A roar sounded from Bai Wuchang's mouth. The white hat he sacrificed was wiped out by the killing formation, and his body was attacked by murderous aura. Although he could not die for the time being, he was in danger.

A moment later, Lan Chen had a crisis, and a shocking roar came out of his mouth, and a iron hand was sacrificing, which was a top-grade spiritual weapon with extremely strong combat power. He fought against the killing aura in the hall, barely able to maintain it for a while.

Qianchuan and Guo Chaohai had gloomy faces. They had been observing Cheng Lingyu's actions, but no one could see through Cheng Lingyu's intentions, because the art of refining weapons by the Hundred Wars Holy Soldiers had never been leaked out. It was created by Tianque's Saint Hand and no one knew them at all.

Dark light emerged from Cheng Lingyu's whole body, his spirit was highly concentrated, and he had reached the last moment. His eyes were as bright as pearls, dazzling. The eyes of the thousands of catastrophes pierced through the illusion and saw through the essence, allowing him to capture the most exquisite mystery of the trapping and killing formation.

When the last killing aura was engraved on the Holy Tribe of Hundred Battles, the entire hall was roaring, thousands of white bones rattled, and each bone released a mysterious wave at the same time, turning into pieces of light and rain, drowning the Holy Tribe of Hundred Battles in mid-air.

At that moment, the Holy Cauldron of Hundred Wars was constantly growing, releasing awesomeness. The body of the cauldron was flowing with killing auras, which were gathering and evolving, sublimating into the light of killing.

Cheng Lingyu suddenly opened his eyes wide and blurted out: "It's not perfect enough. There are still flaws in this killing formation, and it's still the last step."

With a turn of eyes, Cheng Lingyu looked around and a cold smile appeared on his handsome face.

Stepping out, Cheng Lingyu walked towards Yelu Kuangfeng, and the formation under his feet flowed, avoiding most of the killing aura, and quickly approached Yelu Kuangfeng and the white-haired old man.

"What do you want to do?"

Yelu Kuangfeng had sharp eyes and was extremely tired in body and mind, but he forced himself to shock Cheng Lingyu.

"Kill you!"

The two short words are cold and ruthless, without any explanation.

Given the grudge between Cheng Lingyu and Tiansheng Temple, no reason is needed for any fight.

The old man with white hair said angrily: "Rareless! You are simply seeking death by yourself."

In terms of cultivation level, the old man with white hair is a great figure in the realm of Tongtian, so he naturally has the confidence to say this.

But in terms of the situation in front of him, Yelu Kuangfeng and the old man with white hair seemed very embarrassed.

The trapped killing formation in the hall is extremely powerful. The eight trapped people tried many times in a month, but they could not break out.

The eight people are currently in the best defensive position after they have been constantly exploring and trying. They are the life gates in the killing formation. They can still defend themselves with the power of spiritual weapons. Once they leave these positions, they may die at any time.

Cheng Lingyu had a picture scroll above his head, and was not afraid of the formation of trapping and killing. He could come and go freely in the hall, and this alone surpassed everyone.

With a cold smile, Cheng Lingyu called out the Dragon God Destroying Heaven Slash and slashed at Yelu Kuangfeng, without taking the threat of the white-haired old man seriously.

"Damn it, I'll destroy you."

The white-haired old man was furious and grabbed Cheng Lingyu with one palm, fighting for the attack of the killing formation, and wanted to kill Cheng Lingyu.

Yelu Kuangfeng roared lowly, and shot out a light blade with his fingers. With the cultivation level of the first level of spiritual martial arts, he took over Cheng Lingyu's Dragon God Destroying Heaven Slash, and was shocked to retreat.

Trapped for a month, Yelu Kuangfeng's combat power was no longer as good as before. He was in a state of extreme fatigue. How could he withstand Cheng Lingyu's sharp attack?

Looking at the white-haired old man's palm, a sharp flashed in Cheng Lingyu's eyes, his body shot out, his right hand swung out in the air, and used the black dragon claws, terrifying waves tore through the sky and collided with the big hand.

"Ah...bastard...you deserve to die!"

The white-haired old man screamed shrillly, and his right hand was shattered by the black dragon claws, which seriously affected his combat effectiveness.

Cheng Lingyu was in power and used the Tiansheng Temple's escape wings and instantly appeared beside the white-haired old man. The four kinds of energy powers of wind, fire, thunder and lightning were contained in the palm of his left hand. Combined with the great power of returning to silence in all things, it turned into an iron fist, and swung hundreds of times in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the Black Spirit Dragon Claws were as fast as lightning, releasing terrifying fluctuations, forcing the white-haired old man to dodge.

Cheng Lingyu's left fist and right claw were extremely powerful, and the impact of the trapping and killing formation seriously limited the strength of the white-haired old man, making him slow to react and terrified.

Yelu Kuangfeng roared and cursed, assisting from the side, trying to kill Cheng Lingyu, but was attacked by the dark field outside him. As soon as he approached the black halo, the power around him was rapidly passing, which made his face change drastically, as if he saw a ghost and retreated in a hurry.

Cheng Lingyu locked in the old man with white hair and wanted to kill him. The attack with both hands was quick and fierce, forcing the old man with white hair could not dodge and could only fight hard.

With a loud noise, Cheng Lingyu shook and retreated. Although his fist was hard, the enemy was a big shot in the realm of Tongtian. Even if he was already very tired, he could burst out with a random palm.

"ah……"

The old man with white hair screamed and was hit by the weapon evolved from the killing aura and could not afford to be injured on the spot.

Cheng Lingyu flashed, his left fist thunder shook the sky, and lightning swayed, releasing a terrifying wave. His right hand quietly launched a sneak attack and grabbed the body of the white-haired old man.

The trembling body of the old man with a white-haired shaking back, his reaction was slow, his facial features were twisted and ferocious, and he had no time to dodge.

With a loud roar, the white-haired old man let out a tiger roar and a dragon roar. The powerful sound waves were enough to shake the cultivator's soul. It was a terrible mental attack.

Cheng Lingyu's eyes were sharp, and a brilliant golden light emerged in the pyramid in his mind. His soul was as solid as a golden soup. His dreamy magical eye evolved into a spiritual sword and launched a fierce counterattack.

Cheng Lingyu's fist collided with the white-haired old man's palm, and he had a dozen confrontation in an instant, attracting most of his attention.

The black dragon claw in his right hand appeared silently, and grabbed the body of the white-haired old man, causing him to let out a deafening roar and roar.

"Sword of Death!"

The cold voice was murderous, so cold that it made the void ripples.

The white-haired old man's body was fixed by the claws of the Black Reaper Dragon, and he could not dodge at all. He was instantly pierced by the sword of Death and shot into his body.

At the same moment, the dark field outside Cheng Lingyu turned into two interlaced black halos, one horizontally and one vertically, like an interlaced cross, directly bombarded into the body of the white-haired old man, and began to devour his life and cultivation.

Xiao Hei stood on Cheng Lingyu's shoulder, and his black tail suddenly flicked, instantly becoming bigger and longer, like a black spear, piercing through the white-haired old man's sky cover and piercing his head.

"Ah... I'm hateful... I will never forgive you."

The body of the white-haired old man was withering rapidly, and his body of essence, blood and cultivation were quickly flowing into Cheng Lingyu and Xiao Hei's bodies and were swallowed by them.

In this case, it was too late to save the body, and the old man with white hair left his body and turned into a light knife, slashing towards Cheng Lingyu.

This is the angry attack of the great man Tongtian, the purest spiritual attack, which turns into a soul-killing sword and can kill the souls of cultivators below the same level.

Cheng Lingyu's face was cold, and he activated the mysterious grass in his mind and used the seventh level of Star Soul Slash. A hot light knife appeared through the air and instantly collided with the white-haired old man's soul-slashing sword.

With a crisp sound, the light knife shattered.

Cheng Lingyu turned his head to avoid it, turned around and displayed the Thousand Dragons' Roar. One by one, the divine dragons flew out of his mouth and evolved into a big net, wrapped around the white-haired old man's soul, and began to strangle and wipe it out.

The white-haired old man's soul roared and roared unwillingly, struggling and resisting, which made Cheng Lingyu do nothing for him for a moment.

Yelu Kuangfeng was shocked and used the strongest means to take the initiative to attack, trying to rescue the old man with white hair, but he could not get close to Cheng Lingyu.

The scroll is currently in a state of recovery. With the strength of Yelu Kuangfeng Lingwu at the first level, it is impossible to split the scroll's defense and is bounced out on the spot.

The white-haired old man's body had withered, and a middle spiritual weapon and a storage ring flew out of his body, all of which fell into Cheng Lingyu's hands.

The next moment, Cheng Lingyu threw out the corpse of the white-haired old man. After landing, he was instantly attacked by a killing array. His body turned into powder, leaving only a complete skeleton, and quickly merged into the mountain of corpses.

With an extra corpse, the trapping formation in the hall suddenly changed, more perfect than before, and its power was significantly improved.

This is why Cheng Lingyu wanted to kill Yelu Kuangfeng. He needed corpses to perfect the trapped killing formation in order to obtain the most complete essence of the killing formation.

The white-haired old man's soul was roaring, wishing to suck Cheng Lingyu's blood dry, but unfortunately his current situation was quite unfavorable.

Cheng Lingyu put away the sword of Death, Xiao Hei also withdrew his tail, and both focused on the soul of the white-haired old man.

Cheng Lingyu's body was glowing, and a pyramid flew out from his eyebrows. It was the three-layer Ten-Ox Pyramid. It had merged with the ten immortal souls and replaced the Yuan Dan, and its quality and power were increased by at least a hundred times.

This is a major achievement of Cheng Lingyu's self-improvement when he was promoted to the sixth level of Blood Martial Arts.

There are twelve pyramids in Cheng Lingyu's body, ten are located in the five lakes, four seas and the Dantian Yuanhai. One is located in the sea of ​​consciousness, which is the three-layer ten-elixir pyramid, and the other is the double-layer seven-star pyramid in the mysterious space.

Now, the three-layer Ten-Ox Pyramids in the sea of ​​consciousness have been upgraded to the three-layer Ten-Soul pyramids formed by the fusion of the ten immortal souls. Each immortal soul comes with a cave heaven, which adds up to ten cave heavens. The combination of the two pairs has achieved the best effect.

The pyramid was amplified in the wind, and the white-haired old man's soul was absorbed into the pyramid and directly suppressed and refined, making it impossible for him to turn over.

In terms of realm, the old man with white hair is at the fourth level of the spiritual martial arts and the soul is extremely powerful and it is easy to destroy it.

However, Cheng Lingyu's three-level Ten Souls pyramid is not a trivial matter. It is composed of the fusion of the top ten immortal souls. It is based on the Tianxin Wanyou Picture, and the most solid pyramid shape is the framework. It has infinite plasticity and can refine and destroy the immortal soul.
Chapter completed!