Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"ah--!

Suddenly, the beautiful mouse spirit let out a scalp-numbing scream.

This monster, whose strength is not inferior to that of Dapeng, was actually bitten by the cursed nightmare.

Her front body was wrapped in a blood-red curse.

This scene looks very terrifying.

Originally there were people approaching to snatch the Cursed Nightmare, but at this time they were so frightened that they backed away.

They are weighing their own strength.

Even this mouse was treated so badly that it probably wouldn't survive. How could anyone else survive?

"ah--!"

The rat spirit was still screaming, her eyes had turned blood red, and she couldn't control herself at all.

"You all go to hell!"

She had obviously lost herself and was completely controlled by the cursed nightmare, attacking wildly and wildly. The nearby killing blood beasts would turn into blood-red liquid in an instant when touched by the cursed nightmare, which looked too scary.

"Join hands and kill her! Later, whoever has the ability will suppress her!"

Hun Miaomiao said coldly.

"good!"

Everyone can see that the rat spirit controlled by the cursed nightmare is very terrifying. If everyone cannot join forces, it will be impossible to control it.

Moreover, in the process, the power of the cursed nightmare can also be weakened.

"kill!"

All the masters joined forces to attack the rat spirit, but Ling Xiao did not participate.

Dapeng also did not participate.

Those who took action were all people from the three major temples.

Because even if they control the rat spirit, their chances of getting the cursed nightmare are very low.

People from the three major temples still accounted for the majority.

And now those who are left are all nine-ring supreme gods.

Finally, the siege of nearly a hundred nine-ring supreme gods killed the rat spirit. The cursed nightmare broke away from the rat spirit and became much weaker.

The threat is obviously not as great as before.

"This thing belongs to me!"

Suddenly, Hun Miaomiao grabbed her hand and took the cursed nightmare directly in her hand.

She wanted to put this thing directly into the small world or the storage ring, but she couldn't do it at all. The resistance of the cursed nightmare was extremely strong.

Unless it can be suppressed, no one can conquer it.

"What a beautiful thought!"

Seeing that Hun Miaomiao got the cursed nightmare, people who were originally united became enemies.

"Xuantian Divine Seal!"

Master Xuantian suddenly took action, and one of the divine seals fell into the void.

Directly taking action is the nine-star supreme artifact.

"snort."

Hun Miaomiao snorted coldly and threw something out of her hand, which was her magic weapon, the Soul-fixing Pearl.

Directly immobilize the soul of Lord Xuantian.

Although she can only stay still for a moment, it can create opportunities for her to escape.

She turned and ran away.

Now that the cursed nightmare has become weak, with her strength, as long as there is a quiet place, she can definitely suppress this thing.

"Can you escape? Sweep away thousands of troops with sticks!"

Wu Shenfeng took action, with a long stick in his hand, which was also a nine-star supreme artifact, and he waved it directly, covering the entire void.

"Ghost Cloak!"

Hun Miaomiao used her magic weapon again.

The cloak turned into a silver spirit and actually blocked a blow for her.

"Hmph, do you have more magic weapons than me? Black Wind Gourd!"

Wu Shenfeng flew out a gourd directly, and the black wind blew out. Hun Miaomiao really had no choice this time. Suddenly, she grabbed the cursed nightmare in her hand and hacked it out.

When Black Wind encountered the cursed nightmare, they were all defeated.

Shobu Kamikaze was startled.

However, Hun Miaomiao was attacked by Dapeng after all.

Dapeng's lightning-like speed directly knocked Hun Miaomiao away, and also knocked out the cursed nightmare.

"Immortal fire chain, put it away!"

When Ling Xiao saw this opportunity, how could he not seize it and directly release the fairy fire chain, entangling the cursed nightmare.

His Immortal Fire Chain is a one-star divine emperor weapon.

Cursed Nightmare is nothing more than a two-star divine emperor weapon.

It should still be able to get entangled.

However, Qi Tianyu became anxious when he saw this scene.

"Tianyu Sword!"

A long sword like a feather shot out and pierced Ling Xiao.

This Qi Tianyu is not weak, even Ling Xiao does not dare to be careless.

Just as he was about to resist, he heard a haunting voice.

"Let me out and I'll help you!"

Ling Xiao thought about it and released his soul.

Hun Qianluo had an umbrella in his hand and opened it directly, blocking Qi Tianyu's attack.

Ling Xiao easily took away the cursed nightmare.

"Walk!"

After getting the cursed nightmare, Ling Xiao was ready to leave.

"Woman, you are seeking death! Soul-binding lock!"

Wu Shenfeng over there came to his senses at this time, released a rope, entangled the soul, and pulled it in front of him.

At this time, the soul was entangled all over the body, unable to move.

"Boy, hand over the cursed nightmare, or I will kill her."

Wu Shenfeng sneered.

"He doesn't dare to kill me, my mother won't let him go!"

The soul wandered around and said: "You hurry up and leave!"

"Noisy!"

Wu Shenfeng tightened his hands and let out an astonishing scream from his soul.

"for you!"

Although the cursed nightmare is very important to Ling Xiao, it is not as important as a human life. What's more, the soul has saved him many times. He is not the kind of ungrateful person.

"Humph, you're a good boy!"

After getting the Cursed Nightmare, Wu Shenfeng didn't bother to worry about it.

After all, Hun Qianluo is from the Soul Palace, and it would be very troublesome for him to kill Hun Qianluo.

"ah--!"

However, at this moment, he suddenly screamed and his eyes widened hugely.

Behind him stood a blood-red figure.

That is the body of the Son of God.

Ling Xiao would not use his external avatar easily, but this time, he was angry.

The body of the Son of God is a God-Emperor-level existence. The Martial God Feng is just a nine-ring supreme god. How can he resist the terrifying attack.

He died tragically on the spot and all his treasures were confiscated.

Then, the body of the Son of God disappeared.

No one even knew it was Ling Xiaoxia's hand.

However, Ling Xiao has already moved, once again obtained the cursed nightmare, and then took the soul into the world of Tyrant.

But things like just now can't happen again.

"Hey, everyone, I'm so lucky!"

Ling Xiao sneered.

Everyone was also shocked.

"Who took action just now?"

"I've seen it before. It was a very scary blood shadow. It has killed many people!"

"That's right, I've seen it too, and it's said to be some kind of beast hunter!"

This is what Ling Xiao wants.

Let these people mistakenly think that the body of the Son of God is the hunter of the beast god, and they will not doubt him.

"You, a little supreme god, actually want to control me?"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the cursed nightmare, cold and arrogant.

"Nao Nao, even a mere weapon spirit dares to resist me and is seeking death!"

Ling Xiao said coldly, and at the same time released the power of God to suppress it.

However, in the eyes of others, Ling Xiao had already been wrapped in the cursed blood around his arm, and then spread towards his whole body.

Ling Xiao seemed to have no choice at all.

"Don't worry, this kid is overestimating his capabilities and wants to suppress the Cursed Nightmare. When he is completely controlled, we will kill him and continue to weaken the power of the Cursed Nightmare!"

Hun Miaomiao sneered.

He would not thank Ling Xiao for saving her daughter. In her eyes, the cursed nightmare was much more important than her daughter.