Niu Yifu's long black hair flew in the wind, and his eyes showed an unfathomable dementoring gaze.

He grabbed the eleven pillars of light strangely with both hands.

Suddenly, a crystal-shaped ball of light condensed on the palm of his hand.

The size of the ruler is crystal clear and shines ル white.

Almost at the same time, Shang Xiangjun, Liu Yefei, and Yan Xiaoxiang shouted in unison: "The heavenly soul, the earth soul, and the life soul of the nameless boy are imprisoned!"

The seven high-level disciples of the Xuanzong Sect in the yellow aperture opened their mouths one after another to spit out gloomy words: "Detain the corpse dog!"

"Detention of Fu Ya!" "Detention of Bird Yin!" "Detention of thieves!"

"Detention and defilement!" "Detention stinky lungs!"

"Detention is not drugs!"

Shang Yu quickly spewed vitality at the ball of light in Niu Yifu's hand to maintain the ball of light rotating slowly and evenly.

Above the slowly rotating ball of light, three vague and eerily green humanoid points of light suddenly and strangely appeared.

Immediately seven faint and tiny shadows appeared, like dark tadpoles.

Niu Kazuo's handsome face showed a smug and eerie smile.

At the moment when Niu Yifu performed the Shadow Capture Soul Hunting Technique.

Zhao Xiang, who was in the fifth layer of the altar's core divine ring, suddenly shook his mind.

It's as if you're drunk, and immediately you're dizzy, foggy, and even confused.

At the moment when he was about to lose control of his consciousness, Zhao Xiang quickly sent an extremely weak command to Uncle Huan: "Do everything possible to arrest these ruthless people!"

If Zhao Xiang's soul is gone, then Uncle Huan, who is in the same breath as him, and now he is both prosperous and lossy, including the altar and the altar core divine ring that he Zhao Xiang has been cultivating, they will definitely not be able to get anything good, and the result will either be re-refined and collected by the supernatural powers, or it will become an ordinary bracelet again, and it will be thirteen.

As the years go by, as Uncle Huan, who is a machine spirit, his spirituality will definitely dissipate.

Until a certain amount of time is reached, it turns into eternal nothingness.

Uncle Huan doesn't even have the slightest possibility of self-destructing his soul body at the moment.

Because neither he nor Zhao Xiang expected that Xuanzong would actually use a shadow and soul capture technique that they had never heard of.

This kind of supernatural power is strange and ruthless, almost does not ask where the subject is hiding, and once it is used, it can detain its three souls and seven spirits without leaving any of them.

Zhao Xiang was detained for most of his soul when he suddenly realized that he had fallen into the terrible trap of Xuanzong.

But at this moment, it was too late, and he only had time to give an order to Uncle Huan, and then he lost consciousness.

Suddenly fell on the fifth layer of ground in the Divine Ring.

There's no time to regret or hate!

He has an empty body of the late stage of the main god realm, and he has achieved complete cultivation!

He could have completely broken through the imprisoned cultivation and killed the powerhouse of Xuanzong in three strokes and five divisions!

But unexpectedly, being smart was mistaken by cleverness, and he lifted a stone and shot himself in the foot!

At the moment when Zhao Xiang was unconscious.

There is only one trick left for Uncle Huan to use.

All his spells and all his cultivation are completely dependent on Zhao Xiang, and there is only one move left for Liliang.

Without thinking about anything more, and without the slightest hesitation, Uncle Huan pointed outward with both hands, and ten colorful rays of light shot out.

Whoosh, the light broke through the ring like an arrow, and swept the twelve people who were casting spells at once.

Uncle Huan tried his best to take a trace of liliang and took the twelve people who were wrapped in him to the area of the Divine Ring.

His eyes went black and he fell down as if he didn't know anything.

Fortunately, Uncle Huan now has the consciousness of employing people, especially after being nourished by Zhao Xiang's blood of the ancient gods, and has Zhao Xiang's meticulous and agile thinking, so he can still keep his mind awake after the master Zhao Xiang's soul is collected for three or four breaths, so as to complete the instructions ordered by Zhao Xiang in one go.

Staring at the crystal-shaped ball of light slowly rotating between his hands, and staring at the shadow of the soul that was staring more and more, Niu Yifu's eyes burst out with wisps of devouring coldness.

The rest of the people also focused almost all their attention on the implementation of the shadow capture soul capture technique, and they didn't expect that Zhao Xiang, a stranger who was caught by the shadow and the soul catcher, actually had a back hand and used a trick on the twelve of them.

When a multicolored light rolled over.

Niu Yifu shouted loudly with his feet, and with the momentum of a crane soaring into the sky, he broke free from Uncle Huan's inevitable move.

He slammed his hands into the crystal-shaped ball of light in mid-air one after another, and tried his best to prevent the ball of light from dissipating.

However, he could only helplessly watch as the colorful light swept away the eleven core disciples of Xuanzong and disappeared into the void.

"Damn," Niu Yifu kept yelling at the forbidden white crystal-like ball of light, "What kind of cultivation is this kid? Has he reached the level of Xuan Immortal? Is it an Emperor Immortal? Or is his cultivation not suppressed? Impossible, I obviously found out that he was only at the peak of the early stage of transforming into a god? Could it be that he saw something about me? Or is he ...... He's a messenger of the Ghost Realm?"

His eyes flashed with cold light, and his hand moved forward, and the white ball of light wrapped in the forbidden ru arrived in his hand full of spirituality.

He thought about it again and again, and finally made up his mind to spit out three mouthfuls of essence blood in a row at the ball of light.

The three mouthfuls of essence blood with a monstrous aura strangely melted into the ball of light.

An amazing scene occurred.

The white ball of light stopped spinning and quietly emitted an eerie aura.

The faint green dots of light and tadpole-like black shadows that slowly swam on it quickly turned red.

As soon as these points of light and the black shadow came closer, they condensed into the shadow of a person, and the face was blurred and could not be seen.

Niu Yifu gritted his teeth, his handsome face distorted, suddenly became hideous, and said sharply: "If you don't want to cultivate for a hundred years, I will also detain you and be my Yin Fire, hehe, with enough Yin Fire, it will not be difficult to dominate Qingluo Xing, dominate the fairy world and the ghost world!"

Rushing to the motionless ru white ball of light squirted a mouthful of essence blood again.

Stepping back three feet, his hands flipped like flying, and Niu Yifu's ten fingertips shot out ten black primordial infant fires.

Niu Yifu's face was pale, his whole body trembled, he held down his dizziness strongly, he didn't care about suffocation, and moved forward with his left hand.

The ball of white light bounced back into his palm with a scream.

On the half-inch-sized ru white ball of light, the originally vague figure was now condensed.

It is clearly Zhao Xiang's appearance, with sword eyebrows, starry eyes, rhinoplasty, and a sharp and angular face, as if a knife is sharpened, revealing strength and indifference.

"It's Zhao Xiang of the Wuyue faction, haha!" Niu Yifu laughed and fought the bull angrily, "It's such a short time, but it's only five or six years, it's actually the peak of the early stage of advancing to the gods, yes, yes, keep it well, and then kill it when you're fattened, haha, hey, boy, you will never think of who I am, I'll play with you, I haven't played such a wonderful game for a long time, I guess you won't disappoint the old man, right?"

Looking at the image of Zhao Xiang condensed by the soul in the white light ball, Niu Yifu's eyes showed a deep expression.

He immediately sent an order to the void: "Yin Fire One, come out." ”

In the void, a burst of blue-blue ripples rippled.

Immediately, a cloud of blue-blue mist teleported to Niu Yifu's side, and instantly condensed.

It turned out to be a human form condensed by a soul, looking at its cultivation, it turned out to be the peak of the late stage of refining.

Look at his appearance, forty years old, single eyelids, ordinary appearance, long figure, and several strands of black hair fluttering on his chest.

As soon as he arrived in front of Niu Yifu, he bowed down and bowed his head and asked, "Yin Huo No. 1 reports to the master, may I ask the master what is the matter with calling the slaves?" ”

With an ant-like gaze, Niu Yifu asked directly: "You have read through the secret history of the Qingluo Star Cultivation Realm, and you also know a lot about some secrets of the Immortal Realm, the Demon Realm, the Demon Realm, and the Divine Realm outside of Qingluo Star, just take a look, what are the secrets of Zhao Xiang, the master of the Wuyue Sect displayed on this soul ball, hurry up and come one by one, I still have ten breaths left to maintain the existence of the soul ball at most." ”