The spiritual light on the Nascent Soul of the old man Qing Lin flickered disorderly, and his aura was extremely unstable, sometimes strong and sometimes weak. It was obvious that he had suffered great damage in the process of escaping from the power of the purple-gold sun.

At this time, he was forced out from the void again, which not only made the magic power in his body more chaotic, but also caused a huge shock to his mind, making a buzzing sound.

But he didn't care about these at all. With the magic power flowing in his body, he teleported again.

Suddenly, with a "clang" sound, the Nascent Soul seemed to have hit its head against steel, making a dull sound, and fell backwards with its head tilted back.

It turned out that Ye Ming used the purple gold vortex and the remaining might of the scorching sun to imprison and freeze the entire void near the old man's Nascent Soul, making it indestructible. Ordinary teleportation techniques were simply unable to break through the might and hide in space.

The Nascent Soul of the old man Qinglin was hit so hard that he saw stars. He had no time to see the surrounding situation clearly. Without hesitation, he changed direction and used the teleportation technique again to escape.

But Ye Ming did not give him any more chances, as his men had already quickly moved to the vicinity of the Nascent Soul.

As his four arms danced quickly, purple-gold fist shadows emerged from his body. Amidst the rumbling sound, purple-gold light appeared around the old man's Nascent Soul.

A tremendous force suddenly surged from all directions, binding the hands and feet of the Nascent Soul to his sides, so that even a finger could not move.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Ming stretched out one arm like lightning, and with a "puff", he grabbed the old man's Nascent Soul in his hand, and squeezed it hard, reducing the Nascent Soul to only a few inches in size.

"Ah... I advise you to let me go, otherwise your entire human race will be buried with me!" The Nascent Soul of the old man Qinglin let out a shrill scream, but he still did not forget to threaten fiercely.

Ye Ming was unmoved by this. A flash of light appeared on his other hand, and a golden jade bottle and several talismans painted with gold and silver runes appeared in his palm at the same time.

Then he aimed it at the mouth of the bottle and stuffed the old man's Nascent Soul into it. Several talismans automatically floated up without wind and "puffed" turned into brilliant rays of light, sealing the jade bottle.

"you dare!"

At this moment, Ye Ming's three heads roared at the same time, and his whole body burst into a dazzling purple-gold light. He moved away in a flash, and his target was the Xuantian treasure, the Star-Moon Banner, that the old man Qinglin was driving.

It turned out that when Ye Ming captured the old man Qinglin's Nascent Soul, the precious flower in the distance moved.

I saw a pink strange flower spinning under the woman's feet, and a pink light swept out, wrapping her figure and disappearing into the void.

When Ye Ming sealed his Nascent Soul, this woman had already appeared not far from the Star-Moon Banner.

After the old man's Nascent Soul was hit, the power of this flag immediately dropped and was suppressed by the power of Ye Ming's Holy Demon Controlling the Sun and the Xuantian Soul-Slaying Sword.

At this moment, Baohua turned her jade hand over, and a tender green branch with several pink flowers appeared in her palm.

She stretched out her slender jade hand to pick one of the flowers, and flicked it lightly. The flower suddenly turned into a small pink beam of light that shot out and instantly came above the two star and moon flags, sweeping them up in it.

The Star-Moon Banner, whose power had already been greatly reduced, immediately shone brightly after being enveloped by the pink light, and the two banners disappeared in a blur.

But the pink light was also shining brightly, and pink strange flowers emerged from it. The flower buds spun around, and an invisible force swept out.

Under the influence of this force, golden and silver lights flashed at the edge of the pink light, and the Star and Moon Banner appeared.

The gold and silver runes on the banner flashed wildly, and with a buzzing sound, it wanted to fly away again.

However, both the moonlight from the Crescent Moon Banner and the starlight from the Star Banner were weakened at the same time, so that no matter how hard the banners struggled, they could not break free from the pink glow.

At this moment, Ye Ming's figure had appeared not far from the treasure flower. With six palms quickly pinching seals, a vortex of purple-gold light with a diameter of several miles suddenly appeared, covering both him and the treasure flower.

A huge force surged out and slammed into the precious flower.

"Hehe, fellow Daoist, you have already used this magical power in front of me once. Do you think it will be useful to me again?" Baohua smiled brightly and waved her jade arms in front of her chest.

Suddenly, a rich pink light swept out and spread over hundreds of feet in an instant, forming a pink mist.

There was a loud rumbling sound, and after the huge force hit the pink mist, it was dispersed in all directions and unloaded from all directions. The force that actually acted on the pink mist was less than half left.

This bit of power was completely dispersed by a casual sweep of the flower branch in Baohua's hand.

Ye Ming's eyes fixed as he looked at it, then he waved his hand casually, and three golden lights shot out from his sleeves. After circling in front of him, three golden beetles about ten feet long appeared, with their fangs bared and looking extremely ferocious.

"Huh? So you have three gold-eating beetles! These three beetles alone can indeed resist ordinary Mahayana monks. But to me, they are just so-so." When Baohua saw the golden beetles, a strange look appeared in her eyes.

As she spoke, purple-gold lines flashed on the gold-eating beetle's body, and after it opened its fangs, it turned into three golden lights and pounced towards her.

Baohua chuckled, then plucked another rare flower from the branch and twisted it with her fingers.

With a "bang", a pink mist rose up and enveloped the three gold-eating bugs at the same time.

The gold-eating beetle opened its mouth and sucked suddenly, creating a big gap in the mist and sucking the mist into its stomach.

But as the flower spun, more mist poured out, filling the gap in an instant.

The gold-eating bugs were soon submerged in it, and soon no sound could be heard, as if they were completely swallowed up by the fog.

Without causing any waves, the insect seemed to have disappeared silently.

Ye Ming was surprised. After careful sensing, he found that the connection with the gold-eating bug had become vague.

"Hehe, as long as the gold-eating bugs have not grown to the level of insect king, they can be restrained by the wood jade treasure. Although my wood-attributed spiritual domain cannot completely destroy them, it will have no problem trapping them." Baohua chuckled when she saw this.

Then the woman waved her other hand towards the distance, and the Star-Moon Banner bound by the pink light flew towards her uncontrollably.

But at this moment, a purple-golden light flashed somewhere where the Star-Moon Banner passed by, and the three-headed, six-armed golden body of the Brahma Saint appeared.

Six huge hands grabbed down at the same time, and six astonishing forces surged out, instantly fixing the treasure in the void, and it had no power to move forward anymore.

Seeing that the gold-eating bug was only trapped temporarily, Ye Ming moved and moved towards the Star-Moon Banner. The most important thing at the moment was to get this treasure into his pocket.

His speed was incredibly fast. With a flash of purple-gold light, he reached the Star-Moon Banner and reached out to grab it.

Just as my fingers were about to touch the flagpole, a light laugh reached my ears.

"It's not okay for you to be so anxious about the treasure, fellow Daoist!"

"Not good!" Ye Ming was shocked. His magic power started running at full speed. He shook his shoulders and punched around with his remaining fists without hesitation.

Countless rumbling fist shadows spread out rapidly around Ye Ming with a terrifying force, causing the void to buzz.

But the next moment, Ye Ming only felt a flash before his eyes, and after a dizzying spin, he appeared in an unfamiliar space.

The surrounding mountains disappeared, replaced by a thick sea of ​​fog that was everywhere, front, back, left and right. It stretched as far as the eye could see and it was impossible to tell where it extended to.

And in the distance ahead, a huge flower tree can be vaguely seen standing tall.

The tree was over a thousand feet tall, pale purple all over, and its canopy spread out to cover an area of ​​dozens of miles. Countless branches were covered with an unknown pink spiritual flower that looked a bit like a lotus, but each one was the size of a bowl.

He swept his divine sense forward, but found that with his Mahayana-level divine sense, he could only scan a distance of more than ten miles.

"This is... Xuantian Spirit Realm!" Ye Ming's face condensed. (End of this chapter)

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