Eternal Soul Emperor

Chapter 471

While struggling to fly, Mu He turned his head and shouted loudly: "You are from the Chaos Realm, don't care! Besides, I am pregnant, if you dare to harm me, you will be punished by God sooner or later!"

"What is pregnant, that is Wuhun!" The old man sarcastically said from afar.

"Then you don't care about it!" Mu He said with a disdainful neck raised.

"If you don't want to be bound by the speed-related laws, immediately follow me back to the Chaos Realm for trial!" the old man threatened.

Mu He shut up now, but he didn't mean to surrender.What it fears most is that the speed is limited.

The entire Chaos Realm is almost dominated by Dan's lineage. Even if you offend the Zhima officials in one place, you may be attacked and retaliated in other places.

Just when Mu He chose to remain silent, the conflict between Qiang Zhenglong and Xiao Zheng immediately heated up.

"Xiao Zheng, you've ruined our good things so many times, where can you run away!" Qiang Zhenglong shouted with a cold gleam in his eyes.

The moment Qiang Zhenglong pointed at the front of his long stick Wuhun, it changed into a huge shape, as long as tens of feet, pointing at Xiao Zheng's nose from a distance.

The distance between the two sides was more than ten feet, Qiang Zhenglong pointed at Xiao Zheng with a long stick of Wuhun, and rushed towards each other at full speed.

Martial souls are all spiritual existences, and the green bamboo wild flute martial soul under Xiao Zheng's feet is no exception. At this moment, it is carrying Xiao Zheng back at full speed.

Xiao Zheng kept facing Qiang Zhenglong, and flew upside down.

Due to a storm encountered on the way, the flight altitude had to be lowered, flying almost close to the ground.

The Qiang Zhenglong who was chasing after him had already landed completely and rushed towards him with violent strides.

The level of the Qingzhu Wild Flute martial soul is not as high as that of the opponent, so he is also looking for a way to escape.

Suddenly, Xiao Zheng's body flying upside down, under the load of the green bamboo wild flute Wuhun, flew upside down towards a mountain thousands of meters away.

"See how far you can escape!" With a movement of Qiang Zhenglong's wrist, the martial spirit circled his neck extremely, and suddenly it was retracted behind his back and disappeared out of thin air.

"Human soul is one!" Qiang Zhenglong stood up and clapped his hands together, shouting like thunder.

The aura behind it was overwhelming, condensing into streams of substance, highly materialized, and turned into long sticks.

The long sticks are behind the back, and eight of them stand against each other, circling the center, whirling and buzzing.

"Turn the stick to kill the formation - the mountain crossing style!"

Qiang Zhenglong leaped into the air, more than a hundred feet high, the eight long sticks behind his back all rose and became longer, and the eight sticks landed alternately, like a Ferris wheel spinning.

rumbling rumbling...

The rhythmic roar is like a rolling iron bull rushing towards Qinchuan.

The diameter of the flywheel reaches more than a hundred feet.The whole person seems to be hanging on the outside, following the extremely spinning flywheel, rolling up the steep slope, reaching the top of the steep hill.

Hurala!
Under the huge inertia, the whole person was thrown high, rolled over in the air, and landed gracefully.

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Xiao Zheng's situation is different at this moment.

Under the support of the Green Bamboo Wild Flute martial spirit, it was still advancing at an accelerated rate, climbing almost in a straight line, looking up, Qiang Zhenglong had reached the top of the mountain, and was heading straight for Xiao Zheng below, laughing up to the sky, so proud.

"Hahahaha, let's see how far you can escape!" Qiang Zhenglong spun up and retreated a few feet first.

The moment he landed, the long stick was in his hand, and he laughed and pointed at Xiao Zheng who had just landed 30 meters away.

At this moment, Xiao Zheng also had a big sword in his hand, and the sword intent released a bloody light, like a bright red blood knife, carried on his shoulders and gradually rose behind his back.

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