Reborn in the Hehuan Sect, my master was transformed into a slave by me

"That remnant soul is a soul body, it won't be injured, but it will be consumed. The battle just now must have caused him a lot of consumption."

Wu Ji turned his shoulders, which had recovered as before, and said firmly.

"Without further delay, the four of us should go to the black air to find the remnant soul and continue to consume his spiritual power."

You Bi also nodded.

"Let's do it this way. The four of you go to find the hiding place of the remnant soul and fight with it. At the same time, Fan Lie will arrive with the Dustless Realm and take you back. I will treat you and repeat the cycle."

She looked at the other judges and ordered.

"Just now, you have been attacking the remnant soul continuously, which consumed a lot of spiritual power. Now you can take this opportunity to recover some. The large-scale black air in front of you must be very spiritual. I estimate that when the remnant soul is almost consumed, it will definitely remove the black air and make a final fight. At that time, Fan Lie will not need to activate the Heavenly Spirit anymore. We will confront the remnant soul head-on and have the final decisive battle. Be prepared in advance."

"Yes, sir."

The four warrior monks rushed into the black air again, and the other judges also followed Youbi's instructions and all rested on the spot to recover their spiritual power.

Not long after, the four warrior monks who entered the black air received a signal.

It was still a violent tremor, and it was obvious that it was the kind of fighting style of the warrior monks.

Fan Lie hurriedly led everyone to the place where the sound was.

But when everyone passed through the black air and got closer and closer to the sound, the earth-shaking sound of the battle changed direction.

Fan Lie could only lead everyone to rush back to the direction of the sound.

But strangely, when they were about to approach the source of the sound again, the sound of the battle changed direction again and got farther and farther away from everyone.

Fan Lie frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Not good, it must be that the four of them were too eager to fight and fell into the trap of the remnant soul."

"Don't worry, it may not be a bad thing. Their confidence in chasing proves that they should have gained a certain advantage before they can pursue the victory."

Li Ting advised from the side.

"Of course I know, but no matter whether they have gained an advantage or are in danger, we must rush over in time."

As he said, Fan Lie ran away again according to the sound coming from afar, but this time, the sound was once again far away from the people who came, and it was getting farther and farther away from them.

Fan Lie had no choice but to shout loudly.

"Wu Ji, don't fight too much!"

But strangely, there was no response.

There was only the faint sound of fist wind in the air, as well as the sound of flying sand and rocks and the roar of power.

Just when everyone was getting anxious, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly came.

Fan Lie had just become alert when he saw a figure flying out of the black air. With a "bang", it fell in front of everyone, leaving a deep pit on the ground.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the person lying on the ground was the judge who used the Qi to protect himself among the four combat monks.

At this time, he was spitting blood, most of his bones were broken, and he collapsed on the ground.

Li Ting came up to him and held him in his arms.

Youbi also rushed forward to treat him. Many of the other judges were full of disbelief, and they had no idea why he was so seriously injured.

But then, all the judges instantly got ready and were ready to fight at any time.

They were all experienced masters, and they knew the current situation. The remnant soul could injure the judge who was also in the realm of Xuyu so badly, and they were afraid that there were some hidden killing methods.

Youbi's strange healing method was extremely effective. In a short while, the judge who fell to the ground had recovered a little.

"Cough cough cough..."

The judge spat out the blood in his mouth with great effort. Just when he was able to move a little, he endured the severe pain of broken bones, clenched Li Ting's fist, and said hoarsely.

"Quick... hurry up..."

"What?"

Li Ting had not yet reacted, but the scene in front of him did not require him to think about anything extra.

The black fog surrounding the crowd had slowly dispersed without them noticing, and the scene not far away was already visible to everyone.

Li Ting's pupils shrank sharply, and the corners of his eyes twitched unconsciously.

Not far away, except for Wu Ji, the other two battle monks, one fell to the ground, even more miserable than the one next to him, and the other was being held by the neck by the remnant soul of Baihua floating in the air.

Baihua's remnant soul threw him to the ground like trash, and then looked at Wu Ji who was half kneeling in front of him.

Wu Ji was covered in blood, and his majestic body was already riddled with holes and all kinds of corrosive scars.From a distance, it looked like a densely packed beehive.

But he relied on the tenacious physique of a combat monk to hold on and not fall down.

Li Ting put down the injured judge in his arms and was about to stand up and move forward, but his sleeve was suddenly grabbed by the judge.

Under Youbi's treatment, he was barely able to move and spoke one or two complete sentences with difficulty.

"Don't go..."

The judge forced himself to speak and used all his strength to grab Li Ting who was about to move forward.

"Go quickly, he is Qianqiu..."

"What!"

Not only Li Ting heard it, the word Qianqiu exploded in everyone's heart like thunder, so that even the remnant soul of Baihua, who was not far away, waved his hand and threw the huge Wu Ji directly over, but no one paid attention.

Qianqiu!

That is a realm that mortals cannot reach. Even the cultivators of the highest realm of Xuyu in the mortal realm are still a world apart in front of Qianqiu.

People use the word "venerable" to describe how extraordinary the cultivators above the Qianqiu realm are.

If the remnant soul of Baihua really has the strength of Qianqiu, what kind of inheritance should this be?

No, these are not what the judges of the Netherworld should consider at the moment.

What they should consider is how to survive in the face of the Venerable Qianqiu.

"Attack with all your strength!"

Almost instantly, Fan Lie's roar came.

Accompanied by him using almost all of his remaining spiritual power to activate the two heavenly spirits, Hun Yin Ling and Hun Yang Ling.

Suddenly, an invisible wave began to appear in the Dustless Realm. Fan Lie's hands trembled, and the distance between the two heavenly spirits, one black and one white, was closer. The huge force almost tore his shoulders apart, but he could only grit his teeth and hold it.

All the judges released their most powerful killing moves at the same time, consuming the most spiritual power and activating the strongest imperial spirits, just to go all out.

This time, facing the surging attack, Baihua Remnant Soul did not activate any heavenly spirit, nor did it condense the thick black fog around its body.

"It should be about time."

He just said lightly, and then gently waved the cane in his hand.