Chapter 372 My magic will tear you apart
"Where did your Qinglong Yanyue Sword come from?"
"I have been practicing fighting with my mistress for a long time, and I have been beaten for several days. My mistress forged it for me! Master, do you think it is a good match for me?"
Matching your second uncle.
Qian Chaoguang wanted to say this.
But considering that this thing was made by Huo Yutong, he could only say dryly: "It's okay. I'm only one red rabbit away from imitating Mr. Guan."
"I think so too." A Fan nodded seriously, "So next, I plan to borrow its undead war horse and ride it."
"it?"
Qian Chaoguang was stunned.
Only then did he realize that the armor A Fan was wearing seemed to belong to a certain death knight?
Sure enough, an angry roar erupted from the armor: "How dare you try to ride my horse? Believe it or not, I have broken the heart of the undead for you!"
The dark armor then fell off A Fan piece by piece, gradually forming a tall and upright death knight on the ground.
His blue soul fire eyes were still staring angrily at the innocent-looking A Fan.
Qian Chaoguang: "."
The daily life of undead creatures is really colorful.
Just when he was lamenting that the painting styles of the undead creatures under his hands were gradually becoming distorted, the elders of the evil soul masters on the other side were already working hard.
A large amount of white flames rose from his body, as if countless innocent souls were screaming shrilly.
Immediately afterwards, the small door on one side suddenly exploded, and a surging terrifying energy suddenly rushed out from the small door.
Groups of transparent light of different colors quickly poured out from there, and each group of light seemed to have a human face on it.
It's just that these people's faces are distorted violently.
The body of the evil soul master elder has completely transformed into a weird spiritual state. He is holding a black skull in his hand and looking at Qian Chaoguang and Nana, the only two living people, with an extremely ferocious expression:
"Let you have a taste of my true power! Your souls will be torn into pieces by my army of resentful souls, and your bodies will become my puppets. Go to hell!"
Qian Chaoguang raised his eyebrows: "I don't know if my soul will be torn into pieces by them, but I know one thing, you will definitely be torn into pieces by my magic today. I'm sorry."
"What do you mean you're sorry? Are you so scared that you're talking nonsense?"
The elder of the evil soul master, who was like an undead king, floated in the air and looked down at the two of them. Jie Jie smiled strangely and stretched his body to a huge size.
"The cursed soul skeleton in your hand is as ridiculous as a toy to me." Qian Chaoguang shook his head casually.
The Cursed Soul Skeleton, similar to the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, is a magical weapon used to control resentful spirits.
The vast majority of necromancers have extremely limited mental power, and the number and scope of their control are also limited, so they can only rely on external objects for assistance.
However, for the master and apprentice duo, Electrolux and Qian Chaoguang, there is obviously no need for such a troublesome relay.
The former is the god of necromance, which is beyond the reach of ordinary necromancers.
The latter practiced the art of communicating with gods, and the quality of his mental power and the strength of his soul were beyond the limit.
Due to time travel, his soul strength is even twice as strong as what was described in the original technique.
Controlling tens of thousands of undead creatures with random links is as easy as eating and drinking.
Qian Chaoguang chanted silently, and with a wave of the Xuanhui Knife, the powerful power of holy light suddenly spread outward with him as the center, forming a shield condensed with holy light.
The shield is burning with a faint holy flame, and every resentful spirit that hits it will be ignited in an instant, burning out a large amount of black gas and making a permeating hissing sound.
The powerful power of purification purifies every resentful spirit that comes into contact with the Holy Light Shield, causing no harm.
Some resentful souls felt the crisis and were so frightened that they ran around in the 300-square-meter underground hall like headless flies. There were shrill screams of souls everywhere.
"What! What kind of power is this!"
The evil soul master's elder's voice was full of shock, and he was also startled by this powerful purification power.
But soon, he calmed down again and took out a small flag similar to the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
The Holy Spirit Flag is a magical weapon more powerful than the Cursed Soul Skeleton in his hand. It already looks like the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. It is the most important weapon in his hand.
This in itself is not only a seventh-level soul tool, but also an evil weapon infused with powerful filthy soul power.
Under normal circumstances, the power of this Holy Spirit Flag alone is enough to fight against any soul master below the eighth-ring Soul Douluo.
But today, this thing met its nemesis.
Hey hey hey, your dad is here!
"Impossible, this is impossible! Who are you! How can you control the divine power!"
The elder evil soul master barely resisted the focused fire attacks from the five undead creatures, while howling in disbelief at the top of his lungs.
"You and I should be the same kind of people! You should also be a member of our Holy Religion. How could you have the divine power that only angel spirits can control! Why can even the Corpse Witch you summoned be able to control the Holy Spirit? Power! Why is this! Why!”
The resentful spirits became more and more violent under the burning soul power of the evil soul master elders regardless of the cost. They kept screaming, trying to gather together and fuse into something terrible.
As the blade of the Xuanhui knife rose with brilliant holy flames, Qian Chaoguang showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Who the hell is the same person as you? I am your biological father!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed the long knife forward in his hand and shouted a magical word full of majesty: "Holy Word·Holy Purification!"
Suddenly, a circle of white holy flames burst out from the tip of the knife, and Qian Chaoguang's boundless sea of consciousness instantly set off a stormy sea. The huge spiritual power was majestic under the spell, and transformed into the world. The purest and most holy purifying power in the world.
Wherever the white holy fire passed, the bloody light on the resentful spirits disappeared first. They were originally violent and stagnated in the air one by one, as if they had been immobilized.
The blazing holy flames spread to every corner of the underground hall, and black and red filthy air continued to evaporate from the originally ferocious bloody spirit.
When the holy flame that purified filth fell on the evil soul master's elder, screams were screamed more horribly than before, and his body was also burning crazily with more intense white fire.
The Holy Spirit flag and the black cursed soul skeleton exploded into countless fragments in an instant, flying all over the sky.
"you you.!"
He kept struggling and twisting, and black evil energy continued to evaporate from his seemingly illusory body.
The intense pain distorted his expression.
It seemed that he wanted to say something.
But he doesn't have this chance.
