Wu Po Jiuxiao

puff! !

Spears like snow!

Lightning flashes!

An afterimage turned into a long stick, forming a fan-shaped posture, rushing towards the crowd with shocking waves, as if to tear the starry sky apart.

Ye Fantian's hair was as long as snow, sparkling scarlet, and he stood proudly in a dark golden robe. The countless black shadows in front of him did not arouse any timidity in him.

Like an ancient god of war, there is no limit to killing.

A little bit of cold light devastated Wushuang.

In the ancient posture, every time he sprints, Liuxue Shenlance will kill a shadow of the opponent.

The blue crystal blade in one hand is more than ten meters long. Once used, it is extremely sharp, almost cutting the endless void into a moat.

Amongst the layers upon layers of gestures, the strength of the blessing became even more fierce and unparalleled, with surges of stellar energy and roars of thunder and lightning, once again turning into a thunder dragon and lightning snake, beheading the last black shadow suddenly.

Between the eyebrows, a vague shadow is slowly becoming clear.

This shadow is surrounded by clouds and mist, sitting and lying in the nine heavens, looking down on all living beings, and ignoring everything.

Although he hadn't really formed a clear posture, it was clear enough to see that the opponent's eyes were slowly opening.

This is what happened after Ye Fantian's mysterious soul clearly entered a certain level.

Ye Fantian has always been ignorant of the mysteries of the mysterious soul. Starting from Xuanjing, to the current "Black God and Soul" and even in the Nine Heavens Realm, relying on the devouring of the mysterious soul to swallow everything, everything is It's all about explaining the opponent's tyranny.

When the last black mysterious soul was forcibly tempered into the purest energy, Ye Fantian's eyes had burst into two terrifying divine lights.

Between the eyebrows, a shadow lying high in the nine heavens is looming, appearing to break out of the body.

This is a kind of brewing, an invisible and terrifying brewing, a great and mysterious thing. After feeling like this, Ye Fantian naturally chose to continue killing.

Black Dragon King, this is the most powerful existence among these mysterious soul bodies. Since the other party was originally a fierce beast, it naturally developed wisdom after going through so many years, otherwise it would be impossible to lead so many The body of the mysterious soul appears here.

After a little meditation in his heart, Ye Fantian's body not only did not slow down because of this, but it became even faster and more abnormal.

While waving the palm, one spear and one blade smashed!

boom……

The moment Ye Fantian stepped on his body, everything in front of him seemed to begin to undergo earth-shaking changes.

The space is full of black evil spirits, and the accumulation of evil spirits has reached a peak state. While breathing, I even feel that my own breathing is a little bit reluctant, and the airflow inhaled produces a great destructive force. People can't ignore it.

Fortunately, Ye Fantian has no scruples about these energies. Wherever he goes, everything is bright, which is instantly resolved, and the phantom between his eyebrows has also become more condensed.

The dragon heads flickered one after another, this is the miniature version of the ancient eighteen blood-eyed dragon.

At this time, it has become more and more condensed and clearer than Ye Fantian's shadow. The dragon's power is constantly flickering, and it is obvious that there are many benefits from this killing.puff! !

Spears like snow!

Lightning flashes!

An afterimage turned into a long stick, forming a fan-shaped posture, rushing towards the crowd with shocking waves, as if to tear the starry sky apart.

Ye Fantian's hair was as long as snow, sparkling scarlet, and he stood proudly in a dark golden robe. The countless black shadows in front of him did not arouse any timidity in him.

Like an ancient god of war, there is no limit to killing.

A little bit of cold light devastated Wushuang.

In the ancient posture, every time he sprints, Liuxue Shenlance will kill a shadow of the opponent.

The blue crystal blade in one hand is more than ten meters long. Once used, it is extremely sharp, almost cutting the endless void into a moat.

Amongst the layers upon layers of gestures, the strength of the blessing became even more fierce and unparalleled, with surges of stellar energy and roars of thunder and lightning, once again turning into a thunder dragon and lightning snake, beheading the last black shadow suddenly.

Between the eyebrows, a vague shadow is slowly becoming clear.

This shadow is surrounded by clouds and mist, sitting and lying in the nine heavens, looking down on all living beings, and ignoring everything.

Although he hadn't really formed a clear posture, it was clear enough to see that the opponent's eyes were slowly opening.

This is what happened after Ye Fantian's mysterious soul clearly entered a certain level.

Ye Fantian has always been ignorant of the mysteries of the mysterious soul. Starting from Xuanjing, to the current "Black God and Soul" and even in the Nine Heavens Realm, relying on the devouring of the mysterious soul to swallow everything, everything is It's all about explaining the opponent's tyranny.

When the last black mysterious soul was forcibly tempered into the purest energy, Ye Fantian's eyes had burst into two terrifying divine lights.

Between the eyebrows, a shadow lying high in the nine heavens is looming, appearing to break out of the body.

This is a kind of brewing, an invisible and terrifying brewing, a great and mysterious thing. After feeling like this, Ye Fantian naturally chose to continue killing.

Black Dragon King, this is the most powerful existence among these mysterious soul bodies. Since the other party was originally a fierce beast, it naturally developed wisdom after going through so many years, otherwise it would be impossible to lead so many The body of the mysterious soul appears here.

After a little meditation in his heart, Ye Fantian's body not only did not slow down because of this, but it became even faster and more abnormal.

While waving the palm, one spear and one blade smashed!

boom……

The moment Ye Fantian stepped on his body, everything in front of him seemed to begin to undergo earth-shaking changes.

The space is full of black evil spirits, and the accumulation of evil spirits has reached a peak state. While breathing, I even feel that my own breathing is a little bit reluctant, and the airflow inhaled produces a great destructive force. People can't ignore it.

Fortunately, Ye Fantian has no scruples about these energies. Wherever he goes, everything is bright, which is instantly resolved, and the phantom between his eyebrows has also become more condensed.

The dragon heads flickered one after another, this is the miniature version of the ancient eighteen blood-eyed dragon.

At this time, it has become more and more condensed and clearer than Ye Fantian's shadow. The dragon's power is constantly flickering, and it is obvious that there are many benefits from this killing.