky and roared, shaking Yin Mountain.

Whew――

As soon as the blood wings spread, it flew up.

The Ancient Demon Venerable Mount, isn't it ordinary? It's just that Amu doesn't give the Desolate Soul Beast too many chances. This time, Amu couldn't bear to do it, and borrowed the Desolate Soul Beast to break thousands of ghosts.

Woo-woo

The blood wings shook a hurricane, and there were thousands of purple lightning in their mouths.

The Demon Venerable mount rolled up a life-and-death ruined miè. In the black mist, the desolate soul is invincible.

Sneer-boom-

The ghost's howl, completely suppressed by the Desolate Soul Beast. The black vortex began to reverse. One qiē, in front of the powerful Desolate Soul Beast, collapsed.

At the same time, the mouth of the desolate soul beast fought, and a white bead was sacrificed in the void.

Demon Skull Beads!

It's just that this time, the Desolate Soul Beast didn't use it to summon those Ancient Bone Beasts. The demon skull bead directly emitted thousands of white lights, like the sun.

In an instant, in the void, above the black smoke, all souls dissolved.

The Demon Skull Bead may not be useful to the level of the original immortal. However, it is naturally more than enough to deal with the immortals.

A look of surprise flashed in Meng Soul's eyes, and at the same time, there was also a trace of sadness. Now Amu is powerful, there is no doubt about it. However, he didn't expect that even the Desolate Soul Beast could be so powerful.

Tianzhou has been in the world for more than 1,000 years, and it is like a dream. The existence of Meng Soul seems to have no meaning. Even, Meng Soul didn't know if his mother would shed a tear for him when he died.

In fact, in the final analysis, Meng Soul and Amu are no longer the same level of existence. Amu's current strength is far beyond Meng Soul's imagination.

However, as soon as the shock was broken, Meng Soul still regenerated with magic.

Zheng Zheng Zheng - Zheng Zheng -

A few heavy piano tones suddenly sounded. It was like a heavy hammer between heaven and earth, smashing Yin Mountain.

The whole void, booming echoes. Yin Shan seemed to be trembling.

Goodbye, Meng Soul, who was originally cross-kneeled, was already standing on top of the mountain.

Long hair flying, black robes bulging. The guqin hung above Meng Soul's head. With the qi of the qin, the sound of the piano is like thunder, and the black light in Meng Soul's eyes is even better.

"Ghost form!" was another two words, and Meng Soul was sealed again, and his body suddenly changed.

A black gas burst out in an instant. Meng Soul's black robe was shattered, just like a chaotic butterfly.

Ahh

Meng Soul looked up to the sky and roared, hoarse.

At the center of his eyebrows, a red light suddenly lit up. It was a blood-colored grimace, exactly the same as the grimace on the blood jade ring on the hand of the third prince of the black dark hall.

It's just that Meng Soul's is too vague. It was the mark of a family, and for the ghost family, Meng Soul's bloodline was not pure.

Amu frowned, because he felt that there was a violent force bursting out in Meng Soul's body. That shouldn't be the power that Meng Soul should have.

It seems like a rather old heritage.

In the depths of Yin Mountain, a touch of sadness crossed the ghost's cold face. However, in a flash. Shen Yan, with murderous aura in his eyes, was silent.

On the other side, outside the black dark temple.

The white-robed ghost stood like the wind under a skull tree, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"The sea is desolate, do you still want to borrow the power of my Shura royal family? Or, do you want to give a little warning to the descendants of the sea!" The ghost muttered to himself like the wind, his robe swayed slightly, "Warning with death?

At this time, Meng Soul's body had already been torn apart from the middle.

A dark, blood-colored vague soul rose out of the way. Meng Soul seemed to want to abandon his physical body.

Woo-hoo-ah--

The vague soul, looking up to the sky and roaring, seems to have eternal unwillingness.

Woo woo -

As soon as the soul came out, the desolate soul beast roared, but its body couldn't help but retreat. The entire Desolate Beast was on extreme alert.

For that kind of ancient power, the Desolate Soul Beast was even more sensitive than Amu. It was an instinctive fear from the soul. (To be continued)