God Ring Howl

"Ah Jian, you are controlling the Soul Jian Lanmang to imprison those sweeping spiritual thoughts in Soul Jane.-" "Leel, the broken soul bowl is yours. This is the secret of manipulation. You can harvest as much sweeping spiritual thoughts as you can harvest." . "

"Ling'er, Uncle Huan, the two of you directly used the devouring supernatural power of the altar one in and one out, and tried your best to devour the mopping up spiritual thoughts of the coming undead powerhouses."

Finally, Qinglong's eyes were full of green light and he said solemnly: "Except for me and Uncle Huan, all of you are either in the altar or in the treasures you are using. You must remember that you must never face the enemy face to face. You must save your own life. start."

As soon as the words fell, Qinglong and Uncle Huan disappeared in the local area.

Leier, Linger, and Ajian also split up and went to perform their own responsibilities.

At the southern edge of Hongmeng Huangyu, twenty breaths have passed, but the divine thoughts of the twelve paths have not returned for a long time.

The twelve divine senses were divided into three batches, and one batch of four kept searching and sweeping them, and they would never withdraw if there was no result.

Qinglong, Uncle Huan, and Ajian all planned to catch him by surprise.

The moment the three of them stepped out of the altar, each of them locked on a powerful spirit of the undead clan. [

They planned tacitly, and if they didn't make a move, it would be fine. Once they made a move, they would beat each other to pieces, at least destroy one.

If one person destroys one divine sense, three people are three ways, if the thirteen-story altar controlled by Ling'er is added.

Qinglong secretly planned something.

Everything according to the estimate, the first round should eliminate the opponent's four sweeping spirits.

As soon as Qinglong and Uncle Huan came out of their divine rings, they respectively locked on two of the powerful divine senses that were wantonly sweeping away.

The gray light ball suddenly engulfed a divine thought, and the broken soul bowl controlled by Uncle Huan swept away another divine thought with a black light.

The scroll of Soul Jane suddenly released a blue light, and a stunned divine thought was rolled up.

The thirteen-story five-element altar controlled by Ling'er was surrounded by a circle of colorful light.

A howling sound of divine sense in the light suddenly disappeared.

In just one breath, all the spiritual thoughts of the four paths that came to investigate and sweep were harvested.

"Hongmeng Huangyu was originally a fourth-grade high-level interface. It has a vast area and countless planets. No one has counted the actual size. Therefore, not many people care about its fringe areas. After all, the fringe areas are smaller than the central area. In a land with poor mountains and thin water, who can come to practice and enjoy it." The voice of the soul-searching tool, the ancient demon, suddenly sounded in the depths of everyone's souls, "I mean, these monsters that have devoured the giant's spiritual cultivation The undead clan would never dare to show up in the central area of ​​the Hongmeng Imperial Universe. They have not yet reached their peak, so they can only settle in the edge of the Hongmeng Emperor's Universe, but even the fringe area is wider. Otherwise, it would take at least three or four days to perform the Blood Explosion, so they can only fight decisively with divine thoughts or soul fluctuations."

Qinglong didn't know much about Hongmeng Huangyu, and neither did Leier, Ajian, and Linger.

Even Uncle Huan, even though he sacrificed his Tiandaomen as his son, he only stored a little information for him.

"What if they use Blood Explosion?" Qinglong immediately asked the ancient demon in the soul search book, frowning.

"Brother Qinglong, think about it, blood blast is at the cost of at least one realm down. Do you think they will use blood blast? There is only one possibility, and that is the undead at the level of the main god, but I think they must consider it." When it arrives, even if the main god-level cast blood blast successfully arrives here, they will judge from the sudden disappearance of the four divine senses this time, that a great god-level deity has little chance of winning." Gu Mo took Qinglong's words and explained road. [

"I understand, at least let the god-level undead blood burst here to pose a relatively large threat to us." Qinglong immediately continued after thinking, "But the god-level undead are very precious, Especially the undead clan who devoured the spiritual cultivation of giants, not to mention the difficulty of fusion, but the cultivation may not be smooth sailing. If a god-level undead clan bursts into blood, the result of a sharp drop in cultivation is not something they can bear of."

The voice of the ancient demon immediately reverberated in the souls of everyone again: "According to common sense, this is the case, but according to my understanding of the undead clan, once the undead clan realizes the strength of the opponent, or gets an order from the boss, they will often Playing cards not according to common sense will really make one or even a few god-level guys burst into blood, and it depends on whether the supreme elder Ximenhu of the undead clan can mobilize these god-level undead clan."

"Ah, how do you say that?" This time, Leier couldn't help asking the question in his heart.

Leier himself is the Thunder Punisher Tianzun of the Extreme God Realm. The Thunder Punisher Tianzun was demonized by the clone of the ancient demon Ximen Dongfang Li, which is the clone of Ximen Tiger, and became the loyal lackey of the Ancient Demon Evil Venerable. However, people in the Extreme God Realm know this. The only ones who knew this secret were Zhao Xiang and Leier himself, including the core members of the Shenhuan team.

Originally, under the control of the ancient demon evil master Dongfang Li, Lei Punisher Tianzun separated a trace of soul, and projected it into the world of spells with the help of great supernatural powers. The purpose was to control the world of spells and obtain the ownership of the world of spells.

In fact, no matter whether it is this shred of projected soul, Thunder Punisher Tianzun or Dongfang Li who got the world of spells, fundamentally speaking, it was Ximen Hu, the supreme elder of the undead clan who got it. In the final analysis, the implementer behind this plan is Ximen Hu.

And the soul of Thunder Punisher Tianzun projected into the world of spells was accidentally obtained by Zhao Xiang, and through a series of means, this soul was completely refined, and all the souls that were secretly hidden by the ancient demon evil master were cleaned up. The little imprint of the soul that was planted was completely out of the control of the Thunder Punisher or the Ancient Demon Evil Venerable, and became an independent body that possessed both the Thunder Punisher Heavenly Venerable, the Ancient Demon Evil Venerable, and Ximen Tiger's many supernatural powers and memories.

In Leier's memory, it seems that Ximen Tiger is an impossible existence. He can control most of the forces of the undead clan. Naturally, he should be able to control the spies, killers, and dead soldiers that the undead clan has placed in various interfaces.

"I don't know how to have a kind of understanding. I really can't remember the specific reason why I was imprisoned in the soul-searching book, but I feel that this kind of understanding seems to be unforgettable, as if it was born with it." Jian's Qi Ling Gu Mo said very naively but with such certainty, "In short, I have an understanding of the undead race, that is, the Ximen Tiger must not dominate the upper world. Ximen Tiger is a puppet."

"Puppet, how is it possible." Leel immediately retorted, "According to the information I remember about the undead clan, Ximen Tiger is so powerful in the undead clan that he can turn his hand into clouds and rain, and tell you to go east You will never exist in the horror of the West."

Soul Searching Apparatus Linggumo immediately sighed and said: "Maybe your memory comes from Ximen Tiger, and Ximen Tiger's memory is like this, but no matter what, Ximen Tiger is just a puppet, and I'm afraid even he doesn't know it. , Maybe you won’t believe me when I say this, but this kind of belief emerges from the depths of my soul.”

Qinglong finally ruled: "Stop arguing, the more violent spiritual attack will come after a breath, get ready."