Under the sky, the holy ships of all directions were flying, and more and more disciples came from all directions and landed on the ship.

Yang Dai meditated in the corner of the boat board, thinking about the soul of the Great Sage.

The Shifang Sect is so brave that it dares to hunt the soul of the Great Saint. It is obviously impossible to even conquer the Dragon Slayer of Heaven.

Yang Dai sighed in his heart. When he thought of the terrifying pressure he felt before, he felt a little expectant.

The Shifang Sect sent so many disciples to come, so it shouldn't be a waste of time.

If he succeeds, the soul of the Great Sage falls into the hands of the Ten Directions Sect, will he have the chance to get involved in the soul of the Great Sage in the future?

For others, the soul may not be able to exert all the strength of the body, but as long as you become a Yin people, you can restore your strength during your lifetime.

The strength of the ancient great saint!

Yang Dai was moved just by thinking about it.

Without the Heavenly Man race, the secret realm notice will no longer appear, making the trialists on the ship no longer so tense.

At this time, Zhang Zhanyun landed on the boat and he quickly came to Yang Dai.

"Yes, I actually took over the Heavenly Man Clan alone!" Zhang Zhanyun said with a smile.

The more he looked at Yang Dai, the more satisfied he was. Sure enough, as long as Yang Dai was accompanying him, the loss of the trialists would drop significantly.

Although the Heavenly Tribe killed many trialists in this secret territory, it was still within acceptable limits, thanks to Yang Dai's timely action.

Yang Dai smiled and said, "It's okay, but the Heavenly Man tribe deserves our vigilance."

He revealed the information he learned, and Zhang Zhanyun frowned.

Zhang Zhanyun digested it and said, "This information is very important. I will discuss it with the above after the secret realm is over."

He was too lazy to promise some rewards. First, Yang Dai's treatment was already the best in the country, and second, Yang Dai was already strong enough and rarely made requirements.

The two chatted for a while, and then Zhang Zhanyun left.

Through Zhang Zhanyun, Yang Dai knew that his master Cheng Qingtian had arrived at the secret realm, conquered the Tianzhu Shenlong Sphur, and was fighting against the great monks of Juexin Sect and Guiyuanfeng.

The soul of the Great Sage is too strong, which forces the three forces to join forces temporarily.

Wan Tianhao lowered his head and said to Yang Dai who was meditating: "I have seen the soul of the Great Saint, which is indeed very strong. We are definitely not opponents, and we must surpass the soul refining realm."

The scene of destroying the world made him, the empty monk, shudder.

Yang Dai could also feel the terrible sense of oppression, and he knew that this battle was definitely not something he could participate in.

Two hours later.

The holy ship of the ten directions stopped, and all the disciples stood up and looked in one direction. The dust rolled in front of them, gravel flying everywhere, thunder clouds rolled, lightning and thunder roared, and a terrifying figure used magical powers under the thunder clouds, wind, rain, thunder, spells of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and even the Canglong broke. The mountains within a radius of hundreds of miles were bombarded into ruins, and the earth shook violently and continued to collapse.

The soul of the great sage!

Yang Dai was also watching.

He was very curious about how Shifang Teaching wanted them to participate?

Just then, a voice sounded:

"All disciples have their spiritual power transmitted into the hull!"

Upon hearing this, many disciples immediately began to do it, and the trialists looked around and followed suit.

Yang Dai also transmitted his spiritual power into the boat board under his feet. He was moved because he felt that the holy ships in the ten directions were gathering a large amount of spiritual power and ready to go.

This magic weapon is so powerful!

Thousands of disciples have gathered on the ship, most of whom are above the Xinxuan Realm, and such a huge amount of spiritual power gathered together...

Yang Dai suddenly became envious. If he had such a magic weapon, he would gather more than two million Yin people's spiritual power...

fear!

Yang Dai decided to climb up hard and get the holy ship of the Ten Directions as soon as possible.

This ship is a magic weapon of the Ten Directions Sects, not the personal property of a certain elder.

Soon, light burst out from the surface of the holy ship in the ten directions, and Yang Dai felt a heat.

A bang!

The holy ships in the ten directions shot out a huge rainbow of light, killing the soul of the Great Saint in the sky.

The Great Saint's soul almost didn't move, and kept stopping in place, squandering spiritual power. When he saw the huge light rainbow coming, he raised his hand and broke it with a Canglong.

A five-clawed golden dragon that Yang Dai could shoot was roaring and killing, trying to swallow a huge light rainbow in one bite.

When the two sides collided, the five-clawed golden dragon's dragon's dragon's head was destroyed, but the dragon's body had not yet dissipated, and the huge light rainbow was also offset.

So strong!

Yang Dai was secretly shocked.

"Continue to transmit spiritual power and do your best!"

The previous elder sounded again, and all the disciples on the ship continued to introduce spiritual power to the hull. This time, Yang Dai did not paddle and poured in a lot of spiritual power.

After dozens of breaths, the Ten Directions Holy Ship shot out a huge rainbow of light again. The Great Saint Soul shot out with one palm, and a huge palm shadow like a mountain was shot out. This time, it did not block the attack of the Ten Directions Holy Ship. The huge palm shadow was directly penetrated and then hit the Great Saint Soul.

Many disciples on the boat cheered, thinking they had succeeded.

However, the light rainbow dissipated, and the Great Saint's soul revealed its figure. The soul body was pitch black and it could not see its true appearance clearly, but it seemed that it was not hurt.

The holy ships in the ten directions suddenly fell silent.

"Continue to transmit spiritual power!"

When the disciples heard this, they immediately did. This time, the holy ships in the ten directions did not attack immediately, but were ready to go.

While transmitting spiritual power, Yang Dai looked in other directions. He saw Chu Xing, a huge floating island in the sky, coming towards him. His eyesight was extraordinary and he saw that the island was full of demon cultivators from Juexin Sect.

The Juexin Sect troops are here!

Yang Dai turned his head and, in the other direction, a huge magic weapon flew over. It was a temple, and there was a big Buddha standing behind it. The Buddha's light shines thousands of feet high, shining in the world.

The monks in front of the temple were not Guiyuanfeng, they were wearing costumes that Yang Dai had never seen before.

Another major force appeared.

Before it was over, Yang Dai saw the arrival of huge magic weapons from other sects one after another. He counted and found that there were thirteen sects in total, Guiyuan Feng was among them.

There are so many!

They are all for the soul of the Great Saint!

Yang Dai frowned. So many sects were fighting for the soul of the Great Saint, and they were afraid they would be in trouble.

After looking at it for a while, he realized something was wrong.

This is not a robbery, it is to destroy the soul of the Great Saint!

Thirteen magic weapons in the temple continued to attack, and dozens of great monks besieged the soul of the Great Saint, all of whom tried their best without any restraint, and were not afraid of the soul of the Great Saint being scattered.

After a full stick of incense bombardment, the momentum of the Great Saint's soul has dropped by half, but it can still fight, which makes all forces unable to do anything.

Half an hour later.

The Great Saint's soul could no longer attack, so he could only curl up in the air and passively withstand attacks from all directions.

The Thirteen Magical Weapons of the Town Tribe launched an attack while obviously planning. Various spiritual powers were killed, flooding the soul of the Great Saint, and the breath of the Great Saint began to dissipate.

Yang Dai secretly regretted that it seemed that there was no hope to regain this soul.

"Tsk tsk, you really don't respect the old seniors. Since you don't want it, this soul belongs to me!"
Chapter completed!