God Ring Howl

That must be the case, only in this way, the soul body in the puppet can suppress the three main demons in the soul-eating streamer.

However, the power that the treasure can exert is also related to the magic power and manipulation of the driver.

Zhao Xiang has not even entered Taoism and practiced for a hundred years. How much mana can he have?

Che Qihong immediately judged that it was not impossible for him to win.

So at the same time, he gritted his teeth and opened his mouth with one hand.

A cloud of blood essence spewed out of the mouth immediately, and submerged into the Bone Soul Devouring Banner in the blink of an eye.

The sound of the soul-eating banner blared loudly, and the runes on the banner began to tumbling violently. This time, countless phantoms of skeletons appeared nearby out of thin air.

These phantoms are only the size of a fist, but they all open their mouths and spit out countless black air at the same time.

The black air gathered together synchronously, and condensed into a pitch-black fierce dragon.

As soon as the Jiaolong circled around for a while, he immediately swung his head and swayed towards the strong soul and body.

The five main god-level soul bodies shook their solid heads slightly, and rubbed their hands together, revealing a silver knife several feet long.

All five of them rushed out fearlessly with silver knives in their hands, and immediately fought fiercely with the black flood dragon.

With the loss of five main god-level soul bodies, the yin fire spewed by the remaining soul bodies decreased drastically.

The three huge skulls on the opposite Bone Soul Eater banner finally stabilized the situation.

Black Qi and Yin Huo entered a stalemate for a while.

Only then did Che Qihong feel a little relieved.

But after he glanced at Zhao Xiang opposite, his heart twitched.

So at that time Zhao Xiang was crossing his arms, watching the five strong soul and body masters of the main god realm fighting the black flood dragon with a smile that was not a smile.

When Che Qihong stared at Zhao Xiang, Zhao Xiang seemed to sense something and also looked back at Che Qihong.

Che Qihong immediately caught a strange look of disdain from Zhao Xiang's sudden look back.

With a click, an extremely dangerous feeling suddenly emerged in Che Qihong's heart.

And the two-headed python circling a hundred feet above its head let out a strange cry.

Only then did Che Qihong's expression change and he looked back.

Just ten feet behind him, a blue figure floated out like a ghost.

A multicolored crystal flying knife had cut through the black wind behind Che Qihong, and was cutting towards the second layer of scarlet shield.

If I hadn't turned back in time, I'm afraid that by the time I found out, I would have been decapitated long ago.

It was Zhao Xiang's other avatar with a red face condensed with yang fire aura.

My God, did this, this, this damned little evildoer actually cultivate two clones?

An ice-attribute avatar holding a puppet ban, to deal with the powerful ancient demon soul black dragon summoned by my bone soul-eating flag?

And the other fire-attribute avatar is holding a multi-colored sword behind me, secretly doing what kind of assassination?

Why is my car Qihong fighting with Zhao Xiang?Today is the time for my death!

Che Qihong's face suddenly lost all color, and turned pale immediately.

And Zhao Xiang's fire attribute avatar saw the sneak attack was exposed, so he urged Fajue abruptly without any politeness.

The sound of piercing through the air resounded, and the red glow of the middle-grade artifact-level Chixia Excalibur stabbed fiercely into the scarlet mask.

And the fire attribute avatar itself was glowing brightly, and one vaguely and strangely disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Xiang, who was looking at this place coldly with his hands folded in the distance, suddenly had a cold light in his eyes.

He raised one hand, and amidst the flashes of colorful light, the thirteenth floor soul altar rotated strangely in the palm of his hand.

Accompanied by a low shout, Zhao Xiang held up the soul altar and went straight to the opposite Che Qihong with a light shake.

Immediately, a pair of light wings appeared behind Zhao Xiang.

With a slight sway of his wings, Zhao Xiang simultaneously used the Nine Transformations of the Wind and Instantaneous Secret Skills and disappeared without a trace.

At this time, Che Qihong couldn't take care of Zhao Xiang's side at all, he could only stare stupidly at the magic sword in front of him stabbing himself.

With a slight pause, the Scarlet Cloud Excalibur pierced through the thick scarlet shield with ease.

Almost at the same time, Che Qihong burst out a shocking shout.

With a flash of his figure, a black glow suddenly flew out from Che Qihong's chest and went straight to the Chixia Excalibur.

Next, Che Qihong's figure flickered, and he immediately turned into two identical phantoms, shooting towards both sides respectively.

I saw a black misty flame suddenly bursting out from the black light, exuding an eerie, biting chill.

"It seems to be the tempered soul fire of a strong man!"

Qinglong Daxian's anxious and anxious voice suddenly sounded deep in Zhao Xiang's soul.

"Soul fire? What exactly is it?" Zhao Xiang hurriedly asked, knowing the enemy and yourself is the only way to win a hundred battles.

"I don't know. All in all, this fire of the soul is extremely fierce. It is a great killer weapon secretly sacrificed by the demons in ancient times!"

Qinglong's voice echoed deep in Zhao Xiang's soul.

Although he didn't know the power of this fire, Zhao Xiang knew it was definitely not an ordinary magic flame.

Not only that, Zhao Xiang seemed to feel a sense of kindness from the fire, yes, it was a feeling of kindness.

Could it be, could it be that this soul fire was extracted and sacrificed from the souls of the Zhao clan?

Zhao Xiang's heart was filled with flames of anger and shame.

But he knew very well that now was not the time to be angry at all.

What he, Zhao Xiang, was facing was Qi Hong, the clone of Ximen Tiger in the bag of the supreme undead clan.

Ximen Tiger is fully prepared, perhaps he is controlling the battle of Buddha City by remote control in the Supreme Realm, controlling his every move at any time.

If there is a slight error, it will definitely enter a place of eternal doom.

In fact, it was just as Zhao Xiang expected.

At this moment, there is no Supreme Realm.A Ximen Tiger practice secret place.

In the battle of Focheng, Zhao Xiang and his clone, Qi Hong, were engaged in a life-and-death battle.

Ximen Tiger's originally determined and indifferent face finally couldn't help showing a little bit of surprise in the blink of an eye.

On the light curtain in front of him, there were scenes of Zhao Xiang and Che Qihong fighting each other with their own moves.

The feeling for Ximen Tiger is that it seems that Che Qihong has been suppressed and beaten by Zhao Xiang all the time.

If he hadn't resorted to a series of killer maces one after another, Che Qihong would not be able to successfully complete the three tricks under Zhao Xiang's men.

It wasn't until Zhao Xiang revealed two clones, the puppet ban, and the soul altar that Ximen Tiger understood——

If there is no remote control car to ride Hong, Zhao Xiang will win immediately.

As a result, Ximen Hu's eyes flashed sharply, and the plan I had planned for thousands of years may come to naught!

Therefore, at this critical juncture, Ximen Tiger pointed at the light curtain.

And Che Qihong's heart trembled violently, and a black glow shot out from his chest.

Che Qihong understood that Ximen Tiger, the deity of the Supreme Realm, directly controlled him to make a move.

Although it feels bad to be called as a puppet and used in front of a gun, as long as it can kill Zhao Xiang.

Che Qihong hated Zhao Xiang too much!

He was very sorry that Zhao Xiang would be quartered by five horses immediately, and his soul would be scattered immediately!

Feeling humiliated and humiliated by being crushed and beaten by him all the time, he really doesn't want to try again even for a short while!

And Zhao Xiang saw that Heimang was so weird and gloomy and fellow daoist's breath was extinguished, and he frowned as if thinking of something!

Since it is the fire of the soul, doesn't my soul altar happen to be the nemesis of this fire?

My soul altar is a natural invisible altar!

The thirteen-story soul altar held up in his hand immediately spun up under Zhao Xiang's soul wave.

A flash of multicolored glare shot out from the soul altar with a swish, and sprayed directly at the black light that had just reached the Scarlet Cloud Excalibur.

Under the entanglement of multicolored strong light, Heimang was forcibly trapped close to Chixia Excalibur.

Although Heimang struggled desperately in the colorful glare, he still couldn't get out.

Naturally, its seemingly endless power of extinction did not appear at all.

But Ximen Tiger, who was watching all this in a secret training place in the Supreme Realm, immediately jumped into a rage when he saw this scene.

"Damn! Shuzi! Monster! I want you to die!" Ximen Hu roared and cursed.

While saying these words, Ximen Tiger waved his hands again and again, hitting the magic formula into the void.

The moment Ximen Tiger played the formula, the black awn that was imprisoned by the colorful light from the soul altar suddenly shone brightly.

The temperature of the black awn suddenly increased by several times, and it seemed that the colorful glare would be completely destroyed in the next moment.

But even though the black flames were burning wildly, the colorful glare was still safe and sound, and they were not afraid of the flames at all.

Zhao Xiang turned a blind eye to all the changes above his head.

As soon as he turned his eyes, he had already stared at the four black lights that shot to his eyes.

"Could it be a holy demon? Hmph, your master, Ximenhu, can't help but make a move?" Zhao Xiang sneered and murmured.

After Zhao Xiang sneered and murmured, there was still a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly shook a sleeve.

Almost at the same time, several deafening thunderclaps sounded unexpectedly.

Four arm-thick golden arcs shot out from his sleeve robe.

After a golden blur, the golden arc accurately bombarded the four black lights that almost reached in front of them.

These four golden lights are exactly the golden thunder that Zhao Xiang collected when he crossed the tribulation of the Hongmeng Emperor, and they happened to restrain the four black lights.

After a few bangs, four glaring golden lights exploded, and one flickeringly engulfed the black light in it.

These black lights are the phantoms of ancient monsters, and they belong to the treasures that Ximen Tiger has collected for millions of years.

If he hadn't discovered that Zhao Xiang's supernatural powers were exceptionally strong this time, he would never have forcibly attacked.

Seeing the fall of Che Qihong, an important chess piece placed next to Mo Wuxie, the emperor of the Wuji God Realm, he took decisive measures.

With the help of the avatar of remote control car Qihong, the collected ancient monsters were projected onto Zhao Xiang's side.

Due to the long distance, the monsters at the peak of the late stage of the Supreme Realm are only projected from the early stages of the Holy Venerable.

The moment these soul projections bombarded Zhao Xiang with the help of Che Qihong, Che Qihong immediately understood the ins and outs.

The originally panic-stricken expression immediately changed to gloating and complacent.

Che Qihong decided that Zhao Xiang must die.

In the same way, Ximen Tiger, who is far away in a secret cultivation place in the Supreme Realm, also thinks so.

However, in the next moment, no matter whether it was Che Qihong or Ximen Tiger, the smug and excited expressions on their faces froze.