Vol 4 Chapter 2477: Kill the **** messenger!
"Xiao Yan?"
"Are you actually alright?"
"How can it be!"
Looking at Xiao Yan who appeared with a smile in front of him, the soul body of the messenger of **** was slightly shaken, and his eyelids twitched violently.
The killing power of the Xuanbing Sacred Fire Eagle is obvious to all. No one has ever been able to escape its attack. Why is Xiao Yan able to escape so easily?
"Since you took the initiative to pick things up, let's settle the account between us here."
"Holy Flame Space!"
Xiao Yan snorted coldly, and the huge holy flame power roared out, instantly covering everyone.
Among the three, two were from the Hell Realm, so Xiao Yan naturally would not use the Samsara Realm, the Hall of Advancement and other means.
"Go ahead and kill them together!"
At this moment, the three people on the opposite side shared the same hatred, and bursts of surging energy poured out of their bodies, trying to attack.
The three of them and Xiao Yan had a grudge against each other, and now it is natural that a fierce battle is inevitable. Besides, the three messengers of **** also have ambitions that belong to them.
"Xiao Yan, since you insisted on coming here to die, then we will fulfill you!"
Although they were in the holy flame space, the three of them were not afraid. The long sharp tongue of the soul-eating messenger wriggled, releasing a rather gloomy and terrifying aura, staring at Xiao Yan with sharp eyes.
Soul Escaper and Hell Messenger belonged to the Hell Realm, and they had long wanted to compete with Xiao Yan in the Human Realm.
"Are you also going to interfere in our affairs?"
Xiao Yan waved his hand and signaled the two women behind him not to act rashly.
"Zen Master Wuxiangmo is my master."
The monk in a cassock opened his mouth slowly, but when he mentioned Zen Master Wuxiangmo, the golden light in his body was prosperous, and there was quite a strong pressure.
"It turned out to be an old rival."
When Xiao Yan heard this, he smiled slightly.
The Zen Master Wuxiangmo was originally among the powerhouses in the three realms, the powerhouses in the Buddha realm, and the powerhouses in the three realms joined forces to suppress the Soul Eater, and after the Soul Eater recovered, he should have sought revenge. The relationship between Xiao Yan and the Lord of Soul Eater can easily be grafted onto Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan smiled at this and said slowly, "Let's fight!"
"Boom!"
As soon as the voice landed, the entire holy flame space was suddenly twisted, and scorching holy power poured out, turning it into a sea of fire.
At the moment when this sea of holy flames appeared, the faces of the enchanter and the messenger of **** suddenly became distorted and ugly, and their words and deeds were as if they were going to smash Xiao Yan's corpse into ten thousand pieces!
The sea of fire that Xiao Yan's six kinds of holy flames turned into flames now has a huge suppression for the soul body of this **** world.
"A self-righteous thing!"
"Go ahead and kill him!"
"He has many kinds of holy flames on him, that will be my biggest bargaining chip in the battle against the reincarnation flames of the Heavenly Dao!"
The soul-enchanting messenger grinned, and his long tongue shook, unexpectedly sketching a ghostly soul all over his body, and invisibly releasing an extremely terrifying mourning sound!
In the eyes of the messenger of hell, the gloomy and cold light shone brightly, and the majestic gloomy aura in his hands swept out like a surging wave, blasting towards Xiao Yan.
"Bang!"
With the special sinister power of the **** world, it is surging, but under the resistance of a bunch of reincarnation power wrapped in glazed flames, it cannot advance at all!
Xiao Yan also combined holy flame with the power of reincarnation. Without any hesitation, he punched the **** messenger. Two earth-shattering and terrifying fluctuations suddenly resounded in the holy flame space.
"Soul Scythe!"
The Soul Seducer's face was gloomy, and his black eyes contained a terrifying and terrifying power. He directly threw out the long tongue and turned it into a yin-qi sickle that shot towards Xiao Yan.
"Crack!"
The crisp sound of the sword sound resounded, and just as the long tongue moved, it was blocked by a silver sword shadow.
"Your opponent is me."
Yun Yun's three thousand blue silks fell like a waterfall, holding the Tai Chi Heavenly Emperor Sword, the body of the sword directly locked the envoy of the soul, and the beautiful eyes turned, quite a kind of arrogance and domineering of the goddess of war.
"Your opponent is me."
On the other side, Zen Master Wuxiang was entangled by Yueru just as he was about to act.
"Wong buzzing!"
The three battles started completely, and the power of reincarnation spread out, causing the Holy Flame space to be slightly turbulent.
"Your strength is no more than that!"
With a tie, the messenger of **** grinned and sneered.
The blow just now was indeed a tie. Although the power of reincarnation that Xiao Yan unleashed was accompanied by the blessing of holy flames, it was extremely strange, but his own special Yin power that originated from the **** world was absolutely extraordinary.
"Next!"
"Fire cassock!"
Under such a situation, Zen Master Wuxiang in the distance suddenly took out a red cassock bathed in flames from his arms and threw it to the messenger of hell.
The Lord of Soul Eater obliterated Zen Master Wuxiangmo, and he and he were originally mortal enemies. Now that he meets his disciple, he will naturally try his best to obliterate him!
"If you're happy now...it's too early!"
"The fire cassock is one of the treasures in the Buddhist world. Although it is not comparable to a divine weapon, wearing it is enough to isolate most of the holy flame's power!"
"Without the holy flame, you are like an ant in my eyes!"
The cassock was directly worn on the body, the corner of the **** messenger's mouth evoked a faint smile, and the shadows of sinister and vicious souls followed one after another!
Those ghosts hold different musical instruments in their hands, as if they are about to perform a certain movement!
"Not always."
Xiao Yan shook his head, and immediately the fire in his eyes dimmed, and a touch of silver fox suddenly poured into his heart.
"This is?"
Immediately, feeling this strange power, the messenger of **** frowned.
On Xiao Yan's skin, there was a trace of extremely strange gray light penetrating out, and inside his body, it seemed that there was some ancient and powerful force that was slowly awakening.
"Wong buzzing!"
The low humming sound of thunder resounded like a beast.
"This is... a thunder attribute?"
"This guy, why does cultivation have two attributes?"
Zen Master Wuxiang and the Enchanter of Soul Seducers knocked back their opponents with one blow, and immediately looked at the strange thunderbolt on Xiao Yan's body, with a look of disbelief in their eyes.
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"Hell messenger, don't panic!"
"Xiao Yan only cultivated the power of flame to the extreme, and the power of thunder is not outstanding."
"Defeat him with the fastest speed!"
Zen Master Wuxiang was in full bloom and directly resisted his opponent.
"Hell Soul Technique!"
"Three souls and seven souls into the magic song!"
"Boom!"
The messenger of **** raised his stern eyes, a cold smile appeared in his mouth, and ten soul shadows appeared together behind him!
It just appeared, but the entire Holy Flame Space is filled with the sound of countless ghosts and ghosts shouting and lamenting, with the musical instruments in the hands of the ten ghosts performing some kind of soul-stirring chapter!
Under the rendering of this sound wave, the entire holy flame space is filled with a wave of extreme sadness.
"Thunderfire Hell Fist!"
Seeing this extreme soul attack, Xiao Yan suddenly displayed the Soul Defense Dou Skill Tianshu he had obtained before, and instantly became immune.
The whole body of gray thunder appeared, and with the colored glaze flame attached to the fist, a huge figure appeared behind Xiao Yan, and immediately swept out like lightning, carrying a fist of gray thunder and glazed holy flame, mercilessly attacked. Blast off the chest of the messenger of hell!
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