Chapter 280 Peacock Soul Mother, Nine Color Soul Master!
Latest website: He was at the same time as the Demon Buddha Huahua, and it dates back to the ancient era where he lived. Wasn't that the legendary period of dark years when the three emperors joined forces to conquer the Soul River? This six-faced Soul River
The monster has such a powerful background.
"Everyone, please be careful. This is the beginning of the Soul River drama, but it's all serious!" The rotten corpse also said with a solemn expression.
Because from the layers of chaotic mist in the upper reaches of the Soul River, he not only discovered the bull-headed monster and the six-faced head, but also some other old acquaintances, all of whom were life and death enemies in the past!
"Peacock Soul Mother, Nine-Colored Soul Master, haha, I'm afraid this time Soul River has really revealed all its secrets, and finally can let go and have a big fight!" The old man Pi Jiudaoyi was also roaring, his physical body
It is also shining, and its energy and spirit are constantly rising.
Only the strong men in the All Heavens camp twitched their mouths unconsciously. Good guy, this No. 1 mountain Taoist clan, the old tribe of the ancient Heavenly Court, these two factions are quite arrogant, with a tyrannical attitude of fighting against the heaven and the earth.
It goes without saying that they really have the capital and foundation. Under the current situation, they have no way to retreat. They can only follow the old antiques of these two factions and fight to the end!
"I didn't expect that some of the remnants and defeated generals of the past could still endure and survive in this world after so many epochs. It's really beyond our expectations, but you can only do this, relying on some despicable tricks.
Use tricks to plot against the strong men of my Soul River lineage. If we fight head-on, you will all be destroyed!" In the depths of the Soul River, boundless waves surged.
Headed by the Peacock Soul Mother, the real weaklings of Soul River stepped forward. Although there were only a few figures, the pressure they brought was unparalleled and terrifying, making the small army of weaklings in the world tremble.
Some old ultimates with stronger Taoist cultivation felt that their own soul light was about to burst. The figures behind them were really terrifying.
Rumble! In the camp of the weak in the world, Che Ye stood at the back, his eyes fierce. Even from the depths of the Soul River, the peacock soul mother, the four-color soul master, the bull-headed monster, and the eight-faced monster walked out of the depths of the soul river. Those terrifying beings, under my face
There are still no emotions at all.
No matter how powerful the vast soul light is sweeping across from the opposite side, it will be blocked by a tangible force within a hundred feet behind Jiang Yan. It will soon dissipate and return to intense intensity. Such strange phenomena also make Peacock Soul Mother and others slightly stunned.
Moving.
It can be seen that this period of time is very long, but even so, from the incomplete records of past ancient history, Peacock Soul Mother and other beings also deeply understand the horror and heaven-defying nature of these two ordinary beings in the legend.
place.
Especially this face and form of the other party. After all the ancient and long years, there have never been one or two ordinary existences like this, which have made countless real giants in our Soul River line fear and panic.
"Hmph, a bunch of guys who are ashamed of themselves. Just a few of them want to take action against villains. It's simply delusional. Let's go through my level first!" The first mountain Taoist, Old Man Pi Sidao, stood up one by one.
, the fighting spirit is surging, and the evil spirit reaches the sky.
"That guy..." At this time, the few little figures who walked out from the depths of the Soul River were all staring at Jiang Yan. In our eyes, that is the most powerful person in our Soul River lineage.
The most terrifying and unpredictable enemy!
"Anyone who dares to offend the majesty of the Soul River will be killed!" Several figures in the Soul River, as terrifying as demon gods, stood side by side. Another one of them spoke. I am an eight-faced person with a strange shape and face. The chaotic mist rolling around me makes me look very strange.
In a hazy, vague way, we saw eight heads growing under my body, which were constantly changing. The light of my soul was small and blazing, as if it contained the power to swallow up the world.
"Jiang Yan, he should stop pretending. Although his origins and feet are extremely ordinary, the villain of the Wuhun River lineage has already spoken. At this time, he is a brand new life form, and he has cut off all the glory and glory in the past.
Fettered by an enemy, we deny that his Taoist cultivation is very weak and terrifying, enough to threaten you and others, but after all, he underestimated the foundation of my soul river lineage."
"Who are you? It turns out that there are not those two peacocks of theirs. In the battle of the White Dark Era in the past, Master Dao saw them being killed by Lao Ye, jumping up and down, and almost disintegrating to death. If it weren't for their souls,
There is no inexplicable being at the end of the river to come to the rescue."
Whether it was due to personal acquaintances, seniority, or other personal reasons, Jiang Yan was also the leader of the weak army in that generation, so how could he be taken so seriously? At this time, we have not reached the end of the Soul River.
, even some really hidden super old antiques have appeared.
Especially the one behind him is suspected to be inextricably linked to the most hostile emperor in this ancient era, and is even deduced to be his Nirvana reincarnation by the existence of these figures at the end of the Soul River.
New body!
In a dispute of this level, it is naturally Jiang Yan's turn to take action. If so, it would seem that we weaklings are too capable!
The four-color soul master stood up, surrounded by four-color divine light, and his energy aura was extremely weak. His Taoism and cultivation were far beyond those of the weakest giants in the Immortal King Realm. He had already reached the pinnacle of the Immortal King Realm.
"Since we are born today, we must kill all of you, especially him. The moment he sets foot on the Soul River, his appearance is already destined, just like these legendary emperors in the past ended tragically.
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In terms of the background and situation of those places, Soul River has experienced drastic changes today. It was conquered by the ordinary creature named Cheye who followed the weak army of the heavens. Some of our Soul River's inherent strength also had to be delayed in being born!
At that moment, we Hunhe, the talkative people in this world, all formed a special tacit understanding with each other. At the moment of birth, they all chose to unite, and their energy was firmly locked under Jiang Yan, planning to join forces.
At that moment, Si Dao was in a trance, and felt that he had returned to the chaotic ancient times, which was far more ancient and earthly. He accompanied this person to conquer the four wilderness seas and fight for strange and mysterious creatures.
So much so that even the white crow companions who were nearby, who were in danger and were about to be completely swallowed up, didn't even care at all!
"I'm afraid the grass on your grave is no longer thousands of meters high, right?"
During this ancient and ordinary period, not even the peacock soul mother, the four-color soul master and other small figures in the soul river were born!
"Haha, it seems that these old guys at the end of the Soul River are too cautious. With just a few of them, they are really unsure of you?" Feeling the sudden surge of energy in Qi Zhou, Jiang Yan smiled,
His eyes scanned the Peacock Soul Mother and other entities behind him.
"It's so courageous for those big characters to want to touch Jiang Yan right now!" At that moment, Fu Zhi and Hua Hua also stood up and shouted.
At this time, my energy and spirit had already risen to the extreme. The tattered war spear in my hand was pointing far behind, guarding Jiang Yan.