No one saw Changhong galloping, and no one heard the roar. But even though Ye Qiu lost the power of cultivation, he could clearly feel the aura of cultivation. This aura would not even forget even death.

The sensing of this breath made him clearly know that the sword Wuhen would come after a few breaths.

So Ye Qiu stood on the city wall and shouted: "Everyone is ready, Jian Wuhen is coming soon."

After the words fell, a sudden agitation caused, but this agitation was in a flash. After the blink of an eye, it turned into a touch of calmness. Under this calmness, monks suddenly waved their palms, and in the palms, a strong force suddenly roared out, hitting the white protective ring, making the protective ring thicker.

On the earth, Emperor Ouyang saw Ouyang Jingjing on the city wall, and his expression suddenly changed. After rushing to the city wall, he pulled Ouyang Jingjing down from the city wall. He knew that there were other than Ye Qiu who could stand there, there were monks who were going to be sent out.

Finally, when Ouyang Jingjing's body was taken away by Ouyang Emperor, a black rainbow suddenly rushed over from afar. The rainbow was so fast that it crossed the void, with roaring sounds, and wherever it passed, it left traces of flames. When it approached the city of feathers, it did not stop at all, and hit the huge protective circle with a bang.

"Bang!"

The explosion was much like thunder. In the whirlpooling, a wave of energy spread around, and at the point of contact, a black light and a white light sputtered at the same time. And this huge white protective circle actually shook violently. Under this protective circle, the monks who emitted power looked painful, and a feeling of pain came from their palms. Some monks with not strong cultivation had blood spurted out from their mouths at this moment!

Jian Wuhen did not stop. After his body retreated slightly, he waved his palm again and slapped the white protective circle. This time, the palm was swung without using any magical skills, and it only activated the power of his body's cultivation.

So although the palm seemed extremely small on the white protective circle, there was still a blast coming out under this impact. There was still a thunderous sound echoing, and there was still a shock wave of force, as if it was spreading out from all directions.

At this moment, Jian Wuhen's body suddenly jumped into the sky. Under this leap, his five fingers grabbed the void in vain, and immediately a black sword appeared in his palm. Even though the sword was black, the black emitted a kind of light. When this light made people feel it, it felt a chilling feeling.

And the moment the sharp sword appeared, Jian Wuhen's expression remained indifferent, and he swung his sword at the huge white protective circle.

There should be nothing in this void, but after being swung by Jian Wuhen, two huge cracks were immediately divided into pieces. After this split, a strong whistling sound came out of nowhere. A huge black sword shadow appeared out of nowhere and suddenly hit the huge white protective circle. After the protection circle shook violently, a stronger explosion was made again. Under the strong impact, as the force shock wave spread, the huge white protective circle had a crack in the violent shaking!

With the emergence of this crack, a large amount of cultivation spewed out blood under the white protective circle, but they tried their best to repair the protective circle. So when their bodies were about to fall down, they endured the pain, with determination in their eyes, and suddenly waved their palms. With the waving of the palm, a stream of force gathered on the white protective circle again, causing the protective circle with cracks to slowly heal at this moment. Even though they knew clearly that this method would not last long.

"The sword passed by Wuhen. Thousands of years ago, a monk named Jian Wuhen in order to do this. But thousands of years later, when the monk swung his sword again, traces remained..."

When Jian Wuhen was about to swing the sword again, Ye Qiu's expression was plain and indifferent on the city wall, and he spoke in a deep voice.

This voice made Jian Wuhen's body suddenly startle. Standing in the air, there was still a trace of black aura around his body dissipating back. At this moment, his eyes were turned to the place where the sound was made. Under this dial, he immediately saw the person standing on the city wall. However, when he looked at it, he could not recognize this person at this moment.

So, there was a trace of guess in his indifferent eyes. Even under this guess, he saw this person suddenly take a step on the city wall and heard this person speak in a deep voice: "Thousands of years ago, you took Qiuye's soul, and thousands of years later, you still can't merge Qiuye's soul. Are you right? Jian Wuhen!"

Jian Wuhen stopped in the air, looked at the person on the city wall, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Ye Qiu smiled indifferently, but there was disdain in his smile. At this moment, he suddenly reached out and grabbed his face. As he grabbed it, a piece of flesh suddenly fell off his face, revealing his handsome face!

"Why, old friend, can't you recognize me after taking away my soul?" Ye Qiu said.

Seeing this familiar face, Jian Wuhen's body suddenly became stunned for a moment, but then he burst into laughter. The laughter was crazy. When the laughter came out, his eyes showed a strong murderous intent. When he condensed on Ye Qiu again, he said in a deep voice: "For thousands of years, you have hidden so well! I didn't even find you."

"I didn't expect that my thoughts can still control my soul. For thousands of years, I have been controlling my soul with my thoughts. You can never blend in with my soul, because your soul is indeed too dirty." Ye Qiu continued.

Jian Wuhen sneered and said, "It's up to you that you shouldn't have saved me back then. But I still promise you to leave you with a complete body."

Ye Qiu said: "If you really have a little conscience and know that your life is brought back from the brink of death, then you promise me a request that I can let you absorb my soul, but you will let all the people on the next day."

Ye Qiu's words made all the monks under the white light show hope in their eyes, but more of them are still solemn on their faces. When they look at Jian Wuhen, there seems to be a little more anticipation in their eyes, looking forward to Jian Wuhen's answer.

However, all this disappointed them in the end.

A sly smile appeared on Jian Wuhen's mouth. After this smile appeared on his face, his already cold face seemed to be more sarcastic and ferocious. He said, "It's too late, my soul-sucking technique has become stronger and stronger, and I need more and more souls. I feel the hunger of the sword in my hand... So, this is impossible!"

When Jian Wuhen's words fell, he immediately raised the black sword in his hand and swung the sword out.

"Qiuye, you are too ignorant. Do you think the protective circles emitted by these monks can really stop me?"

The moment the black sword was swung out, Jian Wuhen shouted deeply, and with this deep shout, his whole body's cultivation suddenly exploded, and at this time, the sword swung out, a huge black sword shadow appeared. It tore into the void and hit the huge white protective circle, causing the protective circle to shake violently in the sound of the explosion and the reverberation of the power shock wave. In this shaking, the protective circle that had just recovered appeared to spread cracks.

Under this white light, a rich horror appeared on the faces of all the monks. Under this horror, they saw that Jian Wuhen did not give the white protective circle a chance to breathe at all, and suddenly waved the other palm. When the palm was swinged, it was like activate an inexplicable law of heaven and earth, containing the power of the eight wildernesses, which twisted the floating clouds floating in the sky. A huge black palm phantom suddenly appeared in front of him, and then directly hit the white protective circle.

Another shocking explosion, and the power fluctuations caused the flowing white clouds in the sky to splash around at this moment.

At the same time, under this violent impact, the white protective ring made a crack sound, and a large number of cracks appeared again, as if it could break at any time and then turn into nothingness.

"Send an attack!"

At this moment, Ye Qiu, who was standing on the city wall, suddenly shouted at the earth. His expression suddenly changed. He looked at the extremely empty space in the feathered city. At this moment, there were countless monks standing on the open space. These monks had almost all their cultivation levels above the Wutai Realm. From a distance, there were as many as thousands.

These monks were already among the best among the monks during the second day. Among them were four monks in the Wheel-Bird Realm of Wuquezhuang, five monks in the Wuquezhuang, Jingnanke, Sima Kong, Ouyang Emperor, and some monks who could not be called out. These monks came from various places on the second day, but most of them came from Loulan City. At this time, with a serious expression, they shouted in one after another, and suddenly stretched out their palms, and a series of forces appeared in the palm.

These forces emit various colors. After appearing, they suddenly overlap and condensed together and solidified into a huge ball of light. The light carries a strange and dazzling light. At the moment of its appearance, bursts of pressure penetrated out.

With a deep shout, the monks pushed their palms out again, and the huge ball of light rushed towards the outside of the white protective circle.

While rushing away, this huge white protective circle, under the control of countless monks, a hole appeared.

This hole just happened to send out this huge dazzling light ball. This light ball was transformed by the power of countless monks' cultivation!

Outside the white protective circle, Jian Wuhen could clearly feel a powerful pressure when he saw this scene. This pressure made his indifferent expression solemn, but it would not pose any threat to him in the end.

Jian Wuhen's palm gestured to the void, and a transparent protective circle suddenly appeared in the twist of the void. When this circle appeared, a slight black breath was passing through it like lightning. And this huge light ball hit it in vain. Amid the explosion, the light ball was seen staying outside the protective circle and could not continue to move forward at all.

At the same time, the black sword in Jian Wuhen's hand suddenly pointed at the light ball. Under this finger, a violent force suddenly roared out from the tip of the sword, as if it had the power of rotation. On the light ball, it began to rotate. In an instant, the huge light ball was turned into shattering, and then turned into a trace of cultivation aura and disappeared into the void.

Almost the moment the light ball turned into shattering, under the white light, Ouyang Huangshi, Jing Nanke, Sima Kong and others staggered back. When the pain came from their bodies, a mouthful of blood was sprayed out of their mouths.

"I want to see how much cultivation power you can emit!"

Jian Wuhen's foot stepped forward, and as he stepped forward, the entire void trembled violently, as if he was stepping on a pool of originally calm water. At this moment, ripples appeared after his steps fell.

As his deep shout fell, his palm swung out again, and his clothes were windy on his body, and a phantom suddenly appeared behind him. This phantom was the soul of Jian Wuhen.

But when this soul is seen, people feel a huge sense of majesty. This is not only because of Jian Wuhen’s cultivation, but also because of the pressure coming from this soul at this time. These pressures belong to Jian Wuhen’s cultivation aura!

At this time, Jian Wuhen wanted to launch the strongest blow to the huge white protective ring. He wanted to destroy the huge protective ring directly under a palm.

So, when his soul appeared, his steps stepped on again. With the echo of the thunderous sound, the white cloud instantly turned into black in the sky above his head, and even a black cultivation aura appeared above his soul. This aura enveloped half of the city of feathers, as if a heavy rain was coming.

In fact, this is a sign of the arrival of a storm!

At the same time, his palm waved again, and immediately a huge palm phantom appeared in the sky.

The black palm phantom formed a visual impact with the protective circle emitting white light, making these monks look a little dazzling when they look at the white protective circle, but they can't take too much into consideration at this moment.
Chapter completed!