v7 Chapter 131： Tianjiao life and death battle between the two races (1/2)
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Killing the Tian Si Mo to deal with the violent thunder **** is invincible. At the moment of the two shots, the demon demon and the Confucian priest Fu Yunqi are naturally unwilling to fall behind, and at the same time, they are magical.
”The invisible demon, the source of fear, splits the soul, devours refinement!”
”With the blood of the descendants of my demon, summon the soul of the ancestor, the demon, to devour the soul of this person and make a sacrifice for me.”
”Daemon, Soul Eater!”
In the roar, the Dread Demon shot with all his strength and hit countless tactics on his hand, which were completed in an instant, converging into a weird pattern with a strange dark light, shot suddenly, disappeared into the void. The next moment is where this magic pattern blends in. The space suddenly trembles violently and turns into layers of ripples spreading in all directions. Eventually, a black spot emerges from this ripple, and then expands madly to the size of a thousand feet. This hole is extremely dark, and at a glance I don't know its end, a cold, cruel, ancient atmosphere spread out from this black hole, it seems that the fear of the demon masters shot, directly connected to some space before the ancient times.
Roar!
Suddenly, a roar suddenly came out of this black hole, mixed with an endless violent atmosphere, bursting out.
Numerous monks of various ethnic groups around him, when they sensed this breath, couldn't help but abruptly changed their face, then went pale, raised the bottom of their eyes to show endless fear, and turned to back.
This roar seemed to be coming out of their ears and directly into the space of the Yuanshen, trying to tear them apart.
This power is really terrifying.
A hundred-hundred-foot-sized Soul of Demon stepped out of the black hole. Its whole body was dark, with a strong decay of death, and there were many places in the body that were broken and illusive. Health kills in general. But even so, the intensity of the breath radiated from the soul of this demon still reached the point of stone breaking. An insane and violent urge to devour the raging atmosphere of life, exploded from its body, such as straight smoke, straight into the sky, making the whole sky darker under this death.
At this moment when the dead soul of this demon appeared, the roaring sound went back to the Demon King and swallowed it, which immediately attracted countless monks from all around. But at this moment, the Dread Devil is extremely calm. It seems that he had already anticipated this. He took out a trick in his hand, thinking about the dead soul, and yelled, ”Come!”
With one finger, a magic pattern suddenly appeared at the soul's eyebrow, which was the one that had disappeared into the void before. With the emergence of the moire, a roar suddenly appeared in the mouth of the dead soul, but the swallowing stopped suddenly.
The Dread Lord did not dare to stagnate, and it was just a click, but it went straight to Fu Yunqi.
”swallow!”
Li Li did not fall, the ancient demon dead soul roared again, but suddenly turned around and went straight to Fu Yunqi swallowed. Under this swallowing, there was suddenly a horrible engulfing force in Mingming, as if to pull Fu Yunqi's primal spirit.
In the face of this strange magical power, Fu Yunqi's complexion suddenly changed, and her eyes were a little shocked. At this moment, she dared not have the slightest bit of ambition, and tried her best to resist.
”Confucianism and Taoism, Li!”
In the cheers, there was an infinite amount of righteousness coming from right and left. They gathered in front of Fu Yunqi and turned into a figure full of the size of a demon soul. This figure was wearing a blouse and a square scarf. Although the face was vague, it could sense A gentle breath on him.
Six moments of Confucianism, Taoism, and ritual art, the moment when the Confucianism's virtual shadow manifested, it was to worship the demon soul.
In a week, there was no magical power to show, but the sound of pain and roar suddenly appeared in the mouth of the devil soul that day, and a large amount of black gas escaped directly from its body. The originally illusory body would suddenly dim. Go on. It seems that under this worship, a force forcibly extracted the power within this dead soul and worshipped it away from the space that should not exist.
”Goodbye!”
As soon as Fu Yunqi drank, the ritual master Confucianism Xingying once again arched his hand to worship the dead spirit of the demon again. With this second worship, more black gas escaped from this soul, and the shape also showed signs of collapse and instability.
The face of the Dread Devil changed suddenly, and at this moment he hurried his finger, and suddenly a blood sword shot from its fingertips, and instantly penetrated into the body of the demon soul that day. Along with the integration of blood, the dead blackness in the dead soul's body suddenly stopped, and a trace of strange blood suddenly emerged, spreading to the whole body of the soul with a crazy degree, causing its entire soul to emit a strange blood awn, which originally weakened. His breath rose again, three points more than before.
The blood that pops out of the fingertips is the pure blood in this demon's body, which is extremely precious. At the moment, the face of the demon demon looks pale, but at this moment, there is no pause in the demon head, and he controls the day of the demon soul. Take a shot and devour Fu Yunqi's soul.
”Blood soul, swallow!”
Under this swallow, the power of swallowing the soul was more than twice as strong as before, which made Fu Yunqi groan in her mouth and pale at the same time.
”Confucianism, Taoism and Six Arts, Book!”
The Confucianism, Taoism, and magical power all evolved from Liuyi, and it never changed.