There were only two puppet remains that had been chopped into many pieces on the ground, and there was no trace of the evil spirit anywhere.

Faced with this sudden change, even someone as ruthless as Tianjing Zhenren couldn't help but feel sorry for the loss of his puppet.

Afterwards, the three powerful monks couldn't help but panic and looked around, taking out various treasures from their storage bags for defense.

At this moment, a strong and subtle spatial fluctuation came from somewhere nearby.

A pitch-black peak dozens of feet high appeared before everyone's eyes without warning, and then pressed down with the force of thunder.

It turned out that Chen Yun saw the situation was critical and immediately teleported the Qianchongfeng ancient treasure in his hand to the vicinity of the protective shield, temporarily providing a certain amount of protection for the three people.

However, just as the mountain peak had not yet landed, a black light suddenly appeared in the originally empty place, and the Demon Soul appeared there with a grim expression on his face.

Four sturdy arms were raised high up together, and four dazzling light blades quickly gathered together, turning into a giant black blade about ten feet long.

A deafening sound like a thunderstorm came from this giant blade.

The demon soul was seen holding a giant blade, aiming at the bottom of the black mountain without hesitation and slashing it down fiercely.

A deep and dark blade light silently gushed out from the blade.

A blinding light erupted from the bottom of the mountain, and the entire mountain shook violently.

Starting from the center, a crack as smooth as a mirror gradually appeared.

The black mountain was actually split into two halves by this blow.

Then, the two peaks slightly shifted their positions and fell vertically toward the ground.

The demon soul did not stop for a moment. He raised the huge black blade with both hands again, glanced at the five or six layers of protective shields built by the three monks, and a malicious expression appeared on his face.

Then, he swung his hands quickly, and the equally deep and mysterious blade light followed closely, slashing towards the protective shield on the opposite side.

The silver-haired old man, Tianjing Zhenren and others suddenly turned pale as paper.

Although they did not believe that the layers of light shields in front of them could withstand such a powerful attack, after their terrified eyes met.

The three of them activated the spiritual power in their bodies almost at the same time, which turned into three dazzling rays of light, and quickly flew away from the protective shield, speeding off in three different directions.

Among them, the silver-haired old man was rescued by Chen Yun, while Zhenren Tianjing and another old man chose to join Wei Wuya.

Chen Yun, who was standing nearby, was also frightened by the attack from the Demon Soul.

With the Demon Soul's amazing speed, once the three of them were separated, they would definitely be in an extremely dangerous situation.

However, at this moment he was busy using this rare opportunity to complete the final steps of setting up the Da Geng Sword Formation, and was unable to personally help.

In desperation, he could only quickly cast a series of complex spells around him.

While controlling through spiritual sense, he made the giant turtles carrying ice cones on their backs shoot out the ice cones at the same time.

Now Chen Yun does not expect these attacks to cause substantial damage to the opponent, as long as they can slightly delay the actions of the Demon Soul.

It would be enough to give the silver-haired old man, Tianjing Zhenren and another old man enough time to escape from danger.

The black mango knife cut the protective shields in half as easily as cutting vegetables. Then, the protective shields that the monks relied on turned into drops of spiritual light amid the roar.

After the Demon Soul released the sword, he saw the three enemies fleeing separately. His eyes moved towards the light of their escape, and a mocking expression appeared on his face.

At this time, there were thousands of ice cones above his head, trapping him tightly inside.

The Demon Soul shook his hands lightly, and the giant black blade in his hands flickered and turned into a dazzling ball of light again.

Then, he spread his hands, and the black light gradually stretched and thinned, and in an instant formed two black light spears that were two meters long.

He swung his arms vigorously one after another!
One spear of light rushed towards the old man, while the other one was thrown back and flew towards the silver-haired old man.

The demon soul himself stomped his feet suddenly, and his body instantly turned into a black light and rushed straight to where Tianjing Zhenren was.

A sharp cry was heard, and two spears of light flashed and disappeared mysteriously along the way.

The figure of the Demon Soul shook a few times and appeared like a ghost more than twenty feet away, instantly escaping from the attack range of the ice cone.

The old man in the Nascent Soul stage who was trying his best to escape, heard the screams behind him, and was terrified. In a hurry, he quickly threw out a magic weapon that he had prepared long ago.

In an instant, a rectangular silver token flew out and turned into a silver-white light curtain in the air that enveloped him completely.

The old man just relaxed and turned to look behind him.

What I saw was an empty scene, without any existence.

The old man stood there in surprise. Before he could understand what was happening, a scream rang clearly in his ears.

A black light flashed, and a spear of light mysteriously appeared only ten feet away from him, quickly shooting towards the wall of the screen.

In his shocked gaze, black light and silver light intertwined.

However, as the light spear vibrated and twisted, with a "bang", the light curtain was penetrated like a piece of paper.

Then, the spear of light pierced into the old man's abdomen and exploded.

The old man didn't even have time to scream in pain before his body was broken into countless pieces of flesh and blood. A Yuanying surrounded by silver light appeared in a trance at the original location.

It seemed as if it still couldn't believe that its body would be destroyed in this way.

However, at this moment, the explosion fragments condensed into a huge black net, quickly wrapping the Nascent Soul tightly inside it.

At this moment, deep fear appeared on Yuanying's face. He quickly clasped his hands together, and the silver light in his body flashed wildly. Then he disappeared from the original place in an instant, casting a teleportation spell.

With a flash of silver light, the Nascent Soul suddenly plunged into the black net and revealed its figure.

The black net shrank and tightened without reservation, and in the blink of an eye it tightly wrapped the Nascent Soul into a huge ball of light.

Hovering in mid-air, no longer moving.

The other light spear that was aimed at the silver-haired old man also appeared behind the old man surnamed Cheng as if teleporting.

The silver-haired old man had already consumed a large amount of his magic power before entering the valley, and now faced with such a strange attack, he was unable to make an effective response.

He could only pray "Oh no" in his heart and prepare to let his Nascent Soul leave his body and escape to save his life.

However, at this moment, a strong spatial fluctuation appeared in front of the old man, and then a bright red sword light ten feet long appeared in front of the light spear. This sword light was as bright as blood and full of evil aura.

And he slashed at the light spear without mercy.

The black light and the blood light intertwined together, and then accompanied by a violent explosion, both disappeared without a trace at the same time.

The silver-haired old man was overjoyed and quickly turned around to look in the direction of Chen Yun. He saw Chen Yun slowly putting the blood sword in his hand back to the ground with a pale face, and forced a smile to the old man.

"Senior Brother Cheng" was naturally full of gratitude towards his junior brother Chen.

Then all the magic power in his body began to surge, and he instantly flew to Chen Yun's side.

Another cultivator named Tianjing Zhenren was not so lucky. When he saw the old man's body disintegrating and his Nascent Soul in distress, his face immediately turned extremely pale, and his speed of escape increased by 30% instantly.

However, at this moment, the scene before him once again made him shudder. Along with a blurry human figure swaying, a grotesque figure with two heads and four arms appeared.

Master Tianjing gritted his teeth and quickly stopped the escaping light. Then he raised his hand without hesitation and a small crystal sword flew out.

After being catalyzed by a series of spells, the sword instantly turned into countless hot and dazzling sword lights, slashing wildly in all directions.

The demon soul did not respond, but just twisted its body strangely, and then magically disappeared without a trace on the spot, and all the sword lights hit the air.

Zhenren Tianjing felt that the situation was critical, his body was shining, and he was about to fly into the air to escape from danger.

However, just as he made a move, he found that his protective light shield was vibrating violently.

At the same time, a series of dull sounds were heard, and the mental skills in the body seemed to be cut off and collapsed, almost dissipating completely, so that the body even paused slightly.

"Oh no!" Zhenren Tianjing's face changed drastically, and then he heard the sound of the light shield breaking.

A pitch-black devil's claw, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, suddenly penetrated into his abdomen and instantly grabbed the Nascent Soul that was about to escape from his Dantian.

The devil's claws pulled lightly, and Tianjing Zhenren's body and limbs drooped weakly, and he immediately lost the ability to move.

Then, black flames burned fiercely, and the wreckage was instantly devoured and turned into a pile of dust.

Just when Tian Jing Zhenren's Yuanying was so frightened that his soul left his body, the evil hand that was holding him tightly loosened its five fingers, and it miraculously regained its freedom.

The overjoyed Nascent Soul had no time to think about the hidden reason. It burst out with a snow-white light and then instantly moved dozens of feet away.

However, before he could use teleportation again, the demon soul in the distance snorted coldly, opened his lips slightly, and a purple shadow flew out like lightning.

Suddenly, the purple tongue pierced through the body of the Nascent Soul, and then easily dragged Tianjing Zhenren's Nascent Soul into the huge mouth of the evil ghost face of the Demon Soul.

The demon soul tasted it slightly, and a black light flashed on his ghost face, revealing a look of satisfaction.

Then, he signaled to the ball of light that was wrapping another Nascent Soul not far away. The ball of light came in response and was also swallowed by the demon soul.

After devouring two Nascent Souls one after another, the Demon Soul felt that the soul power in his body had been greatly improved.

So he turned around calmly and cast his gaze at the remaining lonely silver-haired old man and Chen Yun beside him.

He extended the tip of his tongue and licked the roof of his mouth gently, then retracted his tongue.

There was an expression of wanting more on his ferocious face.

The silver-haired old man in the distance witnessed the entire process of Tianjing Zhenren and another friend's Nascent Soul being devoured by the evil spirit. Although his face did not show extreme fear, it was enough to make people feel cold.

He knew very well that if his flying direction had not been exactly where Chen Yun was, and if Chen Yun had not rescued him in time, his fate would probably have been the same as that of Tianjing Zhenren and others.

And those Nascent Soul cultivators who were highly respected and admired outside the valley could not even last a single round in front of this monster. This was truly unbelievable.

And Chen Yun was able to fight with this monster for such a long time and was only slightly inferior to it, which fully demonstrated his great magical powers.

It was undoubtedly an extremely wise decision to try our best to invite Junior Brother Chen to join us.

Thinking of this, the old man was filled with emotion and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Chen Yun beside him.

Chen Yun's face was as gloomy as water, but his eyes seemed unusually calm.

Having already set up the Da Geng Sword Formation, he firmly believed that he had the strength to fight, so his confidence doubled.

At the same time, he casually glanced at another battlefield hundreds of feet away.

There, another ancient monster apparently adopted a steady and cautious strategy, only releasing dark magic fire in a range of several hundred feet.

The green cloud of Wei Wuya was tightly surrounded, constantly burning and weakening it.

The dark green poisonous cloud that initially covered several acres now only covers a few acres, as if it could disappear at any time.

Patriarch Linghu and the woman in white were relying on the protection provided by the green cloud and were temporarily safe, but they were still trying their best to activate various magic weapons to resist the fierce attack of the demonic fire.

At this moment, Chen Yun sighed secretly in his heart. He understood that Wei Wuya and others would not be able to hold on for too long.

However, he had no time to think about it and could only deal with the evil spirit in front of him wholeheartedly, trying to use this super formation to eliminate this disaster first.

At this moment, the demon soul in the distance leisurely flew towards Chen Yun.

Chen Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his right hand without hesitation, and a jade talisman shot out from his hand.

Immediately afterwards, a black light flashed, and a ghost hand as black as ink rushed straight towards the demon soul.

At the same time, he waved his wide sleeves, and dozens of green flying swords flew out from his sleeves.

Then, after a buzzing sound, a green light became stronger, and many sword lights gathered into a huge green sword, which was majestic.

Chen Yun made a hand gesture and pointed lightly at the demon soul. The giant sword trembled suddenly, and then disappeared from the air. In the blink of an eye, it arrived at the top of the demon soul and chopped it down with a ruthless sword.

The demon soul let out a strange laugh, and when he rubbed his hands together, a huge black blade suddenly appeared in his hands, and then he struck the falling green giant sword head-on.

The demon had obviously realized that this green flying sword was one of Chen Yun's natal magic weapons.

Therefore, an idea came to his mind, wanting to cut off the giant sword in one fell swoop to hurt the opponent's mind.

As for the ghost claw flying towards him, the demon raised his arm contemptuously, and a black mist gushed out from his palm.

In an instant, it turned into a black tentacle, tightly wrapped around the ghost claw, and bound it firmly in the center.

The ghost claw struggled hard, trying to break free from the surrounding evil spirits, but to no avail. The evil spirits were like a thorn in the bone, breaking and gathering, gathering and growing, and it was impossible to get rid of them even a little bit. (End of this chapter)