Ji Luo knew that this remnant soul was terrifying, so he used his great magical power, Displacement Blade Recognition, to attack it.

This is the magical power of spiritual thoughts, which simulates the dislocation of blades in space and tears apart all existence where they are.

Ji Luo is a veteran and knows that spiritual power is most effective in dealing with remnant souls.

Ding Huan could see clearly that the remnant figure obviously did not notice that there was such a strong man hiding next to the protective formation and making a sneak attack.

In just a blink of an eye, it was torn into pieces by these dislocated blades.

Then the illusory shadow became weaker and weaker.

Ding Huan's evening drum did not stop.

Boom, boom, boom!

The sound of drums continued to fill this space.

The originally lonely and lonely space now has a desolate twilight.

In such a desolate twilight, the drum sound has a desperate rhythm.

This desperate Taoist rhyme instantly filled the space.

The sound of Taoism is mixed with the sound of drums, lingering incessantly.

The new soul is buried in the dusk and the drum is broken, and I send it to the world with a head full of snow. Look, the dusk is also Xiaoxiao, and the drum is also Xiaoxiao!

The extremely weak shadow finally stopped, and then trembled slightly, as if the drum sound hit the softness in the deepest part of his soul.

Or maybe the sound of the drum reminded him of the past.

Even Ji Luo, who was about to continue taking action in the distance, was affected by the Soul-Burying Soul Burying Power of Dusk Drum and stood there blankly.

No one, as long as they have had flesh and blood, as long as they have had seven emotions and six desires, cannot be unaffected by this magical power.

Although Ji Luo is strong, his current strength is absolutely incompetent, and there is no way he can stop this twilight drum rhythm that strikes the deepest part of people's hearts.

When Ding Huan saw that Ji Luo didn't take action, he knew he couldn't rely on this old guy anymore.

His reincarnation gun turned into a gun curtain, which spanned the distance of space in an instant and enveloped this thin shadow.

The murderous aura of death finally made the shadow of the remnant soul immersed in the twilight drum wake up.

It's just that it's too late at this moment.

"boom!"

The spear tore the shadow of the remnant soul into endless fragments.

These fragments quickly dissipated under the violent Taixu flames.

A faint, almost invisible Tao Yun quickly tore through Ding Huan's trapping and killing formation, and then broke through Ding Huan's first-level trapping and killing formation.

In the end, he was stopped by the soul-locking divine formation arranged by Ji Luo.

Ding Huan caught up in time, and the reincarnation gun combined with the Taixu flame struck the almost non-existent soul thought again.

"Stop..." The soul thought turned into three inaudible bytes and fell in Ding Huan's ears.

It is impossible to stop.

Not to mention that in the sea of ​​ash, he destroyed those thoughts because of this residual soul that burned his body and soul. How could he stop now?

Ding Huan never wanted to experience that kind of pain again in his life.

Click!

All soul thoughts turned into nothingness under this shot and disappeared without a trace.

Ding Huan felt relieved, finally killing this remnant soul.

He lowered his head and looked at the bloody hole on his chest, which had not yet recovered.

Not only that, there was also a bloody hole in his neck, which was also not repaired.

Daoyun is still flowing around the wound, so Ding Huan is not worried. With his recovery ability, he can fully recover in a day at most.

Ji Luo flew over with the scale of heaven and earth, and sighed: "I really didn't expect that you are actually at the peak of your immortal body. Not only that, you also have such terrifying artistic conception powers. Is that Dusk Drum?"

"Not bad." Ding Huan's voice was a little unclear because there was a bloody hole in his neck.

"Do you know what the most right thing you did just now is?" Ji Luo said again.

Ding Huan hesitated for a moment: "Did you not follow this guy when he ran away?"

This was indeed the case just now. If he had chased this remnant soul immediately when it escaped, he would probably not be far away from death now.

After he was seriously injured, Ji Luo was definitely no match for Remnant Soul.

Ding Huan even wondered if Ji Luo was bragging with him and becoming a saint? Where can there be such a novice saint?

From the moment he met this guy, there were only two things about him that made him feel okay.

The first is that this guy's ban level is really good, and it is no different from the natural ban when it is arranged.

The second thing is that this guy has a copy of Three Thousand Avenues.

"no."

Ji Luo replied: "The most correct thing you did was that you didn't hesitate or hold back on the last shot, otherwise the opponent would have escaped.

When the other party says "Stop", if you thought you had locked the other party and wanted to press for any information, the other party would have broken through the boundary and left."

When he said this, Ji Luo felt a little ashamed.

He should have taken action at that time, instead of letting Ding Huan continue to take action. What embarrassed him was that he was actually lost in Ding Huan's magical power of twilight drum for three breaths of time.

There is no way he would expose himself to such a shameful thing.

"Why?" Ding Huan was puzzled.

In fact, he really had 10,000 reasons to keep this remnant soul.

After all, the relationship between him and this remnant soul was too deep, so he had reason to keep the other person, and then asked about the specific reasons and circumstances.

However, he had a vague feeling that this was not a good thing, so he didn't hesitate in taking the shot just now.

"He is using a top-notch magical power, which can penetrate into all divine formations in the form of soul thoughts.

He even said that if it weren't for your magical power of artistic conception that kept him from completely waking up from his artistic conception, he would have succeeded."

Ji Luo's tone was solemn.

Ding Huan believed Ji Luo's words.

Ding Huan doesn't know what Ji Luo's abilities are, if it comes to supernatural powers.

Ding Huan believes that there is no other person who knows more than this guy.

With three thousand avenues, what supernatural powers don’t you know?

He must also study these three thousand avenues carefully.

"Did you use the Poison Dao Principle just now?" Ji Luo remembered what happened just now and asked again.

Ding Huan's poison was not directed at him, he could feel it.

Ding Huan sighed: "This guy is too strong, and my poisonous Dao is of no use to him. Fortunately, this guy is affected by the magical power of artistic conception."

This was the first time that Ding Huan's tarsal tunnel didn't work, and it didn't even affect the opponent.

Ji Luo shook his head: "Your artistic conception power is terrible. The reason why this remnant soul was affected by the artistic conception power is probably related to his own experience.

Otherwise, your artistic conception power may not be able to affect him. Fortunately, I finally killed this guy, otherwise I wouldn’t be able to sleep."

Ding Huan looked at Ji Luo apologetically: "We only killed a trace of his remnant soul. I don't know if he has any other remnant souls."

Ji Luo chuckled: "I believe he has no other remnant soul."

"Why? How many more thoughts does he have..." Ding Huan asked in confusion.

"Does this guy still have Dao thoughts?" Ji Luo frowned again.

"Yes, there should be five. I killed one, and there are four more." Ding Huan did not hide Ji Luo.

"It seems that this guy is planning to fuse his remnant soul with his Dao thoughts, and then come out again. But I didn't expect to offend you and beat him back to his original form..."

Ji Luo murmured.

He knew a lot about this kind of thing, and as soon as Ding Huan said it, he knew that the thoughts left behind by the remnant soul would come with a chosen physical body, and then merge with the remnant soul.

On the contrary, he was shocked that Ding Huan was able to kill all the memories of this remnant soul. This was not so easy to kill.

"By the way, brother, you just said that this remnant soul will not have a second life. What do you mean?" Ding Huan asked.

Ji Luo hesitated and said, "I'm not sure now, maybe there really is a second or even a third remnant soul. This kind of demon is the most terrifying.

The reason why I say this is because of this tree."

Ji Luo pointed at the ancient cypress that was blown to pieces by Ding Huan.

"This ancient cypress tree?" Ding Huan was even more puzzled.

Ji Luo chuckled: "Gubai? Do you think this is Gubai?"
To be continued...