Just now, a Kui Mulang traumatized tens of millions of heavenly soldiers and gods and tens of thousands of Yellow Turban heroes in the Tianluo and Earth Net Formation.

Now eight powerful people with the same strength as him, and only one-line weaker than him approached at the same time. Yin Xuege calculated that these eight people took action at the same time, and the Tianluo and Earth Net Array could not withstand their attacks.

However, with a world as its foundation, Yin Xuege sneered. The air around him fluctuated continuously, and there were tens of millions of heavenly soldiers and gods. More than 8,000 Yellow Turban Warriors escaped from the Hongmeng World and joined the Tianluo and Earth Net Formation.

At the same time, more than 3 billion cultivators with successful cultivation in the Hongmeng world also emerged one after another, holding the net of heaven and earth and merged into the formation.

More than 30 billion cultivators are only about 30% of all cultivators in a planet in Hongmeng World. Their cultivation has not even reached the level of the fairyland, but they also have the strength equivalent to the Yuanshen Realm in the Yuanlu World!

They joined the Tianluo and Earth Net Array, and with the huge number of people, the power of the array has increased by five times.

With five times the offensive and defensive power, even if the eight powerful people in front of him take action at the same time, Yin Xuege has the confidence to resist it.

The Soul Lord was stunned. He looked at the figures that kept appearing around Yin Xuege, and the people holding the net of precious lights in their hands to form a huge formation that he had never seen before. His face twitched slightly.

"Stop!" The soul master shouted softly, and the eight-c-position powerful man who was forcing him to stop at the same time.

In the formation, Kui Mulang, who was wrapped in the River Styx, let out a tragic howling sound. All his memories were washed away by the River Styx. His huge soul power was extracted and refined by the River Styx, and turned into the pure source power of the soul, which was evaporated into the formation of the Heaven and Earth Net, nourishing the souls of all the monks participating in the war.

Kui Mulang has an extremely high realm and has a very strong cultivation level. He is a mixture of the Dao Zun Heavenly Souls kneaded in the eight Dao Zun realms. After his soul was refined, the soul of more than 3 billion cultivators in the array increased by about 50% of each person's soul.

"Junior, do you really dare to take the poison?" The Soul Lord looked at Yin Xuege coldly, and he said angrily: "If it weren't for my soul refining array and besieging those old and immortal ghosts, I must draw your soul out and refine you for countless years, allowing you to enjoy countless pains, but you will never be able to be reborn."

"Don't say fierce words. Do these nonsense make sense?" Yin Xuege looked at the soul master and said calmly: "Kui Mulang, I'll kill you. What do you want to do? Let's make a comeback! You, Chaos Ghost Grass... What is your relationship with Tianai Si?"

Chaos Ghost Grass, Yin Xuege quickly flipped through his memories. In the name of Chaos, he could still be entangled with the Six Buddhas and Six Paths for so many years, but he could only be powerful creatures born in Hongmeng. But in his memory, there was no such guy.

There are a lot of powerful people born in Hongmeng. Yin Xuege only knows the most powerful ones, who are happy to make trouble and make trouble, and let everyone in the world know their names. He has never heard of other low-key and secret existences.

So, Chaos Ghost Grass, he really didn't know where this guy came from.

The soul master clenched his fists tightly, and he grabbed a large handful of white hair from his mount between his ten fingers. The white cow under him grinned and widened his eyes, and the long hair on his neck was pulled tightly by the soul master. The old cow with a shocking cultivation felt very uncomfortable, but he did not dare to say anything.

After being silent for a long time, the Soul Lord said coldly: "The Heavenly Love Corpse... I created him. You can think that he is my ally. Or rather, he is just one of my countless slaves. The Heavenly Love Demon Palace is a force I control, so you shouldn't make things difficult for me."

Taking a deep breath, the Soul Lord roared at Yin Xuege and said, "You shouldn't be embarrassed with me at all! You don't know who you have offended!"

"Chaos Ghost Grass!" Yin Xuege smiled relaxedly: "Is this name very famous? I know the Lotus of the Miscellaneous Worlds, I know the Pure Swallow Tree, I know the Big Dragon Elephant Treasure Tree, I also know the Yin-Yang Ji Ji Vine, I even know the Colorful Bodhi Tree... But Chaos Ghost Grass, I'm sorry, I've never heard of it. You are not as famous as Xuanwu and White Tiger!"

The Soul Lord was so angry that he couldn't speak because of Yin Xuege's frivolous tone.

He stared at Yin Xuege straight, and after a while, he sneered: "I am not as good as Xuanwu. The White Tiger is famous? Do you know that after their fall, without me, how could a trace of residual souls be reunited on their broken bodies and cultivate and take shape again? It is all my power and my magical powers, so they have the opportunity to come back!"

A grim smiled, and a strange light suddenly flashed in the soul master's eyes.

Yin Xuege was staring at the Soul Lord. Just now, this guy ordered the eight most powerful Taoist masters to stop, but he still did not relax his vigilance. After all, they were only a hundred miles apart, just a hundred miles apart. For the Taoist master of Kui Mulang, this distance is also considered a distance?

He was always wary of these guys' surprise attacks, but he didn't expect that the Soul Lord suddenly took action, and it was almost a sneak attack.

His eyes turned dark, and the invisible evil force shook his soul and twitched his soul, and he was about to pull his soul into an indescribable hell cave, allowing his soul to completely sink in the darkness of the world without seeing the sky and the earth.

There were countless unjust souls crying, yelling, and roaring in his ears. He heard the mourning of countless creatures before his death, the desperate cry of countless women, and the crisp sound of the bodies of countless elderly and children when they were cut into pieces.

The cruelest and most terrifying voices in the world echoed in his ears, and countless tragic souls of the wronged were complaining, cursing, and seducing him to join their team and become a member of the fallen souls.

He saw countless illusions, from before the opening of Hongmeng to now, countless of the most cruel scenes in the world have been staged.

A warm and caring family suddenly suffered a tragic disaster.

The beautiful and kind girl was suddenly violently killed by someone.

An innocent and cute child has been refined into a little evil creature.

The peaceful and peaceful country was suddenly invaded by foreign enemies, and the rude barbarians destroyed the prosperous civilization and made the earth blood flow into a river.

There are countless scenes that are far more cruel, shameless, million times more bloody, million times more dirty, and million times more dirty than these scenes. All the scenes are accompanied by terrible sounds, accompanied by countless pungent stenches and various filthy smells.

The smell of blood is just the most "fragrant" of these smells. The other stenches and various indescribable stenches almost shattered Yin Xuege's soul. These stenches are like the smells that have been broken since the creation of the world, and have been buried in a big pit. After adding various feces and other poisons by making wine, it has fermented countless years after it was born.

The black air spread on Yin Xuege's face, which was clearly an illusion coming from his soul, but this almost substantial illusion directly affected his body and his soul.

"Ignorous junior, I want to kill people, where do you need them to do it?" The Soul Lord smiled smugly: "Although I am just a clone, my horror is not something you can imagine? Oh, strangely, you have the aura of the White Bone Phantom God Array, why are you not my person? What did you use to resist the attack of the White Bone Phantom God Array?"

The soul master frowned and shook his head in confusion: "It's the six Buddhas and the six paths of the means? Isn't it possible? If they could have such means to resist my white bone illusion god, wouldn't it be like... Well, they would have suspected something long ago? If this were the case, Kui Mulang and the others would have been lurking in their respective sects for so many years!"

An old Taoist dressed in a shiny dress sneered. He strode forward, holding a Vajra sword in his hand, and stabbed directly at Yin Xuege, whose entire body was entangled in black air.

The Soul Lord smiled relaxedly: "That's right, that's it. Kill him and extract his soul. I'm very curious about how he avoided my white bone phantom god. Also, who is he? In the current Holy Spirit Realm, there are many people who can kill Kui Mulang, but he shouldn't be there!"

The Soul Lord stared deeply at Yin Xuege's face filled with black air: "You shouldn't be there, little guy! Where did you come out? So many people around you, although they are a little weaker, their power can be integrated, proving that they all adhere to an overall cultivation system... There shouldn't be such a power hidden in the Holy Spirit World."

He gritted his teeth and pulled two handfuls of white hair from the white cow's back: "The entire Holy Spirit world is full of my eyes and ears, and there shouldn't be variables like you hidden! Variables? I hate variables, uncontrolled variables, this is the most annoying thing in the world."

The Vajra Sword is less than an inch away from Yin Xuege's eyebrows. With a powerful Daozun who is in the realm of Destruction of the Ten Thousand Tribulations, the attack power and such distance can almost announce the complete fall of that immortal.

But Yin Xuege suddenly opened his eyes, and the innate star map spiraled rapidly around him. A trace of evil soul power sent into his body by the soul master was stirred and shattered by the innate star map, and was swallowed and absorbed by infinite starlight.

The soul avenue of Hongmeng World was completed a little more. Yin Xuege stared at the Vajra Sword that was stabbed in front of him, and slashed out with a light knife with a Chaos Creation Sword.

"Retreat!" The Soul Lord yelled sharply.

The old Taoist, wearing a shiny robe and holding a Vajra Sword, was stunned and still stabbed Yin Xuege with a sword.

The next moment, the Vajra Sword shattered, and the Chaos Creation Sword ripped open the Taoist body like a bamboo shoot, and cut his Taoist body into dozens of pieces.

A shrill roar came, and a Taoist Heavenly Soul with four heads and eight arms flew out of the Taoist body. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!

ps: Be careful planning about the origin and character of the Soul Lord!

Today’s third chapter, what should be after supper!

Hope to write down his unwillingness!

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