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Red Devil Realm battlefield.

Qin Feng held the Martial Soul Overlord Spear in his hand and shuttled through the crowd. The golden soul power on his body surged like a god of war. No one could get within three feet of him.

"Roar!"

Xiang Qian transformed into a humanoid demon dragon and joined Hou Feng on the left and right, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, eliminating many less powerful spirit masters.

"If this continues, our soul power will be exhausted sooner or later, and we have to find a way to break out." Qin Feng knocked out an attack-type spirit master with one punch.

Among the few people, there was only one priest, Murong Qingyue, who couldn't keep up with the treatment.

No matter how powerful Qin Feng and others were, they would still be eliminated by exhausting their soul power.

"Lin Que, you owe me a lot of this favor." Qin Feng glanced at Lin Que, who was unconscious in the jeep, and said in a deep voice.

"The first soul skill, the spear shoots out like a dragon!"

After injecting soul power, the dragon pattern on the Overlord's Spear gradually awakened and turned into a soaring golden dragon, hovering over the Overlord's Spear.

"drink!"

With a spear thrust out, the golden dragon let out an excited dragon roar, carrying endless spear power, and instantly eliminated a group of spirit masters with level 10 soul power.

"Walk!"

Qin Feng led everyone to evacuate.

Xiang Qian walked ahead with Lin Que on his back.

"Chase." Yang Xiao's face was gloomy.

Qin Feng and others fled all the way down the road. During the process, they encountered many ghosts blocking the road, but they were all wiped out by Qin Feng with one shot.

"You shouldn't mind your own business." Qin Feng said to himself.

A good hunt for ghosts, isn’t it delicious?

Now I'm fine, I'm being chased and spanked by a group of people.

"Boss, more than half of our soul power has been consumed." Lu Feng said.

In this fight and escape, the Kuangzhan Spirit Controlling Group was better. After all, they were all level 20 or above spirit control members, but the Hunting Blade Spirit Controlling Group was miserable.

Except for the priest, the remaining soul power of the others is almost negligible, and it is estimated that they will not even be able to summon martial souls.

"You take Lin Que and retreat first." Qin Feng said.

Su Tang shook his head: "As long as the red devil doesn't come out, Yang Xiao and the others will find out sooner or later, and they won't be able to escape."

Qin Feng was silent, holding the Overlord Spear tightly in his hand.

"Hurry, they are right in front, don't let them escape."

"Chase!"

After a while, Yang Xiao led people to catch up again.

"Damn it, it's like dog-skin plaster, it's endless!" Qin Feng was angry. Since he couldn't escape, there was only one way.

war!

"Don't fight them head-on, give them control, use soul skills to consume them, and use up all their remaining soul power." Yang Xiao directed the crowd.

Immediately, soul skills all over the sky came towards Qin Feng and others.

"not good!"

Qin Feng's expression changed with shock: "Protect the Hunting Blade Spirit Control Group."

Su Tang and others had lost their soul power. Under such intensive attacks, they would be seriously injured at least.

Yang Xiao, this is murderous!

However, the battle line was too long and Qin Feng wanted to return reinforcements, but Yang Xiao would not give them a chance. The members of the Feilun Yuling Group clung to Qin Feng and others.

"Yang Xiao, this is a competition, can you bear the responsibility for killing people?" Qin Feng roared.

Yang Xiao smiled ferociously and turned a blind eye.

Fists and feet have no eyes, even if the school blames him, and his grandfather defends him, he is afraid of a hammer.

Lin Que must be killed.

"No!"

Qin Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and the terrifying soul power of level 30 soared into the sky.

It's too late.

"Lin Que, you're still alive!" Yang Xiao looked excited.

next moment.

Snowflakes suddenly fell across the entire battlefield.

A martial soul peacock with a body as holy as snow flutters its wings and flies, with six beautiful figures standing on its back.

"The second soul skill, extreme cold!" Mo Qingcheng's lips and teeth moved slightly.

The martial soul ice crystal peacock flapped its wings and screamed, and a terrifying cold air erupted from its mouth, blocking the attack.

Tian Yu waved the martial soul whip in his hand, magnifying it infinitely, pulling Lin Que and others over and out of the attack range.

Many soul skills broke through the cold air barrier and hit Lin Que's previous location. The terrifying soul power explosion directly smashed a deep pit seven or eight meters high into the ground.

If it hit Lin Que and others, there would be no possibility of survival.

"Lin Que!"

Mo Qingcheng jumped down and ran towards the unconscious Lin Que anxiously.

Following behind, in addition to the Qingcheng Royal Spirit Group, was Chu Junyao.

"Damn fat man, get out of here!"

Xiang Qian wanted to say hello, but Tian Yu kicked him away mercilessly.

Looking at Lin Que surrounded by beautiful women, Xiang Qian sobbed aggrievedly: "I'm already in a coma and still have such a beautiful blessing. When will my love come?"

"I also want sweet love

!”

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