“ants, do you dare to despise us?” There is a Soul Spirit who is angry and unstoppable. “What about the dragon of the genuine? We have a backlog of seven hundred years, so you can despise this little boy!”
“impudent !”
Still waiting for Qin Xuan to speak, the middle of the air will be ready to talk.
The dragon mouth slightly shook, and the vast sound of the thunder burst, “trivial a few Nether Soul, dare to talk to Senior?”
Secretly glanced at Qin Xuan with a glimpse of the light, not without a flattering mind.
In its heart, if you can please Qin Xuan at this time, I am afraid that I can get some more Soul Spirit. After all, he was sleeping in the Black Soul Stone for a long time, Dragon Soul already very weak, despite the nourishment of Qin Xuan’s Evergreen Force, but still weak, not to mention the strength of Monster Core Stage in his own.
This is a careful thought, and Qin Xuan will naturally not be in the eye.
He just faintly smiled and slowly spit out the word: “kill!”
At that time, the Ink Spirit in the air and the Ink Spirit was a shock. The first make a move was unstoppable. He screamed and the body of the Flood Dragon swooped down.
For example, Gray Eagle catches rabbits and grabs one of the Soul Spirit’s weapons in an instant.
Under his dragon claw, the Baleful Qi condense and burst into an instant, turning into a hurricane sweeping in all directions.
The soul of the Soul Spirit was completely savage.
He actually abandoned the weapon directly, grabbed the claws by the boss hands, and actually wanted to fight with the close.
In the face of this Soul Spirit’s move, a scornful smile.
Even if it is unbearable, he is also Monster Core Flood Dragon, with the existence of Spiritual Consciousness, how can it be compared with trivial Soul Spirit?
“court death!”
Just spit out two words, and immediately, a pair of dragon claws seemed to have a powerful force. In an instant, the soul hands of the Soul Spirit were pinched into a fine powder, which became a Soul Power dispersion.
A dragon mouth, then Soul Power is swallowed directly by it.
Soul Power’s entrance, the body is actually faint and inflated a trace, and its pair of scorpions are even more excited.
“dead!”
Explosive, it directly wraps around the dragon’s Soul Spirit, and in the slow winding, the Soul Spirit sighs and turns into a Soul Power.
Directly open the mouth and swallow all Soul Power into the abdomen.
It seems to have swallowed the spirit pill and marvelous medicine, revealing the expression of Shutai.
This is just the time in the blink of an eye, it is the annihilation of a Soul King. Seeing this scene, Yuan Jinhong, alwaysy is unable to express his inner horror.
The Ink Spirit on the side, although make a move later, still make a move.
It is the Spirituality derived from the literati Ink Qi in the long years. It is not good at killing battles, but it still has its own means.
I saw the Ink Spirit as a hill, and pressed down the four feet.
Only in an instant, two of them were hard to support under its terrifying body, the weapon burst in an instant, and even the Soul Spirit began to crack.
Ink Spirit’s combat method is simple, simple and rude, and there is no a trace trick.
On the other hand, after getting the benefits of Soul Spirit’s Soul Power, the whole person did not devour the twelve Soul Spirit.
He kept tumbling, appendix, and claws, constantly pushing the three Soul Spirits in front of him back, letting the Soul Spirit attack, but for the Flood Dragon Soul, the blade is just like itching. The same, it may be in the eyes.
For a time, the twelve Soul Spirits that had come to the forefront, the fierce and fierce, seemed to have the strength to truss a chicken under the Dragon and Turtle, only to the point of retreat.
Qin Xuan looked at it quietly, standing proudly.
This result is not unexpected, although the twelve Soul Spirit are not weak, and each has the strength to fight Innate. However, they met Qin Xuan.
Needless to say, it is the Flood Dragon Soul of Genster’s Monster Core Stage, knowing cultivation. Although it is only Soul, it is not allowed to control the Dao Principle, but the methods it possesses are still not comparable to those of Soul Spirit.
In contrast, these Soul Spirits have enough power but no means of controlling them.
After all, they were just ordinary soldiers or Generals seven hundred years ago. What kind of strength can the soldiers and Generals who were able to exchange 60,000 casualties for 60,000 casualties and General?
It is not too much to say that the wine bag is too much, so the Soul Spirit condensed by a group of wine bags, in addition to the power shown by Baleful Qi, on the battle, how could it be the opponent?
What’s more, Ink Spirit, the Ink Spirit from the spring and autumn calendar scripture Ink Qi, the Ink Spirit, has been a long time, and all the inspirations of Ink Spirit are the death of Soul Spirit, which is made by this group of Resentment Qi. dead.
As a result of this, it is no accident that Qin Xuan had previously anticipated the problem in this Dragon Pond Mountain, so I would only inspect the Spirit Vein in the Villa after surrendering Ink Spirit.
Qin Xuan smiled, and suddenly he looked.
A fierce wind came, Eternal Sword suddenly sounded a trace low, and the wind slash out.
Ding!
The metal-like collision sounded up in the air, and I saw that three Soul Spirits had escaped from the battle of Ink Spirit and went straight to Qin Xuan.
Obviously, they know that Qin Xuan is the master of this Dragon and Turtle. Only by killing Qin Xuan can they reverse the outcome.
“kill him!”
One of them was riding a horse, and Baleful Qi shouted as Soul Spirit, whose body burned on the body.
“Is the thief smashing the king first?”
Qin Xuan laughed aloud. “It’s a bit of a brain, but unfortunately… you have chosen the wrong person!”
In the eyes of Qin Xuan, the rays of light flashed slightly, and a pair of dice gradually became indifferent. Taking a step forward, Eternal Sword was already in the hands.
“I don’t want to make a move for you, just because… you don’t deserve it!”
“Just like this, let you be weak when I am deceived?”
Qin Xuan smiled and the Eternal Sword in his hand shook a little. In an instant, his figure disappeared.
The whole person seems to be dissipated between Heaven and Earth. When he reappears, the immediate is behind the three Soul Spirits.
On Eternal Sword, the negligible Emperor Sense already belongs to Sea of Consciousness.
Qin Xuan stood with the sword. The next moment, the three Soul Spirits behind him burst into disappointment and turned into Soul Power.
“What… what?”
Yuan Jinhong even lost his voice, even though the previous Dragon and Turtle two Spirits did not have this scene on the side to make him feel shocked.
Just a sword, between the thoughts, actually killed three Soul King?
Who is this fellow? What about monsters?
Yuan Jinhong is hard to imagine, Soul King, who can’t stop his sword with all his strength, this youth is killing three of them.
Is it possible, is he Earth Immortal?
In addition to Genium’s Earth Immortal, who else can have such a Divine Ability?
Yuan Jinhong was sluggish, and cold sweat began to appear on his forehead. He looked at the Soul King, who was gradually torn and shattered, less than twenty minutes before the twelve that he thought the Whole China Dao Realm Grandmaster could not match. The Soul King already disappeared completely.
The Soul Power, turned into a sky, was swallowed up by the Dragon and Turtle in the sky.
After devouring the twelve Soul Kings, Yuan Jinhong discovered that the Dragon and Turtle nearly doubled.
In his eyes, the figure that once thought to be a madman was proud, as if he were an Exiled Immortal.
Qin Xuan’s face is calm and indifferent, as if the twelve Soul Spirit disappeared completely, it is not enough for his heart to have a half trace wave. He just looked at the diffuse Baleful Qi, throwing Eternal Sword directly into the air. .
Both hands Congealing Secret Art, in the meantime, the Eternal Sword is like a huge whirlpool. The thick Baleful Qi in the sky is constantly being swallowed up by Eternal Sword. The ink blade root is like a star-like fine rays of light. Gradually turned into a blood color.
The spirits devour the soul, drive the sword to refine!
A low-pitched voice, the body continued to shrink, lingering around Qin Xuan’s body, seemingly flattering, Ink Spirit also turned into a Small Turtle quietly kneeling on Qin Xuan’s shoulder.
Yuan Jinhong looked at this scene as if he felt that he was not facing a person, but the Coiling Dragon and the Emperor Zhenwu of Divine Turtle.
He really couldn’t describe this person in front of him, and he was silent for a few minutes. Only a word appeared in Yuan Jinhong’s heart.
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