Chapter 5383: Wang Zhulian

"Don't hide it, it's time to desperately!" An ancestor roared, his body suddenly swelled on Wen Shenlian, and turned into a giant in a blink of an eye.

The giant detective grabbed it outwards, and then the giant hand left Wen Shenlian's refuge, and was cut apart by the gods' thoughts.

However, they soon gathered again.

The giant's throat growled like an injured beast.

It was indeed hurt, everything here was transformed by Divine Mind. His arm was attacked, which means that the soul of the **** was attacked, and the arm was damaged.

However, he was not afraid, and his big hand firmly grasped the peripheral soul of a king, covering all the light.

The king changed his color slightly, and when he was about to escape, suddenly there was a mysterious power, and it made him stiff, and he suddenly stood still.

Not only that, he felt that his soul had been greatly impacted, and the unspeakable pain swept him.

On Wen Shenlian, an ancestor's spirit and spirit were entwined, obviously sullen, even the ancestor's smile was very strange.

Such obvious characteristics can only come from Wan Motian.

In fact, this is the ancestor of Wan Motian, which Yang Kai has also seen, and he consulted him about the practice of the two big pupils.

At this time, the left eye of the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Patriarchs turned into golden princes, very majestic, and the prince’s soul was reflected in the priests. It was his occult interference that made the prince’s Body stiff.

The right eye is completely dark, and the eyes are on. The large space is shrouded in black, and several President Wang are swept into it, and disappeared.

If Yang Kai is here, he must be shocked as a man of heaven.

He also practiced the two pupils of Wan Motian, and his accomplishments were not low, but he was only used when he was physically opposed to the enemy. He never thought that these two pupils could be urged by the spirit.

It can be seen that, in the attainments of these two big pupils, Yang Kai and the ancestors of Ten Thousand Devil.

And since these two big pupils are the undisclosed secrets of Wan Motian, they naturally have their own unique features.

With the strength of one person, involving several kings of the Mo clan, Wan Motian, the ancestor of the ancestor, was also somewhat incapable, and the soul was violently concussed.

But it is enough.

Under the cover of the protruding big hand, he captured the Mo king directly on the palm of his hand, and slammed it fiercely.

The sorrowful howling sounded, and the trapped spirit soul was almost going to collapse. It was the critical moment. It was the other kings who shot and smashed the big hand before saving it.

This is the case. When the king escaped, the soul and spirit were also dim and dull, obviously obviously hit hard.

When the two great ancestors joined forces, they had such a record in an instant, which was extremely powerful.

There are other ancestors who use their own means to attack the kings who were affected by the black pupils of the Inferno of the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Patriarchs.

Everyone is not idle, so is the king, so is the human ancestor.

The violent impact of the soul, various exquisite mysteries of the soul, and all kinds of secret treasures of the soul, intertwined and shuttle in this ink nest space.

This kind of battle is far more dangerous than outside battles, and a little carelessness is the end of flies.

The protection of Wen Shenlian's colorful glow is turbulent, and the light is also weakening at a rate that is visible to the naked eye. After all, it is a joint attack of dozens of kings, and it is difficult to resist the heaven and earth treasures like Wen Shenlian.

Once the protection of Wen Shenlian was broken and the space was blocked again, the human ancestors who entered this place must end in tragedy.

Everyone was attacking their opponents madly, but the ancestor only smiled and did not start.

On the other hand, she needs to urge Wen Shenlian to protect others.

Two, she is looking for a suitable meeting.

There are not many opportunities, and even if they appear, they are fleeting.

However, the ancestor of Xiaoxiao is able to grasp it after all, and Jiu Pinkai’s keen insight is enough to guarantee this.

After three breaths, when Ancestral Demon Vanguard once again urged the World Demon Eye to twist a figure reflected in his eyes, the ancestor grinned his teeth and shouted, and a golden light broke away.

When Jin Guang appeared, the scent of the ancestors of Xiaoxiao suddenly weakened a little, and even her spirit soul was missing.

There is a lack of soul, but this is a serious injury, even the ancestors are difficult to recover easily.

But it is still worth it.

When the golden light broke away, it directly entered the main body of the king who was entangled by the magic technique of the ancestral pupil of Ten Thousand Demons.

The next moment, the violent and ferocious power exploded in the king's body. In his incredible expression and the painful roar, the king's soul and spirit body suddenly weakened.

Almost just a blink of an eye, his spirit strength weakened from the main level of the king to the main level of the domain.

It was swept by the aftermath of the two sides and burst into burst!

It was in the oscillating ink nest space, and the vibration was getting worse.

All Mo kings were startled.

Since the entry of the Terran, it has been less than ten years of effort. Although they have wounded several Terrans of the Ninth Grade, the one who fell first is actually their side.

You know, their number is more than twice that of the human race!

What a brutal means of human race!

What is that golden light? There was actually a blow to hit a king.

The king did not die under the golden light. His death was mainly affected by the aftermath of the two sides. The strength of the soul fell to the level of the domain master. It is really difficult to protect himself in such a battle.

Not only were the kings surprised, but many ancestors of the human race were also surprised.

No one thought that the ancestor of Xiaoxiao actually hid such a big killer.

Only two of them, Jiu Pin, who had a good relationship with the Xiaozu ancestor, revealed a thoughtful look, seeming to guess the origin of the golden light, and rejoiced, but also a bit worried.

If what is expected is correct, the golden light is of great lethality, but it also has a large load on itself.

Soul thorn!

Since the ancestor could pass Yang Kaishe the soul thorn, wouldn't he be unprepared? Although this thing needs to renounce its own soul when refining, it uses more souls when it is used.

But for tens of thousands of years, the ancestor of Xiaoxiao also nurtured three soul thorns in his own mind.

She has never used it. After all, once you use this thing, it hurts the enemy and hurts yourself. It is a little careless. Failure to kill the strong enemy will make you fall into the quagmire.

The last time I was born with the idea of ​​using God's Soul, or before the war with Mo Zhao, Yang Kairuo could not cut off the power source of Mo Zhao's nest, and she was ready to use it.

At that time, there was still a lot of risk in using this thing, because there was still a ninth product on the battlefield.

Fortunately, Yang Kai lived up to it and collapsed King Mochao, breaking Mozhao's strength.

It was not used when killing Mo Zhao, but this time I had to use it.

In fact, before entering this place, Xiaoxiao Patriarch had already made psychological preparations for the use of the soul thorn. This is the Mochao space, here is the battle of the soul, and the effect of the soul thorn can be amplified to the limit!

Yang Kai’s soul stab has not been warmed up for a long time, and he can still use the spirit strength of the eighth grade to open the sky to severely damage and even kill the master of the Mo clan, the eighth grade Motu.

How many years have the ancestors of the Xiaozu ancestor been warmly raised?

Not to mention there are tens of thousands of years.

It can be said that every root is a treasure.

Under the action, it is normal to knock down the strength of a king's soul to the domain master.

In the chaotic Mochao space, the first deceased was born, but it was the Mo king who had an absolute advantage in number, which made the remaining kings almost angry.

At this moment, the second soul thorn was excited.

The same golden light struck out, and instantly fell into a king's body.

The king immediately looked worried, and his companion's previous encounters were in his eyes. He didn't know he was about to go to others.

The Soul Spikes erupted in his soul, and the shock of his soul collapsed and his breath plummeted.

Although the remaining kings have their own refuge, how can the Ninth Grade of the Human Race make them succeed? At this moment, a mysterious treasure will be passed.

The ferocious aftermath was ups and downs, directly bursting the impact of the king's soul.

The second king fell!

Mocha space shocked again.

The Mo kings were horrified.

The Ninth Grade of the Human Race is like a rainbow, and the ancestral ancestors exclaimed: "Little Crescent, I am sleepy, you kill!"

When the words fell, the World Demon Eye reappeared, and this time, instead of urging the black pupil of purgatory, he urged a pupil with all his heart.

Xiaozu ancestors scolded in his heart, how old the elder lady was, and what little crescent did she call, but fortunately here are all nine grades, there are no juniors, if the juniors heard it, wouldn’t they laugh?

My heart is sullen, but my hand is not slow.

The third golden light has been played.

All the kings of the Mo clan were afraid of snakes and shunned.

And wholeheartedly urged a Demon Eye of the World Devil to destroy the eyes of the Lord at this time to let the kings see what is the secret of the undead.

He stared unscrupulously at one of the fastest retreating kings, with no intention of hiding at all. The portrait of the king was reflected in Shuren, and at the next moment, Renren rotated and turned into a horizontal line.

At the same time, the Mo king who was staring at him felt that his soul and spirit body had been severely cut by a man. His whole body trembling with pain, he could hardly maintain his original form.

After a moment of delay, the third golden light had burst into him.

"Dead to me!" Wan Mo Tian Patriarch roared loudly, the power of the Soul of God crumbled wildly, and the golden pupil that had turned into a horizontal line suddenly shrank into a little.

As if there was an invisible force acting on the spirit of the king, squeezing his spirit towards the center, even if the king struggled to resist, it would not help.

The Soul Burst broke out inside him, making it really difficult for him to mobilize his own power.

In a blink of an eye, the king's soul and spirit body was crushed into a light spot. Under great pressure, the king burst into bursts in the screams.

The third king fell!

This time the movement is greater than the last two times. Before the last king fell, the breath has fallen to the level of the domain master, but this time, he was laughed at the ancestors and the ten thousand devil ancestors. Join forces to kill.