Chapter 5595: 5595 Completely Lost

  Chapter 5595 5595 completely loses his mind

The dragon soul of Jai Su was probably also provoked. Just as Duanmu Linxiu yelled, she also roared up to the sky, with dragon scale-like cloud patterns appearing on her body, and her momentum greatly increased, and she slapped the towering mountain peak again. broken.

  Longwei's remaining power was not exhausted, falling on Ji Mingfeng's body, the little old lady's figure shook fiercely, and the corners of her mouth leaked bloodshot eyes.

   "Old thief Duanmu, the old man is fighting with you!" Ji Mingfeng knew that he was not Duanmu Linxiu's opponent, and slammed a handprint in grief and anger.

  A **** color suddenly appeared between her eyebrows, intertwined with the golden light of the holy pearl, like a tide of red gold, pouring into the wooden staff in her hand.

  In just a moment, her already old face was dozens of years old again, and her figure quickly squatted down, like an ancient tree that had come to the end of her life.

  "Grand Elder, stop!" Jiang Liangshi waited for his face to change drastically, and exclaimed at the same time.

  "Great Elder, be careful!" The Dark Witch child on the opposite side also looked shocked and shouted at Duanmu Linxiu.

   "Not good!" In the Saint Witch Hall, Song Yuan also trembled.

  "What is she doing?" Lorne and others did not understand what Ji Mingfeng was doing, but they also felt a panic from deep in their hearts.

   "Destiny Soul Sorcerer, she wants to activate Destiny Soul Sorcerer!" Song Yuan's voice was trembling slightly.

"The Destiny Soul Shaman is the root of the ancient witchcraft. Once activated, it can mobilize the power of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, exploding with power that far exceeds its own cultivation base. However, the Destiny Soul Shaman can only be activated once in a lifetime, after one time. , It will be completely broken into pieces and soul scattered." Song Yuan quickly explained without waiting for someone to ask.

The hearts of Lorne and others all sank sharply. Although they still don’t know much about the Soul of Destiny, they understand what they mean: to put it bluntly, opening the Soul of Destiny is similar to the explosion of the Holy Soul, both of which use extreme means to greatly increase their combat power. . The difference is that self-explosive holy souls can still save their lives and even re-cultivation, but it is more difficult and riskier to re-practice. However, to activate the destiny sorcerer soul will undoubtedly die, and there is absolutely no chance of luck.

   Crazy, this old woman is crazy.

   "Ji Mingfeng, you are crazy!" Duanmu Linxiu had the same idea. Seeing Ji Mingfeng start the Soul Shaman of Heaven, his face suddenly changed.

   "Hahahaha, Duanmu old thief, even if you die, I won't let your conspiracy succeed!" Ji Mingfeng held up his wooden staff and laughed wildly.

   "I have already said that the Hades returned to the Saint Witch Valley, just to deal with the catastrophe of the world, no conspiracy and tricks." Duan Mu Lin Xiu was angrily and anxious, and again defended.

   "Zi Wei, open your eyes and take a look, this will kill the old thief Duanmu for the mother, and this will avenge you, hahahaha..." Ji Mingfeng was shocked and continued to laugh wildly.

  The red golden light continued to flood into the wooden stick like a flood of a bank bursting, and amid the soft sound of "click", cracks on the wooden stick spread like a spider web. In the midair, the mountain peaks condensed again, more solid and dignified than before, bringing great pressure to people.

Seeing that Ji Mingfeng had completely lost her mind, Duanmu Linxiu could only helplessly raise the wooden staff and activate the Soul Shaman of Destiny.

  Although his strength was better than Ji Mingfeng, the opponent's power to activate the Destiny Soul Shaman was greatly increased, but he could not resist it by relying on his own strength. He had no choice at all.

  It's all dead anyway, at least, not too badly.

  The light pattern of the same red gold color is injected into it, the wooden stick splits, and the dragon soul in the air is not only covered with dragon scales, but also with dark clouds cascading outside. The clouds flash and thunder, with murderous intent.

  　 To put it bluntly, this great elder has been blinded by hatred. The pain of losing her child completely lost her mind. Pathetic

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)