This kind of battle between souls is the most dangerous and simplest. Just look at who is stronger and can swallow or control the other party.

Yin San didn't care. He believed that in this world, except for some Zen monks, some ancient divine beasts and Jing Jiu, no one is more powerful than his soul.

At this moment, Tian Jinren suddenly laughed, and the wrinkles became deeper, full of coldness and mockery.

"Taiping Zhenren, you are used to controlling other people's souls, but have you ever thought about how you are being controlled by others?"

Yin San's expression changed slightly.

His clothes floated lightly with the sea, towards the direction of heaven and man.

"He and my soul are already connected. If you don't take action, then when will you wait!"

Tian Jinren shouted sternly.

The Xuanyin Ancestor suddenly appeared behind Yin San.

After he arrived at the cave, he seemed to disappear, and at this moment, he suddenly emitted all his breath!

The violent aura filled the cave, and its sparse hair pointed straight into the sky like a sword. At this time, the ancestor was not like an old dog, but the real demon god came to the world!

Most of the injuries he suffered in Guocheng Temple were healed. He just needed to slap Yin San to death or shake off his Taoist tree!

Yin San closed his eyes and said, "Do you want to die?"

As he finished speaking, the ancestor suddenly groaned and felt a chill all over his body.

That's the chill from the sword!

The coldness that was tens of thousands of miles away made him feel extremely real.

It is obvious that at such a dangerous moment, Yin San removed the Taoist method, and the Qingshan Sword Formation instantly found his place!

It is because of this chill that he hid in the underground of the Lengshan Wasteland for hundreds of years. Should he continue to hide?

At this moment, a sword intent came from the extremely high sky.

It was obviously just a sword intent, but it seemed as if countless swords were fired at the same time, and it was endlessly generated like a tide, blocking the chill.

According to the agreement formed by Xuanyin Ancestor and the other party, before controlling Yin San, if the Qingshan Sword Formation falls, the other party will block him for a moment.

That's the Qingshan Sword Formation!

Even if you only need to block it for a moment, few people in Chaotian Continent can do it.

The West Sea Sword God!

"Do you think I'm really a dog?"

The Xuanyin Ancestor's face was full of violent aura, and he slapped it with an extremely powerful palm.

There was a light bang.

His palm fell on the head of Tianjinren.

...

...

All the formations in the cave collapsed.

Countless sea water gushed out from the deep-sinking eyes of the sky, and the strange fish and strange flowers also spewed out, hitting the stone wall of the cave, turning into pieces.

"You actually..."

His face was pale, extremely frightened and angry, and he "looked" at the ancestor Xuanyin without any hesitation.

Only when he could say three words, his voice disappeared, and no longer had sea water flowing out of his eye sockets.

His man was not dead yet, and his soul was completely controlled by Yin San.

Yin San opened his eyes and raised his hands.

The ancestor Xuanyin reached his head under his hands as fast as possible.

Yin San touched his head and expressed his appreciation.

The ancestor Xuanyin suddenly felt the chill from tens of thousands of miles away disappear.

But the powerful sword intent, like a tide, is still in the sky. If the West Sea Sword God discovers what is happening here and slashes it with an angrily sword, it will be difficult for him to deal with it. Taking advantage of the time when the Qingshan Sword Formation left the West Sea Sword God in the sky, they must leave as soon as possible.

soon.

Xuanyin Ancestor and Yin San came to the land more than a hundred miles away, leaning against the newly cut straw piles in the summer fields, and kept gasping.

"I acted well, but that sentence is a bit too exaggerated. Do you really think I am a dog? Who would say this nonsense when you are killing me?"

Yin San turned his head and looked at him and said seriously, as if the master in the theater was teaching his newly-entered apprentice.

The ancestor Xuanyin smiled and said, "The main reason is that the words are sincere, and they don't speak up, but they only have time to say half of them."

Yin San said curiously: "What is the second half of the sentence?"
Chapter completed!