The two of them looked at each other for the first time, one old and one young, and the world seemed to be frozen in this scene.

Jian Chen clenched his fists and was about to refute Xuan Qing, but the next scene made his face look horrified.

The momentum of the two people is constantly rising, climbing, climbing!

At this moment, the sky was changing, and terrifying fluctuations emanated from the two of them, crushing them in all directions.

Everyone took a few steps back under this momentum.

This is a battle of momentum, and what is competing is the soul.

It can be said that the power of the soul is the most mysterious power, and it can kill people invisible.

Everyone has Xuan Qing as the last Heavenly Ancestor Realm existence in this world. The power of his soul is huge and can easily crush Yang Tian.

But they were wrong, very wrong.

The scene is completely the other way around.

There was a sneer on the young man's face. If Xuan Qing competed with him on anything else, he would definitely be at a disadvantage.

But this old man is too conceited. He dares to compete with him for soul power without fear of death.

Do you really think that the Immortal Emperor’s soul is just a decoration?

The young man's face was calm and calm, but at this moment, everyone was horrified to find that Xuan Qing's face was covered with fine cold sweat.

"How is this possible?"

Everyone's expressions were a little shocked, and they were filled with fear and disbelief.
Chapter completed!