Yang Dai put all the Yin people into the soul space, leaving only Murong Chang'an, Xiong Lie, Xu Changsheng, and Wan Tianhao. He flew out of the cave with four Yin people and came to Fang Qingni's cave.

The cave ban was opened, and Yang Dai was familiar with entering the cave. Fang Qingni had already opened the teleportation array. Yang Dai rushed in and brought the millions of Yin people inside into the soul space and quickly flew out.

Yang Dai asked with a smile: "Senior sister, are you ready?"

Fang Qingni was still wearing a veil, but her eyes at Yang Dai had changed. She whispered: "It's ready."

The two walked out of the cave together.

"I'll go find the master first."

Yang Dai left these words and took four Yin people away.

The five people flew directly without stepping on swords. They could fly freely when they reached the realm of emptiness. This was a very high control over spiritual power, and some outstanding spiritual illumination cultivators could do it.

A few minutes later, Yang Dai and others stopped in front of Cheng Qingtian's palace.

The door opens.

Yang Dai walked in quickly, and four Yin people followed closely.

In the hall, Cheng Qingtian meditated on the cushion. The hall was empty, making him look so lonely and very bleak.

Yang Dai walked forward and said, "The disciple has reached the soul refining realm, the soul of the Great Saint..."

He originally planned to practice for a while to avoid being unable to bear the holy soul, but now there is nothing he can do. When the battle suddenly comes, he can only find Cheng Qingtian. Anyway, he will not take action during the battle, and it is up to Yinzhong.

Cheng Qingtian said: "Are you ready? The Great Saint's soul is very strong, and it is definitely not comparable to the ordinary treading realm."

He opened his eyes and his eyes fell on Murong Chang'an.

Murong Chang'an lowered his eyes, so he naturally did not accept Cheng Qingtian, but Cheng Qingtian was his master's master. Now he respected Yang Dai very much, and his view of Cheng Qingtian was also changing, not as aggressive as before.

Yang Dai smiled and said, "I'm ready. I think the enemy must have made a perfect plan, more strength and more confidence."

Cheng Qingtian stood up and said, "Then come with me."

He walked towards the gate.

Yang Dai and others immediately followed.

"Where will it be hidden if it is not in his hands?"

Yang Dai was secretly surprised. He suddenly thought of a possibility and his heart skipped a beat.

After leaving the palace, Cheng Qingtian flew into the clouds, and Yang Dai and others followed behind.

Looking up, you can see many disciples rushing to the teleportation mountain range. Yang Dai can even feel a powerful aura approaching the Shifang Sect.

He withdrew his gaze and looked forward.

Cheng Qingtian took them to a deserted area, where no mountains emerged from clouds and mist. After flying for a long time, Cheng Qingtian began to dive, and Yang Dai and others followed closely behind.

Through the clouds and mist, Yang Dai saw an endless wasteland below, with no grass growing, and the soil being red, as if burned by the scorching sun.

There are many large rocks scattered on the earth, as if they are arranged into a special square array, containing some meaning and mysteriousness, which makes Yang Daifu think a lot.

Soon, Cheng Qingtian took them to the ground and landed in front of four huge rocks. The four rocks were piled together, laying one at the bottom, and three left piled into triangular bodies on it.

"The Great Saint's soul is in it, next to it is the seal of the Sword Saint. After you suck your soul, your task is to stay here and stop the Demonic Way from breaking the seal of the Sword Saint." Cheng Qingtian said, pointing to a huge stone tablet next to him.

Yang Dai turned his head and looked at the stone tablet as high as two feet high, like a sword stabbing into the earth, exuding an unspeakable aura.

He looked at Cheng Qingtian and couldn't help asking, "What does it mean? The Demonic Way wants to resurrect the Sword Saint?"

Cheng Qingtian said expressionlessly: "That's right, in the major sects, the seals of the Sword Saint have been lifted one after another. Some have forced their way through the spies. Now only the seals of the Ten-State Sect have not been lifted yet. Once lifted, the Sword Saint will reappear on earth."

Murong Chang'an next to him showed excitement.

Cheng Qingtian continued: "Before the major sects seal the sword saints, the sword saint has been assassinated by the sword sect's skills. They have been sealed for so many years. The demonic power will inevitably be overwhelming. Once they come out, the relatives will not recognize them. The gods block the gods and the demons block the demons. In other words, once the sword saint breaks the seal, the wild land will usher in the end, and the great catastrophe of you strangers will also enter the countdown."

He crushed the words, for fear that Yang Dai would feel compassion.

Yang Dai said: "I understand, I will hold on to the death."

Cheng Qingtian patted his shoulder, jumped up, and flew towards the teleportation mountain range.

Yang Dai looked at his back and thought about his words in his heart.

These things are not available in the secret website. It seems that the situation is not as good as the secret website.

Yang Dai withdrew his gaze and took a deep breath.

Murong Changan couldn't help but say, "My senior sister can't get into a devil, she..."

"I'm strong enough in the future and will help you save your senior sister, but it won't work now. I don't want to bet, I hope you understand."

Yang Dai said seriously, Murong Chang'an was silent.

Xu Changsheng comforted: "Chang'an, hundreds of years are enough to change many things. Have you seen your senior sister before the seal? Don't be too paranoid. You may not believe in the Shifang Sect, but why does the Demonic Way save her? Save a sword saint who is against you? Do you think it is reasonable?"

Murong Changan frowned and clasped his hands in his sleeves.

He didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit it. Xu Changsheng's words made sense.

Yang Dai did not immediately suck his soul, but summoned the Yin people. In an instant, black patterns appeared on his forehead, and black fog rose in a radius of tens of thousands of meters. The space on his head also became pitch black. Countless Yin people flew out, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

Xiong Lie sighed: "Although it's not the first time I've seen it, I have to say that it's really awesome."

The other Yin people nodded, and Yang Dai became more and more powerful as the Yin Lord of Wan Realm.

In less than three seconds, nearly three million demon beast Yin groups summoned. Under Yang Dai's instructions, these Yin groups were distributed ten thousand meters away, quickly lined up, and took the posture of forming an upcoming formation. The demon kings hovered in the air.

Yang Dai continued to summon the Yin people of the human race, and the 100,000 Great Wei cultivators were distributed within 10,000 meters, and they also set up positions to form formations.

Then there are the demons, ghosts, and the yin people of the heavenly clan, which are nearby, forming three protective layers.

This time, Yang Dai did not hide his hands and released all the Yin people.

The three million Yin people are so spectacular that even the Yin people themselves feel the passion, and they all know that the war is likely to come next.

Murong Chang'an, Tian Jue is guarding beside Yang Dai, and the Deep Sea Thorn King is guarding in front of the Sword Saint Stele.

Yang Dai took a deep breath and began to absorb the soul of the Great Saint.

The soul thought penetrated into the rocks ahead, and soon he saw a soul, an extremely powerful soul.

In front of this soul, Yang Dai seemed so weak.

Far beyond the Soul Refining Realm!

In the darkness, the Great Saint's soul curled up, unable to see his true appearance. Judging from his figure, he should be a man.

Yang Dai adjusted his mindset and began to try to absorb souls.

The soul thoughts contacted the Great Saint's soul. With a bang, Yang Dai trembled all over and started bleeding from his nose in an instant.

“So strong!”

Yang Dai was shocked, but he did not give up.

Ji Yunyan was extremely nervous and almost wanted to support Yang Dai, but was stopped by Xiong Lie.

Xiong Lie said expressionlessly: "Believe in him and don't disturb him."

The other core Yin people were not panicked and stared at Yang Dai calmly.

Ji Yunyan suddenly felt that she didn't understand Yang Dai.

She looked at Yang Dai. The guy had already started bleeding from his orifices, but he still didn't stop. The soul of the Great Saint began to emerge from the pile of stones.

A terrible evil aura made the Yin people frightened.

"Good, is this the soul of the Great Saint?"

Liu Junjie trembled and looked at the great saint's soul, he inexplicably wanted to worship him.

Liang Zixiao sighed: "The soul that has been left for thousands of years, how strong is he at his peak?"

The ancient great saint, the legendary mythical existence of the world, is awesome.

Yang Dai was not panicked. As long as his soul began to be pulled, it would be half stable.

"Master still has something, no wonder I have to wait until I break through to the Soul Refining Realm."

Yang Dai thought silently that if he had absorbed it rashly before, he might have died suddenly.

Of course, if he really wanted to suck his soul before, he would refuse, and he was very cautious.

...

boom

The Ten Directions Sects, teleportation mountains, above the teleportation array, a huge black crack was cut by a sword energy in the sky, which was tens of thousands of meters long and hundreds of feet wide.

Hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Ten Directions sects stood in the sky with flying swords, waiting for the battle.

"Haha, the Shifang Sect is really well-founded. It has sent so many monks out. I didn't expect that there are so many people in the Sect. Even Juexin Sect can't compare to you."

Chu Ling's sneer resounded throughout the world. Chu Ling, a man in black stepped out of the black crack, and behind them was a burly and domineering figure.

“That’s…”

Zhang Qiannian frowned and narrowed his eyes.
To be continued...