Dragon Soul Pill Emperor

After a punch.

The billowing air wave swept out, if it weren't for the formation of isolation around the battle platform, the onlookers would have suffered.

Xiang Wentian's body tossed around in the air and landed steadily ten meters away.

When he looked at Lin Hao again, his expression became more solemn.

The faintly numb right hand told him to be careless.

Yuan Dan realm Fifth Stage punch, unexpectedly can burst out of power comparable to the king realm, it is incredible.

Lin Hao took two steps back, stabilized his figure, and was ready to show some strength in his heart.

Facing the King Realm, it wasn't the scum of the Yuan Dan realm just now.

If you accidentally capsize in the gutter, that would be funny.

Cang!

A golden sound sounded, and Xiang Wentian suddenly sacrificed a golden spear.

On the gun body, the cold light bloomed, and Cheng Liang's gun head was faintly with a trace of purple liquid.

The golden gun and poisonous dragon, as the name suggests.

"Poison? It should be the beast soul!"

Lin Hao's gaze was like a torch, and he saw the clue at a glance, the golden gun was carrying toxins and a vicious atmosphere.

"Boom!" Xiang Wentian dragged the gun with one hand, and suddenly stepped out, the hard stone slab suddenly cracked like a cobweb.

The next moment, the whole person is like a poisonous snake hunting out.

The golden spear showed its cold light, shining with a strange light, and pierced Lin Hao.

"Om—"

Lin Hao exuded a sword chanting and trembling sound, and the two fingers that were close together spouted sharp sword light, like a three-foot green front in his hand.

Suddenly, the spear struck, and Lin Hao raised his hand and cut out diagonally with a sword.

"clang!"

Jin Ge trembled, and the surging Sword intent instantly shook off the oncoming golden spear.

The long spear in Xiang Wentian's hand pierced up into the air. At this moment, the middle door was wide open, but there was a trace of dark bird in his eyes.

Lin Hao pierced his chest with two fingers close together.

"Hmph!" A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Xiang Wentian's mouth, and he even sneered in his heart.

Seeing that Lin Hao's sword light was already reflected on his chest, a fierce blue-eyed viper suddenly appeared on the golden spear.

The blue-eyed viper is his soul.

At this moment, the body swayed like a flash of green lightning, biting directly at Lin Hao's neck.

Those sharp fangs were covered with purple venom.

If you are bitten by a poisonous snake, the toxin will spread, and you will be paralyzed instantly.

"Sure enough, the soul has been integrated into the weapon in advance!"

Lin Hao paused for a moment, and Yu Guang looked at the blue-eyed viper that shot out obliquely.

Immediately, his thoughts flashed, and the purple gold dragon soul suddenly lit up.

The blue-eyed viper struck, and the purple golden dragon soul instantly killed Lin Hao's shoulder.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by the sound of the dragon chant, the purple dragon soul opened its blood basin and directly bit the blue-eyed viper's neck.

Compared with the huge body of more than thirty meters in the Purple Dragon Soul, the eight-meter body of the green-eyed viper is nothing to mention.

In an instant, Xiang Wentian's blue-eyed viper was rubbed against the ground by Lin Hao's purple and golden dragon soul.

At the same time, the sword light at Lin Hao's fingertips bloomed and advanced again.

Xiang Wentian's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly closed his gun to block.

"clang!"

The sharp sword light fell on the golden spear, and a clear and sweet metallic sound sounded.

A powerful force poured out, Xiang Wentian held guns in both hands and slid backwards with his feet touching the ground.

Gliding all the way to the edge of the battle platform, the soles of the shoes were worn through to stabilize the figure.

"Puff!" Xiang Wentian sprayed out a mouthful of red blood, and immediately knelt on one knee.

His blue-eyed poisonous snake soul had already been bitten off by Lin Hao's purple golden dragon soul.

The soul was hit hard, and even the body was hit hard.

The surging blood rushed into the heart madly.

It wasn't until the severely wounded soul turned into a ray of green light and returned to the body that it eased a little bit.

A simple and dangerous collision, the judgement was settled.

The victory has already been divided. As a senior, Lin Hao will naturally not take advantage of the victory and chase.

The purple gold dragon soul also turned into a cloud of purple gold light, returning from his shoulders to his back.

Those calm eyes stared at the embarrassed opponent, and Lin Hao had no fluctuations in his heart.

"Fuck, the purple and gold dragon just now is."

"Impossible, it can never be the soul!"

"There is no soul power fluctuation unique to the original soul, it should not be the original soul!"

"My mother, is it Martial Skill"

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There was a heated discussion in the audience, and they were all startled by Lin Hao's talented Zijin Dragon Soul.

However, people only noticed Bufan, the purple dragon soul, but ignored the kendo will that has been cultivated to perfection.

Dao Qing Ling and a man and a woman around him are among the few people who have noticed the will of kendo.

The three of them looked ugly, and their eyes were full of fear.

Poor Xiang Wentian, he didn't even use the Martial Skill, and he chose to use the soul of the soul, but he was hit hard.

Not reconciled, not reconciled!

Xiang Wentian knelt on one knee and raised his eyes slightly, staring at Lin Hao with a pair of sullen eyes.

Anger, humiliation, unwillingness, all kinds of negative emotions surged up.

"Damn it, I haven't lost yet!" Xiang Wentian roared angrily, and immediately culled out again like a poisonous snake.

Sen's piercing killing intent burst out, and instantly enveloped Lin Hao.

"Go to hell!"

Three stacks of waves!

Xiang Wentianyi spear thrust out, and the majestic spear intent poured out frantically, like a turbulent sea, one wave after another.

It can be described as awe-inspiring to kill, with continual stamina!

"It's a low-grade Martial Skill, this superimposed wave of Qi is a great success!"

"Huh, Brother Xiang is really a genius among geniuses!"

"Now, how should The Underworld Shura respond?"

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Different from what everyone thought, Qingling Taoist's complexion changed drastically.

The fate of the talented Li Feihong seemed to be a bloody lesson.

At this point, Qingling Taoist hurriedly shouted to the stage, "Senior's men are merciful!"

However, it was too late.

Under Shura's mask was Lin Hao's wicked smile.

He put his fingers together, and the sharp sword light of Sen Leng was already gushing out.

Almost instantly, the aura of killing climbed to its peak.

Annihilation!

Lin Hao used two fingers as a sword, and suddenly pierced out with a sword.

Suddenly, the endless sword glow spewed out, and a force of dying bloomed quietly.

Zi Zi Zi!

In the face of the surging waves of gun intent, the power of nirvana contained in the sword's light smashed and decayed.

In the blink of an eye, he broke through the stamina of the gun.

"Puff!"

A wisp of Sword Qi burst out, piercing Xiang Wentian's abdomen in an instant.

At this moment, the picture seemed to freeze.

Xiang Wentian held the gun in one hand, hovering in the low altitude, still maintaining the posture of shooting the gun.

Tick!

A drop of red blood dripped from his abdomen, and the turbulent aura instantly collapsed.

"Pump!" Xiang Wentian fell to the ground like a discouraged ball.

"You complete Sword intent!"

Under the devastating death Sword Qi, blood was sprayed into Wentian's mouth.

Lin Hao quickly converged the Sword intent and turned to look at Taoist Qingling.

"Sorry, you are too slow!"

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