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Hearing Wang Tianlong's gloomy voice that instantly changed, Hei Lian suddenly raised his head after stabilizing his figure, and there was a trace of surprise in his clear and sweet voice: "Foreign race?!"

Judging from the aura emanating from Wang Tianlong's body at this moment, he is simply a puppet controlled physically and mentally by a foreign race!

Although Hei Lian knew that in the eight cities of the Xia Clan, there were many alien races lurking carefully, but she was still surprised to meet one at this moment!

"You forced me to do it all, my identity was exposed, you must die!"

Wang Tianlong's sincerity erupted again, he swung his fists at the same time, and the two blood-colored giant fists of true meaning slammed fiercely towards the black sickle!

brush!

A huge pitch-black sickle appeared in the black sickle's hand, but she saw that she just swung the huge sickle twice at random, and smashed the two true blood-colored giant fists blasted by Wang Tianlong into pieces!

"Huh?" Wang Tianlong snorted lightly, and immediately behind him appeared a hideous and terrifying blood-colored psychic body!

He was actually a psychic practitioner!

In other words, Wang Tianlong, who was originally only a Cultivation Base of the True Artistic Realm, was controlled and replaced by a foreign race, and his own Cultivation Base was also promoted to the psychic realm!

And Black Scythe's Cultivation Base is just the true mood Ninth Stage!

The gap is huge!

"Xia clan ants, die to me!" Wang Tianlong let out a deep roar, and the blood-colored psychic body behind him kept the same movements as Wang Tianlong, with two fists, one big and one small, with unparalleled coercion. Slammed away with a black sickle!

clang!

Wang Tianlong's pupils shrank suddenly!

Because the two fists of him and his psychic spirit body were all blocked!

What blocked his own fist was the pitch black scythe in the hands of the black scythe!

And what blocked his psychic spirit body fist was a black-robed figure emerging from the pitch-black scythe, with an incomparable Death breath!

"Fourth-tier weapon?!" Wang Tianlong's face was shocked, and his eyes were full of disbelief!

A weapon with a weapon spirit is the symbol of a Tier 4 weapon!

The weapon spirit in the fourth-tier low-grade weapons is not weaker than the low-grade psychic spirit body of the psychic practitioner!

And the number of Tier 4 weapons is even rarer than the number of Practitioners in the Necromancer Realm!

This true mood green Rakshasa can actually own a Tier 4 weapon!

Presumably its origin, I am afraid it is extraordinary!

But it is.

Wang Tianlong couldn't let her go!

Today, no matter what price you pay, you must keep her here!

'secret

Fa·Blood Sacrifice Burning Soul! '

Wang Tianlong let out a roar, and cast the secret technique, his two pupils instantly turned crimson!

Correspondingly, Wang Tianlong's aura began to rise steadily!

Boom boom boom——!

Wang Tianlong and his psychic body once again swung a series of heavy punches at the black sickle!

This time, the black sickle and the weapon spirit in her weapon were no longer able to resist Wang Tianlong, and they were directly smashed into the wall by Wang Tianlong!

The spirit of the weapon in Hei Sian's hand was directly scattered, and retracted into the weapon to recuperate!

Just as Wang Tianlong was about to make up the knife, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis falling from the sky!

Wang Tianlong wanted to retreat, but it was too late!

Wang Tianlong looked up suddenly, and found that a formation actually fell from the sky, enveloping him!

Fourth-order formation catalog, Tianlei Cangyun Sword Formation! !

Not far away, Su Hao who used the Blue Sky Transformation Dragon Art and the Great Desolation Sutra appeared at the entrance of the alley!

He raised his hand to point in the direction of Wang Tianlong, and fully activated the power of the Tianlei Cangyun Sword Formation!

When Su Hao's Cultivation Base Realm reached the Sixth Stage of Qi Refining Realm, under the blessing of the full state, he was finally able to display this fourth-order formation!

Although the duration will not be long, but the fourth-order formation, the standard psychic practitioner!

And Tianlei Cangyun Sword Formation is a fourth-order middle-grade formation!

Even if it is a Sixth Stage Practitioner in the psychic realm, you can fight against it with a few tricks without any problem!

Su Hao's eyes turned into golden pupils in the state of fiery eyes and golden eyes, seeing through Wang Tianlong's weakness!

When Wang Tianlong's figure was shrouded by the sky thunder and Cangyun sword array, a series of sky thunder Sword Qi, wrapped in a fierce Spirit Power, ruthlessly pierced through the weak points of Wang Tianlong and his psychic spirit body!

Under Wang Tianlong's desperate resistance, most of the attacks were absorbed by his psychic body!

boom!

finally!

Wang Tianlong's psychic body dissipated, and many sword marks appeared on his body!

But the power of the Tianlei Cangyun Sword Formation is also exhausted at this moment!

Su Hao tried his best to restore the Spirit Power with Manchun Breathing Method. He just set up the Heavenly Thunder and Cangyun Sword Formation, which almost emptied all the Spirit Power in his body!

The current him doesn't even have the strength to move a step!

Su Hao's golden pupils didn't go out, he stared at Wang Tianlong, but it was already at the end of his strength!

The strength of the psychic practitioner is stronger than what Su Hao expected!

"Roar!" Wang Tianlong

After being severely injured by Su Hao, he was extremely angry, and roared at Su Hao, the blood was rolling, he just wanted to tear Su Hao into pieces!

But just as Wang Tianlong rushed towards Su Hao, a jet-black giant scythe suddenly hung upside down, piercing Wang Tianlong's chest directly!

Wang Tianlong raised his head, and was shocked to see that the black-robed Death Artifact, which had been scattered by his psychic body, appeared above his head again!

The black-robed Death Artifact Spirit also showed a terrifying and strange smiling face towards Wang Tianlong!

As if mocking silently, Wang Tianlong's stupidity and ignorance!

A look of unwillingness flashed across Wang Tianlong's eyes, but his vitality drained away rapidly, and finally turned into a foreign body!

An ugly blood-red corpse lay in the alley!

"It turned out to be the fourth-order Blood Devil family! His Blood Devil core is a valuable treasure!"

At this moment, Su Hao regained some strength with Manchun Breathing Method, quickly trotted to the side of Wang Tianlong's corpse, dug out the Blood Devil core from his body, put it together with Wang Tianlong's storage ring into the own storage bag!

Zhen Yesiqing's Rakshasa black sickle was already at the end of her battle, and the last blow just now exhausted all her Spirit Power and strength!

At this moment, she fell into the broken wall, watching Su Hao's operation of digging out the core of Blood Devil silently, and didn't say anything.

When Su Hao used his golden eyes in the room earlier, he saw that Wang Tianlong's body was a Blood Devil, so he followed him to see if he could catch a leak and take the Blood Devil's core.

At this moment, after Su Hao put away the Blood Devil's core, he glanced at the black sickle, suddenly changed his face, and intentionally threatened viciously: "We don't know the whereabouts of the Blood Devil's core, and you are not allowed to tell it, do you understand? If you dare to say Get out, and I'll kill you! Anyway, this is a Blood Devil clan without a Blood Devil core!"

Black Scythe: "..."

Black Sickle thought for a while, and nodded cooperatively.

"Sensible, but you don't have the strength right now. If other villains find you, it will be miserable. I'll carry you back and hand you over to your companions." Su Hao said.

A look of astonishment flashed across Hei Lian's eyes, she thought for a while, then raised her hand slightly, as if to make it easier for Su Hao to pull her out of the ruins.

But Su Hao added: "It's fine to carry you back, but you have to give me a little hard work fee."

Black Scythe: "..."