The strongest god-level bear child system

Chapter 495
Because, Murong Bailang has already refined all the others into a bloody evil spirit.

I saw Murong Bailang grabbing a big hand of zhenqi out of thin air, and directly grabbed Mo Hentian.

"Fuck, you little bastard is about to die, and you still want to play tricks. When I take the secret from you and break through to a higher level, no one in the entire Eastern Region will be my opponent. At that time, I can... "

Mo Hentian poohed, and then gave a disdainful smile. In order to prevent Ye Xiaofan from escaping, he used more strength in his hands, and was about to catch Ye Xiaofan, but Mo Hentian felt his body was imprisoned.

"Who are you!"

Mo Hentian turned his head to look with difficulty, saw Murong Bailang's big hands covering his head with his true energy, and he had no strength to resist, so he couldn't help saying in horror.

At best, Murong Bailang is just an old man who knows how to perform blood sacrifices. He Mohentian is a majestic sixth-level Nascent Soul. Except for the Hidden World Sect, no one in the Eastern Region can pose a threat to him.

"Could it be..."

"You're right."

Ye Xiaofan's words confirmed Mo Hentian's thoughts.

"No!"

Mo Hentian's eyes widened, his heart was wrapped in endless fear, and he wanted to use his blood escape to escape, but it was already too late.

"boom!"

Murong Bailang pinched his hands with zhenqi, and Mo Hentian's body exploded into a cloud of blood mist, which was put into the bottle by Murong Bailang.

With the blood evil spirit of the sixth-level Nascent Soul, the dark red bottle turned into a striking scarlet.

Murong Bailang was not in a hurry to attack Ye Xiaofan, and entered the mountain protection formation. To him, Ye Xiaofan was just a little white sheep who was ready to be slaughtered at any time.

"Just enough, otherwise it will take some effort to..."

A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Murong Bailang's mouth, and then a strong sense of crisis surged in his mind.

"Soul Destruction!!"

When Murong Bailang crushed Mohentian, three big swords rushed out of Ye Xiaofan's mind, piercing the air in an instant.

"Whoa..."

The three big swords grew bigger and bigger with the distance.

After Ye Xiaofan unleashed this divine sense attack, his face became pale and his body was a little weak.

Murong Bailang opened the zhenqi mask, trying to block the attack of the big sword, but who knew, the big sword actually passed through the zhenqi mask and ruthlessly penetrated into his mind.

"puff!"

"How did you master the divine sense attack!"

"thump"

Murong Bailang immediately spat out a mouthful of black blood, his face turned pale suddenly, the bottle in his hand fell to the ground, and his soul was torn [-]% by the big sword.

Murong Bailang stared at Ye Xiaofan in disbelief, and the aura on his body also dropped, from the half-step infant transformation before, to the middle of the ninth-level Nascent Soul and the tenth-level Nascent Soul.

He originally thought that Ye Xiaofan had entered the mountain protection formation, and he was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, but who knew, the other party had mastered the attack with spiritual sense.

The spiritual attack that can only be used when one reaches the stage of infant transformation, unexpectedly appeared in Ye Xiaofan's hands.

Fortunately, Ye Xiaofan's soul wasn't strong enough, otherwise that blow could directly tear his soul apart.

"Don't think that if you hurt the old man, you will be safe and sound. Even if the old man doesn't have peak strength, he will be enough to crush you to death."

After Murong Bailang saw the paleness on Ye Xiaofan's face, he immediately knew that the blow just now consumed Ye Xiaofan's huge soul power.

Immediately, a sneer appeared on Murong Bailang's pale old face, his eyes were full of conceit.

(End of this chapter)