“Which master is here?

When we arrived at our Daqin territory, we would do it without saying hello... it seems not good, right?"

Of course no one will answer Ma Qiang's words.

Even after he spoke, another suppressed soldier suddenly began to collapse in his seven orifices.

Almost in an instant, the blood sprayed out spurted Ma Qiang's face.

Silent mockery.

A naked slap in the face.

If you discover my movements, what can I do?

I can't kill me, I can't find me hiding in the dark, killing a few chess pieces I controlled is just a killing between you.

And this is exactly the purpose of a certain God Lord.

If you don’t get confused, how can he collect emotions to fill his stomach?

In the night, the Lord of God thought like this.

Then, it was stunned...

A white light flashed across his fingertips, and a black and white moth appeared in Ma Qiang's hands inexplicably in the horrified eyes of the soldiers around him.

The moth that suddenly appeared seemed a little confused.

I don't know why I'm here.

Then.

It felt a fresh and delicious smell.

This breath seemed to be coming from the mind of the creature in front of me?

The next second, the moth flapped its wings.

A gust of cold wind hangs around inexplicably.

The next second, the suppressed Iron Eagle Sharp suddenly became heavier, and a spiritual light visible to the naked eye flew in front of the black and white moths along with a trace of seven-colored light.

Tentacles tremble.

Open your mouth.

Swallow it.

"No!!!"

A shrill wail sounded in a corner of the haven.

miserable!

Very miserable!

pain!

The pain of the soul being torn apart!

Almost at the moment when the sound came out, hundreds of lieutenants who had already been on standby in the valley rushed over like a tiger in the voice.

Ma Qiang, who was still in the same place, was now staring at the "living ancestor" in front of him with sweat on his forehead.

"Come on, be good, my little baby, come back to your house."

A square box carved from the sleeve was taken out of the sleeve, and Ma Qiang turned a blind eye to the battle that had already started there, but instead seduced the Nether Die in front of him to go home in a foolish tone.

That god lord is in trouble!!!

The bottom-up method provided by Zhao Yang did not use threats to threaten the group of cultivators, but instead directly threw the god lord into a look!!!

Distracted.

Soul-taking.

possessed.

Is it amazing?

Have you ever seen a ghost dish that specializes in attracting souls and feeds on souls?

Your soul, which is obviously at the same level as the same level, is extremely fragile, is the favorite of these little ancestors!

Apart from not distinguishing between enemies and me, these little ancestors are all the nemesis of you who are distracted by the spirit and body-taking!!!

......

......

The moment the battle began, the Soul-Devouring God Lord suffered a heavy blow.

God knows how this ghost place can create a ghost disc!

Isn’t this thing a specialty of the underworld?

Why did one suddenly appear?

And suddenly took a bite?

I felt that the trace of soul was directly broken, and the feeling of tearing from the soul directly made the Soul-Devouring God Lord scream.

Being humble!

I was still covered by a group of food I had raised in my captivity!

This is simply a shame and humiliation!!!

Looking at the group of ants coming around hearing the sound, the Soul-Devouring God Lord hugged his head and roared, while using his true body to break free from the flesh-and-blooded skin around him.

Bang!

The flesh and blood of the Dragon Knight soldier exploded and caused a small-scale blood rain in place.

The next second, the Soul-Devouring God Lord, who had recovered his true body, encountered nearly continuous attacks from all directions!

"Ahhhhhh! You humble ants dare to hurt me! I want you to die!!!"

......

......

Huashan.

Lu Dongxuan's cleaning continues.

In the sword formation.

Some soul-suffering soul that was so bored that it hurts suddenly shivered.

"Haven disc was triggered?"

It is a soul-sharing itself, and Zhao Yang's game character is definitely very impressive in this regard. The gaze from the top of the food chain is definitely a nightmare for all those with weak souls.

Nether Disc.

"It's such an immoral thing. I don't know which crazy person actually bumped into it...

I hope that Ma Qiang, a second-hand man, can control the situation.

Don't play it..."

Thinking of the scene where the underworld discs are flooded, even if he is in the sword formation, Zhao Yang's soul splitting feels chill behind him.

When facing such creatures in the underworld, as a soul-dividing person, he really doesn't feel much safe.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yang still felt uneasy in his heart.

But he still has a mission, but he cannot leave this sword formation.

No.

As he had no choice but to smile bitterly and stretch out his hand to one corner of the sword formation.

In the sword formation, the last ray of Pure Yang sword soul flashed out.

"Please, let's take a look at what happened to Ma Qiang for me, but don't let that group of deadly things come out..."

Zhao Yang said to Chunyang's sword soul with a helpless look on his face.

Opposite him.

The light flashed around the Chunyang Sword Soul. The next second, this inconspicuous sword soul rushed out of the sword formation and flew towards the distance.

"It's a life! It's a life! It's a life! It's really a matter of fear!

The situation was bad.

Ma Qiang, you are so stupid, why are you still making trouble for your general?"

Seeing the sword soul flying away, Zhao Yang muttered a few words and felt relieved.

When he turned his head and looked at the group of great cultivators in the sky who were still fighting like a pot of porridge, his forehead was swollen.
To be continued...