The phantom gradually condensed, and it was a dragon-shaped monster! A trace of cruel aura came out of the dragon-shaped monster and shot towards Leng Rushuang's confused soul.

"Hao!"

Ye Wushuang's tongue burst into spring thunder, and a loud shout exploded in the space of the bitter sea like frost.

The violent aura was shaken away by Ye Wushuang.

"Roar!"

The dragon-shaped phantom roared into the void, as if he could see Ye Wushuang through the void.

"Swish~" The dragon-shaped phantom turned into a stream of light that broke through the space barrier and directly appeared outside Leng Rushuang's body, facing Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang opened his eyes, and a magnificent coldness ejaculated in his eyes, "It's just a tangible and unsightly phantom. How dare he be so arrogant!"

"Roar!"

The dragon-shaped phantom shot towards Ye Wushuang with grinning.

"The Heavenly Sutra of Soul-Saving the Lord!"

Ye Wushuang's lips moved slightly, and a mysterious aura emanated from Ye Wushuang's body, and solemn golden lights surged over the sky and rushed towards the dragon-shaped phantom.

"Hiss~roar!"

A trace of fear appeared in the dragon-shaped phantom's tyrannical look.

In the blue pool, the spiritual power in Leng Rushuang's body surged faster and faster, and the Xuantian Empress Art was running rapidly.

"ah!"

Leng Rufroud roared to the sky, and a bead from the bottom of the azure blue pool flew out.

Bai Ling was already stunned. What's going on?

Why do so many accidents occur just by breaking through?

What exactly is that dragon-shaped phantom?

Why is there a tyranny that makes her mind sway?

Why is the dragon-shaped phantom so hostile to Ye Wushuang?

"Mr. Ye!"

Bailing shouted loudly, "Be careful! I don't know what that phantom is!"

"You don't know, I know, Bailing, please quit quickly!"

Ye Wushuang shouted.

Bai Ling's head shook like a rattle, "I don't! I want to protect the Dharma for Queen Leng!"

"Baoling is obedient! The current situation is different from your usual breakthroughs! Go out quickly!"

"roar!"

The dragon-shaped phantom seemed to have noticed Bai Ling at this time, and there seemed to be a kind of sinister smile in his tyrannical eyes.

"Swish~" A strange pull attacked Bai Ling, and Bai Ling looked dull, and then a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Hmph! Stubborn!"

Ye Wushuang's spiritual power was violent, and the Heavenly Sutra of Soul-Saving the Soul Repeating Episodes between heaven and earth.

"Wow!"

The strange pull rushed towards all directions like a tide.

"Uh~ah!"

"kill!"

"What are you doing?"

"Swish swish swish swish swish~"... In an instant, the entire Qingyun Sect seemed to be in chaos. The monks who used the mysterious place to break through the Divine Pill Realm lost their consciousness and rushed towards the secret retreat where Ye Wushuang was.

"Sure enough!"

Ye Wushuang's expression was cold and his eyes were murderous.

"Ho huh!"

The dragon-shaped phantom roared towards the sky, and mysterious auras merged into the body, and the phantom gradually turned into substance.

Bai Ling's eyes were red and attacking Ye Wushuang.

"The soul returns to the spirit, and the soul returns to the essence!"

Ye Wushuang formed a strange handprint on his left and right hands, and printed on his forehead with his left palm and the sea of ​​bitterness on his right palm. Bai Ling's eyes faded like a tide, and a burst of fatigue came over her face.

"Mr. Ye..." The lark slowly fell like an elf in the wind.

Ye Wushuang's figure was as fast as lightning, and in an instant he caught Bai Ling's delicate body and gently tilted Bai Ling.

"What you get from taking a shortcut is not the right way after all!"

Ye Wushuang sighed and checked briefly, and found that Bai Ling was not seriously injured, so he focused on dealing with the dragon-shaped phantom.

"Bang! Rumble! Clang!"

Outside the retreat, a group of people rushed towards Ye Wushuang like crazy. The Qingyun Sect disciples who still retained their minds looked at the disciples who were in amazement, not knowing what to do.

"What happened?"

"Not you? You were fine just now, but suddenly it was like this!"

"Is there something wrong with the Wushuang Ancestor?"

"Hmph, I just said I shouldn't use the mysterious pool for outsiders! Look, the punishment has come!"

"God! Please spare my Qingyun Sect!"

...For a moment, all kinds of noises were noisy, and the entire Qingyun Sect fell into extreme chaos.

"I didn't expect that your dragon shadow with only a trace of charm would have such wisdom and means. It seems that I underestimated you!"

Ye Wushuang looked solemn.

The dragon-shaped phantom had turned into a physical monster at this time, with an extremely proud look on his face.

"Lotus Heart!"

Ye Wushuang suddenly spoke.

As soon as Ye Wushuang finished speaking, a graceful woman appeared in the retreat.

"Wushuang, are you looking for me?"

The visitor is the soul of the Qingyun Sect world and the lotus heart.

"Control the space and imprison all the disciples of Qingyun Sect for me!"

Ye Wushuang spoke, although the disciples of Qingyun Sect were controlled, they were all innocent.

Ye Wushuang didn't want to attack the Qingyun Sect disciples, but if those disciples rushed into the retreat, it would be very likely to hurt Leng Rushuang. Leng Rushuang's breakthrough at this time had entered a critical stage and could not tolerate any interference.

Lianxin nodded gently, waved his plain hand, and the originally flowing colorful space frozen instantly, and the extremely chaotic Qingyun Sect was frozen in an instant.

The whole world fell into silence, and the dragon-shaped monsters roared wildly, but the disciples were indifferent. They were obviously imprisoned by Lianxin with the power of space, and were powerless.

"The whole world is completely pure."

Ye Wushuang's tone was indifferent, "Now let's play slowly!"

"Ho huh!"

The dragon-shaped monster suddenly grew in the wind, and soon filled the entire retreat.

"Lotus Heart!"

Ye Wushuang shouted.

Lian Xin understood and a space wall was born out of thin air, wrapping cold like frost inside the space wall.

At this time, the spiritual energy in Leng Rushuang's body surged to the extreme, and strands of the original energy of heaven and earth naturally emerged from the depths of the soul and traveled throughout the body.

The dark blue bead sank into Leng Rushuang's body with a "swish~" and appeared on Leng Rushuang's sea of ​​bitterness in an instant.

Leng Rushuang's soul opened her eyes, and a mysterious aura was connected to the bead, which was spinning.

Leng Rushuang's red lips opened lightly, and the beads were swallowed into the abdomen by the soul, staying in the dantian.

"Ao roar!"

The dragon-shaped monster that turned into substance screamed in horror, abandoned Ye Wushuang and rushed towards Leng Rushuang.

“Hey, want to run?

It's too late!"

Ye Wushuang's expression turned cold, and then she waved a golden light.

"Certainly!"

The dragon-shaped monster was confined in the air and could not move, and the Soul-Saving Heavenly Sutra resounded through the surrounding world again.

The dragon-shaped monster kept twisting and struggling but could not break free from the bondage. Ye Wushuang's eyes were neither sad nor happy, and the treasure was solemn, and the power of the natural scriptures wrapped the dragon-shaped monster.

"Roar~!"

The dragon-shaped monster let out an unwilling roar, and finally turned into a ball of blue smoke and floated into Ye Wushuang's palm.

Ye Wushuang pinched a magic trick, and the blue smoke turned into countless tobacco and headed towards the originally crazy disciples' sea of ​​suffering.

Qingyan, who had entered the sea of ​​Ku, the disciple of Qingyun Sect, shot towards the divine pill they had formed. A dragon shadow, which was so faint that it was almost invisible, roared unwillingly and dissipated with a loud bang.

"Lianxin, please untie the space ban!"

Ye Wushuang gave an order and the space ban was lifted, and the Qingyun Sect still maintained a strange tranquility.
Chapter completed!