Chapter 1570 The Soul Is Powerful

“Who doesn’t survive noon?”

Mingya looked surprised, completely confused.

"Alas, the Liyan Pearl was wasted!"

Yinlao didn't explain, but just sighed, as if he regretted coming to the underworld where the Japanese country belonged.

"Mingya, pack your things and let's go back to the upper underworld immediately. Although I can't see my future, from these things, I realize that my situation is very dangerous!"

"Go back to the upper underworld? Okay, I'll go pack my things right away."

This was the first time Mingya saw Mr. Yin being so serious, and she was frightened. She immediately turned around and went back to the house to collect her things.

Apparently the lower underworld is too dangerous.

boom! ! !

With a loud noise that shook the sky, Lin Tianyou slashed down with a sword with fierce sword intent.

The entire ground shook violently, the ground beneath him split into a huge ravine, and all the soil on the surface collapsed.

A pool of blood splashed out like a fountain, mixing with the dust in the sky, which was extremely strange.

Mo Dao Zhai's pupils shrank suddenly and he felt his chest was burning. He knew that if the sword hit the whole body, his body might be cut in half.

At that moment, he immediately used the Substitution Technique in Ninjutsu.

At the cost of a substitute, he escaped Lin Tianyou's fatal blow.

The clone, which had one-tenth of the power of the Demon Sword Studio, was exploded by the sword energy on the spot, and the terrifying soul energy dissipated from the space one after another.

"Hmph, even if you have the Liyan Pearl in your hand, it's nothing more than this!"

Lin Tianyou pointed his sword at the Demon Sword Studio and said:

"Tens of millions of soul powers? In my eyes, he is just a slightly more powerful ant!"

The Masked Killer and the other three people looked at it with horror. The Devil's Sword House was so terrifying, and its combat power reached a level that all the ghosts in the underworld could never dream of.

He even had the treasure of Ghost Emperor Lihuo in his hand, and his sword aura was indescribable.

But in the battle with the Ghost Hunting Dragon King, he was still at a disadvantage.

Even though he was using the Substitute Technique, he was still stabbed in the chest.

This young man can be called a ghost!

"How can this guy be so strong?"

The Demon Sword's eyes were solemn, and the Demon Sword in his hand trembled slightly. He could clearly feel that he was afraid of this sword.

The emotion of fear spread to Mo Dao Zhai's heart without exception.

His demon sword has experienced thousands of years, and the sword spirit is already being nurtured.

Although he has not yet formed his spiritual intelligence, he already has his own emotions.

Fighting with the Ghost-catching Dragon King's Supreme Dragon Jue Sword, the sword spirit in the Demon Sword also sensed the aura of the Dragon Jue Sword Spirit.

In a duel between a low-level sword spirit and a high-level sword spirit, there is no need to compare who is stronger and who is weaker.

"Damn it, you are my demon sword, and you are actually afraid of a Chinese ghost boy?

You are the magic sword, bastard! "

Mo Dao Zhai roared in his heart, even his sword was so frightened, how could he fight?

"Ghost-hunting Dragon King, I am so lucky to have you in the Chinese underworld!"

Motazhai bit his finger and dripped blood into the Demon Sword. The sword spirit in the Demon Sword immediately regained its composure.

He held the Demon Sword high in both hands, with strong fear in his eyes.

"I use the Liyan Pearl to bless my spells, but you can actually ignore it. You are the most powerful person I have seen in the Ghost King Realm!"

After the words fell, Demon Sword jumped and rushed into the void again. A violent aura surged out from his body, making Demon Sword even more demonic.

In an instant, this space became filled with chills, as if the sword was the Demon Sword Studio, and the Demon Sword Studio was the sword.

"The most powerful ghost technique, the magic sword flurry!"

When he slashed down with the demon sword, the huge violent energy turned into countless sword shadows, mixed with the power of Li Huo, and flew towards Lin Tianyou.

Ten thousand meters high in the sky, a high-level underworld flew over the head of Demon Sword Studio.

Caught in this violent aura, he disappeared in an instant and turned into smoke.

Lin Tianyou's gaze remained unchanged, and he stepped on the void with his soles. There was an explosion in the air, and he was already moving forward rapidly.

"Dragon King Sword Judgment, Mad Dragon Sword!"

A sword was swung out, and the huge sword shadow came galloping like a real dragon, and then let out a roaring dragon roar and rushed towards the countless black sword shadows.

The strong wind raged in the void, and the sword and the knife came into contact with each other.

The moment they made contact, Lin Tianyou's eyes changed.

He felt that his Mad Dragon Sword was wrapped in a strange demonic energy.

Although the sword energy was fierce, it could not break through the shadows of the swords in the Demon Sword Studio.

"I didn't expect that this Demon Sword Master actually has such high attainments in swordsmanship."

Lin Tianyou was a little surprised.

"Haha, Ghost Hunting Dragon King, my magic sword dances wildly, gathering all the violent energy in the underworld. Although your mortal-level ninth-level sword intention is fierce, it can't stop the violent shadows of my sword."

The Devil's Sword Studio laughed wildly in the air, and the violence around them became more and more intense. The laughter was so loud that the air around them was shaken away. It seemed that in an instant, a large number of strong winds appeared out of thin air.

And Mo Dao Zhai is the master of this violent wind.

"Ghost-hunting Dragon King, you are indeed a genius, but you are too young. Compared with old ghosts like me who have lived for hundreds or thousands of years, you are still too young!"

The violent sword shadow formed a strong whirlpool, and the dragon shadow of the mad dragon's sword became weaker and weaker.

Mo Daozhai decided to increase his strength and killed Lin Tianyou in one fell swoop.

Fighting with this young man had already consumed all his strength. If he continued to fight, he was afraid that the boat would capsize in the gutter.

"Li Yanzhu, it's up to you, give me all your strength to bless it!"

Mo Daozhai shouted loudly, the flames on Li Yanzhu's body surged, and the power of the flames was continuously poured into Dao Ying.

The violent knife shadow became even more fierce.

"snort!"

Lin Tianyou snorted coldly, and his body shot out, shaking the sword shadow with his flesh and blood body.

call out!

A ray of light entered lightly and went straight into the whirlpool of knife shadows.

There was strong ecstasy in Mo Daozhai's eyes.

He has fought countless masters throughout his life, and even the strongest enemies back then did not dare to enter directly into the vortex of his sword shadow.

Unless that person has the divine soul physique of a high-level ghost emperor, he can withstand these sword shadows.

"Ah, the Ghost-hunting Dragon King!"

The three Masked Killers stared wide-eyed, watching Lin Tianyou disappear into the whirlpool of knife shadows. They screamed wildly, but they were obviously so weak.

Even Zi Yuan trembled slightly.

She had always believed that Lin Tianyou was very strong, but these whirlpools were obviously not something that Lin Tianyou could shake off now.

"Zi Yuan, don't be nervous, your man will be fine.

The violent spirit of the violent knife shadow cannot catch the Ghost Dragon King! "

Hanba gently patted Ziyuan on the shoulder.

She knew that the Ghost Hunting Dragon King had touched the threshold of ghosts and gods in his previous life.

In other words, the spirit of the Ghost Hunting Dragon King already possesses the level of a quasi-ghost.

Therefore, violent energy can only deal with the souls of the weak, but the souls of the strong are helpless.