Chapter 4430

The crowd looked at the scene in the sky. Some people also noticed something wrong and their expression began to change.

"Is Lord Yan hiding his strength? How do I feel that his momentum is getting weaker and weaker?"

"At this time, what strength does he hide? He is obviously suppressed!"

"Is it possible for a heaven robbing holy king to suppress a heaven Wu jiuzhong holy ancestor?"

More and more people saw the clue, and their eyes were full of shock and confusion.

The soul division of magic night doesn't look strong. Why can't Yan Qing be killed but suppressed?

"Do you think these separate bodies are connected together like a big array?" finally, someone saw the clue and exclaimed.

Everyone's eyes trembled violently, looked at the high altitude, and understood one after another.

At this time, people have felt that the smell of magic night's separation is getting stronger and stronger. The vigorous momentum is like an invisible hand, which is holding Yan Qing down.

"It's an array. It seems that benzong underestimates you!" Yan Qing finally understood. His eyes trembled, not fear, but anger and war.

Although he was furious just now, he didn't lose his mind, so he had more reservations, but in this way, magic night had an opportunity to trap him in the big array.

"Boy, let's see how strong your array is!" then Yan Qing laughed wildly, and suddenly his strength surged up. The air waves rolled and the breath of blood spread. It turned out to be a blue Python outside Yan Qing's body.

"Yan Qing's blood power!" when they saw this scene, their eyes trembled violently and screamed.

It seems that Yan Qingcai is really angry at this time.

"Boy, can the Zhenwu Yin dragon of our sect break your array?" Yan Qing laughed wildly, his face was ferocious and twisted, and his whole body was shaking, like a fierce beast about to burst out of the cage.

In the void, magic night didn't speak. Only one soul grid kept gathering and condensing the big array. It seemed that he wanted to forcibly oppress Yan Qing to death with the power of the big array.

Everyone was nervous and didn't dare to blink for fear of missing any wonderful moment.

The people present, except Nie Tian and several other young martial artists, are all the powerful high-level saints of tianwu. In their view, it is basically impossible for magic night to defeat Yan Qing with a large array.

After all, Yan Qing is the ninth holy ancestor of tianwu. Even in the whole seven cultivation holy world, he is the strong one in the row.

If you are really crushed to death by a large array, it will be too oppressive.

"Roar!" at this moment, Yan Qing's figure moved, and he stepped on it like a dragon in the sky. Zhenwu Yin dragon gave a violent roar, even like a green dragon.

Suddenly, in the large array space, where the body of Zhenwu Yin dragon passed, the torrent surged out, surging and crazy impact.

"Boom, boom..." in the fierce roar of the earthquake, the large array condensed by the soul grid was shaky.

"Hahaha! It's a joke that a small array wants to trap Ben Zong." Yan Qing laughed wildly. Zhenwu Yinlong's momentum was stronger and the big array roared endlessly. It seemed that he couldn't hold on.

"It seems that the soul sect Fenghuang is going to lose." the people's eyes are hot and seem a little nervous.

Nie Tian frowned and wondered.

He could feel that the power contained in those soul divisions should be far more than that and should not be broken.

Is magic night thinking about something again?

"Little Yin snake, do you want to break my big array?" at this time, magic night finally opened his mouth, and his low voice rang through the big array. He even cried like a ghost, with a trembling and gloomy meaning.

"Boom!" at the moment when the voice fell, all the soul cells moved together. Suddenly, the whole array was running, roaring and shaking the world.

Their faces changed. They felt that the sense of oppression from high altitude had increased several times out of thin air.

Yan Qing's figure was drowned by the array.

Even the huge Zhenwu Yin dragon disappeared in the array.

"Well, what's going on?" the crowd was shocked and unbelievable.

What did magic night do? It suddenly suppressed Yan Qing again.

And it seems that Yan Qing has been completely suppressed this time, and there is no possibility of counterattack.

High above the sky, the large array roared and operated. Under the high-speed operation, the soul cells gradually twisted and deformed, and then turned into strange runes.

The runes are connected into a piece, which looks like a huge dark ball from a distance.

At the beginning, it can be seen that there is a violent air wave impact in the dark ball, but after a while, the impact sound disappears.

It seems that Yan Qing is still resisting, but he has completely lost his resistance.

A moment later, the dark ball condensed by the soul grid Rune began to shrink and slowly closed, like a spherical vortex collapsing.

"This..." when they saw this scene, they couldn't help taking a breath.

At this time, Yan Qing is in the dark ball. If the dark ball continues to compress, won't Yan Qing be squeezed alive to death?

Such a simple, primitive and extremely cruel way is really beyond the expectation of everyone present.

When the crowd was surprised, a figure appeared from the void, like a sharp sword standing above the dark ball.

"Look, it's the Fenghuang of the soul clan!" the people's eyes trembled violently, and someone screamed.

The person who appears at this time is not others, it is magic night.

It turned out that the noumenon of magic night did not appear in the separation at all, but was hidden by clever means.

Perhaps, even if Yan Qinghong killed all the soul division, he may not be able to find magic night.

"Maybe this guy, from the beginning, is a soul division." Nie Tian looked at the magic night, frowned and said in his heart.

At the beginning of the battle, Yan Qing killed a part of magic night, but no one knows when the body of magic night disappeared.

Now it seems that the most likely thing is that when magic night first appeared, it was not the noumenon, but the soul separation.

Nie Tian's eyes locked on the magic night from a distance. He saw a cold and evil smile hanging around the corners of the latter's mouth. He looked like a conspiracy and seemed to be waiting for something.

At this time, the people of guiya sect were completely desperate. They could only watch from a distance and pray for a miracle.

A moment later, the rune ball has shrunk from thousands of meters to several meters.

"Almost." magic night looked at the rune ball, whispered at the corners of his mouth, and looked happy, as if he was about to complete a wonderful work. He couldn't help being excited.

"Soul grid, Rune pattern, stone statue array." at this time, Nie Tian suddenly heard the excited voice of the little fat cat in his mind and shouted, "I understand!"