Super Soldier King

On the other hand, these five ghosts were fed by him with blood essence and blood bit by bit after spending a hundred years.

Now that it is so simple and gone, how can Tai Song not feel sad?

Even if it is a cultivator who has glimpsed the realm of Dao, who can spend hundreds of years squandering it?

But he, Tai Song, would not just let Ye Qian go. He planted an explosion charm in each of the five ghosts, so that even if a ghost cultivator took away his five ghosts and wiped out his spirit With the imprint of power, he can also activate the explosion spell, causing the five ghosts to explode, causing the opponent to suffer a dull loss.

Now it seems to be the last moment. Seeing the last skeleton peeking into the Dao realm was also chopped into bones by Ye Qian, his heart skipped a beat.

It hasn't exploded at this time, do you still imagine that you have a chance to take back the five ghosts?

Tai Song turned his back, secretly pinched a charm, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said to himself darkly: "I still want to take my five ghosts, and I will blow you up to the sky later!"

"Oh? Want me to blow it up to the sky? I'm afraid it's a bit difficult!"

Ye Qian's voice sounded behind Tai Song, and his hand lightly patted Tai Song's shoulder.

Tai Song's heart jumped, and he turned his head to look, Ye Qian had an inscrutable smile on his face, and there seemed to be something in his palm that patted his shoulder.

"Fellow Daoist Tai Song, don't be nervous, I'm here to return something to you..."

Ye Qian almost burst into a smile, "When I received your five ghosts just now, I found that there were five more spells inside. I'm a little ignorant, and I don't know what the spells do, so return them to me first." Hello, no thanks, no thanks, this is what I should do..."

After speaking, Ye Qian stepped back quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he had already retreated three or four miles away.

Tai Song glanced down, and saw no more than five familiar talismans on his shoulders, and immediately burst into tears, and these talismans began to shine with dots of light.

If someone told him at this time that there is a way to temporarily cancel the spells that have been issued, he, Tai Song, would have to learn it even if he lost his fortune!

But there is no such thing in the world!

"Boom! Boom!..."

A series of five explosions sounded in the field, and Tai Song, a big black man, was directly covered by the dust raised by the five explosions.

Ye Qian remained dignified, without the slightest sense of relaxation of victory.

Because his keen mental power could detect that this Tai Song was not dead at all, on the contrary, his coercion had been rising all the time.

From the beginning of the late stage of the eighth level of the Taoist Realm, it has directly risen to the peak of the eighth level of the Taoist Realm, and even has a vague feeling of breaking through the eighth level of the Taoist Realm.

Sure enough, there is still a backhand!

Ye Qian raised his hand and made a saber strike, and a long saber aura blasted towards the position where Tai Song was standing.

"clang!"

There was a sound of metal collision, and Ye Qian's saber energy disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea.

There was a dignified expression on his face. At the same time as the saber energy disappeared, he unexpectedly noticed six or seven practitioners who were around the seventh or eighth level of the Dao Peeping Realm. Strength!

Where did Tai Song find these helpers?

After the smoke cleared, Tai Song's whole figure was revealed.

However, half of his left arm was blown off, while his right hand pinched a strange spell and fell to the ground.

Beside him, there are four cultivators who are at the eighth level of the Dao Realm, and two practitioners who are at the eighth level of the Dao Realm, and the cultivator squatting in the front is the strength of the early stage of the ninth level of the Dao Realm!

The cultivator stood up slowly and took the lead.

He was carrying a wooden stick, and a thick wolf tail was dragging behind his buttocks.

These cultivators include those of the monster race, human race, and even ghost cultivators who are haunted by ghosts.

But these people, without exception, have lost their spiritual power, that is to say, they are all... puppets!

Tai Song's eyes were closed tightly, his face was bloodless, and the pain of his broken arm caused him to lose most of his blood.

He grinned and shouted: "My surname is Wang, I know you are relatively restrained in exercises like spiritual power, so I gave you such a big meal, hehe, are you satisfied?"

Ye Qian rolled his eyes, and his eyes swept over these slow-moving puppets.

He shouted loudly: "These cultivators are all masters of the Dao Peering Realm in Nanzhou, right? After they died, you sacrificed their corpses to make puppets. You are really amazing!"

"Acceptance, acquiescence!" Tai Song's face was a little smug, "These are all my former enemies, or were ambushed and killed by me, there are all kinds of sects and sects, you can try it!"

"Don't tell me you're not afraid of other people's jealousy when you use this trick in public?"

"What bullshit taboo? I have the ability to kill them, sir, so of course I can refine them into puppets for my master to command!"

Ye Qian pointed at these puppets and shouted: "That number three, I remember you are from the pylorus, right? Look at the one behind with three small flags on his body and a black flag in his hand, is it yours?" Which senior uncle?"

"And that No. 6, the disc-shaped magic weapon you just activated, and the female puppet at the eighth level of Dao Realm at the back are a set of magic weapons, right?"

Being broken by Ye Qian in such a small way, those cultivators who watched coldly were immediately blown up.

Of course they know that among these puppets, there are fellow practitioners of their own, but how dare they say it at this time?

Do you want everyone in the world to know that the Dao Peering Realm expert from the same sect was killed by the black-faced man who was fighting martial arts below, and was refined into a puppet for the enemy?

No matter which sect this matter is placed in, it is a shameful scandal!

It's just that when Ye Qian said it at this time, they had no choice but to show an angry expression.

While turning around in the air, Ye Qian shouted at Ji Wuzi and Zhou Yu: "Seniors, don't you care about such things as killing people and stealing goods? Are you not afraid that your future disciples and grandchildren will suffer from this Tai Song?" persecution!"

Zhou Yu turned around and said coldly: "Since this is a duel, it must be handled according to the method of a duel, without delay!"

Ye Qian looked at Wu Zi again, this upright and respected cultivator didn't even have the slightest embarrassment on his face, instead he expressed a businesslike meaning, "Ye Qian! The duel continues, what you said It's all off-site grievances, after the duel, everyone will settle it, but the rules here must not be delayed!"

When Wu Wuzi said this, the practitioners of several sects who were still on the verge of making a move just now also fell silent.

No one wants to find some discomfort on themselves at this time.

Xie Lingyang laughed in Ye Qian's heart and said, "I just saw your move, and thought it was so clever. Do you think those big bosses will support you? Wake up, they are used to these things, I have already cut away the distracting thoughts of the world of mortals, what is right and evil, in fact, they are all of the same nature, as long as it is beneficial to them, even if they abandon their wives, they will go to bed, and if there is no help for them, they will hang on to nothing... ..."

The talkative Xie Lingyang was telling the truth. Of course, Ye Qian didn't want to get any help from the outside world, he just prepared time for himself to accumulate strength!

After an incense stick of effort passed, everyone found that Ye Qian was just running around, and this kid didn't dare to resist the attack of Tai Song's puppet army!

Someone got impatient on the spot, and shouted at Wuzi: "Senior Wuzi, this kid has clearly shown that he has no strength to fight, why don't we just eliminate him, so as not to waste everyone's time."

The one who shouted was the practitioner who had already won before.

And there are also practitioners who have not yet fought in the duel, and they scoff at this statement.

"Senior Wuzi, maybe he is planning some bottom-of-the-box moves? Such a negative judgment is hasty!"

Of course they don't want to play early, they are eager to accumulate some strength and make more preparations.

Wu Wuzi looked at Zhou Yu, and Zhou Yu cursed in his heart, this old slicker of Huangjimen will always look at him when he decides to offend others, as if he wished him to be the first to offend others.

But whether it's a good face or a good face, he doesn't have the heart to care about it.

He was just a cultivator at the eighth level of Dao Realm, even if he was at his peak, Zhou Yu didn't take him seriously.

"Counting down to dozens, Ye Qian, if you don't do anything again, you will be judged as a loser!"

Zhou Yu was not joking, his fingertips had already begun to condense into a cloud of lavender snow.

The frightening power in this snowstorm group, no one would doubt that it can directly kill a cultivator who can see the eighth level of Dao Realm.

"scold!"

Ye Qian, who was moving around, suddenly snarled, raised one hand above his head, and the Dao Bing Huasheng knife spun in a tacit understanding, circling around his fingertips.

"open!"

Ye Qian looked at the puppets that were rushing towards him, his whole body was victorious, the five imps were crushed by his coercion, and then five pure spiritual powers were directly injected into the Dao Bing Huasheng Knife , This long knife shone with a frightening light.

"Whoosh!"

The coercion of Dao Bing's Transformation Saber opened up a field of sword energy, which directly surrounded the duel venue.

"broken!"

Ye Qian opened his lips and spit out this word.

The next moment, the saber energy was withdrawn, and the entire duel field sank ten feet into the ground!

And Tai Song and his puppets have disappeared.

Everyone who seemed to be in a dream quickly searched with their mental strength, and sure enough, there was no trace of them.

Even the two skull hatchets disappeared, and the battle that just happened seemed to have never existed at all.

Wu Wuzi searched with his own mental strength, and made sure that Tai Song was not hiding, nor was Ye Qian hiding his breath with some secret method.

It is true that there is no such thing as Tai Song.

Zhou Yu also nodded slightly, Ye Qian's last blow, the strength of its domain was enough to knock down the practitioners who were in the early stage of the Ninth Level of Peeping Dao Realm.

Ji Wuzi directly announced: "This round, Ye Qian wins! The next round, No. 8!"