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"The Life Soul Lamp, the soul clan's supreme secret skill." Yanri felt his hairs standing on end as a terrible crisis enveloped him.

The Soul Clan is one of the most wonderful races in the world. They have no body but only souls. They are very similar to the ghosts in the Netherworld, but they are not exactly the same. It seems that the Soul Clan has smelted the three souls and seven souls into one body.

The ghosts in the underworld are extremely fragile.

The supreme secret skill of the soul clan is naturally related to the soul. It is said that the ancestor of the soul clan was born with a life soul lamp. This lamp is the best innate treasure, which contains the top flame law and the soul law. If someone extracts a trace of it,

You can use the Life Soul Lamp to ignite the origin of the opponent's soul, and this magic lamp can also continuously extract souls from the person's body. When your soul is completely burned, you will naturally die.

After the ancestor of the soul clan got this magic lamp, one day he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and relied on this life soul lamp to create a very terrifying magical power, which is now the life soul lamp. Although the created magic power cannot be compared to

It is a true innate treasure, but it is also effective against all strong men under the saint. If you cannot kill your opponent before your soul is completely burned, you will really be completely dead.

"Burn! Fire of the soul." In the dark soul, a ray of fire rose up to ignite the power of the soul that had been taken away by the scorching sun.

Almost instantly, Yanri felt that his soul was enveloped by an invisible power of law. The rolling flames ignited his soul. A terrible death crisis made Yanri's heart beat wildly. If he could not kill that soul clan,

It won't be long before your soul will be completely burned.

"A very scary magical power, but you are unlucky to meet me today. The law of the heavens is that time goes backwards." Yanri shouted, and the mysterious power of time came again, but when the power of time enveloped it, a wave of

The violent momentum suddenly erupted, instantly turning back time and shattering it.

"This is,,,, my own power. When did I break through to the Quasi-Saint." Yanri was stunned for a moment, and then stared at the Soul Lamp with an unbelievable look in his eyes. "Ignite my soul, and I will

My cultivation level briefly broke through to Quasi-Saint, and my Law of Time only comprehended the Great Luo Jinxian, which had no effect on me as a Quasi-Saint. What a terrifying Life Soul Lamp, it can restrain almost all the monks in the world."

"Boy, now that your strength has exceeded that of a quasi-sage, the laws of the Da Luo Jinxian realm have very little effect on you. It is impossible to turn back time with this. Today, you stay here and never leave.

." The strong man from the Soul Clan laughed crazily.

"Really? Although the effect of the Law of Time on me is minimal, it is not without any effect. It is enough to double the burning time of my soul. This time is enough for me to kill you." Yanri dodged and turned into a streak.

The stream of light instantly rushed towards the quasi-sage of the Soul Clan, with sharp golden light flashing on his golden fingers. The space was cracked with cracks under his fingers. If he was caught, even the quasi-sage would be directly torn into pieces.

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"Call the wind and rain, all the divine thunders in the sky listen to my command, the thunder and lightning will collide, kill the gods and destroy the demons." Elder Long Yin pointed with his right hand, and the rolling thunder and lightning kept falling down, each thunder and lightning flashed with purple brilliance, and there were wisps of arcs.

It seems like it's about to tear the whole world into pieces.

"Control thunder and lightning, let me go." Yanri's consciousness moved, and part of the lightning that originally struck him suddenly broke away from the team and struck towards the quasi-sage of the soul clan in an instant.

The unsuspecting quasi-saint of the soul race was immediately chopped to pieces, and countless soul powers were scattered. The quasi-saint of the soul race, who was originally solid and almost solid, at this moment, the power of the whole body dropped by 30% almost instantly, and the power of the soul was scattered.

Small arcs of electricity were still flashing on his body.

"Long Yin, don't use your thunder and lightning, otherwise I will be struck to death by your thunder and lightning before I can kill him." The quasi-sage of the Soul Clan yelled. The lightning just now almost killed me.

He achieved the quasi-sage level, which made him depressed to death.

Long Yin seemed to be startled by his own thunder and lightning, and then he remembered that the guy opposite had the power to deprive the other party of control of the law. How could he forget such a powerful magical power?

But at this time, Yanri had already arrived in front of a quasi-sage, his right hand flashed with light, and his golden palm directly hit the quasi-sage on the head.

With a sound of "Bump!", countless red and white things exploded, and the quasi-saint's soul was blown away by Yanri's slap without even escaping.

"What?" Seeing Yan Ri kill a quasi-sage so easily, many powerful men were finally no longer so calm. Before the soul lamp of the soul clan was extinguished, they and others were still in great danger.

!"Everyone, don't use your magical powers to attack, use spiritual treasures. I don't believe that his magical powers can also have an effect on innate spiritual treasures?" Long Yin waved his right hand, and his dragon spear fell into his hands again.

"Take my move and let the thunder dance rapidly."

Countless thunder and lightning instantly rushed into the thunder gun, and suddenly the ancient thunder gun flashed with purple sparks. His figure disappeared instantly like thunder and lightning. The purple gun light suddenly appeared in the air, intertwined into a big net, and headed toward the flames.

The sun shrouded down.

"Are you using your spirit treasure to fight against me? I want to see how strong your spirit treasure is. Go to hell." Yanri actually refused to dodge and ignored the incoming sharp spear. Instead, his

He grabbed Long Yang's shoulders with both hands, and the golden blade appeared again.

But Long Yin's heart was beating violently at this moment. The phoenix before was grabbed by Yanri's hands and torn apart. Now it seems that the other party wants to use his own body to fight for his spiritual treasure, and he also wants to use his own body to fight for his spiritual treasure.

His true body was killed.

"Then let's see if it's your body that's hard or my spear that's sharp." A flash of madness flashed in Long Yin's eyes. The rolling mana kept rushing into the dragon's spear. The crackling thunder and lightning became even more violent, and the space was directly torn apart.

A huge crack opened, spreading towards the top of Yanri's head.

Seeing the sharp spear stabbing Yanri's head rapidly, Long Yin's eyes also showed a hint of joy. He never believed that Yanri's physical body was comparable to the top innate spiritual treasure. Except for the saint, in Long Yin's eyes, absolutely no one could do it.

Resist this thunder spear of your own.

However, just when Long Yin thought he could kill Yan Ri, he saw a flash of sarcasm in Yan Ri's eyes. "Not good." As soon as this thought flashed through Long Yin's mind, he realized that he had originally stabbed Yan Ri.

The dragon spear above the sun's head was actually slightly tilted.

"He can actually control the lightning laws triggered by Lingbao." Just as this thought flashed through Long Yin's mind, Yanri's hands had already grasped his two dragon claws. "My Dragon Clan's body is not as strong as that of the Feng Clan's.

So fragile, the true form of the divine dragon." A thin layer of golden light suddenly appeared on Long Yin's dragon body, and countless dragon patterns appeared on the scales, and a strong and immortal aura was conveyed.

"In front of the martial arts true body, any physical body is rubbish, so what can the dragon clan do? Today I will slay the dragon." The muscles around Yanri's body protruded, countless strange runes flashed, and a terrifying power burst out,

Directly crush the two dragons of Long Yin.

"No." Long Yin suddenly yelled in fear, but facing such a scorching sun, any magical power and spiritual treasure would not be of much use. Unless, unless he self-destructed his own spiritual treasure, this would be enough to deal with the problem.

It causes distance damage.

However, Long Yin himself is so close to here, and the power of Lingbao's self-destruction is definitely not something Long Yin can resist. At that time, he will probably be completely destroyed by the terrifying force of destruction in an instant, and even his soul will escape.

Don't fall off.

"Die!" A flash of madness flashed in Yanri's eyes, and he tore his hands to both sides. The dignified second elder of the dragon clan followed in the footsteps of the Phoenix elder and was torn into two halves by Yanri. Countless dragon blood and dragon bones were thrown towards him.

The continent spread out below, and a giant dragon that was ten thousand feet long lay dead across the continent.

But at this moment, Yanri felt a terrible crisis shrouding him. In the place where Long Yin's true body was before, a ten-foot-long dragon soul stared at Yanri.

"Boy, die with me!" The dragon soul instantly burst out with a strong radiance, and a terrifying force rushed towards the scorching sun. Countless space cracks were like spider webs, densely packed, and the earth, wind, water, and fire emerged crazily, thousands of miles away.

The void turned into chaos,

"Self-destruction," Yan Ri's heart just flashed, and a terrible force hit him instantly, leaving him no time to dodge.

When Long Yin self-destructed, the other quasi-sages also changed their expressions and cursed in their hearts. Long Yin, this guy, obviously died, and he wanted to pull them all down to support him. After all, the Dragon Clan

If a powerful quasi-sage dies, his strength will decrease, and their undead dragon clan will definitely be hit.

But how terrifying is the self-destruction of a quasi-saint, not to mention the self-destruction of a mid-stage quasi-saint. This blow has reached the limit that the quasi-saint realm can withstand, and it is an all-round attack. The terrifying power makes the whole world slightly shaken.

It shook a bit.

The explosion of "Boom!" continues, the space is shattering, the world is collapsing, each black hole bursts out with terrible destructive power, almost spreading destruction to the surroundings like a carpet, and every quasi-sage cannot escape death.

Faced with almost all-round attacks from the saints, there might be a glimmer of hope to resist with all their strength, but they wanted to escape with all their heart.

The most miserable thing is the quasi-sage of the soul tribe. His defense is the worst among many quasi-sages. He doesn't even have a physical body. How can his soul body resist an attack that is almost as good as a saint? Almost in

The moment the power affected him, he was completely obliterated, and Yanri's life soul lamp also completely disappeared with his fall.

"Touch!" "Touch!" "Touch!",,,,,,

Every explosion represents the death of a quasi-sage. Countless blood is scattered across the sky and the earth. The already desolate land is now dyed into a sea of ​​​​blood by countless blood. The howling wind blows, making this place look abnormal.

desolate.

What can a quasi-sage do? No matter how strong he is, if he fails to become a saint, he is still an ant. He will fall after receiving a strong blow, unlike a saint who is immortal.