Chapter 283: Devour spirit
"Ant, do you dare to despise us?" There was a soul that was furious, "What about the real dragon? We have been backlogged for seven hundred years. How can you, a feathery child, contempt!"
"presumptuous!"
Before Qin Xuan could speak, the ** in the air had already spoken.
Longkou closed slightly, and the vast voice exploded like thunder, "A few wisps of ghosts, dare to speak to seniors like this?"
** Secretly glanced at Qin Xuan with the leftover light, not without the thoughts of flattering.
In its heart, if it can please Qin Xuan at this time, I am afraid it will be able to divide more spirits in the future. After all, he has been a sleeping prisoner trapped in the black soul stone for a long time. The dragon soul is already very weak. Although it is nourished by Qin Xuan's evergreen power, it is still weak and pitiful, not to mention the strength of the demon alchemy at his peak. .
Thinking carefully about this, Qin Xuan would naturally not take it seriously.
He just smiled faintly, then slowly spit out the word: "Kill!"
Suddenly, the ** and Mo Ling in the air were shocked. The first thing to do was the impatient **. He roared, and the dragon's body swooped down.
Like a goshawk catching a rabbit, it tightly grabbed one of the soul weapons in an instant.
Under his dragon's claws, the condensed evil spirit burst instantly, turning into evil wind sweeping in all directions.
The soul was shocked, and his eyes were completely fierce.
He actually abandon the weapon directly, relying on his hands to firmly grasp the claws of the **, actually want to fight the ** close.
Facing this soul's behavior, he smiled contemptuously.
No matter how unbearable, he is also a demon pill dragon, possessing the existence of divine consciousness, how can it be compared to such a mere soul?
"court death!"
** Just spit out two words, and immediately, a pair of dragon claws seemed to burst out with a mighty force, instantly pinching the hands of the soul into powder, turning it into a dispersion of soul power.
**One dragon mouth, that soul power is swallowed directly by it.
At the entrance of the soul power, the body of the body faintly swelled again, and its eyes were even more excited.
"dead!"
**It bursts out, it directly wrapped the dragon's body around the soul of the height of the height. In the slow winding, the soul wailed and dissipated in the sky.
**Open your mouth directly and swallow all your soul power into your belly.
It seemed to have swallowed a panacea, showing a very comfortable expression.
This was just a blink of an eye, and it was the death of a soul king. Yuan Jinhong who saw this scene was already unable to express his inner horror.
Although Mo Ling on the side did it later, he still did it.
It is the spirituality derived from the ink qi of the literati in the long years. It is not good at killing and fighting, but it still has its own means.
I saw Mo Ling press down on all fours like a hill.
Only in an instant, two of the evil spirits supported their terrifying bodies with difficulty, the weapons exploded in an instant, and even the spirits began to crack.
Mo Ling's fighting method is very simple, simple and rude, without a trace of skill.
On the other hand, after getting the benefits of the spirit power of one soul, the whole person swallowed all the twelve souls in one bite.
He kept tossing, flicking his tail, and dropping his claws, constantly forcing the three souls in front of him to retreat steadily, no matter how those souls attacked, but for the soul of the dragon soul, the addition of a sharp blade is just like an itching. The same, it might be in the eyes.
For a time, the twelve spirits that had been violent before that, under the dragon and the turtle seemed to have no power to bind the chicken, only retreating steadily.
Qin Xuan watched quietly from the side, standing proudly.
This result was not unexpected to him, even though these twelve souls were not weak, and each of them had innate strength that could be battled. However, they met Qin Xuan.
** Needless to say, that is the soul of the Flood Dragon in the real Demon Pill Stage. He knows how to cultivate. Although it is only the soul now and cannot control the Taoism, the methods he possesses are still not comparable to these souls.
On the other hand, these spirits have enough power, but they don't have the means to control these powers.
After all, 700 years ago, they were just ordinary soldiers or generals. What kind of strength was the level of soldiers and generals who could be exchanged for 500,000 casualties by Zhu Di's army?
It is not an exaggeration to say that they are wine sacs and rice bags. Apart from the power displayed by such a group of wine sacs and rice sacs, how can they be the opponent of the enemy in battle?
What's more, it is Mo Ling. Since the Spring and Autumn Period, the Mo Ling derived from the literary spirit of the literati and the ink guest. After a long period of time, all of Mo Ling's own awe-inspiring righteousness is the death of the spirit of the evil spirit. dead.
Such a result, not surprisingly, Qin Xuan at the foot of the mountain had anticipated this problem in Longchi Mountain before, so he would surrender **Mo Ling in the villa to check this spirit vein.
Qin Xuan smiled, and suddenly his expression moved.
A violent wind came suddenly, and the Eternal Sword suddenly sounded with a low groan, and cut the violent wind down.
Ding!
The metal-like collision sounded in mid-air, but three spirits broke away from the battle between Mo Ling and the **** and came straight to Qin Xuan.
Obviously, they knew that Qin Xuan was the master of this dragon and turtle, and only by killing Qin Xuan could they reverse the outcome.
"kill him!"
One of them was riding a steed, roaring a spirit that burned like fire on its body.
"Should you capture the king first?"
Qin Xuan laughed dumbly, "A little brainy, but unfortunately... you chose the wrong person!"
Qin Xuan's eyes flashed slightly, and his eyes gradually became indifferent. Taking a step forward, the Eternal Sword was already in his hand.
"I don't want to do it to you, just because... you are not worthy!"
"Is it just so that you can be deceived as weak as me?"
Qin Xuan smiled, and the Eternal Sword in his hand shook slightly, and his figure disappeared in an instant.
The whole person seemed to dissipate between heaven and earth, and when he reappeared, he was already behind the three souls.
On the Eternal Sword, the tiny trace of Xianxin Di thought has been attributed to the sea of knowledge.
Qin Xuan stood holding the sword, and the next moment, the three souls behind him burst apart in an instant, turning into soul power in the sky.
"What...what?"
Yuan Jinhong even lost his voice, even if the dragon tortoise twin spirits hadn't been on the side before, he felt shocked.
With just one sword and a single thought, the three soul kings were actually beheaded?
Who is this guy? Monster?
Yuan Jinhong couldn't imagine that he couldn't stop the Soul King with a single sword. This young man actually killed three with a single sword.
Is it possible that he is an immortal?
In addition to real land gods, who else has such magical powers?
Yuan Jinhong was sluggish, cold sweat began to appear on his forehead, looking at the soul kings who were gradually torn and shattered, it was less than twenty minutes, before that was the twelve statues that he thought the entire Huaxia Taoist master was invincible The soul king has completely disappeared.
It turned into a sky full of soul power, swallowed by a dragon and a turtle in the sky.
After devouring these twelve soul queens, Yuan Jinhong discovered that the dragon and the turtle had almost doubled in size.
In his eyes, the figure who once thought to be a madman stood proudly, as if it were an exile.
Qin Xuan's face was calm and indifferent, as if the twelve spirits disappeared completely and it was not enough to make a wave of waves in his heart. He just looked at the evil spirit that filled the sky and threw the Eternal Sword directly into the air.
With both hands condensed, the Eternal Sword was like a huge vortex, and the thick evil spirit in the sky was continuously swallowed by Eternal Sword. The ink-colored roots of the sword body gradually turned into blood. .
Yu Ling swallows soul, drives sword and refines evil!
** He let out a low groan, his body kept shrinking, lingering around Qin Xuan's body, seeming to be flattering to please, Mo Ling also turned into a little turtle and crawled quietly on Qin Xuan's shoulder.
Yuan Jinhong looked at this scene, as if he was facing not a person, but the great Emperor Zhenwu with the body of a dragon and the tortoise.
It was indescribable for him to describe the person in front of him. After a few minutes of silence, Yuan Jinhong's heart came out.
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