Ruling The Heavens With Divine Bugs

"Seven Star piercing gun!" Ye Wufeng did not hesitate to use his most powerful move and hit the sky.

The powerful fist went up against the current, tore the upside down thunder sea into two halves, and finally hit the void into a big black hole. However, there was no real effect. What should fall still fell, and was submerged by the thunder sea in an instant.

"Yan fire Hood!" A fire red curtain of light appeared around him.

"Hehe, it's a very good magic power. Many shenhuang realms are estimated to be unable to do anything about you with this magic power alone. However, this magic power still has weaknesses." In the depths of the void, the voice of the boy's banter sounded.

"Boom..."

"Ah..." Ye Wufeng gave a painful cry and fell to the ground with his head in his arms. Naoren was stabbed by thousands of steel needles.

The Yan fire cover didn't damage anything. Dashao's face suddenly became ugly. He said bitterly: "the thunder Sea belongs to the soul attack, and the Yan fire cover can't stop the soul attack!" The defense of Yan fire hood against physical attack and Avenue energy attack is undoubtedly very powerful, but it is just like a virtual attack against spiritual force, as if two do not exist in one dimension and do not interfere with each other.

"Boom..." just a face-to-face, the will villain in the soul sea was hit and flew, and the thunder sea outside didn't know where to open the channel, pouring into Ye Wufeng's soul sea.

"Roar, fight!" The willful villain roared and coagulated a purple thunder gun in his hand. He attacked without flinching. The defense of the divine soul is inferior to that of the flesh. This is the same for everyone, and lightning also has absolute restraint against the divine soul, but so what? What is the will? For ye Wufeng, will is the portrayal of his heart, his persistence and his root. Even in the face of Tianwei thunder, he has only one word, war!

The purple thunder gun flies up and down. In the face of the endless thunder sea, there is no fear of the endless wave. It is hit and killed again and again, just like an unyielding trendsetter, fighting more and more bravely.

"Boom..." the purple thunder gun was finally overwhelmed and broke in two. The will of the door was wide open. The villain was submerged by the thunder sea. In front of absolute power, he was defeated.

"Hehe, the soul power is not bad, but the spirit peak already has the power no less than the king's soul. It's a pity that the essence of the spirit and the king's soul is different. You're just this level, mole ant!" Disdainful laughter came into Ye Wufeng's ears.

"Roar..." mole ant, mole ant, two words constantly echoed in Dashao's ears, and ye Wufeng was unwilling to roar angrily.

"Damn it, damn it, Wang soul, if I am promoted to Wang soul, I will not lose, I will..." the angry big and young eyes suddenly lit up a clear color.

Promotion, only Wang soul can survive. There is thunder and fire. Isn't that just right? Why can't I promote?

"Nine refining of divine soul", an imperial soul refining skill, can be quenched with the power of thunder and fire. After nine transformations, you can enter the king's soul.

With a flash of light, the imperial soul refining skill sent by elder Pang appeared in his mind.

"The line of life and death has come to the extreme. You can't meet life until you put all your eggs in one basket!" With his roar, the villain who had been suppressed to the depths of the thunder sea suddenly burst into purple light. He sat cross legged and forgot both things and me.

"Spirit nine refining, vortex!" A vortex was generated above his head. Under the rotating force, the vortex grew from small to large, and soon formed a large tornado in the thunder sea.

"Spirit nine refining, lead!" The pure power of lightning is attracted from all directions.

"Nine refined spirits, devour!" Along the direction of the vortex, a large number of lightning force poured into the top of the willful villain.

"Spirit nine refining, quenching!" The fierce thunder and fire quenched the spirit inside the willful villain. Although the willful villain's eyes were closed, his face was completely distorted and ferocious. The pain on the soul was much stronger than that on the flesh. Quenching the spirit was the most difficult and dangerous step in the nine refining of the whole spirit. If there was a slight difference, it would be doomed. In this case, if he couldn't support it and fell into a coma, The whole spirit will completely collapse, and even if it survives by chance, it will only be a walking corpse, and it will completely become a fool.

"Quench, quench again!"

"Quench again!"

With each refining, the size of Ye Wufeng's spirit will be reduced by one circle, but the degree of cohesion will be increased by one point.

After nine consecutive times, the original fist size ghost villain has become the size of a thumb, but the purple light has been as strong as the hot sun, and finally reached the limit.

"Click..." with a slight sound, a small crack appeared in the eyebrow of the spirit villain. The crack was extending and soon developed into a dense crack like a cobweb.

"Boom..." the spirit villain exploded, and countless fragments shot out in all directions.

"Buzzing..." a purple seed floats in place and constantly swings outward.

"Boom..." a small left leg stretched out, followed by the right leg, then both hands, and finally a small head came out, just like Ye Wufeng, but it was too small to be small.

"Hum!" The little guy snorted coldly. Although he was small, his momentum was powerful and outrageous. He was more than a hundred times stronger than his fist size at first.

The spirit has completely changed, and the king's soul has become.

"Whoosh..." he suddenly rose to the sky, directly overturned the layers of thunder above his head, stood in the air, and looked down.

The fleshy little hand opened, smiled coldly at the thunder sea below, and said, "this is my territory, you are my food!"

"Nine refining of divine soul, vortex, introduction, bite, quenching and refining!" The vast thunder sea turned into countless thunder dragons and jumped into the air. Ye Wufeng's Little Wang soul, who had just transformed successfully, was not so much killed by these thunder dragons as sucked by the small vortex in the palm of the little guy.

"Devour!"

Long whales drink water. It's a wonder. The king soul villain the size of fingernail is a long whale drinking water, and the countless huge thunder dragons are swimming fish mixed in the water and eaten.

As time went by, it swallowed a whole day and night. The vast Lei Yan sea was swept away and became the energy in the small human body of the king soul. After swallowing such huge energy, the king soul man also recovered the size of his fist again.

He returned to the center of the soul sea, raised his small hand and shouted softly, "get up!"

The originally submerged Island slowly surfaced, which was his favorite place and also represented his absolute position here. When the thunder throne was placed, he sat down, pierced his eyes into the void, and said faintly, "I'm full, it's time to go to bed!"

Then he fell asleep.