"Father, you still remember that the last time I was in Yanbei, I told you that I had obtained an [Ancient Soul Ring] in the Medicine King Valley."

Hearing this, Yan Dong nodded slightly, "Of course you remember, now you have an idea?"

Yan Wulu also immediately echoed -

"Some time ago, Yao Yingran came to Jinling, and he also brought me a bottle of potion he refined to restore soul power. Just sprinkle it on this ancient ring, and it will surely make the soul body reappear.

"

"...Back then, this soul body leaned over an ordinary advanced warrior and killed almost no one in Yaowang Valley."

"...Even Chunhua was no match for her. In the end, it was Master Junxing who took action and restrained her."

Yan Wulu recalled, and there was no lack of fear for this so-called immortal soul in his words.

"Well, just take that medicine."

Yan Dong was calm and composed, with a vague aura of a king, "...With my father here, no matter what kind of soul he is, he can't do anything."

"good."

Yan Wulu responded, and then took out the [Ancient Soul Ring] that he had taken from Xiao Zichen from the Najie.

There is an immortal's soul hidden in it. In the battle with Master Junxing, his soul power was severely damaged and he could not appear again.

And now...

In the celadon jade bottle, the thick emerald green liquid was completely poured onto the simple black ring.

The originally thick emerald green liquid disappeared instantly like water touching the vast desert the moment it came into contact with the ancient ring.

The entire bottle of thick liquid was completely drained.

The ancient ring seems to have just had some reaction...

Suddenly, the ancient ring flew away from Yan Wulu's hand and floated into the air.

The spiritual power surged around Gu Jie's body, and the soul of a woman with peerless beauty and purity appeared.

The woman was dressed in a green and white fairy robe. At first glance, she felt that she looked exactly like the legendary immortals.

When Yan Wulu was in Yaowang Valley, he also saw the true appearance of this soul body for a moment, but that moment was too fast, so he couldn't see it clearly...

Now when I looked at it carefully, I felt that it was extremely beautiful, and I think it definitely deserves the term "beautiful".

And unlike ordinary women, the soul body in front of her vaguely felt more like an immortal spirit coming out of the dust.

The woman had just materialized, and for a while she didn't quite understand the situation around her.

She looked around, not knowing whether it was her apprentice Xiao Zichen who helped her out, or...

"Prince Zhenbei!"

When the woman saw where Yan Wulu was, she frowned slightly. She didn't know whether it was internal force or some kind of energy, but a transparent long sword appeared in the air.

The woman pointed her sword horizontally and said in a threatening tone: "... Where did you take my disciple Xiao Zichen?!"

Yan Wulu looked at each other quietly...

Um.

He felt that it seemed that the opponent's soul power was greatly damaged and was almost sealed in the [Ancient Soul Ring], so there was no concept of the passage of time, right?

Maybe he had been in a coma, so when he appeared now, he mistakenly thought it was when he was in Yaowang Valley.

Seeing that Yan Wulu was indifferent to her words, the woman's face became even more angry.

She came at him with a sword.

The speed is even faster than in Yaowang Valley.

It seems that Yao Yingran's soul power potion was too strong, making him have more soul power than before...

Fortunately, Yan Wulu is no longer what he used to be.

He thinks to himself——

If I go all out now, I should be able to withstand five moves of the opponent, right? Or ten moves?

It seems that some people have the ambition of others and destroy their own prestige.

But Yan Wulu is still quite self-aware now.

He took a step back slightly, came to his father Yan Dong's side, and whispered: "Father, it's up to you!"

"Don't worry, Lu'er."

Yan Dong replied calmly.

He had been observing this soul body with his spiritual consciousness before. As for the difference in strength between the enemy and ourselves,

He already had a rough idea in his mind.

Thinking about it, I shouldn't need to make a second move.

The sword blade in the woman's hand was in front of her eyes in an instant...

Yan Wulu held his breath and concentrated, not squinting.

As for Yan Dong, it was only at this time that he gradually took action.

I saw his left hand behind his back and his right hand slightly raised. On the palm of his right hand, the golden inner energy condensed into a dazzling eyeball of the same size, like a star.

It was also at this moment that the majestic and overbearing internal power was released unbridled from Yan Dong's body, blocking his spiritual consciousness.

In an instant, the entire living room felt as if they were in a dark and void universe...

Only the golden dazzling star in Yan Dong's hand is the only light inside.

The soul of the immortal who had originally attacked with a sword felt only endless darkness of nothingness at this moment.

Her vision was dark...

Her consciousness could no longer perceive any existence.

It was as if his five senses and seven senses, including his spiritual consciousness, had been forcibly pinched off.

Suddenly, a golden light suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

That is the golden star, that is the golden sun, that is... a force that I cannot contend with.

After a moment.

The immortal's soul body was forced to the ground by the golden light, and her body became illusory again.

Seeing that the soul body seemed to be completely crushed by this golden light, Yan Wulu suddenly spoke out -

"Father, please show mercy."

Hearing this, Yan Dong slightly retracted his right hand.

Immediately, the golden light disappeared, and it was as if nothing happened in the living room.

The immortal soul was panting heavily on the ground... Although Yan Wulu didn't know why she was panting as a soul body? But it looked like she was panting.

"This soul is very hostile to you. Lu'er, you shouldn't keep her."

Yan Dong said, turning his wrist slightly, "...why not, let my father kill her for you, and you can send her to reincarnation."

When Yan Wulu heard this, he chuckled for a moment.

He opened his mouth and said——

"Father, killing is the simplest thing."

Yan Wulu said as he approached the soul and squatted down to look at him.

"...But, even if such a beautiful woman is sold to that brothel, she will definitely be the top one. Wouldn't this be more valuable than killing her directly?"

Yan Wulu's words contained a hint of joking...

The soul of the immortal seemed to have been hurt by Yan Dong. She was so arrogant that she only gasped for air for a while and did not even curse or refute.

When Yan Dong heard Yan Wulu's speech, he naturally knew what kind of temper his child was, and couldn't help but said directly -

"Lu'er, what you said is interesting. But as a father, you can't bear to sell her to a brothel."

"It's just a joke. Father, please don't take it seriously."

Yan Wulu chuckled and replied.

He stood up and his expression gradually became serious, "...This is the soul of an immortal."

"...Since the end of the so-called 'immortal period', there have been no immortals in the world for almost tens of thousands of years, right? Even Taoist monks are very rare."

"...The value contained in such an immortal soul is far beyond what can be measured by ordinary martial arts and martial arts."

Hearing this, Yan Dong felt that Yan Wulu's thinking was a bit too simplistic.

He couldn't help but ask: "Lu'er, do you think she will tell you the things you want?"

"Not sure..."

Yan Wulu said and continued to think: "But I think it should..."

Before Yan Wulu finished speaking, he was interrupted by a cold snort.

"snort!"

While the woman's soul was lying on the ground, she said arrogantly and disdainfully: "Even if I die, I won't tell you anything you want to know."
To be continued...