The Eternal Life of His Majesty

Devour spirit

"Ants, do you dare to underestimate us?" There was a very angry soul, "What about the real dragon? We have been buried for seven hundred years. How can you, hairy boy, humiliation!"

"pretty!"

Before Qin Xuan could speak, the** in the air had already spoken.

Longkou closed slightly, and the huge voice exploded like thunder, "Some phantom blobs, dare to talk to a senior like this?"

** Secretly glanced at Qin Xuan with residual light, not without flattering thoughts.

In his heart, if it could please the current Qin Xuan, I was worried that it would be able to split more spirits in the future. After all, he had been a sleeping prisoner trapped in the black soul stone for a long time. The dragon soul was already very weak. Despite being nourished by Qin Xuan's immortal strength, it was still weak and pitiful, not to mention the demonic alchemy power at its peak. .

Thinking carefully about this, Qin Xuan would naturally not take it seriously.

He only smiled faintly, then slowly uttered the word: "Kill!"

Suddenly,** and Mo Ling in the air were shocked. The first thing to do is impatience **. He roared, and the dragon's body swooped down.

Like an eagle catching a rabbit, he tightly grasped one of the soul weapons in an instant.

Under his dragon claws, the condensed evil spirit exploded instantly, turning into an evil wind that swept out in all directions.

The soul was shocked, and his eyes were completely sharp.

He actually left his weapon directly, relying on his hand to tightly hold the claw*, actually wanting to fight close **.

Facing this soul behavior, he smiled contemptuously.

No matter how irresistible, he was also a demon pill dragon, possessing the existence of divine consciousness, how could it compare to an ordinary soul?

"death court!"

** Quite take out two words, and immediately, a pair of dragon claws seemed to explode with a powerful force, instantly pinching the soul hand into powder, turning it into a deployment of soul force.

** One dragon mouth, that soul power was swallowed directly by him.

At the entrance of soul force, the god body actually swelled up a little, and that pair of eyes was even more excited.

"die!"

** It exploded, it instantly ensnared the soul from a height with its dragon body. In a slow winding, the soul wailed and disappeared in the sky.

** Open your mouth directly and swallow all your soul power into your stomach.

It seemed to have swallowed the elixir, showing a very comfortable expression.

This was only the blink of an eye, and it was the death of the soul king, Yuan Jinhong who saw this scene was already unable to reveal his inner horrors.

Even though Mo Ling by the side did it later, he still did it.

Spirituality that comes from the ink qi of the literati in the long years, is not good at killing and fighting, but still has its own means.

I saw Mo Ling pressing on all fours like a hill.

In an instant, two evil spirits struggled to prop up under his terrifying body, his weapons exploded in an instant, and even those spirits began to break apart.

Mo Ling's fighting method was very simple, simple and crude, without a trace of skill.

On the other hand, after obtaining the benefits of spirit power from one soul, the entire person swallowed all twelve souls in one bite.

He continued to throw, flick his tail, and drop his claws, constantly forcing the three souls in front of him to retreat steadily, no matter how those souls attacked, but to the soul of the dragon soul, the addition of sharp blades like scratches. Same, maybe in the eyes.

For a while, the twelve spirits that had come ferociously earlier, under the dragon and turtle did not seem to have the strength to bind the chicken, only retreated steadily.

Qin Xuan watched calmly from the side, standing proudly.

This result was unexpected for him, although these twelve souls were not weak, each of them possessed an innate strength that could be countered. However, they met Qin Xuan.

** Needless to say, it is the soul of the Flood Dragon in the true Demon Pill Stage. He knows how to cultivate. Although it was now only a soul and could not control Taoism, the methods he possessed were still not comparable to these souls.

On the other hand, these spirits had sufficient strength, but they did not have the means to control such power.

After all, 700 years ago, they were just ordinary soldiers or generals. What kind of strength could Zhu Di's army and generals exchange for with 60,000 casualties for 500,000 casualties?

Moreover, it was Mo Ling. Since the Spring and Autumn Period, Mo Ling came from the literary spirit of the writers and ink guests. After a long time, all the amazing truth Mo Ling had was death from a dead spirit of hatred.

As a result, not surprisingly, Qin Xuan at the foot of the mountain had anticipated the problem at Longchi Mountain before, so he handed Mo Ling* at the villa to check this spiritual vein.

Qin Xuan smiled, and suddenly his expression moved.

A strong wind came suddenly, and the Everlasting Sword suddenly sounded with a low groan, and slashed through the strong wind.

Ding!

A metal-like collision sounded in the air, but the three spirits broke away from the battle between Mo Ling and the god and directly came to Qin Xuan.

Clearly, they knew that Qin Xuan was the ruler of this dragon and turtle, and only by killing Qin Xuan could they reverse the outcome.

"kill him!"

One of them was riding a horse, roaring with an evil spirit burning his body.

"Should I catch the thief first?"

Qin Xuan laughed foolishly, "Slightly clever, but unfortunately .. You picked the wrong person!"

Qin Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, and his eyes gradually became indifferent.Taking a step forward, the Immortal Sword was already in his hands.

"I don't want to do it to you, just because .. you're not worthy!"

"Are you the only one who can be fooled into treating me as a weak person?"

Qin Xuan smiled, and the Immortal Sword in his hand shook slightly, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

The entire person seemed to disappear between heaven and earth, and when he reappeared, he was already behind the three souls.

In the Eternal Sword, a faint trace of Xianxin Di's thought had been attributed to the sea of knowledge.

Qin Xuan stood holding the sword, and the next moment, the three spirits behind him exploded in an instant, turning into soul force in the sky.

"A ... what?"

Yuan Jinhong even lost his voice, even if the Shuangling Dragon Turtle did not have this scene by his side before, it made him feel shocked.

With just one sword and one thought, those three soul kings were actually beheaded?

Who is this guy? A giant?

Yuan Jinhong could not imagine that he could not stop the Spirit King with a single sword, this young man actually killed three people with a single sword.

Could he be immortal?

Other than the gods of the original land, who else possessed such magical power?

Yuan Jinhong was lethargic, cold sweat began to appear on his forehead, looking at the soul kings who were gradually torn apart and destroyed, less than twenty minutes, before that, he thought that / that entire Chinese Dao realm master was invincible. The soul king had completely disappeared.

It turned into a sky filled with soul force, engulfed by the dragons and turtles in the sky.

After devouring twelve soul queens, Yuan Jinhong discovered that the dragon and the turtle had almost doubled in size.

In his eyes, the figure that once thought to be a madman stood proudly, as if he was descending from the world.

Qin Xuan's face was calm and indifferent, though, it was as if the twelve spirits disappeared completely and it was not enough to create a wave of waves in his heart.He only saw the evil spirits that filled the sky and threw the Immortal Sword straight into the air.

With both hands condensing tactics, for a moment, the Eternal Sword was like a huge vortex, the thick evil spirits in the sky were constantly being swallowed up by the Immortal Sword, and the roots of the ink-colored sword body gradually turned into blood. .

Yuling engulfed the soul, moved the sword, and purified evil!

** He groaned softly, his body kept shrinking, lingering around Qin Xuan's body, looking flattering, Mo Ling also turned into a small turtle and quietly crawled on Qin Xuan's shoulder.

Yuan Jinhong saw this scene, as if he felt as if he was not facing someone, but Emperor Zhenwu with the bodies of a dragon and a turtle.

It was indescribable for him to describe the person in front of him After a few minutes of silence, Yuan Jinhong's heart came out.