The Dragon Sealing Sword that was originally hanging high in the sky suddenly whizzed down, and with a "clang" sound, it lightly knocked down the elder's boomerang.
Then, a cold, slender hand gripped his throat, making it impossible for him to breathe.
The elder wanted to sneer, but he was a warrior, and a warrior in the Nascent Soul stage. As long as he could absorb spiritual energy and as long as his Nascent Soul was still alive, he would not die even if his heart stopped, let alone not breathing.
But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.
Because he found that his body seemed to be imprisoned by a cold force, all his spiritual power could not be circulated, and he couldn't even escape from the Nascent Soul.
But how is this possible? How is this possible
No one can do it, and there is no technique that can do it, not even those at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage can do it.
No! Yes, in the legend of Miluo Continent, there is a kind of original spiritual power that is the nemesis of all other spiritual powers and techniques.
Dark spiritual power!!
The elder opened his eyes wide in horror, looking at the extremely young and handsome man in front of him in disbelief.
How... is it possible?! Nangong Yu is only twenty years old! How... is it possible?! ! !
This was his last thought, and then he heard a "click" sound in his ears, and his consciousness fell into eternal obsession.
Elder Feng could hardly believe his eyes. He thought that the three of them, Nascent Soul stage warriors, should have the upper hand against Nangong Yu.
But in just two encounters, Nangong Yu actually killed his two junior brothers.
How is this possible?! Isn't he only at the middle stage of Nascent Soul
Elder Feng let out a hysterical roar and suddenly used a glass lamp to attack Nangong Yu.
The "Dragon Sealing Sword" emitted a buzzing dragon roar and collided with the glass lamp, producing a violent roar.
After the smoke and dust settled, the glass lamp shattered and scattered, leaving no fragments behind, but the "Dragon Sealing Sword" returned to Nangong Yu's hands intact.
Nangong Yu flashed and appeared in front of Elder Feng.
He was so close that he could kill him with just a stretch of his hand.
"No! I won't accept this!" Elder Feng roared angrily, "I will never let the Feng family keep such a threat. Even if I die today, I will die with you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Nascent Soul in Elder Feng's Dantian suddenly burst out with a dazzling light.
"Oh no, he's going to self-destruct his Nascent Soul!" Qinglong screamed, "Master, retreat quickly!"
Elder Feng's body glowed with intense light as he retreated rapidly, laughing loudly: "Nangong Yu, you can no longer stop me. As long as the Nascent Soul self-destructs, the area within a radius of several hundred miles will be razed to the ground, and you and your men will not be spared."
"Go to hell!!!"
Nangong Yu, however, looked at the old man in front of him with a sneer and ridicule on his face.
Elder Feng's body, which was rapidly retreating, suddenly froze and he didn't know what he had hit.
Before he could turn around, he felt a chill on his back, followed by a sharp pain.
Something penetrated his Dantian from his orifice, and then firmly grasped his Nascent Soul which was about to explode.
The next moment, something happened that stunned everyone.
In front of Elder Feng stood Nangong Yu who was sneering faintly, and behind him stood another Nangong Yu who was holding his Nascent Soul.
The two Nangong Yus, one in front and one behind, surrounded Elder Feng in the middle. The Nascent Soul, which had clearly begun to explode, seemed to be suppressed by a powerful force and could no longer move. (To be continued)