The soul world is several times larger than the ordinary big world. It is not like a planet or a continent. It is like a cosmic rock that is more than 100 million miles long, shrouded in mist.

There are no stars, no day.

There is only a cloudy moon the size of nine stars, suspended above the big world.

"Shh!"

Zhang Ruochen quietly descended on one of the cloudy moons, without disturbing the monks stationed on the cloudy moon.

He looked down like a **** standing above the nine heavens.

The eyes are bright and the vision is very wide.

Pieces of black soil fields and rivers of corpses in the soul world, like a map, have a panoramic view. All the great monks have nowhere to hide.

The entire soul world, under the eyes of his God of Truth, could not hide any secrets.

wrong!

"what!"

Zhang Ruochen found a blurred area in the depths of the soul world.

Even Zhang Ruochen can see through the formation and outline of the divine formation left by the sages of the soul-suppressing clan at a glance, but there are still places that cannot be seen through, how can it be surprising?

"That's the spirit of the world in the soul world! Where is the sacred place? It left a means in the depths of the soul world, and even my heart of truth can't penetrate it? What is the purpose?"

Just when Zhang Ruochen was confused, a bright and hot beam of sword energy tore apart the cold atmosphere of the soul world, rushed into the sky, and escaped into the sky.

"Wow!"

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

He was seriously injured, half of his body shattered, in a state of blood fog, only one head and three arms were left with three heads and six arms, and the broken bones could be seen on his face.

In fact, it was the Pure Yang Divine Sword that dragged him, constantly breaking the rules and divine patterns intertwined in the sky, and escaping from the Soul Realm with unparalleled speed.

The Palace Master of the Order Palace had his white wings on display, chasing behind him, his face extremely ugly.

He miscalculated!

I thought that to deal with a heaven-replenishing god, I could press my finger to death.

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

In the world inside the sword, there is the divine spirit left by Chunyang Tianzun.

There are many monks in the big world who send their souls to the soul world, or experience in the soul world. To let Feng Yan escape like this is undoubtedly revealing the secret.

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

The Palace Master of the Order Palace had cold eyes and made up his mind. After cleaning up Fengyan, he must cleanse the Soul Realm without leaving any insiders.

...

Lin Xi didn't expect the danger to come so quickly, let alone that the Palace Master of the Order Palace was mad and openly shot at the Feng Clan Patriarch.

From this point of view, even if she has the identity of the disciple of Tianzun, she can't escape death.

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

Facing someone like the Palace Master of the Order Palace, she couldn't save Feng Yan, the only thing she could do was to escape and tell Feng Clan and Zhang Ruochen the truth.

Only they can challenge the Temple of Light!

...

Cult Master Fengxian stood outside the Soul Rescue Palace with a cold expression on his face.

The Palace Master of the Order Palace disappointed him too much, and he could make such a mistake in dealing with a **** of the Heaven-Mending Realm.

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

Beside him, Feng Jin presented the Soul-Controlling Ghost Seal with both hands, trembling all over.

Even the potential Feng Clan Patriarch dares to hunt and kill him, what is Feng Jin?

Although he is a great god, he is too insignificant in front of an ancient existence like the Immortal Cult Master. Even if you kill him, there are a hundred ways to cover up the past.

Only by being obedient and loyal enough, can you keep yourself and the Soul Clan.

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

Fengxian Sect Master took over the ghost seal and said coldly, "Why did your daughter run away? What does she want to do?"

"Teacher, don't worry! She can't escape, this **** will go to capture her and cut off her memory with his own hands." Feng Jin immediately assured.

Fengxian sect leader was awe-inspiring and said, "With your cultivation level, if you cut off her memory, you don't need the heavens to take action. Zhang Ruochen can use the way of fate to restore her memory."

Feng Jin's face changed in shock, and he struggled inwardly. He bowed and said, "She is now Young Master Lian's disciple, and she is also the deity of the Judgment Palace. If she falls, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain."

"What? Can't bear it?"

On the face of Fengxian sect master Xian Feng Daogu, there was a ferocious smile: "It is because she is the **** of the Temple of Light and died in the Soul Realm with Feng Yan, that no one suspects the Palace Master of the Order Palace and this seat. After all, it was the gods of the **** world who shot!"

"Take her back first, she still has some use for the time being."

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

With a pale face, Feng Jin crossed the space and chased after Lin Xi.

100,000 years ago, in order to survive, in order to save the Soul Clan, his spine was broken!

Once a person is used to kneeling, he will never be able to stand up again.

...

The divine power of the Palace Master of the Order Palace is flowing in Fengyan, constantly destroying his divine body and eroding his divine soul.

If it weren't for the divine protection that Chunyang Tianzun left in the sword, he would have already fallen.

The Palace Master of the Order Palace is an immeasurable cultivation base of the universe, and even if there is a starry sky, he can suppress a heaven-replenishing god. However, all the means of confinement he displayed were penetrated by the Pure Yang Divine Sword and could not be stopped at all.

After spending a lot of time, he finally stopped in front of Feng Yan with his speed.

Bai Yu, the palace master of the Palace of Order, is dazzling, with a figure of Yingzhuo, holding a crystal clear spear, and shouting out the divine voice: "Pure Yang Divine Sword, surrender to me!"

The sound waves kept invading the Divine Sword.

Unfortunately, the sword spirit could not be forced out.

The fingers of the Palace Master of the Order Palace drew an arc, and countless bright rules, like chains, rushed towards Fengyan and Pure Yang Divine Sword from all directions.

The world around him is under his control.

"Zheng!"

The sound of sword cries resounded through the soul world.

The sword spirit of the Pure Yang Divine Sword was further stimulated by the Divine Sound of Destroying Soul.

Tianzun's divine energy continuously escaped from the sword's edge, reflecting the sky into five colors.

Sword Spirit lived from the pure Yang Tianzun period to the present, and has been in a state of deep sleep to avoid the catastrophe of Yuanhui.

In the past, Feng Yan used the Pure Yang Divine Realm to slash strong enemies, and the sword spirit only woke up slightly, and only a very small amount of power erupted. Moreover, as a sword holder, with Feng Yan's cultivation at that time, he could only withstand so much power.

Fengyan inherited the profound meaning of Fengyun Ba and the essence of pure Yang, and he was transformed from the colorful mud of the Pure Yang Tianzun, just like Tianzun was born again.

It is precisely because of this that he can continuously absorb the divine aura in the Pure Yang Divine Sword, and his cultivation speed is astonishing. Now that he has reached the Great Perfection of the Upper God, he can mobilize the Divine Sword and burst into a stronger destructive power.

"cut!"

Feng Yan raised his sword in both hands.

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

The Palace Master of the Order Palace narrowed his eyes, realizing that he had once again underestimated this Wind Clan junior, and hurriedly mobilized his whole body and stabbed the spear in his hand.

In an instant, he turned into a round of brilliant sun, blazing white.

"boom!"

The palace lord of the Order Palace was slashed by this sword and flew out dozens of miles away in the void, and there was a burning bloodstain on his handsome cheek.

"Unexpectedly...the defense was broken by a superior god..."

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

Of course he wouldn't think that he was injured in Feng Yan's hands, 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 were to recover completely?

Could it be another divine artifact?

"The sword spirit of the Pure Yang Divine Sword cannot be fully recovered, it must be sealed." The Palace Master of the Order Palace secretly said.

After Feng Yan tried his best to cut out this sword, his body became even more tattered, with cracks everywhere, like it would be torn apart with a light touch. He couldn't move his energy at all, he could only watch helplessly as the Palace Master of the Palace of Order approached.

In the eyes, there is no fear, but a state of absoluteness.

Since he can't leave, then, even if he has to fight his life, the Palace Master of the Palace of Order has to pay the price. With all the divine power, break the heavenly barrier shrouded in the sky above the soul world, and let the heavens in the heaven sense what happened here.

The Palace Master of Order Palace settled the space and walked to Feng Yan step by step. He was about to seize the Pure Yang Divine Sword when suddenly...

He gave birth to a creepy sense of danger, and his body fell into an ice cave.

I saw that Feng Yan looked behind him, and there was a relaxed smile in the eyes that were absolutely absolutely.

The Palace Master of Order immediately turned around.

Under the dark blue moon, Zhang Ruochen's body seemed to have no weight and no breath, floating ten feet away, and said, "Os, as the Palace Master of Order Palace, you don't keep the order of the Temple of Light and the Temple of Heaven at all. Do you know what the crime is?"

This is the tone of judgment and the attitude of looking down.

"Zhang Ruochen!"

There was a look of panic in the eyes of the Palace Master of the Order Palace, and then he shot like lightning.

Not attacking Zhang Ruochen, but capturing Feng Yan.

He knew that he was not Zhang Ruochen's opponent.

But as long as Fengyan is taken down, Zhang Ruochen will be able to cast the mouse.

He is very close to Fengyan, close at hand.

However, he is also within 18 feet of Zhang Ruochen!

The distance that is so close at hand has become as far away as the ends of the earth.

Time became extremely slow, and space seemed to be stretched a thousand times, ten thousand times. The Palace Master of the Order Palace stretched out Feng Yan's hand very slowly, and countless divine patterns of rules flowed on his arms to fight against Zhang Ruochen's space rules and time rules.

"Feng Yan is the patriarch of the Feng Clan, and also my sworn brother. If you touch him, it will be a death sentence!"

Zhang Ruochen walked over step by step, clenching fists with five fingers.

On the arm, the divine energy of the unicorn glove erupted, shaking thousands of miles of space.

"boom!"

In the desperate eyes of the Palace Master of the Order Palace, Zhang Ruochen punched him out, knocking him straight from the air to the ground.

When it was still in the air, the body of the Palace Master of the Order Palace was already torn apart, his flesh and blood exploded, and his wings were broken.

One after another thunder and lightning were born in the void, hitting these flesh and blood and remnant souls.

A drop of divine blood, a strand of divine soul, can never escape.

The remnant of the soul is annihilated.

Flesh turned to black ash.

"Boom!"

Zhang Ruochen fell to the ground, and the ground under his feet turned into a purple field of lightning. He suppressed the body of the main body of the palace lord of the Order Palace, who was about to escape, under the lightning and kept burning.

The Palace Master of the Order Palace burned the soul and life essence, and used various forbidden techniques to improve his combat power, but he was unable to break free from the lightning shackles on his body.

"Sect Master, why haven't you taken action yet?"

The Palace Master of the Order Palace did not try to explode the source of the gods himself, and pinned his hope of survival on the Master Fengxian.

"Today, no one can save you!"

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his arm, pinched his claws with five fingers, and a space black hole appeared in his palm.

In the next moment, he directly separated the space and took away the divine source of the Palace Master of the Order Palace.

The divine source is suspended in the black hole of space.

No one knows what an exquisite space method this is, enough to make the gods in the world fear.

The ground tripod flew out of the space behind Zhang Ruochen, and took all the remains and souls of the Palace Master of the Order Palace into it. In no time, it was refined into dozens of divine pills.

Zhang Ruochen handed these divine pills to Feng Yan so that he could heal his wounds.

In the soul world, the celestial phenomena have changed greatly, and the cold wind is hunting.

Black clouds are like thousands of troops walking in the sky, covering the moon and the stars.

The voice of Fengxian Cult Master resounded in the sky: "Zhang Ruochen, as the Great Elder of the Space Temple, you acted recklessly and killed the Great Palace Master of the Order Palace of the Guangming Temple. This is a serious crime, do you recognize it?"

The gods of the soul realm appeared in the black cloud, all of them with strong yin qi.

Feng Yan was furious and said, "You are the wicked people to file a complaint first, obviously Os first wants to kill me and take my Pure Yang Divine Sword."

"The Palace Master of the Order Palace is just discussing with you, and all the gods in the Soul Realm can testify." Fengxian Sect Master said.

Zhang Ruochen stopped Feng Yan from continuing to argue, looked at the sky, and said, "The sect leader is right, Os, the master of the Palace of Order, was killed by this seat. He should be damned!"

The sect leader of Fengxian said calmly, "The Great Elder is trying to kill people, so there is no reason to say this?"

"To be reasonable, Feng Yan needs Tiangong. But as his eldest brother, he is in danger of life and death, so there is no need for reason. Anyone in the world who dares to touch him, I will kill him. Including you, the leader!"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were like swords, and he said with murderous aura, "Borrow the sword and use it!"

"Brother, take the sword!"

Feng Yan's eyes were full of fiery emotions, and he sent the Pure Yang Divine Sword to Zhang Ruochen with both hands.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the hilt, and the lightning field under his feet immediately turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The sword spirit of the Pure Yang Divine Sword was obviously also angry, and the divine aura kept escaping from the sword.

The swords of the entire soul world flew towards Zhang Ruochen.

The rules of kendo in the whole world are all gathered towards him.

"As expected of the Pure Yang Divine Sword! With this sword, who can stop me today?"

Sword Qi, Shenyan, and Tianzun's aura were flying around Zhang Ruochen, and that unparalleled aura made the gods in the soul world tremble and almost wanted to escape.

"Shh!"

Zhang Ruochen stepped through the space, lifted his sword to the sky, and went straight to the leader of Fengxian.

Fengxian sect master did not expect Zhang Ruochen to be so powerful, he just thought that the sword spirit of the Pure Yang Divine Sword was too domineering, so he did not avoid his edge.

The master of a sect, facing a junior, how could he retreat without a fight?

Thirteen skulls flew out from the body and turned into the size of a mountain.

In the skull, the green evil flame is exhaled, forming a destructive force.

"Boom!"

Zhang Ruochen slashed three swords in a row~lightnovelpub.net~ to disperse the thirteen skulls, and then burst out with rapid speed, and in an instant, he arrived in front of the Fengxian sect master.

"How can it be so strong?"

The leader of Fengxian realized that it was not good, and he played several magical powers in a row, ready to distance himself.

It's too late!

Zhang Ruochen swung out the Pure Yang Divine Sword, and the one-word kendo broke out, directly drawing a horizontal "one" in the void, cutting the space, cutting off the magical power, and splitting the divine body of the cult leader.

The blood of the gods is like a waterfall, sprinkled to the ground.

The entire soul world seemed to be quiet.

So shocking!

A leader who is at the peak of immeasurable freedom, the figure standing at the peak of the universe, was cut in two by Zhang Ruochen with the trend of destroying the dead. The gods of the soul world were so frightened that their souls flew away.

(End of this chapter)