It was almost noon, and under the scorching sun, there was no shadow at all, and the front and back of the body looked very thin, like a paper figure.

"Is this his soul?"

Li Yan couldn't believe it. After making a guess about this place, he immediately thought of an attack method.

However, the expression of the gray-haired old man opposite him remained the same, and he did not appear to have dull eyes or a state of being out of body, and his eyes also moved towards himself who had appeared.

This made Li Yan feel that the other party's attack didn't look like he was sacrificing his soul.

"What do you mean, Your Excellency?"

Although Li Yan was shocked, he still pretended not to understand.

The other party was hiding in a big tree before. What kind of skills did he perform to cause his soul power to fluctuate? But why could the other party think that he was a foreign monk?

From the perspective of soul power fluctuations alone? This should not make sense. Even if you are a soul cultivator, your soul power will be strong or weak. It cannot be said that those with weak soul power are not soul cultivators...

The gray-haired old man saw his attack, but Li Yan dodged it instantly. He was also a little surprised, which meant that the other party sensed his attack.

But even those external god-transforming monks couldn't escape his sneak attack. How did this kid find out about his attack?

He set up a formation nearby, and this kid rushed in. Only then did he immediately notice that someone was hiding and sneaking around.

He is a monk in a nearby sect called "Huangquan Dao" and a deacon in the late Nascent Soul stage.

After receiving the news, he dispersed some of the disciples in the hall and set up a formation here.

"snort!"

The gray-haired old man snorted coldly. After using his magic power, he turned out to be a Nascent Soul cultivator, but his behavior was very suspicious, as if he was completely afraid of others seeing him.

Just as he snorted coldly, the human soul in Li Yan's body fluctuated again, making him suddenly uneasy. Then, there was a burning sensation between his eyebrows.

Li Yan instinctively turned his head, and at the same time, a faint black line appeared in front of his forehead.

As soon as this black line appeared, there were ripples in circles. Among these ripples, a purple needle as thin as a hair was stuck in it.

At this moment, Li Yan's body was also flashing and flew to one side. The black pattern that stayed in place also burst. The purple thin needle pierced it and disappeared again in an instant.

Li Yan's face turned pale at this moment.

"Huh? You are not an evil spirit cultivator, you are a soul cultivator. Which family or sect do you belong to?"

After the gray-haired old man saw the black lines on Li Yan's forehead, his cold expression was stunned for a moment, and he immediately stopped attacking.

In the distance, Li Yan, after escaping the opponent's second wave of silent attacks, was enduring the pain that rippled through his soul, but he immediately used the "Feng Chongtian" movement technique and launched a brazen attack.

He quickly dodged and shot towards the gray-haired old man with a twist of his body, leaving his shadow on the spot. He had taken the opportunity to take action, but he could not remain passively beaten.

Otherwise, he might die here today. After feeling the opponent's two sharp and strange attacks, Li Yan would not dare to let the opponent continue to attack.

However, what soul cultivators are most afraid of is getting close...

"die!"

Just as the gray-haired old man was in a daze, this time it was his turn, and a cold voice suddenly appeared in his ear.

"ah!"

The gray-haired old man suddenly looked shocked. He was thousands of feet away from the opponent. This was the normal distance that the soul cultivator always maintained during his attacks.

Moreover, he is a native monk here, and he has actually only fought against foreign monks three times.

Although those monks also wanted to attack him, within the scope of their own soul power, they were keenly aware of the approaching stranger soul power.

Each time, he made the opponent hold his head and wail in pain during the attack.

Today, this hidden monk is still in the formation he set up. This is due to the dual induction of his own body and the formation.

But just as the gray-haired old man noticed the abnormal fluctuations in the soul power within the formation, the other party's voice appeared in his ears, so abrupt and close that it was almost right next to his ear.

This frightened the gray-haired old man to death. He had never known that such speed existed in this world.

Li Yan's palms were covered with scarlet light, and he cut into the gray-haired old man's neck with one palm. His physical strength and fragmented poison were running wildly at the same time.

At the same time, the other hand was not idle either, and suddenly the magic formula was pinched, and the "Five Elements Chaos Cloak" was immediately launched. As soon as he took action, he used all his strength.

The attack of the soul cultivator was too terrifying, and it did not allow the opponent any chance to breathe, and the two sides were only a thousand feet apart.

This distance, which the gray-haired old man felt was safe, could not be kept up by Li Yan's extreme speed, even if he could use his spiritual consciousness.

The gray-haired old man felt a warning sign in his heart. This was the first time he had been attacked at such a close range. The mana in his body was surging, and he hurriedly dodged to the side. At the same time, his soul power was activated again.

However, although the old man in gray robe knew that there was a physical cultivator and that there were physical cultivators in the "Earth True Realm", he himself had never had a duel with a physical cultivator.

I have no idea what the consequences of having a physical practitioner come close to me. What does it mean?

So, just when he was getting up.

"boom!"

Li Yan's palm cut off firmly, and it hit the back of his neck.

The protective light shield on the body of the gray-haired old man had just emitted a white light, and the mana that was being circulated suddenly became chaotic.

The defensive shield on his body suddenly became like a mirror, instantly turning into dots of white light and dispersing in the air. At the same time, an inexplicable corrosive force also entered his body in an instant.

A numbness penetrated from the neck and spread throughout the body in an instant.

The soul power condensed in the body of the gray-haired old man also stagnated. He immediately rolled his eyes and fell down, unable to even utter a sound.

Li Yan grabbed the other person and immediately fled in a certain direction.

The gray-haired old man never dreamed that his majestic Yuanying soul cultivator would attack the opponent twice but failed, but he would be captured by the opponent in an instant.
Chapter completed!