God Ring Howl

"Zhao Xiang, you idiot and fool, do you think you can succeed in the sacrifice? It's really funny, a small two-tier altar professional. Thanks to you, you dare to think, I will let you taste the good taste of the sacrifice."

Lan Sen's chilling voice reached the depths of Zhao Xiang's soul without hindrance

Zhao Xiang seemed to be unable to bear Lan Sen's voice attack anymore, and spit out two mouthfuls of the blood of the ancient god of the royal family

The blood of the ancient god immediately scattered like a goddess, and disappeared into the wall of the White Tiger Hall at a speed unfathomable to the naked eye.

Seeing that Zhao Xiang's face suddenly turned pale, Lan Sen, who was under the castle three miles away, let out a cold smile: "Zhao Xiang, don't you want to sacrifice blood to me, a super sacrificial treasure? Humph, the sacrificial treasure of the thirteenth rank, how dare you think about it?" I said that in front of me, you, a small two-tier altar professional, are an out-and-out idiot. I will torture you and then collect your soul to serve as the spirit of my thirteenth-grade sacrificial treasure. If not Seeing that you are the altar of the five elements, I have already told you to be divided into five horses, and your soul will be destroyed”[

In fact, Zhao Xiang is deliberately showing weakness, the standard pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger

Although the opponent has the strength of a thirteen-level altar professional, Zhao Xiang is not afraid of fighting him

But Zhao Xiang thought that due to the lack of six elite soldiers such as Long Yi, the real confrontation with Lan Sen would probably cause serious damage.

To be on the safe side, Zhao Xiang adopted this method of showing weakness in the open and inflicting poisonous hands secretly, in order to give the opponent a surprise blow, and finally to maximize the benefits with the minimum sacrifice.

It is not the first time that Zhao Xiang has used the Soul Jane with the functions of suppressing soul, absorbing soul, destroying soul and replenishing soul.

During the blood sacrifice to Baihutang this time, Zhao Xiang quietly hid the soul-suppressing breath of the soul slip in the blood of the ancient gods that spewed out.

The thirteenth grade sacrificial treasure of Baihutang contains Lan Sen's powerful soul power. Zhao Xiang's first step is to calm the soul Jane

The second step is to combine the soul-absorbing and soul-killing auras of Hunjian after spewing out two mouthfuls of blood, and use all the power to urge these auras to sweep Lan Sen's soul deeply rooted in the White Tiger Hall. swing, extinction

In just one thousandth of an instant, or even a shorter period of time, Lan Sen's soul in the White Tiger Hall was uprooted and wiped out

How powerful is the power of Hunjian, it is said that it can almost wipe out the soul of any strong person in the world

As long as the master with the soul slip is strong enough and high enough, the above goals can be achieved

Lan Sen, who was three miles away, might be in a trance or distracted, and he found that he had lost any connection with Baihutang in terms of soul.

Deep in his soul, he suddenly felt a very strong sense of crisis. He intuitively concluded that he had misjudged Zhao Xiang.

This Zhao Xiang's strength is probably definitely not the two-tiered altar he revealed.

Otherwise, how could he make me lose contact with Baihutang for a short time?

In the secret room of the bunker, Lan Sen's eyes flashed like knives, and he immediately jumped up from the couch, stepped forward with one step, and disappeared in a blurred figure.

Zhao Xiang in the White Tiger Hall is mobilizing almost all the power of the divine ring at this moment, despite the pain, in order to speed up the refining of the thirteenth-rank sacrificial treasure of the White Tiger Hall A little bit of good fortune was extracted from the shield to strengthen the strength of refining Baihutang

Handsome old man, Guo Twelve, Gu Erdai from the nine-story altar of the ancient ancestor of the Gudai family, and four masters of the nine-story altar from the Gumi family all helped Zhao Xiang refine this thirteenth-grade sacrificial treasure within the divine ring. Immediately, the speed increased tenfold

The moment Lan Sen stepped out of the bunker[

The handsome old man immediately passed this message to Zhao Xiang, and Zhao Xiang issued an order almost simultaneously:

Ling'er, Ziyan, Leier, you must try to delay Lan Sen for a while, success or failure depends on this

The three of them immediately gathered their momentum and attacked with the three major weapons of soul fluctuation, layered space, and thunder.

The ultra-high-frequency soul fluctuation suddenly made Lan Sen's majestic soul stagnate, so it brought Lan Sen's body to a sway

Lan Sen immediately squeezed out a talisman with both hands, a blue bead the size of a glass ball appeared out of thin air, let out a shriek, and went straight into the high-frequency soul fluctuations emitted by Ling'er, and it took almost a breath of effort for the blue circle The bead is like a stone falling into a calm lake, and the circles of ripples spread rapidly around the bead.

The high-frequency soul fluctuations that were originally hindering were shattered inch by inch like a piece of translucent peeling off

With a cold snort of disdain, Lan Sen's stagnant figure continued to move forward.

But at this time, Ziyan has used An Luoshi's spatial supernatural powers to a relatively high level

For Lan Sen, just taking this step forward, it feels like stepping into another world

This is not what scares him the most. What scares him the most is that he feels that the front foot and the whole body seem to be in two different spaces, and will be separated from his body in the next moment.

"Hmph, you dare to show off such a small thing"

As Lan Sen said, he clenched his right hand into a fist and struck away at the multi-layered virtual space formed by the An Luo stone in front of him.

The fist soared through the multi-layered virtual space at a geometric speed, Zhao Xiang only heard the sound of the porcelain being smashed suddenly

Immediately afterwards, Ziyan let out a howl of extreme pain. Zhao Xiang had already seen a mouthful of blood spewing out from the mouth of Ziyan on the fifth floor of the divine ring, and the huge mountain formed by the Anluoshi veins above Soul Lake was actually split in two. Half of the original one vein of mine turned into two after one punch from Lan Sen

Violet Eyes is obviously badly injured

Zhao Xiang is furious, but he knows that now is not the time to be angry

There is still [-]% of the time until the success of refining Baihutang

Zhao Xiang can't get mad, otherwise he will fail

Rael seemed to be the only one who won the [-]% of the breath time.

Even if someone has supernatural powers, it's too late to stop Lan Sen

After being nourished by the blood of the ancient gods of Zhao Xiang's royal family, Leier not only regained his original level, but also made a breakthrough to a certain extent, even if he is now four or five years old, he has become a year old.

His hands have long been ready to go, and he is paying attention to the battle between Ziyan and Lansen with all his heart [

At the moment when the purple eyes appeared, the meticulously calculating Leier ran to Lan Sen with both hands and eyes.

The moment when the purple eyes howled and the multi-layered simulation space shattered into nothingness, two black balls just flew out of Rael's hands

At this time, Lan Sen's other fist was swinging at Zhao Xiang in the White Tiger Hall.

Look at that punch with the sound of wind and thunder, engulfing the power of destroying heaven and earth

This punch has not really hit Zhao Xiang, Zhao Xiang has already felt a sense of destruction from the depths of his soul

Normally, Zhao Xiang would not have to be afraid of this punch, and this punch would not be fatal either.

But now Zhao Xiang is devoting all his energy to offering sacrifices to Baihu Hall, so he must not have other distractions

Otherwise, the thirteenth-grade sacrificial treasure like Baihutang will eat back his soul

Even if he doesn't die, he will be seriously injured. With Lan Sen staring at him, Zhao Xiang's situation is not good.

What are the two black balls flying out of Rael's hands?

Can it effectively prevent Lan Sen from throwing his fist at Zhao Xiang?

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