Chapter 874 (1/2)
The evil spirit was rolling, and the shrill scream rang through the world. Feeling that evil spirit, everyone's face was ugly. Even the six strong men who fought in the sky were cold in their hearts. They looked at the young man with a look of horror in their eyes.
When the magic Qi rolls, the surrounding spiritual power is also dispelled. It seems that there is an evil spirit in the rolling magic Qi.
”Haoran, have you finally refined the evil spirit? God bless my dark Pavilion.” the old man of the dark Pavilion looked at Wang Haoran and said with a laugh after being stunned for a moment.
”Ancient wind, see, this is my real power. In the googlean mountains, if I were not afraid of the holy envoys, I would have killed you.” Wang Haoran smiled with a strange smile on his mouth. His black pupils emitted a cold light, looking at the ancient wind.
Gu Feng took a deep breath and looked very dignified: ”I didn't expect you to get the ghost of an evil devil, but do you think you can really refine the evil devil? The evil devil is immortal, not to mention you. Even the strong at the immortal level can't really kill it. You will only become his container in the end.”
”Really, let's see the power I gained after refining this evil spirit.” Wang Haoran pulled at the corners of his mouth and smiled a little. His palm was filled with evil Qi for a while, and immediately wrapped dozens of disciples of Cangwu hall in it.
”Ah...”
The scream sounded, and dozens of disciples of Cangwu hall were killed in an instant.
Other people's faces changed slightly. Both the strong soul forging people in the sky and the disciples of Cangwu hall retreated quickly away from Wang Haoran.
”Wang Haoran, you dare to do this, damn it.” looking at the dozens of disciples who were killed at that moment, the ancient wind was also completely angry. His spiritual power surged and sent out a breath of terror. Bursts of awe filled the air, and a stream of blood carried through the world. The real void was shaking.
”What a strong breath.” many strong people in the sky look at the ancient wind, and their faces coagulate. The strong people under the panic and awe, coagulate their souls, feel the pressure.
”The ancient wind has been so strong that the avenue is so far?!” Fang Hui, Nangong Cang and others were surprised. They knew that Gu Feng had won the champion of Baimai Huiwu, but they didn't expect that he would be so powerful. The terrible pressure made them feel heavy.
”Jie Jie, ancient style, although I don't know why, as you said, when I first saw you, I wanted to kill you, and with the passage of time, my mind became stronger and stronger. Unfortunately, those wastes are really useless. So many people can't kill you. But it's good. I can solve you myself.” the space squirmed, Countless magic Qi instantly retracted into Wang Haoran's body. The next moment, Wang Haoran was covered with magic patterns, stood in the sky and looked at the ancient wind coldly.
Boom!
The majestic spiritual power erupted from his body, and the violent spiritual power condensed in the palm of the ancient wind and photographed Wang Haoran.
However, when the violent psychic force touched Wang Haoran, the space became distorted, and the violent ability nag actually passed directly through Wang Haoran's body.
”Ha ha, can you kill me? See? This is the power I gained after refining the evil devil. Your attack can't hurt me at all.” Wang Haoran looked at the ancient wind and laughed wildly.
Then Wang Haoran slapped it, and the rolling magic Qi turned into a magic hand, emitting an unparalleled smell of evil, which made everyone feel disgusted. And the demon hand is wrapped with evil patterns, which is very strong.
Even Nangong Cang and others could not help but get a cold look. This attack was not weaker than the full attack of seven heavy martial arts cultivation in soul forging territory. They looked at Wang Haoran and were shocked.
Is this Wang Haoran's real strength? Usually in front of them, the strength shown is only the four levels of soul forging realm, but now, I'm afraid that the eight levels of martial cultivation of soul forging realm are not necessarily their opponents.