The reason why soul cultivators are powerful is that they can directly attack the soul in battle.

But this Dharma body has no soul, and the advantages of soul cultivation will disappear.

Yang Xiu actually wanted to turn around and attack the thirty Taoist cultivators who cast spells.

However, the aura of the thirty Taoist cultivators became weaker and weaker, and in the end, they died directly. The power of the body, along with the soul, was integrated into this hundred-foot Dharma body.

It was too late, and it was too late since Yang Xiu and others entered this cave.

The dislocation of time has made Yang Xiu and others never interrupt the opportunity to condense the Dharma body.

Chu Xinhe took back the Lingluo silk.

At this time, the five generals naturally knew that they could not attack blindly.

Yang Xiu shouted to the group of dead soldiers: "Who moves the fastest?"

A thin man walked out of the dead soldier.

Yang Xiu said in a deep voice: "Brother, what's your surname and name?"

"Luo Rufeng!"

"good!"

Yang Xiu squatted down and injected the power of strange wind into Luo Rufeng's feet.

Thanks to "The Ancient Art of Taishang", although Yang Xiu's five elements and eight trigrams evolution is not as good as Hong Shixian, it is finally usable.

"Luo Rufeng, after this battle, you must be a monument in the tomb of the underworld!"

The Heavenly Tomb of the Underworld is considered the highest-standard cemetery in the underworld.

Those who can leave the tombstone there are soul cultivators who have made enough contributions to the underworld but are scattered!

Yang Xiu said this very clearly. Luo Rufeng's face did not have a trace of fear, but instead smiled faintly:

"I will never regret entering the underworld!"

The current situation is very obvious.

That hundred-foot Dharma body is not something they can resist.

If you practice the heaven and earth, you will get the power of the heaven and earth. The speed is not comparable to that of these Daluo Golden Immortals.

It is even more difficult to destroy the Dharma, the sky, the earth and the earth!

The best way at present is to have a soul cultivator with excellent movement speed, prolong the attack of this hundred-foot Dharma body from the front, and then cooperate with other soul cultivators to drag the power to the Dharma heaven and earth to consume too much power and collapse.

Sacrifice is inevitable!

Hong Shixian also flew over and added another powerful force of strange wind to Luo Rufeng.

"Brother, if you can come back when walking the dog this time, I would like to ask you to go to Meihun Building for a month!"

"Thank you, Mr. Hong Shixian!"

After Luo Rufeng thanked him, he turned around and rushed towards the hundred-foot Dharma body.

"Everyone, I'll go!"

Luo Rufeng's thin figure was like an ant in front of Baizhang Dharma body.

But Luo Rufeng's momentum was as majestic as an immortal saint.

"How can a mere Dharma body stop my underworld cultivator!"

Luo Rufeng was so proud that he took the initiative to shoot a soul weapon into the hundred-foot Dharma body.

One of the five generals shouted: "Distract! Cooperate with Luo Rufeng and hold on! If you can't live, you will immediately explode!"

This command is cold!

But the execution of the dead soldiers is firm.

This is "war".

Yang Xiu's heart is quite strong. His two hundred years of soul cultivation career has allowed Yang Xiu to see too many deaths.

At this moment, Yang Xiu still felt a little unbearable.

But he had no choice, and even, he could not stay here to help these dead soldiers.

"Xinhe!"

"I'm here!"

"You can save as much as you stay here!"

Chu Xinhe's weak water and Lingluo silk can help many dead soldiers escape the disaster of death in this battle.

With Chu Xinhe here, the losses of the soul cultivator will be greatly reduced.

"Yes! That sir, you..."

Yang Xiu's face was terrifyingly cold: "The Heavenly Court took out the lives of thirty Taoist cultivators and used secret techniques to condense the sky and earth. What do you think is the purpose?"

Although Yang Xiu and others could not solve this Dharma and the world in a short time, it was still too naive to directly take the lives of all of them.

The fate of the thirty Taoist cultivators is not the fate of the soul cultivators, but time!

It is the time for the remaining seventy Taoist cultivators in the Heavenly Court to seize the inheritance of the Immortal Saint!

"Hong Shixian, Wang Yan, if you are not afraid of death, just follow me!"

Hong Shixian and Wang Yan are both smart people, so it is not difficult to analyze the twists and turns.

Yuan Chengxie also took the initiative to speak, "Senior Brother Chu, how can I leave me behind? Although I am just a fairyland, I should be more than enough to be a shit-smuggling stick."

Hong Shixian: "Junior brother, you are so interesting. You said you are a messenger!"

Yuan Cheng smiled faintly: "If those Taoist cultivators are shit, I really don't mind just be a shit mess."

Hong Shixian: "I have a genital!"

Yuan Chengxie has many secret tricks. With him, although he can't provide much combat power, it may have some miraculous effects.

Yang Xiu's right hand condensed his soul power and gestured randomly in front of him to the air.

A moving formation emerged.

"Walk!"

Yang Xiu was the first to get in.

Hong Shixian, Wang Yan and Yuan Chengxie both got in one after another.

The next moment, they were already thirty miles away from the Dharma Heaven and Earth.

In this cave, the ground was covered with sand, and there was an endless desert in front of me, and no grass grew.

Although Yang Xiu bypassed the Dharma Heaven and Earth, he didn't know where to go now.

Even if the soul thoughts are expanded to the widest range, we cannot detect any fluctuations in Taoist cultivation.

Hong Shi scratched his head: "Why is there sand everywhere? Which direction should we go?"

Yuan Chengxie: "There are sand everywhere, so there will be tricks in places where it is not sand!"

Hong Shixian: "Hey, junior brother, your mind is moving fast, but it's not a sandy place, where is it?"

Yang Xiu: "Old Master Wang Yan, how dare you ask, does the Heavenly Court understand the situation in this cave?"

Wang Yan shook his head: "What happened 800,000 years ago, this cave was temporarily opened up again. It is a miracle that it can exist until now."

Hong Shixian thought: "Can you leave any relics to the Heavenly Court? So the Taoist cultivator of the Heavenly Court comes in with the relics and can you find the inheritance as soon as possible?"

Yuan Chengxie: "If this is the case, then it will be troublesome!"

Yang Xiu simply sat down and supported his chin with his hands.

Hong Shixian: "What's wrong with you? You're on strike?"

Yang Xiu: "No, I'm thinking about what Your Excellency Wang Yan said."

Hong Shixian: "What did Wang Yan say? It happened 800,000 years ago."

Yang Xiu: "No, the last sentence."

"Temporary development has existed to this day... eh?"

Hong Shixian gradually discovered something wrong.

Yang Xiu touched the ground with his hands and felt it, then said, "Old scumbag, hurry up and feel the power of heaven and earth here. Is there any lack of it?"

Yang Xiu wanted Hong Shixian to feel it because Hong Shixian's five elements and eight trigrams were superior to him.

"Hiss, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, yin, yang, wind and thunder..."

Hong Shixian talked about more than a dozen kinds of powers of heaven and earth in a row, and then concluded: "No need, the power of heaven and earth is very stable."

"MD, we're fooled!"
Chapter completed!