The other three also reacted. The white-haired old man who first blocked Chen Luo turned around and left, not even bothering to maintain the formation. Fighting with soul cultivators is something only a mentally ill person would do. You don't need to care about this kind of lunatic at all, they will refine themselves to death.

"Walk!"

The other three also turned around quickly, turning into a flash of light and flying away, and the momentum from before disappeared instantly. One of them even slapped his palm on his chest and performed the blood escape technique.

Soul Cultivator's reputation is so resounding.

But how could Chen Luo let them do what they wanted? A swarm of evil spirits flew out of the white mist like a tsunami and rolled towards the four people. With Chen Luo's unremitting efforts over the years, there were more and more "comrades" in the soul flag, and the days when Master Lin Feng was the only one in the world were gone.

The three newly joined high-level people were also among them. These three remnant souls of returning to the void came out not long after entering the Soul Banner, and became a force that cannot be ignored inside the Soul Banner. There are three forces in the Soul Banner now. The first is the oldest faction, led by the Blood Knife Evil Soul and Master Lin Feng. The second is the remnant souls of the masters such as Zhang Taixuan and Feng Xie that Chen Luo collected from the Qionghua Sect. The third party is the three high-level people from the "Three Immortal Caves" who entered the Soul Banner not long ago.

At this moment, the three high-level people, dragging long gray clouds, rushed towards the white-haired old man in the front.

Especially the advanced ones at the front.

After being refined into the soul flag, he abandoned unnecessary emotions in his life and no longer longed for a Taoist companion. He abandoned emotions such as fear and hesitation, and became fearless. Zhu Chang and You Zhao, the two Taoist friends from the Three Immortal Caves, were only qualified to help him.

"roll."

Sensing the evil spirits chasing after him, the white-haired old man took out a magic talisman. A ray of incandescent light appeared on his body, and the powerful aura immediately dispersed the evil spirits surrounding him, and his speed increased a bit.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw three evil spirits with hideous grins on their faces standing in front of him.

The evil spirit that returns to the realm of emptiness? !

What realm is this madman at? How could he not go crazy after practicing to this level?

boom!!

Without any nonsense, the three evil spirits exploded on the spot.

A grayish-white stream of light swept over, and the almost tangible soul impact instantly sucked the white-haired old man in. The talisman he stuck on his body lasted for less than a breath before it was dispersed by the aftermath of the self-explosion. The whole person screamed and crashed to the ground like a meteor.

Hundreds of translucent gray shadows followed closely and flew up, with the power of self-explosion exploding around him one after another. When his body hit the ground, the body of the white-haired old man was completely unrecognizable, with disheveled hair and white eyes. His long gown had become a beggar's outfit, and one arm was missing.

The soul in the body is empty and dead, and cannot die anymore.

Soon, the cultivators besieged by the three residual souls of Master Lin Feng also screamed. At the same time, the three residual souls of Feng Xie and Zhang Taixuan of the Qionghua Sect also killed the cultivators in the southeast direction.

At this point, only one of the four powerful men who besieged Chen Luo was left.

The residual souls that killed three opponents gathered again, the main forces of the nine soul banners were re-condensed, and the nine evil souls joined forces to chase after the last sword cultivator who escaped.

"How can it be so fast?!"

The escaping swordsman had a pale face.

He knew that soul cultivators were all crazy, so he chose to perform the blood escape technique at the first opportunity. But he never expected that this soul cultivator would be so crazy. If the evil souls in his soul flag were released, any place in the cultivation world would become a deadly place where no one dared to enter.

"Controlling so many high-level residual souls, why haven't you gone crazy yet? ! "

Countless questions popped up in the mind of the escaping sword cultivator, but these questions were destined to remain unanswered. Suppressing his distracting thoughts, he spat out another mouthful of blood, and his escaping technique became faster.

"As long as you escape this valley, you can use the teleportation array to summon the ancestor."

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the swordsman who was flying suddenly stopped.

Cold sweat ran down his forehead.

Not far ahead, two people stood there. A man and a woman. The woman carried a long sword on her back, looking heroic, like a female knight in a vernacular novel. The man wore a green robe and had a gentle smile on his face.

The moment the escaping sword cultivator saw the male cultivator, his heart sank to the bottom.

No aura.

Spiritual consciousness cannot be released externally.

Even the power of returning to the void cannot be called upon.

He seemed to have bumped into the formation set up by the other party. Could this person teleport? Why was his speed so fast that even the Blood Escape Technique couldn't catch up with him?

"Can you please let me live? I am willing to bear the consequences. The deaths of these three people can be counted on me, as well as the matter of the Fire Pattern Crystal."

Before the escaping swordsman could finish his words, he saw the young man opposite him taking out a spiritual sword.

The sword trembled slightly, and a mysterious sword intent appeared on his body.

No, it’s ten.

That doesn't seem right, maybe it should be one hundred.

The dense sword energy gathered at one point, condensing into a brilliant sword light. The sword energy slashed down from the air, and the escaping sword cultivator, who was blocked by the formation and exhausted by the blood escape technique, had no way to resist. He could only watch the sword energy grow stronger and stronger until it finally annihilated everything.

Puff! !

A head flew out.

The sword light swept across, annihilating everything around it.

After killing the people, Chen Luo skillfully went over to collect the brains and pick up the storage bag. However, the residual souls could not be collected this time. The "fellow Taoists" in the soul flag had been suppressed for too long, and the strength was not controlled when it was released, and the souls of these people were devoured, leaving no residue.

Even if a ghost cultivator comes to summon souls later, he will definitely not be able to summon anything.

So clean.

After collecting the four newly acquired brains, Chen Luo waved his sleeves and put away the surrounding formation flags. Mu Jianyu, who was following him, looked at him with a complicated expression.

This time she witnessed all of Chen Luo's methods.

Leaving a clone as bait, the main body led him to set up the formation outside, and then caught the turtle in the jar. The most exaggerated thing was that he even sacrificed the soul flag. Thinking back to the dense army of evil spirits, she felt a chill in her heart.

"Is this nephew of yours going to go crazy?"

I originally thought he was a pure swordsman, but now it seems that soul cultivation is his main path, and swordsmanship can only be considered a secondary path.

"We killed four Returning to the Void this time. The next one to come will definitely be a Hedao cultivator. Let's go quickly."

After sorting out the storage bag, Chen Luo quickly stood up, gave some of his gains to Mu Jianyu, and quickly turned around and fled into the distance. This time he really left, without stopping for a moment.

Seeing this, Mu Jianyu could only transform into a stream of light and follow.

Yellow Leaf Valley.

All the disciples quickly moved away. Huang Ye and Liu Hai concealed their auras and merged into the Night Country. Their clones also followed them and merged into it.

In order to deal with the aftermath, the clone left more than a hundred puppets in the Yellow Leaf Valley, and gave these puppets a "layer of skin" and attached the brains of the immortal cultivators. In this way, a brand new Yellow Leaf Valley appeared in the original place, and the immortal cultivators inside continued to practice normally without being affected by the outside world.

Half a day later.

The spiritual energy twisted, and a figure broke through the air. Not long after this person came, another person rushed over. The two figures stood in the sky like the scorching sun, and the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth swirled around them.

"All dead."

The withered old man who appeared first stretched out his right hand and grabbed at the empty air with his palm.

Wisps of grayish-white aura flew up from below, condensing into four translucent threads that appeared in their palms. These four threads were left by the four returning to the void that were killed by Chen Luo before. Even if he had cleared the residual souls and annihilated the bodies, he could not escape the pursuit of Hedao.

"It's been a while since we've taken action. It seems that these rats in the world of immortal cultivation have forgotten the great reputation of our Ancient Sword Sect."

The withered old man looked at the silk thread in his hand and said in a cold voice.

Among the four Return to the Void who came to carry out the mission this time, one was his bloodline descendant. He didn't know how much effort he had spent to train him to this level, but he didn't expect that he would die in such an inexplicable mission.

"Those rats in the dark are becoming more and more rampant, but we two old guys are not dead yet." An old woman with a gray and dusky aura said in a faint voice.

The dragon head stick in her hand gently touched the ground twice.

"Backflow."

A faint trace of water drifted out, and an invisible force swept across the entire mountain range. Soon, the auras were reversed, and a large amount of water vapor that originally belonged to the mountain was drawn back, turning into a huge water mirror in front of the two people.

These water vapors, like conscious life, began to reflect the scenes that had previously occurred in this area.

In the scene, a soul cultivator with a blurred face summoned the soul flag and slaughtered four people by himself with absolute crushing force. The whole process was uneventful and there was not even any decent resistance.

This result made the two of them silent for a moment.

Soul cultivation.

This kind of madman is like a dung beetle in a toilet. No matter if you win or lose, you will be in trouble. The most important thing is that this kind of madman is not afraid of death at all. You may fight with him and he will suddenly go crazy, and then blow himself up, and you will die together. Similar things are very common in the world of immortal cultivation. In the craziest era of soul cultivation, the whole world of immortal cultivation was full of madmen holding soul flags. Everyone lived in fear every day, and ran away when they saw someone refining soul flags.

The two of them were the ones who survived that era and knew better than anyone what soul cultivators were.

"Even if they are soul cultivators, we can't let them go."

The withered old man said in a deep voice.

His blood relative is dead, and this matter cannot be let go no matter what, otherwise where will he put his face in the future!

"A soul cultivator at the peak of Return to Void is going crazy."

The old woman put away the "backflow" technique and suddenly spoke. (End of this chapter)