God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 1677 Bloody Battle (3)

"No, stop them!"

The group of people came to their senses, but Yue Qingcheng and the two of them entered the stone palace quickly.

brush!

The Great Elder turned around and appeared at the gate of the stone hall, blocking their way.

"Go away! Old man!"

Several people used their supernatural powers to stimulate the power of different bloodlines, and besieged the Great Elder Xiang.

However, what kind of person is the Great Elder? Perhaps Yan Che has studied the Stone Soul Dynasty for many years and found some ways to defend against soul power, but apart from soul power, he is also a strong purple spirit!

Bang bang bang!

There were several sounds, and countless blood spattered.

"This old man is the No. 1 of the Stone Soul Dynasty. Let's not confront him head-on. Let the people of the Stone Soul Dynasty bite the dog!"

The Great Elder's expression was slightly chilled. Could it be that besides Xiao Jiahe, is there anyone else who can control crazy people for their use?

if it is like this……

The Great Elder looked decisively and was ready to kill everything!

However, to his surprise, what jumped out was not the group of crazy warriors, but a group of masked men in black.

There is a faint soul power on them, they are soul cultivators!

But unlike the great elder's mighty and righteous soul power, their soul power is actually black, that is, the power of the evil dead soul!

"Hahaha, old man, these are soul cultivation geniuses that the master has searched for for many years from the Stone Soul Dynasty. They have been carefully taught since childhood, how much worse than you?"

The Great Elder's expression darkened, he really felt bad about this group of people.

In addition to the power of dead souls, the condensed bloody aura of killing and cutting on their bodies is also very condensed.It's not hard to guess that they were trained by Yan Che to become vicious killing machines!

brush!

The people in black besieged them at an extremely fast speed, launching a stormy attack on the Great Elder.

"Don't worry, the danger the two of them encountered inside is much greater than you. If you dare to despise the master, you will have to pay the price!"

And at this time, Yue Qingcheng and the two of them did come to "trouble".

Seeing the light flowing in front of him, Yue Qingcheng smiled, "He's really interesting, he actually planned to use the spirit pattern formation to deal with us."

Yan Che knew that the two of them knew some spirit patterns, so he used this to test their spirit pattern attainments?

If so, then he made a wrong move!

Di Bugu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"His backhand should be someone hiding behind the spirit pattern formation."

Yue Qingcheng's brows and eyes moved slightly. She guessed that things would not be so simple. After all, the other party has been preparing for 5000 years, and it is not an exaggeration to want to train some helpers.

But she is not yet able to use her eyes to look through the spirit pattern to see the cultivation of those people.

"How many people and how strong are they?"

Di Bugu replied indifferently: "There are no purple spirits, but there are quite a few blue spirits. There are nearly fifty of them."

After all, Ziling is the peak cultivation level of the spiritual power level, and it cannot be cultivated to this level after a long time of cultivation.

It is not surprising that this group does not have purple spirits, but fifty strong blue spirits are also a large force, enough to destroy the imperial city of the Stone Soul Dynasty.

However, Yue Qingcheng believes that after so many years, Yan Che has not only cultivated such a small number of warriors.

There may be more in the future.

Yue Qingcheng asked: "Will it be a little difficult?"

Di Bugu pursed his lips slightly, then smiled, "No problem."

But it is true that killing this group of people consumes power.

Suddenly, Yue Qingcheng held his hand.

That soft and boneless little hand made Di Bugu almost lose his mind.After returning to his senses, he looked at her steadily.

Her clear eyes, which cannot be concealed by blood, clearly read: This time, listen to me.

(End of this chapter)