Black Lynch was silent, and Black Tornado thought he was afraid!

Of course, Black Tornado felt that if it were anyone, the same would be true for the entire Tianling Realm, an existence that could confront the Soul-Feng Sect was not born yet.

"Saint Maiden, Soul-Fendering Sect, what kind of existence is it?" The Great Elder's face sank to the bottom of the valley.

Yao Xi sighed: "I don't know that the news I heard is just a sensation. However, from the mouth of the Black Tornado, it is not difficult to hear that there is a commander who is more powerful than him, and there is also the mysterious leader of the Soul-Feng Sect. Therefore, it is not difficult to imagine how much energy their Soul-Feng Sect can have when they are really dispatched..."

A black whirlwind can almost directly destroy the Yaoguang Holy Land. So, what will happen if they are going out in full swing?

To be honest, most people can't imagine how powerful the Soul-Feng Sect is.

But one thing is certain, if the Soul-Fengshang Sect really has the idea of ​​unifying the Heavenly Spirit Realm, it would be a destruction and crushing.

"Now, he..." The Great Elder looked at Black Lynch. At this moment, Black Lynch was not only afraid in the eyes of Black Tornado, but also hesitated in everyone's eyes.

"You can't blame him. Anyone will do this at this moment. The Soul-Feng Sect is really too strong!" Yao Xi's eyes were complicated.

The disciples who were still quite conscious of the situation also sighed softly. They worked hard and struggled, but in the end they could not escape the clutches of the giant mountain, like ants trying to resist the sky.

"Haha, boy, I advise you not to think too much. Now, there are only two choices in front of you. First, go back with me, and second, be obediently killed by me!" Hei Tornado sneered.

He wanted to kill Black Lynch very much, but he suddenly felt that such a person was extremely valuable. If he brought back and could be refined into a puppet, it would also become a great help to him.

Suddenly, Black Lynch raised his head and said speechlessly: "Well, what do I think? Do you really know?"

"You are just thinking about how to completely end the hatred between us and the Soul-Feng Sect, or minimize the losses, and, you are thinking about how to please me and let me spare you." Black Tornado said.

Black Lynch sneered: "Your imagination is so rich!"

"Do you still want to kill me?" Black Tornado shouted, his eyes sharp.

"I don't have to think about this anymore!" Black Lynch said lightly: "I was going to kill you!"

"You, you..." Black Tornado's face changed drastically: "Then what were you thinking when you were silent just now!"

"I'm wondering if the skills you mentioned are like this!"

Black Lynch suddenly raised his hand and tapped three times in the air.

The soul power condensed, leaving three silk threads condensed to the extreme in the air, hanging without being released, and ready to wait.

"This is a soul skill..." Black Tornado said in a silence: "This is the same move that you interrupted me before!"

"Yes, but before I advance to the Soul Realm, I can only use the blood clot finger directly, once an instant, but now, I seem to be able to use it continuously, and control it at will!"

After Black Lynch finished speaking lightly, he waved his hand casually, and the three blood clot fingers condensed in the air suddenly flew into the sky.

He waved it again and returned to his side, like an arm using his fingers, as if he had thrown out three darts that changed direction at will.

"This, how is this possible!" Black Tornado widened his eyes.

He could see that this blood clot finger was an advanced soul skill and was extremely difficult to cultivate.

After all, to condense soul power and fingertips, instantly emanate, like silk threads, sharp piercing, one must reach the ultimate.

Once it is sent out, the soul power compressed and condensed to this level cannot be controlled at all. It is equivalent to a bow-long arrow. After it is sent out, it cannot change the direction or drive it.

But now, Black Lynch has done it!

And it also controls three blood clots at once.

What an amazing control and what a perfect skill this is!

If it were him, even if he had accumulated over thousands of years of repeated practice, he would have to do it at least six or seven out of ten.

"I ask you, is this considered a skill?" Black Lynch chuckled.

"This, you, I..." Black Tornado's face turned blue and purple. This is more than just a skill background, and it has reached the pinnacle.

"Maybe, it's not enough. I'll try it, at most I can release the control!"

Black Lynch said, and again in the air, he kept tying again, and his fingers tinted dozens of times in the air, without stopping yet.

Until more than one hundred and thirty times, these condensed blood clots were suspended in front of him one by one, like flying swords ready to go.

Black Lynch stopped.

"It's almost done, at present, I can only do this!" Black Lynch said slightly.

Each blood clot finger needs extreme compression, and floating in front of him actually consumes his great control of soul power. Of course, this is only possible after he has been promoted to the Soul Realm and relies on powerful soul power and soul body to do so.

The skills and controls in it are his understanding and understanding of soul power.

And at this moment.

The black whirlwind's head was numb and his legs were trembling.

He couldn't believe how evil the skills needed to be able to do this, and it was awesome and magical skill.

"Boy, let it go, let me go!" Hei Tornado gritted his teeth, and finally, he begged for mercy.

He really doesn't doubt that one day, Black Lynch will be able to overturn the Soul-Closing Sect, just give Black Lynch enough time.

"As long as I let me go, I'm willing to give you anything you want!" Black Tornado continued.

However, Black Lynch stretched out his hand and suddenly snapped his fingers, and his soul power surged: "No need."

In an instant, more than a hundred blood clots floating in front of him were flying like birds, rushing towards the black whirlwind in irregularities.

Silent...

Black Tornado widened his eyes, and the blood clot fingers were at a strange angle, unpredictable, as if raindrops were slapped wildly, and they were crazily penetrated his body and his soul.

He trembled continuously, as if he was convulsing.

"I, I..." Hei Tornado covered his heart and could not say a word again, until at the end, it collapsed with a loud bang. Before his death, his hand moved, and a faint light flashed, but then it quietly disappeared.

The whole scene was silent.

Everyone looked at the black whirlwind without moving on the ground until his body was slightly weak and shrinking. In the end, it turned into a dead wood-like body. When the wind blew, it corroded and dissipated.

"The knot is over?"

"This is dead!"

"It completely dissipated without any effort!"
Chapter completed!