Three hundred and ninetieth chapters Saint Luo shot
----------When the figure flew closer, Huo Jian and Mu Qinghai stopped and stood in confrontation.
The sky was as blue as a sea, bright sunlight, and the afternoon was particularly hot air. Under the sun like a huge fireball, Huo Jian's face was solemn, and he said coldly, "Soul, what do you mean?"
"Hmph, you also asked me, your disciple of the Fire Crystal Sect steals my Soul Sect treasure, and I'm here to get it back!" Hunliang's eyes flashed with anger and snorted coldly.
"I, Huo Jing Sect, stole your Soul Sect Treasure?" Huo Jian's face was covered with a layer of doubt. He really didn't know about this.
"Hmph, stop pretending to be garlic. Since our Soul Sect has intervened in this battle this time, you have to hand over it, and you have to hand over it if you don't." Soul Ling said without any room for anything.
"Then we can see the real tricks!" Huo Jian was not the one who compromised. The other party said that it was because of this, and Huo Jian was unwilling to explain more.
As the words came to an end, the soul sprites had already shot out, accompanied by Mu Qinghai. The two powerful men joined forces, and Huo Jian was at the most unfavorable time. The only thing that should be lucky was that the soul sprites had on that day.
Mingqi's injuries were not healed in the battle, and his strength was not fully recovered.
Below, Mingqi stared at the battle in the sky with a serious expression. Huo Jian was at a disadvantage since the beginning of the fight. If this continues, the Fire Crystal Sect will be defeated.
"Saint Luo!" Mingqi shouted softly, and a figure could float out of the verdict.
"Master!" Sheng Luo knelt on one knee to Ming.
"The guy from the Soul Sect above is handed over to you." Ming Qi said seriously.
"Yes." Sheng Luo responded, his figure blurred and appeared in the sky.
A figure suddenly shot away separated the injured Huo Jian from Mu Qinghai and the soul spirit.
"Okay, you Fire Crystal Sect, you dare to deny it. This is not the guy who came to steal things that day." Hunling was about to spit out the fire and stared at Sheng Luo.
Sheng Luo did not say anything, and his body instantly turned into a strong dead aura, shrouded in the sky.
He wrapped all the Mu Qinghai, Huo Jian, and Souls in it. Currently, Sheng Luo’s cultivation is in the early stage of the fifth stage of the Ability Saint, but in terms of strength, he may not be afraid of the sixth stage of the Ability Saint level.
"What's this?" An elder of the Mu Ling Sect who was also affected came from a scream, but the majestic death aura of Sheng Luo was destined to die before he escaped immediately.
The elder felt that these black mists were constantly invading into his body. Accompanied by the black gas immediately lost consciousness wherever the black gas passed. The black gas made his body unable to move for a moment, and he even felt that these black gas was constantly
Erosion of one's own soul, yes, another function of dead energy not only protects the soul from being devoured, but also can swallow and break the soul. It depends on the source of the dead energy and the decision of Saint Roh.
In just a moment, except for the cultivators of Fire Shop, Mu Qinghai, Soul and Fire Crystal, the Mu Ling Sect who fell into this dead energy was dead. They all became the nourishment for Saint Luo.
Luo's strongest thing is not the single-body strength, but the group attack effect brought by his strong death aura. The person with his soul power is weaker than that of Saint Luo. Without quick defense, he will directly devour the soul by this death aura.
The body is the same. Even if it is stronger than Saint Row, if you are unprepared, you will still be severely damaged by this dead energy. The innate advantage is that it is so powerful, otherwise how could it be the second holy dead born in the ages?
"This is?!" Mu Qinghai exclaimed. In this black mist, there was a strong smell of death, mixed with a faint smell of blood and a rotten smell.
"Be careful, I have suffered a loss in this thing." The soul spirit could have resisted this dead aura in her body.
Mu Qinghai is not that lucky. Some dead energy invaded the body before it was used to use the energy armor. Although there was not a lot of dead energy, if it was not stopped, even a strand of dead energy would still be enough to kill Mu Qinghai.
Mu Qinghai felt the beginning of numbness of his limbs, and was shocked in his heart. He hurriedly started to activate his energy, and all of them hit his limbs.
On Huo Jian's side, a hand suddenly appeared beside him slapped his shoulder, and then a voice came, "Master, please let me help you."
"Master?" Huo Jian was puzzled. Didn't he know a strong man who could be a saint-level slave?
Sheng Luo put his hand slightly in front of Huo Jian's eyes, and a sensation of death breath penetrated into Huo Jian's eyes. Suddenly, Huo Jian felt a slight change in his eyes. Everything around him became extremely clear, even in the black fog, there was no slightest
Affected.
"Let's do it!" Sheng Luo shouted. Although it was necessary to reduce his strength when he released this dead domain, compared with the other party, the loss of his strength was nothing.
Huo Jian no longer thought about him, and flew towards the two of them with Saint Ro.
Below this thick ball of death, Mingqi's energy in his body was exhausted, and the energy crystal could not be used anymore. The meridians in the body were already shaking and facing the verge of collapse, taking the energy crystal again would undoubtedly seek death.
Mingqi released the spiritual energy from his left arm, poured into the meridians, and then slowly dispersed into the cells.
Suddenly, the cells frantically swallowed the energy that was spread in the surrounding air.
With the inscription, a vortex of air flow is formed, and the cells will swallow it and can quickly inject it into the meridians. The wandering of spiritual energy just now has repaired all the damage suffered by the meridians, and can gather in the meridians, and it will form a stream.
As the river is like, gradually, the original gaseous state can be compressed into liquid state, gradually pouring into every muscle cell, visceral cell, and storage.
Just as Mingqi was enjoying the numbness and itch in his body, two figures suddenly appeared behind him, and the sword broke through the air, reflecting the fierce light of tomorrow in the sky.
Mingqi stretched his hands behind his back and had a layer of solid ice, with sharp horns and zigzags.
Grasping the sword with both hands, Mingqi's hands slightly upward, and the sword was thrown up, and then he swung it down with force. The two felt that the energy device in their hands was no longer in control, and their arms were also swung down.
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Ming Qi suddenly turned around, and his fists were merciless and hit their chests directly. Suddenly, the two of them had no time to dodge, and their chests were penetrated by these fists.
How can two players compete with Mingqi?
The big hole was shot out of the chest, and the two of them suddenly lost their combat power. Their pupils were covered with a light gray color. Just as their bodies were about to fall, Mingqi had already put their bodies in the verb.
The collision sound of the surrounding energy devices continued, but compared to before, it was too weak and too weak. There was a bloody smell in the air. There seemed to be a faint blood-red mist in the clear sky, and sometimes a flame
Blooming in the air, a heat in the air, accompanied by the smell of blood, some shrill screams, the sky seemed to be shining with sunny light, just like hell, and there was a sea of fire below, and the red flames seemed to be about to be lit.
Burn the earth clean.
The ground was full of corpses, and many of them had been swallowed by the flames everywhere, leaving only the ashes mixed with the ashes.
Mu Ling Sect and Mu Ling Mountain were surrounded by green trees not long ago, with towering ancestral trees and spiritual waters dinkling. It is the immortal cave, but now it is full of red in the sky, with smoke and dust rolling, screaming in pain, like hell.
A gust of wind came, dust flying all over the sky, and the smoke from burning wet wood mixed in to cover the sky and the sun. This seemed to be the battlefield.
In the dark fog in the sky, can you see sword lights suddenly shot out, and a figure suddenly shot out. When you look carefully, it was no one else, it was Mu Qinghai, but at this moment he was wearing a coat,
He was covered in blood and looked very embarrassed.
The moment Mu Qinghai flew out, a white light with eyes closed shot out from the black fog. Then a loud bang, an explosion occurred in the black fog. The black fog was blown away, and the black fog disappeared, but there was only a figure of human beings.
, Huo Jian, Huo Jian's face was not very good either, as pale as paper, and the violent ups and downs on his chest indicated how tired he was at this moment.
The soul was gone, but instead, next to the fire bar, wisps of black air gathered together, and finally condensed into a human figure, which was the Holy Ronaldo.
Saint Robben had a pale face, even a little white and blue, but this kind of blue is very small, and it still has this face now, so it is difficult to judge his situation from his expression.
But from the broken clothes on Saint Ronaldo's chest (now all of Saint Ronaldo's clothes are condensed with death energy), it reveals an unrecovered injury. It is known that Saint Ronaldo has also suffered a considerable injury, but there is no such thing in the sky.
The trace of the soul spell seems to have been his last attack just now.
This is the advantage of partnering with the Dead of Saint Ro, which can greatly reduce the opponent's combat effectiveness. And you are not affected.
"Huo Jian, you won. But my Mu Ling Sect will definitely come back with anger." Mu Qinghai said fiercely, and his emotions were excited and he snatched blood, snatching his mouth.........