This must be the case, only in this way can the soul body in the puppet be able to suppress the three main demons in the soul devouring banner.

However, the power that the treasure can exert is also related to the mana and manipulation of the messenger.

Zhao Xiang has not even entered the Dao and cultivated for a hundred years, how much mana can he have?

The rider immediately judged that he was not without the possibility of winning.

Therefore, at the same time, he gritted his teeth and opened his mouth with one hand.

A cloud of essence blood immediately erupted out of his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the White Bone Soul Devouring Banner.

The Soul Eater Banner roared loudly, and the runes on the banner began to roll violently, and countless skeleton phantoms appeared out of thin air nearby.

These phantoms were only the size of fists, but they all opened their mouths and spewed out countless black gases at the same time.

The black qi converged synchronously and condensed into a fierce dragon with a pitch-black body.

As soon as Jiaolong circled slightly, he immediately shook his head and swooped straight towards the soul body powerhouse.

The heads of the five main god realm soul bodies shook slightly, and their hands rubbed together at the same time, revealing a silver knife several feet long.

The five of them all held silver knives and pounced out fearlessly, and fought fiercely with the black Jiao for a while.

And with the five main god realm soul bodies missing, the yin fire spewed out by the remaining soul bodies decreased drastically.

The three huge skulls on the white bone devouring banner on the opposite side finally stabilized the situation.

The black qi and yin fire entered a stalemate stage for a while.

Che Qihong's heart was slightly relieved.

But after his eyes swept over Zhao Xiang opposite, his heart twitched.

Therefore, Zhao Xiang was holding his arms with both hands, and he was watching the five main god realm soul body powerhouses fight fiercely with the black dragon with a smile.

When Che Qihong stared at Zhao Xiang with both eyes, Zhao Xiang seemed to sense something and glanced back at Che Qihong.

Che Qihong immediately caught a trace of strange disdain from Zhao Xiang's sudden glance.

With a pause, a feeling of extreme danger suddenly appeared in Che Qihong's mind.

And the two-headed monster python hovering a hundred feet above its head let out a strange cry.

Che Qihong's face changed and he looked back.

Ten feet behind him, a blue figure appeared ghostly.

A spout of colorful and crystalline flying knives had cut through the black wind behind Che Qihong, and was slashing towards the second layer of crimson shield.

If I hadn't turned back in time, I was afraid that by the time I found out, I would have been in a different place.

It was Zhao Xiang's other red-faced clone with a condensed yang fire aura.

Tianyi, this, this, this damn little demon, has he cultivated two clones?

An ice-attribute clone wields a puppet forbidden to deal with the powerful Ancient Demon Soul Black Jiao summoned by my White Bone Soul Eater?

And the other fire attribute clone is holding the multicolored divine sword behind my back, what kind of assassination is he secretly engaged in?

What else is I fighting with Zhao Xiang on my car? Today is the time when I die!

Che Qihong's face lost its blood, and it turned pale all of a sudden.

And Zhao Xiang's fire attribute clone saw that the sneak attack was exposed, so he suddenly urged the law without any politeness.

The sound of breaking the air sounded loudly, and the red light of the mid-grade artifact-level Chixia Divine Sword flashed and slammed into the red light mask.

The fire attribute clone itself was full of red light, and a vague and strange disappeared in place without a trace.

Zhao Xiang, who was originally holding his arms in the distance, looked at him coldly, and the cold light in his eyes suddenly flashed.

As soon as he raised one hand, the multicolored light flashed, and the thirteen-layer soul altar spun strangely in the palm of his hand.

With a low shout, Zhao Xiang picked up the soul altar and rushed straight to the opposite car and rode Hong lightly.

Immediately, a pair of bare wings appeared behind Zhao Xiang.

With a slight flick of his wings, Zhao Xiang simultaneously performed the Nine Changes of the Wind and the Instant Secret Technique and disappeared without a trace.

Che Qihong couldn't take care of Zhao Xiang's side at this time, he could only stupidly watch the divine sword in front of him stab at him.

With a slight pause, the Crimson Excalibur easily pierced through the thick crimson shield.

Almost at the same time, a shocking shout suddenly erupted from Che Qihong's mouth.

With a flicker of his figure, a black light suddenly flew out of Che Qihong's chest and went straight towards the Chixia Divine Sword.

Next, Che Qihong's body flickered, and suddenly turned into two identical phantoms, shooting out on both sides.

I saw a black flame suddenly emerge from the black mang, exuding an eerie and terrifying devouring chill.

"It seems to be the soul fire of a strong man who has been tempered!"

In the depths of Zhao Xiang's soul, the voice of Qinglong's great anxiety and anxiety suddenly sounded.

"Soul fire, what is it?" Zhao Xiang hurriedly asked, knowing that he and his confidant could not be defeated in a hundred battles.

"I don't know, all in all, this soul fire is extremely fierce, and it is a great killing weapon for the secret cultivation of the demon clan in ancient times!"

Qinglong's voice echoed in the depths of Zhao Xiang's soul.

Although he didn't know what the power of this fire was, Zhao Xiang knew at a glance that it was definitely not an ordinary magic flame.

Not only that, Zhao Xiang also seemed to sense a sense of intimacy from this fire, yes, it was a feeling of intimacy.

Could it be that this soul fire was actually extracted from the soul of the Zhao clan and refined?

Zhao Xiang set off a flame of anger and shame in his heart.

But he knew very well that this was not the time to be angry.

What he Zhao Xiang was facing was the clone of the Ximen Tiger in the Supreme Bag of the Undead Clan.

Ximen Tiger is well prepared, and may be remotely controlling the battle of Buddha City in the Supreme Venerable Realm, controlling his own every move at any time.

If you make a slight mistake, you will definitely enter a place of no return.

In fact, it was just as Zhao Xiang expected.

At this moment, the Supreme Realm. Ximen Tiger cultivated a secret place.

is using great magical powers, paying attention to the battle of Buddha City, Zhao Xiang and his clone Che Qihong are engaged in a battle of life and death.

Ximen Hu's originally determined and indifferent face finally couldn't help revealing a trace of surprise in the blink of an eye.

On the light curtain in front of him, there were pictures of Zhao Xiang and Che Qihong competing with each other with their own moves.

The feeling to Ximen Tiger is that it seems that Che Qihong has been pressed and beaten by Zhao Xiang all the time.

If it weren't for the successive killer moves, Che Qihong would not have been able to pass three moves smoothly under Zhao Xiang.

It wasn't until Zhao Xiang revealed two clones, a puppet forbidden, and a soul altar that Ximen Hu understood that if he didn't ride the car remotely, Zhao Xiang would win immediately.

In this way, Ximen Tiger's eyes flashed sharply, and the plan I had been planning for tens of millions of years was likely to come to naught!

Therefore, at this moment of great urgency, Ximen Hu pointed to the light curtain.

And Che Qihong's heart trembled violently, and a black light burst out of his chest.

Che Qihong understood that the Supreme Venerable Realm's deity Ximen Hu directly controlled himself to make a move.

Although it feels very bad and uncomfortable to be called as a puppet and used in front of a gun, as long as you can kill Zhao Xiang.

Che Qihong hates Zhao Xiang too much!

He couldn't help Zhao Xiang to be split by the five horses immediately, and his soul was scattered immediately!

He has been pressed and beaten by him to feel humiliated and humiliated, he really doesn't want to try it again, even for a moment!

And Zhao Xiang saw that Hei Mang was so weird and gloomy and Daoist friends were silent, and his brows furrowed as if he had thought of something!

Since it is the fire of the soul, doesn't my altar of the soul happen to be the nemesis of this fire?

My soul altar is a natural invisible altar!

The thirteen-layer soul altar held up in his hand immediately spun up under a soul fluctuation sent out by Zhao Xiang.

A multicolored bright light swooped out from the soul altar, spraying directly towards the black light that had just arrived at the Chixia Divine Sword.

As soon as the colorful strong light was entangled, it forcibly trapped Heimang in the vicinity of the Chixia Divine Sword.

Although Hei Mang struggled desperately to the left and right in the colorful bright light, he was never able to rush out.

Naturally, its seemingly endless power of annihilation was not at all.

And in a certain cultivation secret place in the Supreme Venerable Realm, Ximen Hu, who was paying attention to this qiē, saw this scene and immediately jumped like thunder.

"Damn, I'm going to let you die a bad death!" snarled and cursed.

While saying these words, Ximen Hu waved his hands again and again, and rushed into the void to fight the spell.

At the moment when Ximen Hu played the magic trick, the black light imprisoned by the colorful strong light emitted by the soul altar suddenly brightened.

The temperature of the black mangs suddenly doubled, and it seemed that in the next moment, the colorful strong light would be destroyed.

However, despite the black flames, the multicolored bright light was still unharmed, and there was no fear of this flame.

Zhao Xiang turned a blind eye to the change above his head.

With a flick of his gaze, he had already stared at the four black lights that shot in front of him.

"Could it be the Holy Demon?" Hmph, Your Excellency's deity Ximen Hu can't help but make a move, right?" Zhao Xiang sneered and muttered.

After Zhao Xiang sneered and muttered, there was still a trace of sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly shook a sleeve robe.

Almost simultaneously, several deafening thunderclaps rang out unexpectedly.

Four arm-thick arcs of gold shot out from his robe.

After a brilliant blur of gold, the golden arc accurately bombarded the four black lights that almost reached in front of him.

These four golden rays of light were the golden thunderbolts that Zhao Xiang had collected during the Hongmeng Emperor's Tribulation, which happened to restrain the four black rays.

After a few booms, I saw four dazzling golden rays explode, and a flash of black light enveloped it in.

These black lights are the illusions of ancient monsters, and they belong to the treasures that Ximen Tiger has collected for millions of years.

If he hadn't discovered that Zhao Xiang's supernatural cultivation was extraordinarily powerful this time, he would never have made a forcible move.

Seeing that the important chess piece rook placed next to the Emperor of the Wuji God Realm, Mo Wuxie, had fallen, he took decisive measures.

With the help of the clone of the remote control car riding Hong, the ancient monsters collected were projected to Zhao Xiang's side.

Due to the distance, the monsters at the peak of the late stage of the Supreme Realm were projected only in the early stage of the Holy Venerable.

The moment these soul projections bombarded Zhao Xiang with the help of the medium of Che Qihong, Che Qihong immediately understood the ins and outs.

The originally panicked face was quickly replaced by schadenfreude.

Che Qihong determined that Zhao Xiang would definitely die.

In the same way, Ximen Hu, who was far away in a certain cultivation secret place in the Supreme Venerable Realm, also thought the same.

However, in the next moment, whether it was Che Qihong or Ximen Hu, the smug and excited expressions on their faces froze suddenly.