The Legend of Douba Resurrection

finger drop!The soul is dead!

The faint golden fire waves that filled one area of ​​the sky finally dissipated slowly, leaving nothing left in place.

"Huh! The world is finally quiet."

Xiao Yan exhaled lightly and sighed.

Another battlefield above the sky.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Sharp winds and long sonic booms continued to emanate from here, and then spread rapidly to the surroundings.

Two figures, one green and one black, were tightly intertwined, and there was a kind of life-and-death terror hidden between fists and feet. Every move and every move could easily kill someone.

But obviously, the situation on the court is very clear.

The black-robed figure had been pressed and beaten by the middle-aged man in green-clothes all the time, and the black-robed figure was clumsy and dangerous under the casual attacks of the middle-aged man in green-clothed man.

As for when to lose, it depends on the mood of the middle-aged man in green.

"No! Vice-Hall Master, save me!!!"

An unusually shrill scream suddenly entered the field.

The attack of the black-robed figure who was struggling to support it suddenly stagnated, and the middle-aged man in green clothes was keenly aware of this incongruity, and raised his right palm to the black-robed figure's chest, and lightly stamped on it.

"Oh!"

This attack, like a horned antelope, landed on the chest of the black-robed figure without any fumes.

"puff!"

The black-robed figure who had been hit hard couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of old blood, and his breath languished instantly.

The black-robed figure with rich combat experience decisively took advantage of this counter-shock force to control his figure and quickly retreated violently.

"That trash Hun Qing died like this? Trash! Useless trash! How can I get out today?"

The brain of the black-robed figure was running crazily.

"Hehe, Lord Vice Hall Master, you are a mere three-star early-stage Dou Sheng who dares to be distracted when he fights against me, are you tired of work?"

The figure in the green shirt calmly tossed his sleeves and smiled softly.

"Hmph! Since that idiot Hun Qing is dead, I don't have to worry anymore."

Immediately, the vice-master of the Soul Palace changed his fingerprints and shouted coldly: "Family pattern, now!"

"Buzz!"

In an instant, a vortex-shaped strange ethnic pattern appeared between the eyebrows of the deputy hall master of the Soul Hall, and its aura instantly leaped from the early stage of the Three-Star Fighting Saint to the late stage of the Three-Star Fighting Saint.

"I have summoned the family pattern and haven't broken through the three-star battle saint. It really is a waste."

Yao Chen glanced at the Deputy Hall Master of the Soul Hall who was aura soaring and shook his head.

"Don't be complacent, Yaochen, the three-star Dou Sheng can still let you die here today!"

The vice-master of the Soul Hall's face was as cold as a ball of ice.

He knew that this might be his last chance to make a move, and it was time for him to fight hard. Whether he lived or died depended on the present!

"Hey, let me see."

Yao Chen smiled irrefutably.

"puff!"

The expression of the vice-master of the Hall of Souls suddenly became solemn, and a finger was bitten in his mouth. The deputy master of the Hall of Souls raised his blood-oozing fingers and drew a series of complicated and mysterious runes in the void. .

In the blink of an eye, this set of weird runes was finished by the vice-master of the Hall of Souls.

Yao Chen didn't speak, and just quietly watched the actions of the vice-master of the Soul Palace, and there seemed to be a hint of concern and pity in his eyes.

Anyway, that look made the Vice Hall Master of the Soul Palace want to give up the half-exercised fighting skills in his hands, and get up and fight him directly.

No, no, this is not the time to think about it, when I finish using this fighting skill, I will definitely be able to completely eliminate Yao Chen!

The Deputy Hall Master of the Soul Palace shook his head vigorously to drive out all the distracting thoughts in his mind.

"Oh!"

The weird runes that were carved immediately released a burst of bright light.

"Jie Jie, it will be finished soon!"

The vice-master of the Hall of Souls laughed strangely, and then suddenly punched his chest with his right fist, and instantly spit out a mouthful of blood on the string of weird runes.

The strange rune, aided by the essence and blood of the Deputy Hall Master of the Soul Palace, turned extremely bright red in an instant, and then it seemed to come alive, the bright red rune leaped into the void and disappeared.

"Come on! The funeral of the soul!"

The Deputy Hall Master of the Soul Hall suddenly raised his arms high and said frantically.

"boom!"

A pitch-black energy vortex with a size of a thousand feet suddenly crashed out of the void, and even the space in the rapid rotation had a faint feeling of being drawn into it.