The eighth level

"Is this the limit?"

Yunxiao felt that his soul was about to collapse under the impact, and he still could not touch the eighth-tier.

The demonic Dragon's voice rang out. don't force yourself. Soul battle technique, combine the two into one. You'll definitely be able to survive.

Yunxiao shook his head and said,"I've got a better idea, hehe."

The demonic Dragon's body trembled as if it had a bad premonition. It warned, " "Don't mess around. When have your so-called brilliant ideas not put yourself on the verge of death? This time, it's a soul attack. If you're not careful, your soul will be destroyed!"

Yunxiao ignored him. He made a hand seal, and a stream of soul power slowly began to separate from his body, which was exactly the appearance of Yunxiao in his demon form.

The demonized Yunxiao was the Dragon's memory at the moment, so he instantly understood what Yunxiao meant. "I see!"