Bai Yiren wanted to retreat at the first time, but suddenly she found that she couldn't move anyway, because she was shocked by the other party's pressure.

"My benefactor, don't leave, you are the one who saved me from the seal." After laughing wildly, the Blood Soul Ancestor turned his attention to Bai Yiren.

Bai Yiren frowned Lao Gao. The guy in front of him knew at a glance that he was not a good person. She didn't want to have anything to do with the other party, so she quickly smiled.

"Senior, junior, I just accidentally lifted the seal. Since you think I am your benefactor, why not let me go."

When the Blood Soul Ancestor saw Bai Yiren say this, his smile became even more strange. Just as he made a move, Bai Yiren flew over uncontrollably and finally landed in front of the Blood Soul Ancestor.

"Oh, after a closer look, I didn't expect that it was a little beauty, not bad. Originally, I was going to make you feel more comfortable when you saved me, but I changed my attention. I have been locked up for thousands of years and have been lonely for too long. Little ladies, give you a chance to be my plaything and spare you." The Blood Soul Ancestor said sinisterly.

When Bai Yiren heard this, he pulled the corner of his mouth and knew that nothing was good. At this moment, a faint orchid light filled the middle of Bai Yiren's eyebrows, and this light suddenly bounced away the Blood Soul Ancestor.

The Blood Soul Ancestor felt this power and hurriedly avoided it and stayed away from Bai Yiren, because this guy was actually a soul body. When he reached the realm of transformation of the gods, the Nascent Soul Ancestor would begin to transform into a primordial spirit. The Blood Soul Ancestor in front of him was just a state of soul.

The nine-level soul-suppressing tower in Bai Yiren's body is his nemesis. This guy has been sealed for too long, but his strength is actually less than one-tenth of his heyday. At most, it is just comparable to the level of the Purple Mansion, and it is simply not comparable to the level of the Soul-suppressing Tower.

"Damn it, you stinky girl, why can you use the power of the Nine-Level Soul-Suppressing Tower? This is impossible?" The Blood Soul Ancestor was a little surprised.

Because it is impossible to use magic weapons with too high level at low levels. It is good to use treasures from the Zi Mansion in the Nascent Soul Realm, let alone treasures from the God Transformation Realm.

But Bai Yiren is different. Bai Yiren's Nine Profound Holy Heart Art depends on the user's mood. As long as Bai Yiren has intentions, she can ignore any restrictions, which can be extremely against the will.

"Hmph! Calling you a senior is a polite word. Just your strength is less than one-tenth of your heyday. Why do you threaten me? Now I will give you a chance to surrender to me and be my slave. I can consider spareing your life." Bai Yiren turned around and threatened the Blood Soul Ancestor.

How could the Blood Soul Ancestor, a former God-Transforming Cultivator, be humiliated by a junior when he heard such words?

"You little girl, it seems that you are impatient. I really think that with the Soul-Suppressing Tower on your body, you can adjust my majesty? Even if you can use the Soul-Suppressing Tower, how much of its power can you exert? Let me die." After the Blood Soul Ancestor said this, he disliked the snow water in the sky, turned into a huge bloody hand, and grabbed Bai Yiren.

The power of this attack looked so breathtaking that it made Bai Yiren feel a sense of insignificance and humility. But in just a moment, Bai Yiren reacted. She drew out her sword and used the slaying of reincarnation again. With one sword, she swept the bloody hand transformed from this guy into the reincarnation channel.

Because this thing is completely a combination of the power of the soul. The other party has no body and only the power of the soul. Therefore, killing the cycle of reincarnation can restrain him.

"What? Is it actually broken my soul power?" The Blood Soul Ancestor was shocked when he saw his power being cut.

In the early stage of the Nascent Soul, shattering the power of his soul in the realm of transformation of the gods, this is simply a fantasy, or it is impossible to exist.

However, Bai Yiren's move was good to scare people, but it was difficult to achieve the effect on the soul body of the Blood Soul Ancestor, because the soul body of the other party is not a dead soul, but a living soul.

The attack was useless, and the Blood Soul Ancestor used his soul to suppress it again. A strong pressure fell on Bai Yiren again. Bai Yiren felt very uncomfortable this thing, but the soul pressure belonged to the power of law, and Bai Yiren had some means.

"Slay the Heavenly Way." Bai Yiren's body was filled with an invincible aura of moving against the sky. The sword left his body again, and a sword light instantly penetrated the opponent's soul pressure.

"Ah!" This move hurt the Blood Soul Ancestor, and he screamed.

Bai Yiren didn't talk nonsense to him, and used the Soul-Suppressing Tower again. The nine-layer Blue Ghost Tower flew out from his eyebrows and pressed on the head of the Blood Soul Ancestor. A powerful suction force began to pull the Blood Soul Ancestor.

This is the first time that the Blood Soul Ancestor has met such a person. He is not afraid of the pressure and his soul power. What is this? Although his power is less than one-tenth of his entire body, he is also a real god-transforming cultivator. No matter how bad it is, he will not be bullied by an early stage of the Nascent Soul.

"Damn it, the tiger falls into the sun and is bullied by a dog. Stinky girl, please wait for me. Do you think you can kill me? My power is gradually recovering. This soul-suppressing tower can only suppress me for a while, and I can't suppress me for a lifetime. When my power is slowly recovered in the soul-suppressing tower, I will definitely make you worse than death." The Blood Soul Ancestor was so angry that he was so angry.

But as for him, he really couldn't stop the power of the Soul-Suppressing Tower, so he could only leave a harsh word and then was sucked in by the Soul-Suppressing Tower.

In this way, the Blood Soul Ancestor was suppressed again, but this guy was a time bomb, and he didn't know when the riot would be rioted again, but Bai Yiren couldn't control so much.

"Tsk, I want to come out, wait for the next life, and I want me to be your plaything. I think you want to be a eunuch." Bai Yiren grabbed the Soul-Suppressing Tower and shook it hard. For a moment, the blood soul ancestor screamed strangely.

"Bastard, stinky girl, you should bully me like this. I must kill you. If I don't want to turn your soul into a soul lamp, so that you will never be reborn." The Blood Soul Ancestor threatened again.

"Hey? I dare to threaten me, I'll faint you." Bai Yiren's mouth twitched and began to use his power to make the Soul-Suppressing Tower spin wildly.

The Blood Soul Ancestor thought that Bai Yiren had no choice but to do anything to him. If Bai Yiren had been disgusting him like this, he would probably not be able to wait for the day when he recovered his strength and would be scattered.

"Stop shaking, stop shaking, say anything if you have anything to say." Bai Yiren shook for less than a few minutes, and this guy couldn't stand it anymore.

"If you say don't shake, I won't shake it. Why? Start with the beginning, don't think about peace. You dare to let me be your plaything. Those who say such words to me will not end well." Bai Yiren sneered.

After a while, this guy finally admitted his defeat.
Chapter completed!