Son-in-law Dan Zun

"call!"

The wind blew, blowing Luo Wushu's white clothes fluttering, hunting and hunting, chic and extraordinary.

The handsome face, with a faintly confident smile, is as outstanding as an immortal.

But at this moment.

His figure fell in the eyes of Hun Yun and the others, but it was like a devil, making them feel fearful and could not help crawling out.

Even Ning Daofeng, who was holding the nine-stripe dragon divine sword, died in Luo Wushu's hands, what can they do?

"Luo! Nothing! Book!"

Hun Yun raised his head and looked at the invincible white figure in the void, his hideous face was weak.

Luo Wu wrote with a smile, and asked quietly: "You are, do you want to beg for mercy?"

"..."

Hun Yun's expression froze, he had such a thought in his heart, but it was based on the relationship between the two parties.

Is it realistic to ask Luo Wushu to spare his life and spare all the soul halls and artifact sect people present?

At this point, Hun Yun's feeble face forced a look of ruthlessness, and his eyes were full of hostility.

"Luo! Nothing! Book!"

"If you dare to kill us, can you bear the anger of the Soul Palace and the Artifact Sect?"

The voice of the soul cloud seemed to be extremely overbearing.

"As the soul son of the Soul Palace, doesn't your pride come from your own strength, but the Soul Palace behind you?"

Luo Wushu was faintly ironic, and naturally would not take the threat of the soul cloud in his eyes.

At this time, I still want to use the Soul Palace and the Artifact Sect to frighten and intimidate it. Is this reality?

Luo Wushu lifted his palm, and suddenly there was an overwhelming icy blue flame with a wave of destruction, shrouded towards the soul cloud.

The terrible flame fluctuations made the scalps of many figures numb, full of fear.

Because just now, Ning Daofeng fell under that flame.

Moreover, the limbs were nearly broken, and the death was terrible.

"what……"

Under the flames, a sorrowful scream came from the mouth of Hun Yun.

He wanted to refute Luo Wushu's words, but he didn't know where to refute.

After devouring the Jiuyoutian illusion, the Fentian Ice Blue Flame not only possessed the power of the illusion.

Its power has also become much stronger, and it is not the same.

"Save Brother Yun!"

Above the void, Han Yihan shouted coldly.

His voice was mixed with a touch of horror and horror. There was no such thing as before, chatting and laughing.

However, this cold shout did not receive the slightest response...

Although Han Yihan is the Young Master of the Qi Sect, he has limited enchantment.

He knew Ning Daofeng's strength very well.

Even when he didn't use the nine-stripe dragon divine sword, he was better than him.

However, Ning Daofeng, blessed by the nine-stripe dragon sword, is not Luo Wushu's opponent, how can he be?

Besides, let alone dealing with Luo Wushu, Ye Luojin in front of him was the guy he couldn't deal with.

"With your little strength, I am embarrassed to say to save people, why don't you let people come to you?"

Ye Luo smiled sarcastically.

He held a king-level magical tool Fang Tian painted a halberd, pierced the void with a halberd, punishing Han Yihan.

The magic weapon in Han Yihan's hand was a **** sword, which reflected a bloodthirsty light under his eyes.

The sword swept through the void and intersected with Fang Tian's painting of a halberd. Suddenly, an astonishing scene happened.

Originally, they were just two people between the first and second, and the head-on collision turned out to be a one-sided situation.

Han Yihan's figure was forced back under Fang Tian's painting of a halberd, and the chic and extraordinary figure looked extremely embarrassed.

the other side.

The battlefield between Mo Fan and Soulshang is also thrilling, hard to separate, seemingly equal, no one can do anything.

Of course, this is because there are still people from the Soul Palace who are on the sidelines at any time, making Mo Fan overwhelmed.

Otherwise, it is not that Mo Fan can't help but lose his soul.

However, for Mo Fan, it can be said to be sufficient.

Anyway, Luo Wushu has already achieved a decisive victory. It is hard to say, what accident will happen again, and the situation will become uncertain again.

As for the battlefield between Demon Moon and Soul Power, it is also difficult to separate.

Under the interference of the rest of the soul hall, Yao Yue did not have any advantage.

But as far as it is concerned, as long as Luo Wushu resolves the soul cloud, it is tantamount to keeping the cloud open and seeing the moonlight.

In this battle, the victory has been decided.

As for the battlefield where Lin Qifan and Hunqi are located, Lin Qifan, who has erupted in the power of "Nine Heavens Imperial Art", has already gained an absolute advantage.

When Luo Wushu enveloped the figure of the soul cloud with the burning sky and ice blue flame, the mind of the soul Qi fell directly.

Then, Lin Qifan seized the opportunity, suppressed it, vomiting blood in his mouth, his breath became weak.

"how so?"

The expressions of the rest of the soul hall and the powerhouse of the instrument sect were all changed.

Is this worse, or is it defeated like a mountain?

"boom!"

No one can answer the doubts in their hearts. At this moment, Lin Qifan's life soul pagoda once again smashed down, completely smashing the figure of Soul Qi to the ground, turning powerless.

"kill!"

Upon seeing this, all the experts in Tianxuan Academy roared out a voice of victory and pursuit.

The sound was rolling and deafening.

For a while, the people of the Soul Palace and the Artifact Sect fell into a short-term decline.

Just as the two armies are at war, momentum is especially important.

At this time, the soul hall and the device sect were already defeated, and naturally they became unable to resist the battle formation formed by the strong of the Tianxuan Academy.

Luo Wushu's gaze only swept the battlefield before he rushed directly into the blue flames of Burning Sky and ice, once again using the Big Swallowing technique to swallow the power of the soul cloud.

Hun Yun screamed, but he didn't wait for the sound of error in his mouth.

Luo Wushu also stabbed his mouth with a sword, depriving him of the right to speak.

The vast world is full of tragic breath.

Even the strong of Tianxuan Academy had never thought that this battle would be so easy to win.

They didn't even play an important role.

Whether it is Luo Wushu or his brothers, in this human emperor ruins, they seem to have the power to kill all enemies.

Soon, the Fentian Ice Blue Flame dissipated.

The soul cloud swallowed and lost his life, falling powerless from the void.

Seeing this scene, an even weaker despair shrouded all the soul halls and the powerhouses.

But Luo Wushu did not continue to give them room for despair.

Behind him, the gorgeous golden-winged roc bird's wings flickered, and Luo Wushu's figure flew by in the void, as fast as lightning.

Bright red splashed out one after another, falling under the purple blood sword continuously.

After devouring the power of Ning Daofeng and Soul Cloud, Luo Wushu's strength obviously improved a lot again.

Especially Ning Daofeng in the early stage of devouring the human emperor realm, which greatly improved Deluo Wushu's cultivation.

Today, the distance from the human king realm is only a thin line away.

"Do not……"

Several tragic voices sounded again.

The figures of Han Yihan, Hunshang and others also fell bitterly one after another.

As for their threats, no one really cares about it.

The two sides are in a situation of endless death, don't they have any room for reversal if they don't kill?