Fury Towards The Burning Heaven

"You can't hold it up like Shenqi Dan, don't force it, you'll be in trouble if you hurt your soul." Jiang Yi saw Qian Wanguan's face twisted, cold sweat on his forehead, but he didn't eat Shenqi Dan quickly. Shen shouted.

Although this god-given pill is expensive, it is worth ten million days to eat one, but life is more important?

"Boss, I can do it!" Qian Wanguan is a wealthy slave, and he is the most sensitive to money and Tianshi. If he swallows millions of Tianshi in one bit, he will definitely feel sad when he cuts his flesh...

"Woo..."

I know that as time went on, the crying sound became clearer and clearer. Qian Wanguan was holding his head in pain and rolling on the ground. Jiang Yi hurriedly fed him the panacea, and Jin Jiao and Feng Luan could not stand it , Quickly swallowed the god-given pill, and the eye beast of another hall swallowed the god-cry pill.

"what?"

Jiang Yichao looked at Jiang Xiaonu and the little fox in her arms and saw that Jiang Xiaonu didn't react at all, but the little fox was still asleep and greatly disturbed.

It is understandable that Jiang Xiaonu is a special race. This little fox is so weak that there is nothing in it?

He swept away towards the little fox and saw that it was still sleeping. Nothing could help but make him more surprised. This little fox has been sleeping for several years. He said that it is cultivation. Is it sleep that is cultivation?

At this moment, the crying was so horrible. If he had not thirty-six soul swords, he would certainly not be able to withstand it. This little fox could not be unaffected, and this little fox hasn’t eaten or drank for several years. What kind of exercises are you doing?

"The demon queen said that the Tianhu family has a lot of Tianjun, but it is reasonable that it is not strong. The Tianhu family should be regarded as an ordinary demon. How can this little fox resist such a terrifying soul attack?"

Jiang Yi wondered, and after a few glances, he determined that the little fox wouldn't care about it anymore, and looked at the little slave: "Little slave, can you stand it?"

Jiang Xiaonu smiled sweetly: "Master, I'm fine, you don't have to worry, this soul attack is too weak."

"too weak?"

Jiang Wanfeng, Qian Wanguan, rolled his eyes at the same time, is Jiang Xiaonu this special race too powerful? Not only did he become extremely terrified, but his soul was ridiculously strong...

"Ooooo..."

The voice became more horrible, and Jiang Yi no longer ignored the crowd, sitting on the ground, concentrating on controlling thirty-six soul swords against the strange energy that entered his mind.

That energy poured into the sea of ​​soul consciousness from all directions, piercing towards the soul body like an invisible thin needle. If Qian Wanguan and others did not swallow the God Weeping Pill, it was absolutely painful and passed out.

"How did this voice come into being? The cry of the god? Crap, this should be a natural attack of the soul, or it is a prohibition deliberately made by the Nangong emperor, the purpose is to sell the **** crying Dan!"

Jiang Yi pouted his lips. While controlling thirty-six soul swords against the attack of the sound, he released the magic witchcraft to investigate the source of the sound.

The benefits of tens of thousands of dodgy witchcraft are manifested. Jiang Yi can use his heart for two purposes, three purposes, four purposes...not affected at all.

A scene emerged from his mind, and there was a dead silence in the city. Apart from the gusting winds, there was no movement at all. Jiang Yi investigated carefully and found that the sound came from the wind.

The weird thing is……

The shield was opened in the city, and all the outside wind could not be blown in, so Jiang Yi could not trace the source of the wind. The city also felt that the vitality suddenly became chaotic, which led to the violent wind.

"Is it true that the **** cry is made by the four big families?"

Jiang Yi is very skeptical, just build a strong prohibition and make a weird voice, it is not impossible for the soul to attack the people in the city...

The Nangong Emperor can even build the Jiulongzhu God Array. This god-given city is still suspended in the air. Is it too pediatric to build a ban?

"Hoohoo!"

The wind became louder and louder, and Jiang Yi dared not continue to investigate, and he devoted himself to resisting the soul attack. After resisting for a while, he suddenly shocked his soul, wondering: "Why, after these soul attacks were dispelled by the soul sword, a small amount of energy remained?"

He found that there was a small amount of energy in the soul knowing the sea, and he was overjoyed. On the Huangquan Road of Xuan Emperor Palace, he had the energy left after he crushed the Soul Eater last time. Only thirty-six soul swords appeared. Is there energy that can be absorbed in the same way?

"call out!"

The larger dragon sword of his main soul flew away. Sure enough...the remaining small amount of energy was absorbed, and the main soul increased a little.

"Hahaha!"

He laughed, and it seemed that the God Weeping was not bad. Although the energy was pitiful, it was better than nothing. If he continued, he could split some soul swords.

Originally, he hoped that God Weep will disappear soon, but now he hopes that the longer the better, the small needles that pierce in can't stop his Soul Sword's attack at all, and they will shatter when they hit, leaving a small amount of energy absorbed by his Lord's soul.

"Isn't this the prohibition built by the Nangong Emperor? Is it really formed by heaven and earth naturally? Otherwise, how could there be residual energy?"

Jiang Yi was confused again, but the attack was becoming more and more brutal. He didn't dare to think too much, and he controlled the Soul Sword to dance in the sea of ​​soul. Fortunately, he has thirty-six soul swords, which can form several defensive circles, and surround the main soul firmly. If other means of soul defense are sure to be attacked by this impenetrable fine needle, it will eventually be unbearable.

"Sister Slave, are you okay?"

Feng Luan discovered that after swallowing the Divine Pill, there would be a layer of energy wrapped around the body of the soul. Those fine needles could not be attacked at all. After a while, he stopped paying attention and turned his attention to Jiang Xiaonu.

"Sister Luan, I'm fine! Rest assured."

Jiang Xiaonu and Fengluan herring had been together for a while, and the relationship was not bad, but compared with Su Ruoxue, she was still far away. She smiled lightly and didn't care.

Half an hour, an hour!

The crying sound gradually weakened. After another half an hour, the city finally returned to calm. Jiang Yi also exhaled for a long time, opening his eyes tiredly. Although he blocked all the attacks, he was also tired. Enough choking.

After a short rest, he looked inside his soul and grinned: "Yes, this **** is so good."

Feng Luan and others looked at each other and looked at each other. Qian Wanguan reached out and touched Jiang Yi's head and asked, "Boss, are you okay? The **** weep is good? A **** cried, but five **** cries are used, that is Fifty million Tianshi! Fifty million, how many super holy weapons can be bought..."

"Ha ha!"

Jiang Yi didn't care, waved his hand and said: "Tianshi is gone and you can earn it again. This strength is fundamental. One Shen Weep can make me split three Soul Swords, ten times is thirty. One year later, The number of my soul swords can reach 72! Maybe the soul can be advanced?"