Supernatural Scrolls

Chapter 166: Falling soul flag

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Even at this moment, because of the appearance of Yunchuan Yuan Fei Faxiang, Yuan Li was absorbed frantically. Above the Heavenly Beast Gate, Heaven and Earth Yuan Li had a short vacuum, forming a huge funnel.

Yunchuan is also almost integrated with the Yuan Fei Method. His body is tens of feet in size. He bowed his head and looked down at Mo Qianqiu, who was horrified on his face. Like thunder, he roared and said: "Mo Qianqiu, I just Say, your Luo Zong wants to change to a Shao Zong, are you credible now?"

Mo Qianqiu's Yuan Fei Faxiang at this moment can only reach the waist of Yunchuan Yuan Fei Faxiang. He raised his head and looked at Yunchuan at the moment. With his concentration, he was a little lost at this moment, and muttered: "How is it possible, how is it possible? There will be such a huge elementary fetal form, even many large-powered figures in the early stage of the primordial stage, I am afraid it is impossible to be like him..."

boom!

His previous violent punch, after seeing Yunchuan's terrifying elementary fetal form, was already in fear and regretted that he was too reckless, but at this moment he had to shoot an arrow on the string, and he slammed it with Yunchuan. A punch collided.

Click, click, click!

A series of sounds of bone fragmentation came, and the two of them retreated as soon as they touched it, but Mo Qianqiu's arm had already shown a strange twisted state, and Yunchuan had already blasted his arm bones with a punch. A few paragraphs.

"Yun Chuan, I didn't expect that I really underestimated you. Your original fetus already has some of the power of the characters in the early stage of the original fetus, and your vitality is also very strong. Obviously you have cultivated deeply. Physical training and martial arts techniques, and have already comprehended to a very high level."

Mo Qianqiu was shocked for a while, but he quickly calmed down. The blood was surging, and the arm that had been showing a strange twisted state returned to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he did not hesitate to use his own blood. Also speed up recovery from injuries.

Obviously in his heart, Yunchuan has become an absolute rival.

"However, I can become the Shao Zong of Luo Zong, and it is not only the skills you see!"

Mo Qianqiu's injury recovered after a few breaths. The next moment he waved his hand, and a black large sail several meters high appeared, hunting and hunting.

, Exuding the tyrannical coercion of the treasure of Yuan Tire.

This black big sail is not like substance, but imaginary and real. On it, countless grievances can be seen faintly, and countless twisted faces are howling on it, seeming to be suffering from great pain. general.

At the moment when Mo Qianqiu took out the black sail, all the twisted faces on the black sail looked towards Yunchuan at this moment, making a sharp and piercing sound.

"The top grade among the treasures of Yuan Tire?"

There was surprise on Yun Chuan’s face. From the black sail, he felt an astonishing aura. Compared with his Xuanyang sword, the silver flying boat was more powerful than his Xuanyang sword, and the black sail was full of resentment. The scream of the soul made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Not only that, even when the black sail was fluttering in the wind, he felt a little throbbing in his original fetal form.

"Yunchuan, you are nothing more than a spirit that is far more tyrannical than the ordinary half-step primordial realm martial arts, but as soon as my soul-falling flag comes out, everything you rely on will have no effect at all!"

Mo Qianqiu's face returned to the look of the original Zhizhu holding him, Sen smiled coldly, and said: "Yunchuan, today is the day of your fall. You probably don't know that my falling soul banner cost me. In ten years, forty-four hundred and forty young girls who were born in cloudy days were killed, and their souls were extracted before they were alive. Finally, they were made by the elders of the Zongzhong Taishang. The most defiled souls, yours Strengths will not have any effect in front of me!"

"In order to refine it into a treasure of the original fetus, you actually slaughtered so many people in one fell swoop!" Yun Chuan looked at the moment Mo Qianqiu, who was a little triumphantly introducing the Falling Soul Banner, without concealing the murderous intent in his eyes.

Under normal circumstances, although Wu Xiu has a very high status in the Profound Sky World, he does not take the initiative to slaughter mortals, and this Mo Qianqiu obviously does not care about this at all. In order to refine this face of the soul falling banner, he will not take the initiative to slaughter mortals. In one fell swoop, forty four hundred and forty young girls who were born in cloudy days were slaughtered. One can imagine how much resentment and resentment on this face of falling spirit banners will be. It is definitely an evil treasure that specifically restrains the soul of the primordial fetus.

And he is now

Today I also know why this Mo Qianqiu's temperament is a bit extreme. Although this evil treasure has great power, it will also be affected by this falling soul flag in the subtle way.

"Die me!"

Between Mo Qianqiu's words, he was also struggling for enough time, preparing to urge the power of the falling soul flag to the maximum. At this moment, when he waved it suddenly, the black big flag that looked like an illusion suddenly crashed. Skyrocketing, covering the sky and obscuring the sun, the resentful soul whizzed towards Yunchuan's huge primordial birth law.

boom! boom! boom!

The face of Yunchuan is dignified, and Mo Qianqiu’s own strength does not require too much means for him now, but the other party has such an evil treasure that belongs to the top grade among the treasures of the original birth, but it makes him have to Be cautious, as soon as he took a shot at this moment, he also immediately urged the Xuanyang Sword and the Silver Flying Boat to the maximum.

The Xuanyang Sword moved with a sensation, and the flames filled the sky with fiery red, and collided with the black energy brought by the falling soul flag. Suddenly, Yunchuan and Mo Qianqiu turned white, and each of them retreated in a row. It took a few steps to stabilize his figure.

It's just that the next moment, the falling soul flag, which is always between the virtual and the reality at all times, flashed suddenly, and suddenly it passed through the collision between the Xuanyang sword and the silver flying boat. The speed was extremely fast, and it crashed towards Yunchuan. The primordial fetus phase of Yunchuan came, and the primordial fetus phase of Yunchuan was shrouded in that moment.

Woo-woo-

In an instant, the wind was overwhelming, and the countless resentful souls with distorted faces above the soul-falling flags all wrestled against Yunchuan’s tall Yuantai method with all hands and feet, reaching up to dozens in Yunchuan. On Zhang's original fetal phase, biting and scratching everywhere.

Those resentful souls are all young girls with graceful appearances, but they are all filled with resentment, and they suddenly rushed to Yunchuan’s tall primordial form, crawling up and down one by one, some covering them. The eyes of Yunchuan’s original fetal physiognomy made him lose sight of his interests, and some blocked the ears of Yunchuan’s tall Yuan fetal physiognomy, making him unable to hear right and wrong, and some clung to Yunchuan’s calf, letting him He moved slowly.

Boom boom boom!

Mo Qianqiu's face was overjoyed, without any pause, when Yunchuan's Yuan Fei Faxiang was obstructed by the resentful soul above the falling soul flag, he made a bold move.

(End of this chapter)