Chapter 259 Six Star Fighting Saint Soul Qianmo

A fire storm that was as large as a thousand feet suddenly swept across from the place where the explosion occurred. The large space was shattered into pieces of dark hollows at this moment.

On the ground, terrible strong winds poured down, and everyone could clearly see the wind, sand and rocks. The ground within a radius of a thousand feet was being blown away at a speed visible to the naked eye. Huge cracks It is like an earthquake that continues to spread from the depths of the ground.

Looking at the destructive storm sweeping across the sky, a pale look appeared on the faces of everyone present.

"boom!"

In the sky, a fire storm filled with destructive fluctuations swept across crazily. Any creature within its spread range suffered a devastating blow. The strong men around them were frightened and hurried away when they saw this. Escape, not daring to get close to the flame-filled range.

Xiao Yan stood far above the sky, looking at the extremely gorgeous flame storm, his expression did not relax. This was his first time fighting against a powerful semi-saint. Although the power of the Destruction Fire Lotus was extremely powerful, he also understood The terrifying thing about the strong semi-saints, these existences that are almost like old monsters, even among ancient races such as the Soul Clan, are quite powerful existences. If it is said that it is so easy to die, then It would be too much to underestimate the so-called saint-level experts.

But he also underestimated the power of destruction.

Especially the Doomsday Flame that has evolved to level nine.

If a Half Saint wants to resist, there is no way. When all the firelight dissipated, Guyou's soul and body disappeared into the air, as if he had never been here at all.

Got killed?

Yes, it was seconds.

Xiao Yan never thought that his Fire of Destruction could be so powerful. If he only relied on the strange fire, he would be a semi-saint. After all, even the fusion of five different fires can rival the heaven-level intermediate fighting skills, and he will definitely not lose it in seconds. Half Saint.

But now it’s really seconds!

The next second.

The black mist surged, and a rickety figure as dry as a skeleton slowly appeared in Xiao Yan's field of vision. He was dressed in black robes, his old face looked extremely dry, his eyes were sunken into the sockets, and two balls were beating. The will-o'-the-wisp is a little bit weird.

Following him was another old man.

And it feels stronger than Guyou.

"Are these the One-Star Dou Sage and Two-Star Dou Sage that the teacher said? They are finally willing to show up."

Xiao Yan looked at the two old figures, smiled slightly and said softly.

The old figure slowly raised his head, his withered face looked slightly terrifying under the light. The will-o'-the-wisps in his eyes danced slightly, and a hoarse and creepy voice quietly sounded: "Who are you, a ruined Xiao How could it be possible for our soul clan to lose so many strong men!"

"Martial Spirit Hall! An existence that is older than the eight ancient clans." Xiao Yan smiled, but his eyes were extremely cold as he looked at the withered old man. It was obvious that he had already been included in the destruction list.

With Xiao Yan's current eyesight, he can naturally see the strength of this Great Heavenly Lord, who is in the middle stage of the Two-Star Fighting Saint.

"Great Heavenly Lord, why bother talking nonsense with this junior anymore? Kill him and extract his soul. Jie Jie, the soul of a nine-turn peak expert is enough to compare with the souls collected by one of our branches for nearly a hundred years! "Hun Qing Saint's eyes flashed with fierceness, "Don't worry about those two people, there are two elders here and we don't have to worry at all!"

"Haha, you talk too much nonsense. I don't like it very much." As soon as the Saint of Soul Qing finished speaking, the space in front of him was distorted, and a black flame instantly appeared in front of him.

The next second.

The fire burned.

The soul-purifying saint who had just appeared amidst a scream was directly refined into flying ash.

Chen Changfeng took action.

It's not that he wants to help Xiao Yan, it's just that he really can't stand this guy. How dare he ignore him and Qian Renxue?

Then teach him a lesson!

In just one second, all the strong men in the room almost peeed in fear.

This kind of visual impact was even more shocking than when Xiao Yan killed Gu You. At least Xiao Yan had a trace of his actions. His teacher didn't even know how to do it, and he directly tore apart the space and killed people invisible.

That's Dou Sheng!

A true one-star fighting saint.

Just kill him? Is it as simple as crushing an ant to death?

"Haha, you are worthy of being a five-star fighting saint. You can actually kill one of my soul clan's one-star fighting saints in an instant. It seems that those strong men who fell in the Gama Empire were also caused by you?" The Great Heavenly Lord of the Soul Palace was still worried that the old man of the soul clan was being killed. When they fell apart in seconds, an old figure holding a cane beside them appeared slowly and without warning, like a ghost, in the gazes of one after another.

When the old figure appeared, Qian Renxue's eyes also condensed slightly, and she looked at that figure solemnly. When this person appeared, even the space did not fluctuate at all. He looked just like he had never done before. It was like standing there from beginning to end!

"This person is so terrifyingly powerful!"

Qian Renxue and Chen Changfeng looked at each other, both showing signs of shock.

"Soul Qianmo!"

Chen Changfeng smiled lightly and looked calmly at the old man on crutches. This man was as skinny as a bone, dressed in gray clothes, and always had an unnatural smile on his withered face. His eyes were It was not turbid like an ordinary old man, but had a strange luster. Under the gaze of those eyes, it seemed that even the soul was faintly feeling a tingling sensation.

But this feeling is fleeting.

With Chen Changfeng's source of destruction open, the Seven Star Fighting Saints had nothing to do.

"God Hun Qianmo, he's not dead yet? Did the Hun Clan send him out?" Around him, there were some equally knowledgeable and powerful people. Regarding the name Hun Qianmo, some slightly younger people The strong might not have heard of it, but they knew very clearly how terrifying this old guy was.

"Are all the soul clan's hometowns here? Do you want me to send a batch away in advance?" Chen Changfeng said expressionlessly.

Hun Qianmo's withered face trembled slightly, his eyes with a strange luster slowly swept over Chen Changfeng and Qian Renxue, his voice was hoarse as if bones were rubbing: "Who are you? How can this be possible at such a young age? Do you know me? And what kind of force is Wuhun Palace? Why have I never heard of it?"

"You don't need to know."

Chen Changfeng smiled, and his smile was very scary, "But since the people from the Soul Clan are here, no one can leave. Today I will clean up the Dou Qi Continent for those of you who should not be alive."

Said.

Chen Changfeng turned his head and glanced at Xiao Yan, "I'll leave that two-star fighting saint to you and Xun'er to hone. There aren't many fighting saints in the Soul Clan. If you destroy one, you'll lose one. This is the most suitable way to hone your understanding." "(End of chapter)