Log in and fight a hundred years in advance

Chapter 438 I Don't Believe It!
Zhao Li did not expect that the Spirit World and his party would, by coincidence, encounter the Soul Heavenly Emperor personally attacking the Spirit Clan.

After encountering it, he naturally would not let what happened before happen again. After breaking through the void realm, he descended into the spirit world. His eyes were slightly focused, and he discovered that there seemed to be something different among the spirit clan.

He suppressed the doubts in his heart, and after greeting the Soul Emperor, he looked away. Without him, he felt some slightly familiar atmosphere among the Spirit Clan.

His eyes swept across the Spirit Tribe, and then fell on a young man. At the same time, the pictures in his mind began to flow backwards. One year ago, ten years ago, a hundred years ago...

Finally, the picture in his mind was fixed on a young man's face in a small, broken world in a village. Correspondingly, his name appeared in Zhao Li's heart:
"Lingpo Mountain, the Two-Star Fighting Saint, is only a hundred years old. This speed is already extremely fast."

A hundred years ago, he entered the ruins of a small world and got one of the greatest opportunities on the road to practice. It was also at that time that he met the Soul Emperor for the first time. For a long time after that, the Soul Emperor was on his mind. A layer of nightmare, until he broke through the Dou Sheng, he was still extremely afraid.

A hundred years later, in still a small world, he met some acquaintances again, and also met the Soul Emperor. But this time, he was no longer the one who lost his composure. Perhaps he would be the Soul Emperor's nightmare for a long time to come. Until he wanted to give up his obsession and no longer regard himself as an enemy.

In a daze, Zhao Li seemed to be aware of reincarnation...

"It's really an impermanent world."

He sighed softly. It turned out that, unknowingly, he had been living in Dou Qi Continent for more than a hundred years. It turned out that the once pinnacle of the continent was nothing in front of him.

When Zhao Li lamented that fate was impermanent and seemed like reincarnation, everyone in the spiritual world finally came to their senses from the despair of being attacked by the Soul Emperor and having no power to resist on their own side, and then revealed their different thoughts. look.

When Zhao Li broke through the boundary and entered, it was not only the Soul Emperor who was shocked, but everyone in the Spirit Clan was also excited.

At first, Emperor Hun Tian came to visit him personally, and even asked the spirit tribe to surrender without saying a word. When they handed over the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade, they were frightened and angry.

After all, they had inherited it for too long. Even though they knew that the Spirit Clan had declined and was no match for the Soul Clan, they did not expect that the Soul Heavenly Emperor would dare to suppress the Spirit Clan alone. Under the so-called pride in their bones, they wanted to Emperor Soul paid the price for his arrogance.

However, when the Soul Emperor sealed the spirit world, and the spirit world was unable to move due to just the breath, and they could only watch helplessly as the Soul Emperor took away the people of the spirit clan, they finally despaired.

What a coincidence, Zhao Li came at this moment, like a god descending from heaven. Even the people of the Spirit Clan who didn't know Zhao Li, no matter how stupid they were, were all moved because they saw the previously indifferent Soul Emperor suddenly lose his composure. Understand that Zhao Li is by no means a simple person. What's more, they are not deaf. When Emperor Huntian exclaimed, what they heard was Emperor Dou!
They didn't want to believe it, but they felt it was extremely reasonable. The only one who could make such a terrifying being as Soul Emperor lose his composure was Dou Emperor.

Therefore, even if Zhao Li did nothing, just under his glance, everyone in the Ling clan felt great pressure. Ling Potian became even more nervous when he noticed that his gaze stopped on him.

Fortunately, someone quickly came to his rescue. Emperor Huntian's eyes flickered, and he was obviously struggling a little, but in the end, there was a look of forlornness in his eyes, and he shouted angrily:
"Pretend to be a ghost and let me reveal your true colors!"

Hearing this, Ling Poshan felt relieved. Even if that person almost destroyed the Soul Emperor of the Spirit Clan, he wanted to thank him. Without him, Zhao Li had put too much pressure on him!
When he heard Emperor Soul's roar, Zhao Li was slightly surprised. He once again cast his gaze on Emperor Soul, and saw the madness in his eyes. He suddenly showed a sarcastic smile and shouted:
"Noisy!" Seeing Zhao Li's expression, Soul Emperor's eyes became more and more gloomy, and he finally took action.

He didn't believe that someone would get it before him if he planned for thousands of years to get it!
Moreover, the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade from the Soul Clan and the Stone Clan has always been on his body. According to Void Swallowing Flame, no one can open the Ancient Emperor's Cave without the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade, and apart from the Ancient Emperor's Cave, there is no one on the mainland. Is there any place where Dou Emperor can be created?

If it were that easy, he wouldn't have been plotting against an ancient emperor's cave for thousands of years!
In fact, in the final analysis, Emperor Soul couldn't accept that his plan for thousands of years had ended in vain, so he took action with overwhelming unwillingness and determination.

The fighting energy in his body surged to the extreme in an instant, setting off a terrifying tide of energy. Under this surge of energy, the spiritual world seemed to have a tendency to return to nothingness.

However, Emperor Hun Tian was in the center of the vast and infinite Dou Qi, but he remained motionless. As his handprints changed, Dou Qi around him continued to condense. Suddenly, he let out a low shout, and the overwhelming Dou Qi condensed into a circle exuding death energy. The disk, the disk is covered with strange lines, and it looks like it is a magic circle.

The magic circle was formed instantly, and his scarlet eyes were staring at Zhao Li. There was an almost crazy look in his eyes. Then he waved his hand casually, and a streak of blood spurted out from the palm of his hand and sprinkled on the dust. On top of the misty magic circle, the power of the magic circle became even stronger. Finally, he pointed towards Zhao Li and shouted:

"The soul weeps, the soul-soothing tombstone!"

As his voice fell, a corner of a stone appeared in the magic circle, and then the whole piece appeared, which turned out to be a tombstone, and then the second, third...

The moment the tombstone appeared, everyone in the Spirit Race felt dizzy, as if they were about to fall into eternal darkness, but it was just a moment. Except for a few two people, no one could stand anymore...

And this is just the residual power of the soul-soothing tombstone. Their real target is not them, but Zhao Li!
Zhao Li could sense the terrifying aspect of Soul Heaven Emperor's fighting skill. It was an attack specifically aimed at the soul, which had a sense of draining fuel from the bottom of the cauldron.

After all, when the human soul is suppressed and falls into a deep sleep, no matter how powerful the energy is in the body, it cannot be exerted!
This fighting skill will probably have a big impact on people who are also souls of the Emperor Realm. Then, those tombstones may be able to smash the physical body of a Fighting Saint to pieces.

It's a pity that they are facing Zhao Li, the only Heavenly Supreme Lord in the mainland in ancient and modern times. He is a being who can only be suppressed by the same realm by the first emperor's cheating!
"Soul means? Not bad, but unfortunately, useless!"

Zhao Li sighed in admiration, but smiled indifferently. His dark pupils reflected the endless tombstones shooting from above. He immediately stretched out his fingers, tapped lightly, and murmured:
"Forbidden, dispersed."

His voice fell softly, just like the heavenly constitution. The group of soul-suppressing monuments that shot out like meteorites falling from the sky unexpectedly stopped suddenly only a few feet away from Zhao Li. Then it seemed as if Dongxue had met him. The warm sun begins to dissipate.

At the same time, Zhao Li's finger also passed through the space and landed lightly on the magic circle.

(End of this chapter)