Chapter 401: Take my sword!

The two-pole static realm.

This is the trump card of the two Douluo Jugui who have been traversing the continent for decades. Once formed, the actions and soul skill release of all objects in the field will be forced to be refined.

Su Bai sat on the stone bench on the edge of the platform, one arm around Ice Emperor's waist, and the other hand holding the spiritual tea handed over by Brigitte.

He looked at the changes in the field and put down the tea cup.

He is very clear about the power of the two-pole static realm.

Ye Xishui also knew it, so she didn't give these two people any chance.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo have not yet gathered together, and their soul power fusion has not yet been completed.

Ye Xishui raised his left arm.

A pink soul guide emerged from under her cuff, embedded in the wrist guard of her forearm, with precise patterns flowing on its surface.

A teleportation soul guide with a soul bone embedded with teleportation soul skills.

As for why Ye Xishui didn't absorb this soul bone, it was naturally because the soul bone was too old.

The next moment, Ye Xishui's figure disappeared directly.

When she reappeared, she was already standing between Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

"It's slow."

The Phoenix Burning Sky Sword slashed horizontally.

The holy flames on the red-gold sword surged, and an arc-shaped golden sword energy cut through the two of them, accurately cutting off the soul resonance channel that had not yet fully formed.

Bang!

The backlash of the forcibly interrupted martial soul fusion skill hit both of them instantly.

Ju Douluo groaned, and the petals of the huge strange-velvet sky-reaching chrysanthemum behind him exploded.

Ghost Douluo was even worse. He was originally in a semi-virtual state. The moment the fusion skill was interrupted, his incomplete body was burned through the left shoulder by the holy flames. His whole body "fell" out of the air and knelt down on one knee.

Ju Douluo held his chest and took five steps back, his face ashen.

Ghost Douluo was also in poor condition. His left shoulder was still smoking. The burning power of the Holy Flame of the Bright Phoenix Spirit was too lethal to a spirit like his.

On the other side of the platform, Demon Bear Douluo and Ghost Leopard Douluo had just withdrawn from the range of the Holy Flame Prairie, and the ground under their feet was still sizzling with golden sparks.

The two looked at each other and rushed towards Ye Xishui at the same time.

Now that Ju Gui Douluo's trump card has been broken, they can only rely on brute force to fight.

Ye Xishui looked back at them.

The Phoenix Burning Sky Sword was raised."The sixth soul skill, Qianyu Breaks Evil."

She had just used this skill once less than thirty breaths ago. The last time it was against Spirit Kite Douluo in the air, this time, thousands of holy light feather arrows burst out from the Phoenix Burning Sky Sword.

This time there was no scattering and locking, and all the arrows were concentrated in three directions: Demon Bear Douluo, Ghost Leopard Douluo, and Chrysanthemum Douluo who had not yet regained his footing.

The dense golden arrows dyed half of the platform into daylight.

Demon Bear Douluo's seventh soul skill, the spirit avatar, was activated in an emergency, and his whole body expanded into the form of a giant bear more than three meters tall, with his arms crossed in front of him for protection.

The holy light feather arrows penetrated his fur defense and pierced into his body-protecting soul power one by one.

Demon Bear Douluo's martial spirit avatar lasted less than three seconds. He was pushed back by the impact of the arrow for more than ten meters, and finally sat on the edge of the platform.

Ghost Leopard Douluo is faster. His Ghost Leopard Spirit itself has Yin attributes, and the purification effect of the Holy Light Arrow is equivalent to doubling the damage to him.

Three feather arrows penetrated his ghost clone, and the fourth one directly hit the main body, knocking him off the platform.

Ju Douluo barely held up the fourth soul skill, the strange flower, and formed a clone to block it in front of him.

The clone was shot into a sieve by the Holy Light Feather Arrow, and the aftermath of the explosion knocked Ju Douluo to the ground.

From the moment Ye Xishui interrupted the martial soul fusion skill, the three of them were defeated.

In addition to the previous injuries to Spirit Yuan Douluo and Ghost Douluo, the five titled Douluo of the Elder Hall were completely wiped out in less than three minutes.

On the sidelines, Su Bai took a sip of tea with a normal expression.

The Ice Emperor's small body leaned in his arms, his head tilted slightly, and he looked a little dazed.

She turned her head and glanced at Su Bai: "Is Ye Xishui's soul guide so powerful? Especially that sword!"

Su Bai touched the Ice Emperor's white silk jade leg with his other hand and said with a smile:

"That's natural. Xishui's soul guide can cooperate with or even fuse with martial spirits, and the strength it can exert far exceeds that of ordinary martial spirits."

On the north side of the platform, Golden Crocodile Douluo's face could no longer be described as "ugly".

A ninety-eighth-level peak Douluo, the second enshrinement in the Wuhun Hall, and has seen countless big scenes.

But he has never seen this scene today.

The five titled Douluo of the Elder Hall, from the moment they started fighting until they all fell down, did not exceed forty breaths.

The other party wasn't even serious.

Is this the difference between peerless Douluo and ordinary titles?

"Second brother." Qingluan Douluo stood half a step behind Golden Crocodile Douluo, his voice was very low, "What is the background of this woman?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo did not answer, but said to Qingluan and others:

"Let's go, it's our turn!"

Lion Douluo was the first to move.

When he walked out of the queue, his whole aura changed, his whole body was ignited with dark red flames, and the shadow of the flaming lion loomed behind him.

Qianjun Douluo and Demon-Conquering Douluo walked side by side. The coiling dragon sticks in their hands lit up at the same time, and two dragon auras, one green and one red, intertwined.

Guang Ling Douluo stood at the back, a sapphire blue Guang Ling divine bow condensed in his hand, and the first arrow was already set on the bowstring.

Qingluan Douluo spread his wings and rose into the sky, and the shadow of Qingluan Divine Bird spread out behind him.

Six worshipers, the lowest is ninety-six and the highest is ninety-eight.

Every one of them is a giant in its own right.

Ye Xishui stood in the center of the platform, with the Phoenix Burning Sky Sword hanging by his side. Most of the holy flames on the red gold sword had been restrained.

She glanced at the six people and suddenly felt a little boring.

None of the five titled Douluo in the Elder Hall could force her to use her domain or eighth or ninth soul skills.

Ye Xishui withdrew his gaze and glanced up at Su Bai at the edge of the platform.

Su Bai made a "casual" gesture towards her.

Ye Xishui turned around, looked at the six worshippers arrayed in front of him, and spoke.

"Here are some of you. It's really boring to fight like this. Why don't you take on my ninth soul skill?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo paused for a moment.

The meaning of this sentence is very clear, Ye Xishui needs to be serious.

Golden Crocodile Douluo was silent for two seconds and nodded: "Okay."

He turned his head and glanced at the other five people, "Go with all your strength."

Qingluan Douluo, Lion Douluo, Guangling Douluo, Qianjun Douluo, and Demon-Conquering Douluo all nodded at the same time.

The six enshrined soul rings all lit up.

The light of fifty-four soul rings illuminated the platform brightly.

Ye Xishui took a deep breath.

The next moment, the ground beneath her feet cracked.

Holy Phoenix Realm.

With her as the center, a golden halo expanded rapidly.

Within two hundred meters, the air was suddenly filled with extremely pure light energy.

Golden holy light fell from the sky, and the entire platform was shrouded in a solemn phoenix realm.

Within the realm, the six worshippers felt suppressed at the same time.