Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 216 Slaughter

Black flames spread.

It was pitch-black, with a hint of sinister feeling, and the flames continued to spread, and soon spread over a large area.

The rarity of the Martial Spirit of the Earth Ming-level is naturally reasonable. The little monk in **** not only has the ability to attack spiritually, but also has other types of attacks attached.

When Qiao Ye stretched out his hand to cover his head, the flames seemed to come alive, crawling up to Qiao Ye's body, and then began to burn, trying to burn through the armor on Qiao Ye's body.

In this regard, Bai Lingfeng sneered, the nether flame of the little **** monk is not irresistible, but his own little **** monk is a martial soul of the earth ming level. How can a normal martial soul fight against the little **** monk?

"Your end..." Bai Lingfeng shouted in a low voice, "I was burned to ashes by me!"

boom!

The flames on Qiao Ye's body suddenly soared by a few points, completely covering Qiao Ye's body.

However, when Bai Lingfeng laughed proudly, Qiao Ye suddenly looked up at Bai Lingfeng.

At that moment, Bai Lingfeng couldn't help being startled, and when he met Qiao Ye's gaze, he felt a chill in his heart, as if he was being stared at by a fierce beast, and it seemed like he was falling into an ice cave!

"Martial spirit is good..." Qiao Ye licked the corner of his mouth and said, "Unfortunately, the rank is too low!"

Every time a word was uttered in Qiao Ye's mouth, he took a step forward, as if his body was constantly moving, erratically walking on the arena.

Tianwu three styles, ascend to the sky!

Nine Palace Flying Star!

Almost in an instant, Qiao Ye came to Bai Lingfei, and the halberd in his hand swept forward.

"what!"

With a scream, Bai Lingfei turned pale and quickly grabbed the halberd. Even so, the black halberd in Qiao Ye's hand, the crescent halberd, slashed into Bai Lingfeng's waist.

Bai Lingfei opened his mouth, and blood kept flowing out of his mouth. He gritted his teeth and looked at Qiao Ye and said, "I am a Martial Spirit of Earth Ming, why can't I suppress you!"

"Maybe me too!" Qiao Ye's arm muscles tightened: "You should ask the King of Hell yourself!"

puff!

Bai Lingfei's hands were finally unable to support it, and slowly fell down, while Qiao Ye swept the black halberd and slashed Bai Lingfei's body in two!

"You defeated a martial artist of the seventh rank of Martial Madness, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Points: 9600 points."

Qiao Ye held the halberd and turned around slowly.

"Almost!" Qiao Ye raised the black spear high and said, "It's time to end!"

Boom!

Qiao Ye forcefully smashed the black halberd to the ground, and amidst the loud noise, a large black smoke billowed up, extremely surging.

Nether Demon Realm!

Quiet and strange feeling, the surroundings seem to be trapped in an extremely terrifying space, quiet and terrifying.

One by one, the stone mountains suddenly rose from the ground, and between the valleys, black smoke slowly flowed out, low and depressed.

Suddenly, the space seemed to start crying.

The black smoke dissipated, white skeletons hung all over the mountains and plains, and the dark eye sockets flickered with faint fires, emitting the sound of Devil May Cry.

Then……

Joe Ye is coming!

Stepping on the viscous blood and smashing the bones, as if walking through purgatory and returning to the world.

A thin black smoke drifted towards the front and passed by the crowd.

Immediately after...

puff!

A head flew into the sky, flipped constantly in the air, and then fell to the ground.

Qiao Ye's body was surrounded by black smoke, appeared directly in front of the person, and took off...

his head!

"You defeated a martial artist of the eighth rank of Martial Madness, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Value: 10,000 points."

After one blow, Qiao Ye didn't stop.

There seemed to be wind blowing all around, and the black smoke drifted towards the surroundings, everything around became hazy, and Qiao Ye's figure also disappeared into the smoke and disappeared completely.

Then……

puff!

The second muffled sound of tearing flesh appeared.

Zhang Zhun widened his glasses and looked down at his chest. The golden figure of Luohan was actually vulnerable. Qiao Ye appeared behind him like a ghost, and then a halberd pierced his body.

The golden body shattered instantly, and Zhang Zhun fell to his knees on the ground.

"You defeated a martial artist of the seventh rank of Martial Madness, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Points: 9600 points."

After slashing two people in a row, Qiao Ye took a step back, and his body was about to hide in the smoke again.

Di Qiulong shouted: "Come on together, don't let him hide in the smoke again!"

Along with Di Qiulong's roar, the wave-turning white flood dragon swooped down from the air again. During the charge, a wave of water followed the body of the white flood dragon and pushed away all around, fighting against the surrounding smoke.

at the same time……

da da da da da...

The rapid footsteps sounded, and at the moment when Di Qiulong directed the white flood dragon to charge towards Qiao Ye, the other four also charged at the same time and pressed towards Qiao Ye.

"Huh!" Qiao Ye spit out a turbid voice: "You seem to have made a mistake!"

While talking, Qiao Ye raised the black halberd in front of him, stretched out his hand and stroked the halberd pole, then pinched the tail of the halberd and dragged the entire halberd to the ground.

"Even if we fight head-on..." Qiao Ye grinned and smiled evilly: "The result will not make any difference!"

At the moment when the four of them approached him, Qiao Ye grabbed the halberd pole, twisted his ankle sharply, his body suddenly rotated, the black halberd in his hand swept across in a circle, and then a circle of black arc light pushed away all around.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the four people who jumped in the air seemed to be suspended there, as if they were still.

Then……

poof, poof, poof, poof...

On the bodies of the four of them, terrifying wounds burst open at the same time, and blood spurted frantically, scattered everywhere.

"You defeated a martial artist of the seventh rank of Martial Madness, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Points: 9600 points."

"You defeated a martial artist of the eighth rank of Martial Madness, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Value: 10,000 points."

Qiao Ye raised his head and met the white flood dragon that had already rushed to him, grabbed the black halberd, suddenly took a step forward, and threw the black halberd forcefully.

puff!

The black halberd turned into a black streamer, hit the forehead of the white flood dragon, directly pierced the head of the white flood dragon with a blow, and then kept moving forward, directly entering the body of the white flood dragon.

Bai Jiao's body was like torn apart at this moment, constantly bursting open, and then...

The black halberd pierced from the end of the white dragon, approaching Di Qiulong!

"Do not!"

Di Qiulong exclaimed and wanted to dodge, but found that his legs were filled with lead, and he couldn't move at all. He was finally stabbed in the chest by the black halberd, and the whole person flew out towards the rear.

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