Douluo: Peerless Light.

"Where did you get this Qinglongyanyue knife?"

"I have practiced fighting with the mistress for a long time, and I have been beaten for several days. The mistress forged it for me! Master, do you think I am a good match?"

With your second uncle.
Qian Chaoguang really wanted to say that.

But thinking that this thing was made by Huo Yutong, he could only say dryly: "It's okay, you are only a red rabbit horse away from imitating Guan Erye."

"I think so too." Afan nodded seriously, "So next, I plan to borrow his undead horse to ride."

"it?"

Qian Zhaoguang was taken aback.

Only then did he realize that the armor Afan was wearing seemed to belong to a death knight?
Sure enough, an angry roar erupted from the armor: "Do you dare to try to ride my horse? Believe it or not, I have given you the heart of the undead!"

The dark armor immediately fell off Afan's body piece by piece, gradually forming a tall and straight death knight on the ground.

His blue soul fire eyes were still staring at the innocent looking Afan indignantly.

Qian Zhaoguang: "."

The daily life of undead creatures is really colorful.

Just as he was lamenting that the painting style of the undead creatures under his hands was gradually distorted, the Elder Evil Soul Master on the other side was already doing his best.

A large number of white flames rose from his body, as if countless innocent souls were screaming shrilly.

Immediately afterwards, the small door on one side suddenly exploded, and a surge of terrifying energy suddenly rushed out from the small door.

Groups of transparent light of different colors rushed out from there, and each group of light seemed to have a human face.

It's just that the faces of these people are all twisted violently.

The body of the elder Xiehun Master has completely turned into a strange spiritual state, holding a black skull in his hand, looking at Qian Zhaoguang and Nana, the only two living people, with an extremely ferocious expression:
"Let you taste the true strength of this seat! Your souls will be torn to pieces by my army of resentful souls, and your bodies will become my puppets. Go to hell!"

Qian Zhaoguang raised his eyebrows: "I don't know if my soul will be torn into pieces by them, but I know one thing, you will definitely be torn into pieces by my magic today, sorry."

"What's torn into sorry? Already scared to gibberish?"

The elder of the evil soul master who looked like an undead king floated in the air and looked down at the two of them. He laughed strangely and stretched his body huge.

"The cursed soul skeleton in your hand is as ridiculous as a toy to me." Qian Chaoguang shook his head casually.

Cursed Soul Skeleton, something similar to Wanhun Banner, is a magic weapon used to control Wraiths.

The vast majority of necromancers have extremely limited spiritual power, and the number and scope of control are also limited, so they can only rely on external objects for assistance.

However, for the master and apprentice of Electrolux and Qian Chaoguang, it is obvious that there is no need for such a troublesome transfer device.

The former is the god of necromancers, and it is not something that ordinary necromancers can touch.

The latter practiced the art of supernatural power, and the quality of mental power and the strength of the soul were so strong that they exploded.

Due to time travel, his soul strength is even twice as strong as described in the original exercise.

Randomly linking and controlling tens of thousands of undead creatures is as simple as eating and drinking.

Qian Chaoguang chanted silently, and with a wave of the Xuanhui knife, the powerful power of the holy light suddenly spread outward from him, forming a shield condensed by the holy light.

A faint holy flame was burning on the shield, and every wraith that collided with it would be ignited in an instant, burning a large amount of black gas and making a piercing chirping sound.

The powerful purification power purifies every wraith who comes into contact with the holy light shield, and it will be beneficial everywhere.

Some resentful spirits felt the crisis, and they were terrified like headless chickens scurrying around in the [-]-square-meter underground hall, and shrill souls screamed everywhere.

"What! What kind of power is this!"

The elder Xiehun Master's voice was full of shock, and he was also taken aback by this powerful purification power.

But soon, he calmed down again, and took out a small flag similar to the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

The Holy Spirit Banner, a magic weapon more powerful than the Cursed Soul Skull in his hand, already looks like a Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and is the most important weapon in his hand.

This itself is not only a seventh-level soul tool, but also an evil tool infused with powerful and filthy soul power.

Under normal circumstances, relying on the power of the Holy Spirit Banner alone is enough to fight against any soul master with eight rings or below.

But today, this thing met its nemesis.

Hi, hi, your dad is here!

"Impossible, this is impossible! Who are you! How can you control the divine power!"

While barely resisting the fire attack from five undead creatures, the elder evil soul master howled in disbelief, his voice hoarse.

"You and I should be the same kind of people! You should also be a member of our Holy Cult, how could you possess the divine power that can only be mastered by an angel spirit! Why can even the Lich you summoned control the divine power?" The power! Why is this! Why!"

The resentful spirits became more and more violent under the burning of the soul power of the elder evil soul master regardless of cost, screaming continuously, trying to gather together and fuse into something extraordinary.

As the gorgeous holy flame rose from the blade of Xuanhui Knife, Qian Chaoguang sneered, "Who the hell is the same kind of person as you, I am your own father!"

As soon as the words fell, he pointed forward with the long knife in his hand, and shouted a majestic magic word in his mouth: "Holy Words, Holy Purification!"

Suddenly, a circle of white holy flame burst out from the tip of the knife, Qian Chaoguang's boundless sea of ​​consciousness instantly set off a turbulent wave, and the huge spiritual power burst out majesticly under the spell, turning into heaven and earth The most pure and holy purification power in the world.

Where the pure white holy flame passed, the bloody light on the wraiths disappeared first, and they froze in the air one by one, as if they had been immobilized.

The raging holy flames spread to every corner of the underground hall, and black and red filthy aura continuously evaporated from the originally ferocious blood-colored Wraith.

When the holy flame that purified and defiled fell on the elder evil soul master, he screamed more pitifully than ever before, and his body was also burning wildly with a more vigorous white flame.

The holy spirit flag and the black cursed soul skeleton burst into countless fragments in an instant, flying all over the sky.

"you you.!"

He kept struggling and twisting, black evil aura continuously evaporating from that seemingly illusory body.

The intense pain disfigured his expression.

It seemed that he wanted to say something.

But he has no such chance.