Chapter 591 The Phantom of the Soul

The old voice in the void did not immediately respond to Xiao Yi's words, but fell into silence.

"Why, you dare not admit it?" Xiao Yi sneered, "You asked me to go to the Holy City, do you want me to kill Muchen Qi for you? Zheng Daoyin, I think you changed your name to something sinister! "

The old voice finally came again, but there was a hint of coldness in the voice: "Since you have made a promise to Muchenqi, you should not break your promise to him. Xiao Yi, you don't need to say anything else, if you If you are confident that you can defeat this six-door forbidden element sealing technique of mine, you can do it now."

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes: "Then I will show you my methods!"

Buzz!

The Dragon Capturing Stick in his hand suddenly buzzed.

Uh-huh!

The next moment, Xiao Yi's body shot out. After approaching the barrier in front, the head of the stick hit hard!

At this moment, terrifying power burst out from the stick, hitting the barrier hard!

boom--

A huge roar, a violent and domineering force, unexpectedly shot out from the forbidden barrier. Xiao Yi shrank from the corner of his eyes, and hit him with a bang!

Bang——

The powerful force, the close impact, Xiao Yi could not avoid, nor could he block it. He was blasted backwards again, and the blood in his mouth spattered again!

"Damn it! Even if I hit it with all my strength, I still can't break the ban!"

Xiao Yi clenched his bleeding teeth, his eyes red with anger.

He knows the six-door forbidden air-sealing technique, and naturally also knows that as long as these six forbidden barriers are not broken, all the force hitting the forbidden barriers will be counterattacked.

However, the only way to break the six-door air-sealing elemental technique is to attack with force!

Moreover, it can only be broken through an attack that completely exceeds the endurance limit of the ban barrier!

If the ban barrier cannot be broken, the only one who will be harmed is yourself.

Zheng Daoyin's real body is not here. Xiao Yi is confident that using all his strength to hit him out with a stick should be enough to break the ban barrier.

Unfortunately, he still underestimated Zheng Daoyin's power.

"It seems that not only is the world not in your eyes, Xiao Yi, but I have also been underestimated by you. Unfortunately, the reality is cruel, you have failed." The old voice laughed.

Xiao Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, straightened up, gritted his teeth and said: "Zheng Daoyin, you bully me with the cultivation level of the Great Sage Master. Is this something glorious? If I were at the same level as you, you would be like this Old bastard, I can easily break your shell!"

"It's a pity that you haven't entered the realm of the Great Saint Master. Therefore, what you said has no meaning." The old voice said.

After a slight pause, the old voice said again: "Go to the Holy City. I have no intention of taking your life. You should die in the Holy City and die at the hands of Muchen Cry."

Xiao Yisen said coldly: "When you asked me to go to the Holy City, did you want to use my hand to kill Muchen Qi, or did you want to use my death to once again promote the prestige of your Yuanhun Palace? But since you even have me here? You can calculate it anywhere, and you should also know my true combat power! I owe you some strength to kill you, but it may not be impossible for me to kill Muchen Qi!"

The old voice said with a faint smile: "The answer you want will be known when you arrive in the Holy City. No matter what my purpose is, you can only go, so why bother asking?"

Xiao Yi took a deep breath and said coldly: "If I am determined not to go, will you kill me?"

The old voice said lightly, "Of course I will, it's just a pity."

Xiao Yi said solemnly: "It seems that your real purpose is not to let me enter the path of divine refining."

The old voice was silent for a while, and then said with a faint smile: "You are indeed very smart, but a person who is too smart will only hasten his death."

"Xiao Yi, I have changed my mind. You don't need to go to the Holy City. You can just die here silently!"

Xiao Yi's expression suddenly changed!

He didn't understand what was wrong with this old bastard, and why the other party decided to kill him after he guessed the other party's purpose!

"Hmph, the Six-Gate Forbidden Space Sealing Yuan Technique can only trap people, but has no power to kill! If you want to kill me, you have to come here in person!" Xiao Yi said in a deep voice.

To be honest, he felt a little uneasy at the moment.

Zheng Daoyin's ability is beyond the scope of ordinary people.

The cultivation levels of the Saint Master and the Great Saint Master are only one level apart. Even if the Great Saint Master is very strong, it should not be so powerful.

If Zheng Daoyin's true body is in the Yuanhun Hall of the Holy City at this moment, and this place is at least tens of thousands of kilometers away from the Holy City!

Building a six-door forbidden space sealing element technique across tens of thousands of kilometers in the void is simply impossible unless one is in the realm of gods and humans.

But the road to the gods in the Yuanhun Continent has been sealed. Without the power of the gods to refine the soul body, it is impossible to achieve the realm of a god!

But if Zheng Daoyin's real body is nearby, Zheng Daoyin has no reason to use the Six-door Forbidden Space Sealing Element Technique to trap him. When his real body appears, he can be directly picked up and thrown into the Holy City...

Therefore, Xiao Yi felt very confused.

"You are right. The Six-door Forbidden Space-Sealing Yuan Technique cannot kill people. But since I can construct the Six-door Forbidden Space-Sealing Yuan Technique across tens of thousands of kilometers, the power of my true body can naturally pass by." The old voice was full of emotion at this moment. Killing intent.

Buzz!

As soon as the old man's voice fell, the figure of an old man wearing a white robe suddenly condensed out of the void a hundred meters in front of Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi's eyes condensed: "The phantom body of the soul! Impossible, how can you condense the phantom body of the soul that can only be possessed by the realm of gods and humans?"

With Xiao Yi's eyesight, he can naturally see that the phantom in front of him is not an ordinary soul consciousness phantom, but the phantom of the soul!

The soul-consciousness phantom is to use one's own powerful soul power to condense the phantom body, just like Muchen Qi did at the beginning. The soul-consciousness phantom looks quite mysterious, but the combat power it can exert is actually not very powerful. Otherwise, Muchen Qi would not have made an appointment with Xiao Yi to fight, but would have directly killed Xiao Yi.

But the phantom body of Yuanshen is made up of pure Yuan Power and soul power condensed to the extreme. Except for not having a physical body, it looks almost the same as a real person in other aspects, and the combat power it can exert is also stronger!

The specific degree of power depends on how much Yuan power and soul power the real body draws to condense into the phantom body.

Xiao Yi's eyes were fixed on the old man in white robe.

Although he has never met Zheng Daoyin, he is very sure that this old guy is Zheng Daoyin.

The old man in white robe narrowed his eyes and said: "You really surprised me. You know the realm of gods and humans. I am not surprised, but why do you even know the phantom body of the soul?"

Xiao Yi sneered: "Want to know? Kneel down and call me grandpa three times, and I might tell you!"

The old man in white robes looked sharply: "It seems that you are eager to die! To be honest, there are not many things in this world that can make me doubtful, but you are one of them. But today I am not going to get to the bottom of it. Well, I’ll endure this curiosity and send you directly to hell!”