C335 Buddha's soul

Yi Yan was startled when he heard this, as though he could not believe that there was actually such a vengeful person in the Four Realms. He stared at the person in front of him who was dressed in green, and even he himself could not see through him, his eyes filled with doubt.

The cold-faced teenager slightly frowned, and impatiently waved his hand. He said to Yi Yan: "Alright, continue collecting the balls of light. I had previously unintentionally witnessed the process of you taking the light ball. Honestly speaking, your performance has already exceeded the capabilities of a Luo Tian Immortal, and you are even slightly stronger than most Emperor level experts. This really surprises me. Continue working hard, and hope to see you again within the Buddhist Soul Hall! "

Ignoring the ten thousand fold gravity of the Thunder Fire Pure Hand Palace, he leaped into the air and quickly flew away from Yi Yan's side at a distance of around ten meters from the ground. In the blink of an eye, he arrived near a milky white ball of light that no one was collecting.

< p > "This person is really strange!" From the looks of it, he seemed to have been observing me for a long time. Otherwise, he wouldn't have rushed over in such a short amount of time. However, he had no desire to continue the conversation at all. It was truly difficult to see through. However, now is not the time to think about such things. It's better to quickly collect more magical equipment, hoping to get more as soon as possible. Otherwise, if others were to snatch it first, then it would be a huge loss! "

Shaking his head, Yi Yan flung these thoughts out of his mind. Concentrating his vision, he observed the environment of the Thunder Fire Divine Hall, searching for his next target.

Suddenly, Yi Yan's gaze froze, and stopped at a black figure.

Because he knew that person.

The Devil Emperor wasn't very lucky. After entering the small teleportation formation inside the Blessed Buddha Palace, he was forced to separate from the others in Splintersoul Valley and teleported to the Thunderfire Mansion alone.

Actually, with Po Luo's late stage Devil Monarch's cultivation, he was one of the top thirty odd people that had been sent to the Thunderfire Crest hall. If one were to decide who should enter Buddhist Soul Hall based on their cultivation, they would definitely be considered one of the top.

However, he didn't have such plans. In the Thunderfire Crest, aside from the cultivation needed, luck was the most important test.

If one was lucky, then maybe the first light ball one would collect would be the Divine Equipment, which would allow them to be directly transported to the Buddhist Soul Hall. If one was unlucky, then it was possible that even if one received dozens of light balls consecutively as medicinal pellets or if there were not enough Immortal Artifact s, they might not be able to meet the requirements after the three spots were used up.

And Devil Monarch Po Luo was one of the unlucky ones, not to mention the unluckiest one.

This was because, at this moment, there were already three bottles of Inferior Grade Divine Pill s, dozens of bottles of top-quality and high grade immortal pellets, as well as two Top-grade Immortal Artifact s and six high-grade Immortal Artifact, just a hair's breadth away from being able to be transferred to Buddhist Soul Hall.

Today, Devil Monarch had once again appeared beside a milky white ball of light. This time, his heart was filled with confidence, as long as he collected another treasure, whether it was a Divine Artifact, Top-grade Immortal Artifact or high-grade Immortal Artifact, it would be sufficient for him to fulfil the conditions to leave.

With his cultivation, the high level and peak level restrictions around the ball of light were not even in his eyes. Even if he continuously descended from the sky, as he got closer and closer to the ball of light, the frequency and power of the lightning would increase, and with the fast movement of and the protection of the top grade Devil Elemental Energy, it was still unable to stop him.

After merely half a quarter of an hour, the almost unharmed Devil Monarch Po Luo had already arrived beside the ball of light and reached his right hand, which was filled with a black mist and emanated from the Devil Elemental Energy, in the light ball.

< p > "Hm?" "Haha!"

After being stunned for a moment, Po Luo suddenly erupted in extremely carefree laughter.

Because the moment the object inside the ball of light entered his hand, he clearly felt that it was a sword!

From the difference in strength between the Immortal Elemental Energy, Devil Elemental Energy and the Demon Elemental Energy, Po Luo immediately determined that it was a divine tool!

To be able to obtain a Divine Equipment just as he was about to leave the Thunderfire Purging Hall and enter the Buddhist Soul Hall, how could this not make Po Luo Devil Monarch excited?

The laughing Devil Monarch did not notice that in the instant he grabbed onto the Divine Weapon Battle Blade, at a position only thirty meters above his head, a deep purple colored purple colored wisp appeared out of thin air. It was only as thick as his pinky finger, and a meter long electric snake appeared out of thin air.

The electric snake's energy was completely restrained, without a single shred of leakage. As a result, it did not notice its arrival at all, allowing the electric snake to fall down onto its head!

This scene clearly appeared in the eyes of Yi Yan, who was quietly sizing him up.

Just by looking at the small and inconspicuous electric snake, Yi Yan's pupils contracted into a dangerous shape. This was because he could clearly feel a destructive aura coming from this electric snake.

Yi Yan had no doubt that if he were to allow this electric snake to land on the head of the defenseless Po Luo, even if Po Luo was already at the late stage of Devil Monarch, if he did not die, he would at least be heavily injured!

In this instant, thousands of thoughts passed through Yi Yan's mind.

Was it to remind Po Luo of the danger that was about to befall him, or to allow him to be struck by the electric snake?

For a moment, Yi Yan fell into deep thought.

From Yi Yan's personal perspective, he had sufficient reasons to choose the latter.

Due to the fact that he had saved the young sect master Li Xiao's life twice, almost everyone in the Soul Breaking Valley held a friendly attitude towards Yi Yan.

As long as Yi Yan pretended not to see it, Devil Monarch, who had been severely injured by the electric snakes, would definitely be killed by other Emperor Level or even Sovereign Level Rankers, thereby obtaining the qualifications to enter the Buddhist Soul Hall. This was even possible for Yi Yan himself, as he was the first and only person to know of the current situation Po Luo was in.

Moreover, after the death of Devil Monarch, there would no longer be anyone who viewed him with hostility within the entire Soul Breaking Valley. This would play a positive role in promoting his relationship with the Soul Breaking Valley, and even the expansion and development of his Longheng Pavilion.

It was just that Yi Yan had his own principles. Even when faced with the possibility of easily entering the Buddhist Soul Hall and the temptation of having his Longheng Pavilion expand even more smoothly, he still chose to adhere to them.

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> It might sound like a long story, but in Yi Yan's mind, it had happened in an extremely short period of time, to the point that that strange electric snake had only moved forward less than five meters.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and his hesitation turned into determination, while Yi Yan also made up his mind in an instant.

With a black flash of his right hand, the Asura Lance, like a dragon emerging from the water, brought about a black afterimage as it instantly left Yi Yan's side. When it reappeared, it was already floating above the head of Po Luo's Devil Monarch.

After all, he had experienced countless bloody battles and his cultivation had reached the late stage of Devil Monarch. While immersed in great surprise, Po Luo did not completely give up on being vigilant of the outside world.

Just as the Asura Lance in Yi Yan's hand flew out, a black shadow flashed past the corner of his eye and attracted the attention of.

Po Luo's eyes followed the direction of the black light and landed on Yi Yan's body. He had already confirmed that Yi Yan was planning to ambush him while he was collecting the divine tools, and stared straight into Yi Yan's eyes with a cold gaze.

Even though he bore no ill will towards Po Luo, when his gaze landed on Yi Yan, he immediately felt his entire body tensing up, and cold sweat immediately flowed down his back.

However, before the furious could cry out, an explosion came from above his head, instantly attracting his attention. He couldn't help but raise his head.

Before Po Luo could focus his gaze, a black figure fell from the sky from less than a meter away from his face. Carrying a speed that made it difficult for him to react, the figure landed heavily and ruthlessly on the back of's nose "Dang lang".

He landed on the ground with a thud.

Unable to care about his own sore nose, Po Luo's eyes stared fixedly at the Asura Lance that was lying on the ground, a complicated expression in his eyes.

Having trained for tens of millions of years, and having experienced countless bloody battles and schemes and schemes, he instantly understood what had just happened.

Yi Yan had already refined the Asura Spear into his own life treasure the moment it was surrounded by the electric snakes. He felt his heart shake violently, and the soul drops in his Sea of Consciousness seemed to jump up and down as if they couldn't withstand the immense pressure. Yi Yan groaned, and a trace of bright red blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

After recuperating for a full fifteen minutes, only then did Yi Yan completely recover from the internal injuries caused by the concussion. With a thought, the Asura Lance that was quietly lying at the foot of Po Luo's Devil Monarch turned into a streak of black light and flew towards Yi Yan.

At the same time, there was also Devil Monarch Po Luo's extremely complicated gaze, which seemed to contain endless meaning.

Yi Yan looked deeply at Polo, took out his Asura Spear, turned around and walked towards another ball of light.

The reason he had saved Devil Monarch was entirely because of his principles and Li Xiao. Therefore, after reaching his goal, Yi Yan chose to leave without hesitation.

< p > One step.

< p > Two steps.

As Yi Yan steadily took his third step, an extremely complicated voice suddenly resounded in his ears: "Thank you!"

Yi Yan knew who the owner of this voice was, and he also knew that he was prejudiced against him by this "thank you".

A cloud of smoke dissipated into thin air.

However, Yi Yan only stopped for a slight moment before continuing. He did not even have the slightest thought of stopping.

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