"Sister, what's the matter with you?" The group of people beside the woman were frightened. Seeing her sudden weird changes, they couldn't help stepping back, covering their mouths, flustered, and a little at a loss.
"Jie Jie..." Losing the aura that a living person should have, "she" suddenly smiled strangely towards the people around him: "Want to kill our evil race? Just wait for the ants, what a joke! You guys! It's irritating us, prepare to accept that darkness falls..."
"Roar—" Lan Yuan roared annoyedly, then jumped up, rushed forward, and stepped on "her" body suddenly!
"Boom bang bang!" Counting his feet continuously, Lan Yuan tried his best to directly crush this body, blood flowed like a shot.
"Lan Xiaopang, what are you doing!" Yan Yuxi's face turned from sunny to dark. She still didn't understand the situation. She just saw Lan Yuan crush an elder whom she respected, and she was very annoyed!
"Woo! You, see clearly! She, is dead, now she is invaded by strange things!"
Lan Yuan pressed his four feet on the ground, lowered his voice very solemnly, coldly looked at Yan Yuxi, and said.
"Pop!" As soon as it finished saying this, its face suddenly turned to one side, as if being beaten by something.
"Boom!"
Lan Yuan's legs trembled again, and he directly knelt on the ground, lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and scanned the air around him coldly.
boom-
Lan Yuan was directly knocked out by a mysterious force, and his huge body flew out several tens of feet before falling to the ground.
However, everyone was stunned, but they didn't see where Lan Yuan's opponent was!
They finally stopped being relaxed, their hearts sank, and their hearts were cold. In front of their eyes, in a piece of air, there was a trace of weird gray-purple evil, which was gradually condensing.
In the end, four evil shadows with blue-faced fangs emerged, and their bodies swayed in the air, and the evil spirit made them all resist from the depths of their hearts!
Nan Zhiyan, swooping from the rear, looking at the incapable evil clan who was laughing at Jie Jie, she was also stunned.
Looking at Lan Yuan again, he just struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes focused on the four evil shadows, and his heart burst into anger, burning fiercely!
Why, it clearly killed them all just now!
However, this temperament, it is too familiar, or they are not dead at all!
"Hahaha... My clan should dominate the world, how can you wait for the ants to know that the sky is high and the earth is thick!"
A weird voice sounded. This sound wave seemed to be a kind of repetition. When a person spoke, it seemed that ten thousand people were talking. It was too horrible. It pierced everyone’s eardrums. Lan Yuan’s ears moved and it was very uncomfortable .
"You are the evil race!" Nan Zhiyan pointed to the four incapable bodies, Huarong paled, and cried out, she is so powerful, but she is already nervous, and her whole body is trembling slightly.
"Hmph, what if you know it, you still can't escape, hurry up and grab it, and be my evil race's fertilizer!"
This weird voice resounded ten miles again, very arrogant and cold-blooded.
Lan Yuan opened his mouth and yelled: "Go away—"
Everyone retreated in response, and Lan Yuan burst out and dashed. On the way, his forehead flashed once again, shooting out a crescent-shaped light, shuttled from side to side, and slashed towards the four evil races.
However, its light had just cut them apart, and the next moment, they merged again, restored to their original state, unscathed!
So many people in the Hall of Dreams are completely stunned, their hearts trembled, extremely depressed, desperate, and they are covering them...
In Qiandao Pavilion, Luo Xingchen was fighting fiercely with the four evil races, and the four soul bodies were entwining him. No matter what moves he used, even if these corpses were cut to pieces, they would be able to recover immediately.
If this fight continued, Luo Xingchen's own physical strength was consumed, and the situation was not good.
But at least Luo Xingchen has also changed a little. He attracted all these four incorporeal bodies, so that they had no chance to deal with the people of Qiandao Pavilion.
At this moment, Yuchishan was watching the battle with all the Qiandao Pavilion warriors with excitement and nervousness. They had more than enough heart and lacked enough energy to realize that what Luo Xingchen could do alone, all of them added together, Can't do it.
The four evil races, gathered in a group, spread their teeth and dance their claws, fierce and evil, with anger on their faces.
Luo Xingchen's eyes were cold, holding the sword, at the moment he was only defending but not attacking.
"Crack! This kid is too difficult, we can't deal with him! What should I do?"
"Hmph, he is also human anyhow, and he has physical strength. If we continue to attack, we will slowly consume and consume him!"
"Shoo!"
The gloomy words just came out, outside the Thousand Blades Pavilion, several evil figures flew over, stepping on the floor one after another, and the energy exploded was not weaker than the spiritual image perfection!
"You guys, so stupid? Xing Shifeng, we have already stepped down, you are still inking here!"
These evil races were very arrogant, glanced at a few incorporeal bodies, mockingly said.
"Hmph, standing and talking won't hurt your back, come and try with him!"
A virtual body also retorted with disdain.
"What's so great!" Several people sneered coldly, and instantly joined the team that besieged Luo Xingchen. As a result, eight evil races who were in the same spirit map realm gathered together!
"Look at me, the evil spirit kills the robbery finger!"
With a low drink, an evil race with a physical body poked a finger and pointed at Luo Xingchen's chest. The gloomy luster between the fingers condensed and turned into a terrifying beam of light.
"Whoo!"
Luo Xingchen strolled in the courtyard, his palm invisibly moved the sword body, and suddenly this beam of light touched the sharp edge, Luo Xingchen slashed with his hand, and in an instant, the sword intent of the soul split, and the intent of the sword wind surged out one after another.
Together, they formed an astonishing sword shadow that stretched across the sky and covered the earth.
A chaotic cloak, dense wind blades fell on this evil race!
"laugh!"
"Swish swish!"
With the strong fall of the two sword intents, the evil race's eyes widened in a blink of an eye. His body wanted to hide, but found that he couldn't avoid it. Under this blow, his body burst instantly.
After that, Luo Xingchen, with the same violent aura, killed the other three evil races who had come to support them at a swift speed. Suddenly, their bodies were all beheaded at the same time!
As a result, there were four more incorporeal bodies floating in the air, with blue-faced fangs, and a group of evil spirits surrounding them, which was very terrifying.
"Ah-damn! The body that I finally condensed is gone! Bastard!"
A virtual body that had just wiped out the body suddenly roared with anger, wishing to devour Luo Xingchen.
"Hehe... You finally understand why we did this? Is this kid easy to deal with?"
"Hmph, so what, look at the trick!"
This evil clan's virtual body dispersed into a cloud of evil energy, and rushed to Luo Xingchen's body. Luo Xingchen's eyes were sharp and sneered, and the golden bones passed through Guanghua and wrapped his body.
"Hiss... Aw..."
With a scream, the virtual body crazily turned back, not daring to approach Luo Xingchen, Luo Xingchen surrounded by golden light, evil things are hard to invade, but he frowned, very worried.
If this continues, he would have exhausted his physical strength long ago. At that time, what kind of capital does he have to fight against the evil race
Why is it so difficult to deal with the evil race as if it can't be killed.
Luo Xingchen really wanted to find the answer extremely eagerly.
Soon, he calmed down, closed his eyes, and thought carefully.
The evil race must not be immortal, there must be flaws, otherwise, how did the seniors deal with them
Since the Martyrs of the Human Race can suppress the Evil Clan, the Nether Clan, the Yin Gui Clan, and the Xing Mo Clan, now, as a younger generation, can he deal with the Evil Clan individuals alone
There is a way, there must be a way, then, what is the way
Luo Xingchen closed his eyes tightly and stood still.
The Eight Dao Evil Clan's incorporeal intentions took the opportunity to attack him, so they surged up together!
However, Luo Xingchen was thinking about other things in his heart, but he reacted naturally, moving along with his sword, cutting down the shadow of the giant sword one after another, and the shadow of the sword fell on the eight virtual bodies. They wailed again and again, and their bodies split and avoided. After avoiding, they became one again.
At this moment, Luo Xingchen opened his eyes instantly and saw that these evil race's incorporeal bodies were all savagely with teeth and claws, covering his head, it seemed to be very painful.
Luo Xingchen's eyes lit up!
The corners of his mouth raised and he reunited his fighting spirit, he already understood!
The soul body can be divided. This may be a way for the evil race to dodge.
However, since they need to avoid, it means that they are still afraid, what are they afraid of? Afraid of complete destruction!
As long as he is given a chance, he can completely destroy the souls of these evil races, leaving them no possibility of escape!
The original flaw is so simple.
Luo Xingchen no longer hesitated, his gaze focused on one of them, grinned, smiled slightly, then jumped three feet, and shouted: "Kill-you and other evil races, kill me!"
"Hmm!" A huge sword shadow once again lay in the air, shining in all directions, and threatening the heroes with coercion!
This sword shadow is about twenty feet long, comparable to the power of a strong person in the Spirit Seal Realm, and directly obstructs a cloud layer, like a towering tree, suddenly dumped!
"Hiss! Flash!" The eyes of the evil races were filled with fear, and they quickly moved away!
However, Luo Xingchen smiled coldly, no longer intending to leave them a chance to breathe.
His whole body, relax, close his eyes, as if he was in a vast abyss!
In an instant, he shuttled down like a shadow, this breath, the speed burst, has surpassed the category of the spiritual seal realm powerhouse!
The whole body, silver light mixed with golden light, surround each other, with the luster brought by the abyss-level step, with the great Zhou Tiandi body, three magical bones, and the luster brought by it, with the luster of the soul-splitting sword, and the luster of the wind-slashing sword. This coercion, perfectly blended together, is suffocating.
He rushed to the front of the evil races and blocked their retreat. At this moment, he was a ghost, and they were cowards!
Shaking all over, his eyes widened, and he wanted to flee again.
However, they have no chance!
From here on, Luo Xingchen’s first sword was cut from the eyebrows of an evil race, and the evil race screamed and pierced the lungs. Then it was pierced by the violent brilliance, and the soul was swallowed by silver light. A little bit ceases to exist.
Afterwards, Luo Xingchen's steps were still like ghosts and charms. All the evil clan incorporeal bodies only saw a phantom shadow, and a terrifying shadow flashed past them. Then, a devastating and heavy injury struck!
One after another bright lights, they couldn't see clearly. Before they could react, they were wrapped in Guanghua, swallowed, without resistance, and wanted to split again? That's impossible!
No chance.
About a moment later, the eight evil races were ineffective, one by one, their souls were violently wiped out by Luo Xingchen, completely extinct.
Luo Xingchen put down the sword and was exhausted. He was sweating, sticking the sword upright, holding the hilt, half kneeling on the ground, panting lightly, but with a slight smile.
Evil race, invincible
His sword intent is called Soul Splitting, how can it not split their souls!
After winning this battle, Ke Luo Xingchen was not easy. The abyss level step was completely opened. It was more stamina than the soul-splitting sword intent. He worked hard to recover. He knew that the war had just begun...