Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 1802 the soul really does not return

"Haha, return his body in the same way, who is Han Yu's opponent in the same realm?" Feng Aotian smiled.

"Monsters and demons, want to spy on my righteousness, dreaming foolishly!"

On the right side, many people have completely relieved their minds, although now they have two wins and two losses. But there is no need to be afraid of Han Yu. At this moment, Han Yu is undoubtedly a peerless hero in the eyes of many passionate young people and young women.

Seeing Han Yu gradually establish a heroic image in the right way, Lin Daoxuan and other people who hate Han Yu deeply felt extremely uncomfortable. They were even so vicious that they would rather lose the two places in the north in one day than the right way, than Han Yu would win and show off.

The leaders of the Monster Race, the Demon Cult, and the Yuxu Sacred Palace secretly discussed quickly, and now the two sides have two wins and two losses, the victory of this fifth game is very important and must be won.

"The injury Han Yu suffered before is absolutely true, and then he fought Prince Peng again. At this time, he must have been sluggish, not to be afraid!"

"Our demon cult's soul can fight him if it is not returned, and it will definitely win this victory!"

On the right side of the sect, the hearts of the big overlords were actually a little worried, not knowing Han Yu's current situation, and fearing that Han Yuqiang would continue. But Han Yu just won two games, and no one dared to ask him about the truth.

Han Yu quietly looked at the other party's people discussing, and quickly recovered the refining and chemical medicinal materials. The longer the other party discussed, the better it would be for him.

"Look, Han Yu is refining medicinal materials for healing."

"The speed at which the Sky Swallowing Demon can swallow medicinal materials is unimaginable. We can't give him too much time."

"That's it, let the soul not return to the battle!"

Among the demons, came out a man with a slender figure like a bamboo pole and a pale face like a dead corpse. His eyes were cold like a poisonous snake, looking like an evil spirit walking in the dark.

"The Demon Cult Soul does not return, come and learn!" The soul did not return and flew up, walking towards Han Yu step by step.

"The soul does not return? It seems that you really did not return today!" Meng Zuisheng said sarcastically.

When the soul did not return, he ignored Meng Zuisheng and stared at Han Yu faintly, like a falcon staring at its prey, with sharp eyes.

"The soul of Jiuyuan Earth Discharger can definitely bring my magic skills to the next level!" The unreturned voice was sharp and piercing, which made people very disgusted to hear it.

Han Yu ignored him, refining and refining medicinal materials quietly, every minute and every second was very important to him.

Suddenly a killing light flashed in the eyes of the dead, and his body shook. Suddenly, a scream came out of his body, and then people saw that a person who was like a vicious ghost never had his soul. The back of Gui came out. Roaring around the unreturned soul, his face is very hideous.

"War soul? Damn it, how many souls have been refined before this is the battle soul?" Feng Aotian gritted his teeth.

"This kind of devil that harms lives must be wiped out!" Countless people showed hatred.

A series of battle souls rushed out of the body of the soul not returning, and after a while, thirty-one battle souls wrapped him, making him look like a walking peerless demon. Each of those battle souls was extremely ferocious, and each of the calls made people numb.

"kill!"

Suddenly, there was a cold and sharp cry of killing in the dead mouth. Those war souls screamed and killed Han Yu.

Thirty-one battle souls, like thousands of troops rushing through, the momentum is too terrifying.

Han Yu stopped refining the medicinal materials, and a terrifying killing appeared in his eyes, and his vitality was injected into the Qi Tianjia, urging the formation shield, and then Han Yu rushed into the army of war spirits.

"Boom boom boom..."

Han Yu kept rushing forward and only shot at the battle spirits in front. Those battle spirits that went to the side and back did not care at all. They let those battle spirits hit the formation shield, and the formation shield shattered several times, Han Yu again immediately propped up the shield.

"He is going to die!"

The eyes of the people in the Yaozu, Mozu, and Yuxu Sacred Palace all lit up.

Before Han Yu's attack was so fierce, it was the first time that it was mainly defense like this. The only thing they could think of was that Han Yu was already at the end of the battle.

There are many people on the righteous sect side who are worried. Isn't this like Han Yu's combat style?

It was the saint of Yaochi, with a small smile on her mouth, and her **** on her chest.

Han Yu opened his fist, rushing out of the encirclement of the battle spirit, and immediately displayed the Tyrannosaurus Qi. A golden dragon gas rushed out from his forehead, turned into a big dragon, and slammed into the soul without return.

The roar of the Tyrannosaurus shook the earth, and the terrifying aura made the soul skip brows.

"Catch the thief first!"

At this moment, many people realized that the reason why Han Yu didn't go head-to-head with the battle souls was to capture the king. As long as the souls did not return, those battle souls were not to be feared.

Unreturned Soul hurriedly displayed a Celestial Intermediate Supernatural Ability that collided with the Tyrannosaurus, and was smashed by the Tyrannosaurus Qi. Finally, the Decepticons slammed into the body of the Unreturned Soul, spitting blood out of the Unreturned Soul. , The body is cracked.

"laugh!"

At this moment, a long spear entwined with dragon energy burst into the air, taking the head of the dead.

"stop!"

The master of the magic sect was shocked.

"Boom!"

The soulless head exploded, and Han Yu's spear fell down, smashing his body to pieces.

"boom!"

At the same time, Han Yu displayed a patterned storm, and instantly wiped out the blood and flesh of the dead, making him unable to live.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and everyone was a little dazed.

Just now Han Yu also showed a tendency to fall behind. He didn't expect that once he shot, it would be a lore.

"what!"

After the masters of the demon sect reacted, each screamed, one of them hit Han Yu with a punch.

"Boom!" In an instant, the terrifying aura of Wu Sheng's early stage Huaxing Seventh Layer swept the sky, shaking the earth.

Suddenly, an elegant figure appeared in front of Han Yu, and Palace Master Jade Lake took a palm and caught the opponent's punch lightly.

"Do you want to cause a **** battle between the two sides? I am afraid that the senior will be the first to destroy the Demon Cult by then!" Palace Master Yaochi looked at the master of the Demon Cult coldly.

The people of the demon sect trembled and never dared to do anything again.

"Boom boom..."

Those battle souls burst into pieces one after another after the death of their master, and soon disappeared.

The Palace Master of Yaochi turned around and nodded to Han Yu, handed Han Yu an appreciative look, and returned to the righteous camp with a move.

"The boss was merciful to both Xuanwu and Prince Peng just now. This time he resolutely killed his soul and he did not return. It seems that he hates the Demon Cult!" Meng Zuisheng secretly said.

The demons and demons were instantly shrouded in dark clouds. Five games, Zhengdao won three games, as long as they lose one more game, they can only continue to shrink in the northern wilderness.

"Who will fight!"

Han Yu's back, his eyes swept across the opponent's camp coldly. As soon as this remark came out, the masters of the other party's late martial arts trembled.

Can Han Yu fight again?