Combination of Light and Darkness

The overwhelming aura of death filled the air, and everyone in the Yan clan looked at the black energy around them with vigilance.

They could feel that the breath of death was penetrating into their bodies pervasively. This kind of penetration could not be stopped regardless of the use of fighting spirit or soul power.

Feeling the vitality passing through his body, and thinking that the Yan Clan had begun to enter chronic death, Yan Jin suddenly became furious and roared at everyone in the Soul Clan: "Even if I, the Yan Clan, die, you, the Soul Clan, can't even think about it easy!"

"Elders, follow me and kill!!!"

"kill!!!"

Not far away, hearing the roar of Yan Jin, all the strong men of the Yan Clan burst into the sky, heading towards the strong men of the Soul Clan with determination and anger.

The fighting spirit in their bodies was boiling at this moment, and as the fighting spirit boiled, their auras also surged. This would be their last battle.

At this time, they didn't expect to escape, they just hoped to have a few more people to support them.

"Want to defeat the enemy to the death?" Seeing the Yan clan and others using secret techniques and boiling fighting spirit that caused their aura to swell, Hun Shengtian sneered, "I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications?"

"The Realm of Death Formation!"

Along with the roars of the four people, the dark death energy in the sky suddenly boiled.

The people of the Yan Clan discovered that the people of the Soul Clan had already flown away from the formation. On the way back, there were sneers on their faces, as if they were laughing at their overestimation of their abilities.

"Come back"

"Soul clan, you dirty things, cowardly cowards."

Seeing everyone from the Soul Clan evacuate, the strong men from the Yan Clan who were preparing to fight to the death immediately let out an unwilling roar. They could feel the death energy in the surrounding space as if it was a steady stream, eroding the vitality in their bodies.

If this continues, they will soon die worthless.

"Chief, we must break out as soon as possible." The Fire Spirit Fairy of the Yan Clan, her charming cheeks were full of sadness, her breath was slightly stagnant, and she had obviously suffered some injuries in the previous battle.

"Clan leader, hurry up and make a decision. We don't want to die here in such an unclear way."

"Yes, patriarch, we all listen to you!"

Hearing the echoes from around him, blood-red tears were flowing in Yan Jin's eyes.

The breath of death in the Death Realm Array can isolate souls from exploration. These people are definitely ready to use their lives to find a way out, just for the slightest chance of causing damage to the Soul Clan.

"Okay, follow me later, I will definitely take you out. The soul clan will never leave my flame world intact!" Yan Jin touched the tears in his eyes and said with an angry look.

"Clan leader."

"Chichi!"

Everyone wanted to say more. Suddenly, in the aura of death that filled the world around them, there was a subtle sound of breaking wind. Immediately, many black spears with a strong aura of death burst out from the surroundings.

"Be careful!" The sudden attack made everyone panic. Those black spears carried a strong aura of death, so even the fighting spirit defense failed to achieve much effect.

Soon, some strong men from the Yan clan were penetrated by black spears. In the blink of an eye, their bodies collapsed and turned into a pile of withered bones. A trace of black energy seeped out from the withered bones.

"damn it!"

Seeing this, Yan Jin cursed secretly, and before he could feel sad, he roared angrily: "Follow my footsteps and fight out with me."

"The flames burn the sky!"

Yan Jin raised his hand, and an indescribable terrifying ripple of energy spread crazily across the space.

For a moment, the strong death energy actually broke through, and everyone in the Yan tribe seemed to see the dawn of hope.

While the Soul Clan and the Yan Clan were fighting, and the eyes of Zhongzhou and the remaining Imperial Clan were focused on the ancient Bodhi tree, a small amount of power was quietly flowing in the Beast Realm.

In a canyon in the northwest region of Zhongzhou, this canyon is thousands of feet long. It is unfathomable and deep. You can't see the bottom of the valley at a glance. It is even more windy and filled with black mist.

Along the steep rock wall, where the black mist fills the air, everything is silent, no weeds grow, and it is a land of no life.

Normally, no one would come to this place, and even mercenaries who like to wander around would not come to this place to hunt for treasures.

But if you continue to go down, you will find a space shield in the unfathomable bottom valley, and in the space shield, the dark palace complex is like a giant beast, crawling deep in the canyon. .

In the black mist, the palace was looming, and at this moment, several figures in black robes swept out of the palace, revealing themselves in the black mist.

They were all covered in black robes, and their auras were extremely powerful. Their whispers of curses gradually drifted away with the gusts of cold wind.

This is a branch of the Soul Palace in Zhongzhou, and it is an extremely important underground palace.

The people in the Soul Palace are really not good at finding places. They are all extremely desolate places in Zhongzhou. If one day a warrior wants to find the Soul Palace to fight in the autumn wind, there will definitely be a place like this. The temple exists.

In the sky of the canyon, where the black mist was filled, a hole suddenly opened, and a figure in a green robe quietly stepped out of the hole.

The green-robed figure raised his head and glanced at the palace in front of him, laughing in a low voice: "Is this the so-called Soul Palace?"

"They are indeed a bunch of shady rats. If His Majesty is still here, there is no need to be so cautious!" The man in green robe is Zhuzhou of the Ancient Dragon Clan, the Six-Star Fighting Saint.

Since there is such a good opportunity, how could Jiang Yun let go of this golden opportunity to seize the Soul Palace's thousand years of accumulation.

Moreover, without the thousands of years of accumulation in the Soul Palace, if Void Swallowing Flame wants to advance to the imperial realm soul, he should not think about it before destroying the Stone Clan and the Spirit Clan.

Zhuzhou glanced at the Didian Palace, smashed his mouth, and said with a pity on his face: "A three-star Fighting Saint must be the deputy master of the Soul Palace, so he should make do with it!"

After speaking, Zhu Zhou stretched out a broad palm from under his sleeve, and the power of space immediately isolated the entire mountain range.

"Who -" A sharp roar came from the underground palace.

Hearing this, Zhuzhou sneered and ignored it. He waved his palms randomly, and then seemed to turn into a black hole, tearing and absorbing all the energy of the world and the world in the canyon. His palms, which were a thousand feet long, gradually took shape as they twisted and changed.

The holy power filled the air, making the guardians and deities below feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. The vast aura, which was as powerful as the power of heaven, made it impossible for people to resist. Their faces were full of panic, and their eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness.

"Fighting Saint..."

boom!

The giant palm fell, with unparalleled power, destroying everything. The space it passed was shattered, and not even a wail was uttered. No matter it was the protector, the elder, or the deity, under this giant palm, they transformed in an instant. For the powder.

The palace complex in the mountains and the countless strong black chains around them all disintegrated and broke at this moment... everything fell into destruction!

Huge cracks exploded in the surrounding deep gorges, and the ground shook like an earthquake.

"Asshole——"

The voice from before sounded again, but now it became a little angry.