Vol 4 Chapter 1182: :oppression

"Even if you die, I will pull you into the water!"

Fu Rong immediately shot, her hands poked out, and the eight seals were caught in her hands. She swung a slam, and all the seals were simultaneously spurred. Suddenly, her voice was screaming in front of her, horrible Xuanqi presents a pale blue color. In the pale blue ocean, it seems that there is a sea **** in it, holding the trident of the sea god, and launching a peerless attack against the soul master.

This trick is the landing of the sea god, and it takes eight seals to display it together, so that the incarnation of the sea **** can be summoned out in an endless power. Even the strongest of the eight souls can not compete with this trick.

However, this soul master is not a mortal, his will descends, the body is the spirit of the gods and the nine souls of the spirit, the strength is extremely powerful, he faced Fu Rong's move, motionless, in the sea **** waving trident At that time, he began to work, and the dead soul knife suddenly slammed.

This knife is unpretentious and ordinary, but it contains the ultimate attack. It is just like a **** who has lowered the punishment of God. It is just a knife. The landing of the **** of the sea of ​​Furong is a complete collapse. The horrible soul is broken and directly bombarded. In the body of Fu Rong, she immediately blasted her mysterious armor, and the body flew out.

Just a knife, Fu Rong is defeated by the soul, there is no possibility of resistance.

"Soul, do you think that if you die, you will be able to get a hundred? You should know that the souls of the dead souls still have the souls of the dead souls, even if you and Fu Chen are in the dead soul domain, the deity will make you not good. dead."

This soul lord is very vicious, not only to kill two people, but even if they become a dead spirit, they must not let them die.

"Soul Lord, you are too mean."

Fu Rong screamed.

"This time is not mean, only the strong and the weak, the deity is the strong, you are the weak, the weak is only the fate of being crushed by the strong."

The soul is the master, it is to look at Ye Mo, this is the first time he seriously looked at Ye Mo.

Ye Mo felt this gaze and his face was shocked. He immediately felt that he had a heart to sweep in his body. Ye Mo immediately spurred the remaining soul gas and shrouded Dan Tian. .

"Hey? Are you also the soul of the dead soul?"

The soul master was amazed, and then he shook his head again: "No, it should be invaded by the soul of the dead soul, only the strength of the runner, but the power is so magnificent, no wonder they have to do everything possible to save you, such people Even if it is a genius in my dead soul mainland, although killing does not kill you, there is no threat to the invasion of Lingwu mainland by my dead soul, but killing you should cause a huge blow to Lingwu."

"Ye Mo, run!"

Fu Rong’s tears will fall.

If the dust is gone, Ye Mo will be the savior of Lingwu. If Ye Mo is dead, Lingwu will be completely invaded by the dead soul.

"However, the deity is a person of love, your body is invaded by the soul of the dead soul, knowing that your body can accommodate the soul of the dead soul, but also the martial arts of the dead soul continent, if you surrender to me, stay in the world The power of the law disappears, and you will kill the army of Lingwu with my army of dead souls. I will spare you a life, how?"

The soul of the Lord is faint, but invisible, but exerting pressure on Ye Mo, suddenly Ye Mo is a feeling, the space around him is beginning to be distorted, his body is beginning to distort with space, if not his defense Strong, the body will be stirred into a twist.

He also wants to see, when the masters of Lingwu mainland, seeing their mainland genius help them kill their own people, what kind of expression would be.

"Of course, you can still ask for help. My will can exist for one day in Lingwu. You can call up any master you can think of."

The soul master is also sneer, even though it is the body of Fu Ling, but people feel that there is a terrible figure shrouded in the body of Fu Ling: "I also want to see and see, how is Lingwu mainland? Master."

The arrogance and overbearing of the other party are all revealed. Just the consciousness is coming, and they dare to challenge all the masters of Lingwu.

However, Ye Mo also knows that the other side does have such strength. The strongest person he has ever seen is the dragon in Longyuan Cave, but there is still a certain gap with this so-called soul master.

"As far as you are not worthy of my master of Lingwu, I am the crown of the battle of the genius of Lingwu. I want to see how you killed me!"

Ye Mo’s body trembled and screamed. For a time, all the power of the tomb dragons began to violently rush away, and all the power of the body was unloaded. Then he was one-handed and took the initiative to attack the soul.

Ye Mo is now fighting, as long as he is exposed to the body of the soul, he has a 50% chance to absorb it.

However, Ye Mo is wrong.

"Interesting, genius laurel, since you want to die, then the deity will be yours. If your genius can resist me, the deity will let you go."

The soul of the main arm waved, for a long time, the airflow swept, forming a huge vortex, sucking Ye Mo in the whirlpool, powerful airflow, like a knife cut, constantly cutting his body, constantly having blood from He flew out of his body.

This move, you can easily kill any master of the rotation.

"what!"

Ye Mo screamed, the whole person was already bloody, but the powerful airflow vortex still did not disappear, as if to completely smash Ye Mo into pieces.

Fu Rong looked at this scene, and his eyes were red. When he just wanted to rush up, he was stopped by the soul master.

"Since he is the crown of the battle of the genius of Lingwu, the deity wants to see how much he can bear. If he can't bear this, the Lingwu continent should die."

The soul of the master attached his hands, and looked calmly at the scene in front of him. However, his method is somewhat exaggerated. A young warrior like Ye Mo, even if he is a genius of his dead soul, can’t block this. one move.

He is really killing Ye, and when Ye Mo reveals that he is the crown of the battle of Lingwu genius, he is determined to kill Ye Mo completely.

"Predecessors, save me!"

When Ye Mo was still on the verge of collapse, Ye Mo immediately developed this idea. At this time, only the dragon **** could save him.

"No~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I can't rely on the dragon **** again. The sleepy dragon has given me too much dependence. I have to rely on myself to block this trick."

"No, I will definitely die. I don't want to die. I have just met my mother. I haven't married yet. I haven't had a child yet. I still have a lot of things to do, I don't want to die."

"Do not!"

Just as Ye Mo’s emotion of incomparable fear of death, he was once again awake, and his eyes sparkled with incomparably powerful ideas.

"I won't die. Even if I don't have the help of the dragon god, I won't die. I have to calm down and never give up. There is no road to heaven. If there is no courage between the heavens and the earth, how can I? Boarding the peak of the strong?"

Hey!

At this time, Ye Mo, who was in the will of collapse, suddenly broke through the shackles in his heart.

The power of the ten dragons was automatically motivated, turned into a brilliance of the road, gathered in his body.

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