Sky War Soul

After the sound appeared, the expressions of the great sage and Mutu were suddenly paralyzed.

How can it be that Xiao Qian has already left!

The sound is close, indicating that Xiao Qian has not been far away from here after escaping, but has been hiding around to observe.

Xiao Qian's fame and strength, in fact, do not need to be like this, but he is still like this, and even has formed a habit.

It has to be said that his mind is too delicate.

"If I can kill him once, I can kill him twice. See how many elixirs you can have!"

Xiao Qian and Jie smiled, only to see a dust suddenly burst up tens of meters away, turning into a ray of silver light piercing the sky and shooting at Chu cloud.

At the moment, Chu Yun is still cross legged, and his perception of the outside world is almost zero.

"Pooh!"

The void is pierced in the blink of an eye. In front of such a strong man, the influence of distance is negligible.

As long as he thinks, even a few kilometers away, it won't give you any chance to react.

However, in an instant, a flag wrapped Chu Yun's body and made him jump into the air.

"Well?"

Xiao Qian frowns. This kid is clearly at the critical moment of promotion. How could he react so quickly.

At the moment of his hand, it was clear that Chu Yun had locked all the positions where he could escape, but how could he escape.

"You can only be regarded as a descendant in front of the king, but also try to play tricks with the king. You can't help yourself."

Mutu's body flickered thousands of miles away, and his face was full of contempt.

He holds Chu Yun in one hand and the demon flag in the other.

In the moment of Xiao Qian's hand, Mutu covered Chu Yun with the Tianmo flag which had been prepared for a long time, and twinkled a thousand kilometers away with him.

"Bang!"

In front of him came a huge force. In the fierce wind, there was a flash of Buddhist Sanskrit, which increased the power to the highest level.

Xiao Qian's face was cold, and his thin hands suddenly poked out and caught the long stick.

I saw his wrist shaking, and he easily dissolved the huge force attached to it. Just when he wanted to take the stick, the Sanskrit attached to the stick suddenly flashed, and the golden light slipped into his palm.

"Buddhist Sanskrit!"

Xiao Qian let out a low cry, only feeling that his palm was pierced by the tip of a needle.

Against the Buddha's light, my body was about to collapse.

Xiao Qian clenches his teeth, and his figure becomes illusory again, just like a grain of dust, which melts into the silence between heaven and earth.

Although there was a battle to stop his life, after all, after thousands of years, Xiao Qian 's body had been rotten for a long time, and now he belongs to a kind of dried corpse.

However, the Sanskrit of Buddhism is specially for dealing with these ghosts and gods. In addition, Xiao Qian's frontal combat ability is not strong, so he can only retreat in the face of Sanskrit of the great sage.

"You old immortal thing, since Shouyuan is done, it's better to die early. You have to cheat the corpse."

The saint's eyes are gloomy and his tone contains anger: "if I don't arrange you this time, I won't be called the saint!"

"You have planned ahead of time. It's impossible. It's up to you to find my trace!"

In the void, Xiao Qian's voice is roaring like thunder.

He was not far away from chuyun himself before. If he tried his best, even the strong in the same realm would never react so fast.

Unless, the other party has made preparations ahead of time!

Mutu put his hand on his forehead and showed his third eye. He sneered: "taling reminded me that you haven't gone far, so I secretly used the devil's eye. Guess what? The hiding skill you are proud of can't hide under the devil's eye. What's funny is that you still think you are superior and control everything."

"Old mu, where is this tortoise and grandson?"

In the eyes of the great saint, there was a flash of killing machine. The stick in his hand gave out the light of Buddha. Several Sanskrit words floated around, and the breath was very good.

"A little left in front of you, about 100 meters away."

Mutu sneered at the corner of his mouth: "this old man is coming at me. Stop him!"

"OK!"

The great sage's eyes are heavy, and he draws out the stick with his backhand, sweeping the sky like a dragon.

The Buddha's light melts one side's void completely. Sanskrit shuttles back and forth in the void, hissing and hissing.

"Damn it!"

Xiao Qian is hit by Sanskrit and forced to show up.

He clenched his teeth, his figure flickered forward, and roared loudly: "this is the last time I woke up. I must clear up the future threat for my family. There is no doubt that Chu Yun will die today!"

"Hiss!"

Under the control of the great sage, Sanskrit shot out like a sharp arrow and pierced Xiao Qian's arm through several holes.

There was only a skeleton left in his body. There was no flesh and blood. There was white smoke from the wound, which was shocking.

Xiao Qian eats the pain, reaches out to break the void, and rushes the saint for hundreds of meters.

Once again, his figure turns into dust and moves forward at a high speed in the air.

"The old dog is coming at me."

Mutu's eyes are cold. His magic eye can see all the movements of Xiao Qian, so he has no fear in his heart.

"Brush!"

Mutu launches the demon flag again, wraps him and Chu Yun, blinks to ten thousand meters away.

In the moment when their figure disappeared, a sharp streamer pierced the void where Chu Yun had previously set foot, and the space split like a spider's web, sending out surging air flow.

"Squeak."

Xiao Qian gnaws his teeth and his pupils are full of fire.

Hate, hate!

This is the last time that I woke up. Both my realm and strength have fallen to an unprecedented low.

Except that the assassin talent is still strong, the frontal combat power is poor.

Now, if you fight head-on, you may not even be able to fight with the four or five masters of yuhuajing, let alone the monkey who can control his Buddhist Sanskrit.

If they are still at their peak, these people are nothing. They can easily be wiped out. What's more, they play their part.

"Multiple flash stabs!"

Xiao Qian clenched his teeth and forced out all the remaining strength in his body.

Anyway, I'm a dying man. I've lived long enough. As long as I can kill Chu Yun, I'll finish my mission.

After the voice fell, Xiao Qian turned into more than ten phantoms, each of which was a bit illusory, like false, but it could also be true.

Xiao Qian's more than ten illusions rushed to Mutu at the same time. They were all over the place. They were too fast to be seen.

Mutu frowned. He raised the breath to the extreme. The devil's eyes were fixed on the void, trying to find out Xiao Qian's real body.

Only the blood began to seep from the eyes of the devil, which was a kind of super high load.

"Tell me where you are!"

Taling is a little anxious. Xiao Qian is very fast. The reaction opportunity left for Mutu is not long.

Mutu roared twice. Not only the magic eye in his eyebrow could not bear it, but also his eyes were greatly stimulated and full of blood.

"Come on, tell me!"

Taling was dazzled. She didn't know which side of the phantom was the real body. She was very anxious.

Once, I only have one chance!

"Pooh!"

With a slight sound, Mutu eyebrow's magic eyes burst, blood plasma gushed out, and there was a colic in his soul.

He has reached the limit, and the magic eye has reached the limit.

"Left Second on the left! "

Mutu trembled and his face was as white as paper. Although he was holding the demon flag in his hand, he could not lift his strength.

I tried my best to see through Xiao Qian's real body. Whether I could stop Xiao Qian's attack or not depends on taling.

"Jiufang purgatory tower, town!"

Taling stood in the void, with no smile on her pretty face. It was cold.

She reached for a finger, and suddenly a black pagoda appeared in the void, which was full of mystery. She pressed hard towards the position where Xiao Qian was!

Very determined, without any hesitation.

Jiufang purgatory tower went towards Xiao Qian's suppression. The overflowing power shattered the sky. The power of one blow was unspeakable.

Xiao Qian's hair was cold and his lungs were about to explode.

Who is the holy man? He is so weak, but he can see all his whereabouts.

Damn, damn!

In the face of the suppression of Jiufang purgatory tower, Xiao Qian's figure remained in place, as if trapped in the mud.

No matter how he struggles, it doesn't work.

"If I'm still at the top, you'll all die. You'll all die!"

Xiao Qian is unwilling to look up to the sky and roar. The waves turn into waves and spread to all directions. The visible sound waves spread in the void.

"Boom!"

The Jiufang purgatory tower is as heavy as Mount Tai. It was suppressed without any reason. Xiao Qian's corpse like body was completely crushed and there was no room for resistance.

Although Mutu looked miserable, he grinned: "it's really worthy of being a Holy Spirit soldier. On the one hand, even the seven and eight strong in the feathered environment can't carry it down!"

"You can't kill the old dog by yourself!"

The great saint came lamely, swearing.

Taling's face was always expressionless, as if he had only done what he should have done.

"Xiao Qian is dead. Then you can protect his Dharma."

After taling left this sentence, the figure merged into the void and returned to the cloud world.

"It's really strong."

Mutu's expression was shocked, and his mind was still remembering the previous blow.

Jiufang purgatory tower is the embodiment of the whole cloud world. This attack is like the suppression of the whole cloud world. It's too vast.

Taling's figure appeared in the cloud palace. As soon as he went back, his face was dry and white, and he could not help spraying a mouthful of blood.

"The loss of energy is too great. You should be more careful when you sell later."

Taling wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth, thinking so.

"Boom!"

The whole sky and the sky are changing. There are thunder flashes in the sky, especially the sound of storm and thunder.

The strong aura of heaven and earth is like a tornado, all concentrated in this area.

In front of the saint's eyes, looking at the figure at the center of the spirit storm, he could not help sighing --

"this boy is really a monster, and he has been promoted!"