Wu Po Jiuxiao

One thousand four hundred and sixty five chapters completely defeated! !

Demon soul!

To put it bluntly, it is just a form similar to the mysterious soul.

No matter how powerful it is, it still cannot get rid of its own essence after all.

This is the sorrow of Chaos Warcraft, but it is also the rise of Ye Fantian!

Ye Fantian also thought of how to deal with this guy.

If it is a powerful energy body, Ye Fantian may not have many good methods, but he still has many methods to deal with Xuanhun.

"Roar……"

The infinite air flow began to distort, and the speed of Tianwangyi and Demon Soul flew quickly, with a step of [-] meters, and they quickly came to Ye Fantian. With a roar, Tianwangyi spewed out a terrifying magic blade from his mouth .

This is his natal weapon.

With endless power, there are countless strong men who have drank blood, and even each of these strong men is much more powerful than Ye Fantian.

"Sacrifice the anger in my heart with your blood!"

Tianwangyi's voice was transmitted crazily in the universe.

The speed of the three afterimages at this time has reached the extreme, getting faster and faster, as if they have turned into gods in between.

Very dazzling.

Ye Fantian's hands turned into two terrifying hands of God.

The hand of God rolled up and down, setting off infinite waves, and the collapsed space rolled up waves of fluctuations, as if to roll the world again, sacrifice it into a new world, and the infinite space wall was shattered It has become an endless waste.

"Who will die... not sure!"

Seeing the Heavenly King approaching step by step, Ye Fantian's mouth turned cold, and the coldness in his eyes was even more terrifying!

This unparalleled cold light seemed to be two terrifying thunderbolts, tearing apart everything, no one could stop it!

"kill!!"

Both roared in unison.

But at the next moment, streaks of brilliance stretched out from between Ye Fantian's brows.

"Roar……"

Dragon Yin roared, and suddenly two phantoms were released from between the eyebrows.

"Humph!!"

The Holy Infant appeared and snorted coldly. Although the voice was immature, it sounded as terrifying as thunder in the ears of the demon soul. An infinite breath enveloped him, and the ancient eighteenth blood-eyed dragon roared even more. Continuously, sending out boundless coercion.

Animism!

Allelopathy!

Nothing is absolutely strongest, only stronger!

Although this devil soul is powerful, it is even more terrifying than Ye Fantian's Holy Infant's huge power, but the moment it saw the Holy Infant appeared, it was scared, extremely scared!

It was as if he had seen the most terrifying thing, the extreme horror fluctuations, even the king of heaven couldn't help trembling.

"what is this?"

"boom……"

Before Tianwang had time to think about it, the next moment, two huge handprints of God erupted.

It directly drove the body of Tian Wangyi into the ground.

Touched the dry leylines! !

"what happened?"

Zhu Qiang's heart moved, and he couldn't help asking.

But no one knows what terrible things happened in it.

They just saw the demon soul standing there as if a mouse had seen a cat, not daring to move easily, but the next moment, Tian Wangyi's body was already blown away.

"Come again!!"

Ye Fantian roared in a low voice.