Chapter 573 (2/2)

This is... Why?!

The Dragon King's claw is broken, but the cold voice of bidong spreads all over the battlefield!

”Wuhun Temple belongs to, prepare to explode!”

As the storm dispersed, bibidong's figure appeared beside qiandaoliu. Her face was a little pale, and the ninth soul ring was also flashing.

Wang Jian immediately understood that the ninth soul skill of death spider emperor is immortal body.

It's said that if it's not God level power, it can't kill bibidong's soul skill in this state.

It's just... Self explosion?!

Wang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly. After a short period of consternation, his eyes moved and quickly approached the team of Tianxing soul teachers college.

Things... Seem to have changed.

”The choice depends on you!”

Bibidong looks down at Wang Jian coldly, a young man who makes him suffer a lot.

Wang Jian's face was also cold, and the cold light in his eyes was shining.

Bidong, what a bidong!

He is worthy of being a pope. He is cruel enough!

He Wang Jian has learned it today!

Die and live!

Gamble with Wang Jian at the cost of the whole Wuhun hall. Gamble whether he dares to exchange the whole Wuhun hall with Tianxing soul teacher college.

Can Wang Jian?

can't!

He swept the bloody young faces of the battlefield and closed his eyes slightly.

If he was alone, he would have no scruples.

But... If we lose these people, what is the significance of his coming here?

Bibidong or see through him, or she is gambling, gambling king sword whether care about those people.

She doesn't care about the soul master in the martial spirit hall, but what about Wang Jian?

So... She won!

Qian Daoliu, who had already given up his resistance, had a complicated look at bibidong. He knew that bibidong didn't save him for anything else, because bibidong also hated him.

But if he died, in the face of the semi God level strong man in front of him, the martial spirit hall had no resistance.

So... Bibidong was cruel.

Now it seems that she won the bet.

”Good luck...”

Underground, Wang Jian looked up at him indifferently and said.

However, qiandaoliu can't laugh, because it has to pay a price anyway

”Let them go!”

Wang Jian said calmly to the dark night.

The demon shadow dragon in the dark night looks at Wang Jian, turns around and stands on the void again. His eyes are like an ancient well

She understands what Wang Jian thinks.

The same is true for others. Although they are not willing, what's the significance of Tianxing soul Teacher College's death? Do you want to make wedding clothes for other forces?

They're not that selfless.

Qiandaoliu retreated, so did bibidong, and soon some of the remaining troops in the Wuhun hall also retreated.

But some of them didn't. They needed to stay.

We need to threaten Tianxing soul teacher college.

Among them, there are more than six Title Douluo and some strong men like soul Douluo and soul saint.

That's the price!

Almost all the people who came to the hall of martial spirit retreated, leaving behind a touch of madness in their eyes.

”Boom!”

As the first person blew himself up, others started blowing themselves up one after another.

The rumble continues to ring!

They want to take away the students of Tianxing soul teacher college, but a light curtain of pale gold blocks their idea.

Dome soul guide shield open again!

Under Wang Jian's earlier transmission, Douluo, the title of Tianxing soul master college, put the residual soul power in the underground dome soul guide defense system.

The soul guide shield that has recovered a little energy may not be able to withstand too much self explosion of Title Douluo, but now these people are not enough to see it.

A large number of strong men fell here.

But Wang Jian didn't have much joy. He looked at the bloody earth and closed his eyes slowly.

War, never won.