Chapter 3638: Sword slashes Wuliang, and suppresses the soul world

The soul world is several times larger than the ordinary world. It is not like a planet or a continent, like a cosmic rock that is more than a billion miles long, shrouded in fog.

There are no stars here, no daytime.

Only nine stars-sized Yin Moons are floating above the Great World.

"Swish!"

Zhang Ruochen quietly descended on one of the Yin Yue, and did not alarm the monks stationed on the Yin Yue.

He looked down at the bottom like a god standing above the nine heavens.

The divine eyes are dazzling and the vision is very wide.

The black soil fields and corpse rivers in the soul world are like a map, and all the great monks have nowhere to hide.

The entire soul world, under his God of Truth, cannot hide any secrets.

wrong!

"Huh!"

Zhang Ruochen found a vague perception area deep in the soul world.

Even Zhang Ruochen could see through the formation and outline of the soul-suppressing clan's ancestors, but there was still something that could not be seen through. How could it not be unexpected?

"That's the spirit of the world in the soul world! Who is the sacred place? He left a means deep in the center of the soul world, and even my heart of truth cannot be understood? What is the purpose?"

Just as Zhang Ruochen was confusing, a bright and hot beam of sword energy tear open the cold atmosphere of the soul world, rushed into the sky, and scattered into the sky.

"Wow!"

Feng Yan held the Pure Yang Divine Sword and fled quickly.

He was seriously injured, half of his body collapsed and was in a bloody mist state. He only had one and three arms left with three heads and six arms, and broken bones could be seen on his face.

In fact, it was the Pure Yang Divine Sword that dragged him, constantly breaking the regular divine patterns intertwined in the sky, and escaping the soul world with unparalleled speed.

The Lord of the Order Palace spread his white wings and chased behind him, his face extremely ugly.

He miscalculated!

I thought that if you could press your finger to death against a god in the Butian Realm.

Unexpectedly, the sword spirit of the Pure Yang Divine Sword was actually alive.

The world inside the sword contains the spirit of the Heavenly Venerable left by Pure Yang Tianzun.

Many monks from the big world sent their souls to the soul world or practiced in the soul world. Letting Feng Yan escape like this undoubtedly revealed the secret of heaven.

If the news reaches the Pangu Realm Wind Clan, it will be a big trouble!

The Lord of the Order Palace had a cold look in his eyes. He made up his mind that after cleaning up Fengyan, he must clean the soul world without leaving any insiders.

...

Lianxi did not expect the danger to come so quickly, nor did she expect that the Lord of the Order Palace would openly attack the head of the Wind clan in a crazy way.

In this way, even if she has the identity of the disciple of the Heavenly Lord, she will not be able to escape death.

Lianxi did not choose to seek help from Feng Jin, but immediately fled to Santuhe.

Faced with a person like the Lord of the Order Palace, she couldn't save Feng Yan. The only thing she could do was to escape and tell the Feng Clan and Zhang Ruochen the truth.

Only they can challenge the Temple of Light!

...

The Fengxian Sect Master stood outside the Soul-Suppressing Palace, his face was cold.

The Lord of the Order Palace disappointed him so much that he could make such mistakes when dealing with a god in the Butian realm.

However, the Pure Yang Divine Sword was much stronger than he expected, and he was reluctant to give it to the Lord of the Order Palace!

Next to him, Feng Jin presented the soul-controlling ghost seal with both hands, and his whole body was trembling.

Even the head of the Feng clan with endless potential dares to hunt, what is Feng Jin?

Although he is a great god, he is too insignificant in the face of an ancient existence like the Fengxian Sect Master. Even if he kills him, there are a hundred ways to cover up the past.

Only by being obedient and loyal enough can you protect yourself and the Soul-Suppressing Clan.

Fortunately, the Fengxian leader needs someone to help him control the soul world and refine soul pills to increase the strength of his soul.

The Fengxian Sect Master took over the Soul-controlling Ghost Seal and said coldly: "Why did your daughter run away? What did she want to do?"

"Don't worry, the leader! She can't escape. I will capture her and cut off her memory with my own hands." Feng Jin guaranteed immediately.

The Fengxian leader was intimidating and said, "With your cultivation, you can kill her memory without any action from the heavens. Zhang Ruochen can use the way of fate to restore her memory."

Feng Jin's face changed, he struggled in his heart, and bowed and said, "She is now a disciple of Master Lian and a god in the Judgment Palace. If she dies, she is afraid... she is difficult to explain."

"What? I can't bear to leave?"

The Fengxian Sect Master Xianfeng Daogu's face showed a ferocious smile: "It is precisely because she is the god of the Temple of Light and died in the soul world with Feng Yan, that no one doubted the Lord of the Order Palace and me. After all, the gods of the Hell Realm are taking action!"

"Catch her back first, she is useful for the time being."

Immediately afterwards, he added lightly: "If she escapes, you won't have to come back!"

Feng Jin pale his face, crossed the space, and chased towards Lanxi.

Ten thousand years ago, in order to survive and to protect the Soul-Suppressing Clan, his backbone was broken!

If you get used to kneeling alone, you can never stand up again.

...

The divine power of the Lord of the Order Palace flowed through Fengyan's body, constantly destroying his divine body and eroding his divine soul.

If it weren't for the protection of the spirit and energy left in the sword by Chunyang Tianzun, he would have already died.

The Lord of the Order Palace has great cultivation, even if he is separated by a starry sky, he can suppress a god in the Butian Realm. However, the imprisonment methods he used were all penetrated by the Pure Yang Divine Sword and could not be intercepted at all.

It took a lot of time, and he finally blocked the wind rock with his speed.

The Lord of the Order Palace, Bai Yu, was dazzling and handsome. He held a crystal clear spear and shouted out the soul-catching divine sound: "Pure Yang Divine Sword, surrender to me!"

Sound waves continue to invade the Divine Sword.

Unfortunately, I couldn't force the sword spirit out.

The Lord of the Order Palace drew an arc with his fingers, and countless light rules were like chains, rushing from the wind rocks and the Pure Yang Divine Sword in all directions.

The surrounding heaven and earth are under his control.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the sword resounded throughout the soul world.

The sword spirit of the Pure Yang Divine Sword was further revived by the soul-capturing sound.

The divine aura of the Heavenly Lord continued to radiate from the sword edge, illuminating the sky into five colors.

The sword spirit has lived until now since the time of the Pure Yang Tianzun, and has been in a deep sleep state to avoid the disaster of the Yuanhui.

In the past, Feng Yan used the Pure Yang Divine Realm to kill powerful enemies, and the sword spirit only woke up slightly and only burst out with a very small part of the power. Moreover, as a sword holder, Feng Yan could only bear so much power with his cultivation at that time.

Feng Yan inherited the mystery of Fengyun Ba and the pure Yang essence, and himself was transformed from the colorful mud of Pure Yang Tianzun, just like the rebirth of the Tianzun.

That's right, he can continuously absorb the spirit of the Heavenly Venerable in the Pure Yang Divine Sword, and his cultivation speed is amazing. Now he has reached the Great Perfection of the Supreme God. He can activate the Divine Sword and burst out with stronger destructive power.

"cut!"

Feng Yan raised his sword with both hands.

The Pure Yang Divine Sword in his hand was like a torch, slashing straight forward.

The Lord of the Order Palace shrank his eyes and realized that he had underestimated the Feng Clan junior again. He quickly mobilized his whole body to stab the spear in his hand.

In an instant, he turned into a brilliant sun, incandescent sky.

"boom!"

The Lord of the Order Palace was slashed in the void by this sword and flew backwards dozens of miles away. A burning blood mark appeared on his handsome cheek.

"It turned out... that the defense was broken by a superior god..."

The Lord of the Order Palace was extremely angry and felt a great humiliation.

Of course he would not think that he was injured in Feng Yan's hands, but that he would only think that the Pure Yang Divine Sword was too powerful. I can't imagine how strong the sword spirit would be if it completely recovered?

Is it another magical artifact of the heavens?

"You cannot completely revive the sword spirit of the Pure Yang Divine Sword, and you must seal it." The Lord of the Order Palace said in secret.

After Feng Yan tried his best to slash out the sword, his body became even more broken, and cracks were everywhere, as if he had a light touch, he would be divided into pieces. He could not activate his spirit at all, so he could only watch the Lord of the Order Palace approaching.

There is no fear in his eyes, but rather a despair.

Since you can't get rid of it, even if you fight for your life, you have to make the Lord of the Order Palace pay the price. With all your divine power, you can break the barrier of heavenly secrets that covers the soul world, and let the heavens in the heavenly court sense what happened here.

The Lord of the Order Palace settled in the space and walked step by step to Feng Yan, trying to seize the Pure Yang Divine Sword, suddenly...
To be continued...