Refining pills! Royal beasts! The good-for-nothing young lady is actually the peerless emperor’s dau

The most powerful thing about the descending soul is the divine soul.

Song Linglong knew this a long time ago, so she had already prepared a battle plan before taking action.

She used runes to enhance and assist Wang Huaijin, allowing Wang Huaijin to use power several times higher than her own.

Wang Huaijin then used his natural treasure to directly suppress the spiritual power of the descending soul.

Since then, the ability of the descending soul has been restricted.

In this case, if everyone fights against them, as long as their bodies are destroyed, their souls will die naturally.

When everyone saw that Wang Huaijin had suppressed the mental power of all the descending souls as planned, they couldn't help but feel excited.

"As expected of the dean's senior brother."

"It's really amazing."

"Even the descending souls from the upper world can be suppressed!"

The descending souls looked visibly depressed, which shocked everyone in the Holy Court. They seemed to see the hope of victory, and they all followed the plan and attacked the descending souls one by one.

The descending souls that could have crushed them could only be tied with them for a while because their mental power was suppressed and their cultivation was restricted.

However, those descended souls are all saints after all, and they have thousands of ways to deal with them.

A descending spirit glared angrily at the golden page in the sky, sneered, and with a 'pop' sound, the whole body instantly burned with scorching flames.

"Look at my great sun fire, it will burn these leaves to pieces!"

Blue, purple, white, red, orange, layers of different colors, brilliant flames lit up around him, he shouted and rushed into the void.

"Fellow Taoists, everything that follows will be left to you. When you get the Jie Xin, don't forget that my Fan family has a share of the credit for this."

As he spoke, his hands clung to the golden paper that covered the sky. At that moment, his body, and even his soul, burned.

When the other descended souls saw this scene, they were stunned for a moment. They had become saints, even in the third level of the middle heaven, they were all high above. At this time, seeing the sacrifice of the Flame Saint of the Sun God Fire Fan family, they still felt a bit tragic.

Before taking action, they never thought that they would be so passive.

And the golden pages of the book were actually ignited by the Great Sun Divine Fire used by Yan Sheng at the cost of his soul.

"Yan Sheng, go back with confidence, we won't let you down."

As soon as they finished speaking, Wang Huaijin spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The golden page was his destiny, and when one page was burned, he also suffered the backlash.

Song Linglong's expression changed instantly, and her beautiful eyes became extremely cold, staring at the soul that was gradually incinerated in the flames.

"Fire Saint, right? I remember you."

Yan Sheng destroyed their layout.

He sacrificed himself to set the other spirits free.

As the suppressive power of mental power disappeared, the descending souls became active one by one in an instant, and their souls exuded dazzling and powerful light and power.

The artifacts were sacrificed one by one.

Everyone's expressions were solemn, and they no longer had any secrets to hide, and they all used their killing moves. Jian Shaoshang’s sword of life and death plus the sword of time and space instantly arrived in front of a descending soul.

Clang!

When the sword reached the man's neck, there was silver armor that quickly spread all over the body of the descending soul, blocking Jian Shaoshang's sword.

"Hmph, you want to destroy our body?"

"We didn't know before that if you were surprised, you might succeed, but now that we know it, how can we let you get your wish?"

The descended souls have all reached the saint level, and everyone has no shortage of resources.

There are naturally defensive treasures as well.

After seeing through the plans of Song Linglong and others, they all put on armor.

Those armors are even artifact level.

It cannot be destroyed by iron at all.

At this time, everyone couldn't even break through the defense of the descending souls.

Everyone, who was originally extremely excited, couldn't help but feel a hint of despair in their hearts after they continued to use their strongest attacks, but could not damage the soul of the God in the slightest.

The way they look now is really like a cricket shaking a tree.

There isn't even a shred of hope in sight.

"retreat."

Song Linglong's eyebrows were still calm, and she looked at the scene in front of her with extremely calm eyes.

The leaders of the Nine Peaks of the Holy Academy retreated one after another.

"Hahaha, the ants in the lower world have seen you. You can't even break through our defenses, and you still want to stop us? What a wishful thinking!"

The descending spirits did not take Song Linglong and others seriously at all.

Now that he has gained the upper hand again, he is like a cat catching a mouse. He does not take action and just looks at everyone jokingly: "Tell us where Ye Ranyin and Jie Xin are, and we will let you go."

"You're dreaming!" Shen Canglang shouted loudly, refusing to admit defeat.

His colorful clothes were very conspicuous in the crowd, and now he was noticed by the descending spirits as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Huh, boy, you have a lot of backbone."

One of the descending souls stretched out his hand, and a white silk instantly flew towards Shen Canglang.

Shen Canglang's eyes widened suddenly, before he could react.

brush.

A sharp sword light split the silk from the middle, and a figure stood in front of Shen Canglang.

"Sword cultivator." The descending soul of the gods missed a single blow and looked ugly. He looked at Shen Canglang and Jian Shaoshang who was standing in front of him with an unkind expression: "According to the information, you are all friends of Ye Ranyin, right? Since you don’t want to say it, it doesn’t matter. When we catch you, your friend will naturally show up, right?”

The other descended spirits answered: "It doesn't matter if she doesn't show up. We kill one person every hour. There are nearly a hundred people here, and there are tens of millions of people in Lingwu Continent. We will kill her until she comes out!" (End of this chapter! )