Chapter 10

"The seventh soul skill, the real body of the soul!"

The old soul Saint closed his eyes, and the broken star knife in his hand suddenly became larger. He raised the huge broken star knife slowly with one hand. The hot light on the knife suddenly burst out, and the silver white brilliance was extremely dazzling. At this moment, it seemed that there was an extremely powerful voice roaring madly.

The old soul saint is like a knife handle at the moment. The whole person seems to have been integrated with the broken star knife.

The broken star knife in his hand slowly changed. The original white body of the knife completely turned into brilliant silver white, flashing a little starlight. The body of the knife was also shrinking rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it was reduced to the size of three meters, and then it stopped.

At this moment, the old soul Saint himself was also covered with a layer of silver light. The breath released from him and the broken star knife was inseparable from each other.

With a slight finger, a silvery white light and shadow magnified in front of the body, which seemed to be the virtual shadow of the broken star knife magnified infinitely.

"Gulu, Gulu, Gulu..."

Just swallowed his saliva. Chen Xiaoming didn't even know how the knife light came. The green tree of the body was suddenly divided into two. There was a neat wound five meters away from the ground, and his upper body was moving slowly.

"The real body of the soul is so terrible?"

The idea flashed through his mind, and then Chen Xiaoming came back and suddenly a little on the recovery of the system interface.

A warm current poured into my heart, and the warm current went straight under myself. In the blink of an eye, it poured into the inside of the cut trunk. As soon as the warm current swept away, a light flashed at the separated trunk, and it recovered in an instant.

After moving his feet, Chen Xiaoming swayed his branches and leaves.

The corners of the mouth showed a proud smile, and the branches and leaves in the crown made a mocking sound.

No matter how awesome the soul is, I have a system. You will die today.

The wind and fire wheel under him turned, and Chen Xiaoming's huge body pressed on him. In a twinkling of an eye, he rushed up like a dragon and a tiger.

The leopard has been in the rear for thousands of years, and the ghosts and beasts are frightened.

Didn't brother Shu be dismembered? It's better again?

With his simple head, the leopard suddenly felt that he didn't understand what was going on.

"Brother Bao, do the last two!"

At the critical moment, Chen Xiaoming, who was cut off by the old soul saint, couldn't help yelling at the leopard soul beast, transmitting a message that only their soul beast could understand.

The leopard looked up in doubt. Chen Xiaoming, who was cut by a knife, immediately recovered as usual, and then pushed up more fiercely.

The faint light flashed in his eyes, but he made a decision.

Brother Shu seems to be able to hold down the soul saint. He laughs at the remaining two.

With a flash, the leopard went straight to the old soul saint on the battlefield.

Chen Xiaoming, who is fighting, is stunned. What's the situation? The leopard wants to die? The soul saints of the real body dare to fight up and are not afraid of being solved by a knife?

"Beast, your opponent is me!"

The wolf Wuhun emperor, who has never been involved, saw that the leopard soul beast wanted to go up and besiege the old soul saint. In a hurry, the Wuhun possessed the body, launched the third soul skill, and the figure quickly forced him over.

Tut Tut, naive, really naive, the soul master is so stupid!

Seeing that the soul emperor was intrigued, the leopard soul beast talent was launched again, and the ghosts were heavy. Several leopard shadows did not turn around, but continued to approach the old soul saint.

He wants to wait for the opportunity and wait for the wolf Wuhun emperor to come closer.

Chen Xiaoming and the old soul saint are constantly fighting. The old soul emperor who launched the real soul is much more powerful than before. Chen Xiaoming's body green trees can't even resist.

You can only protect your vital crown with countless branches, and the others are bumped up with brute force against your own body.

Chen Xiaoming's calculation is very simple, that is to entangle him and constantly compete with him.

As long as the key is not hit by one of his knives, he will not die.

But he doesn't believe in the real body of the seventh soul skill. How long can the old man last? As long as his real body of the soul retreats, it's time for him to fight back.

"Click!"

A sound of broken bones and muscles sounded. Chen Xiaoming took advantage of the gap between being repulsed and looked at it. He saw that the leopard soul beast actually bit on the head of the wolf Wu soul emperor. Although there were several scratches and blood stains on the abdomen, it was not fatal.

"Tear!"

Suddenly, the body of the wolf Wu soul emperor was separated. For a time, the scene was extremely bloody. The female soul master of the soul king in the rear was completely encircled.

She just gave the other party a power increase. As a result, the soul emperor man was Yin dead by the leopard soul beast.

The leopard soul beast obviously had been waiting for a long time. As soon as the soul emperor man came forward, the three leopard virtual shadows instantly changed direction and rushed towards the soul emperor man.

She just thought that the leopard soul beast and the green tree would besiege the old soul saint, so she added a speed increase to the old soul saint. In the twinkling of an eye, she found that the leopard soul beast turned around, but it was too late to increase it again.

The soul emperor man was stunned. Three figures attacked him from three directions, almost locking his retreat.

At a loss, the leopard soul beast didn't even give him time to launch the sixth soul skill. In addition, he tried to kill him when he hit him.

Under miscalculation, the soul emperor man reluctantly fell under the leopard soul beast.

"No!"

As soon as the old soul's Holy Spirit changed in the battle, his side suffered heavy casualties. Both soul emperors fell, leaving only one auxiliary soul king. If he fights again, he will die.

He glanced at the green trees in front of him, with incredible haze and hatred in his eyes.

He has wounded him countless times, and once he left a knife mark in his crown through his defense.

According to the truth, even if qingmushu doesn't die on the spot, he will die soon, but in a moment, the other party will be fine.

"Withdraw."

The old soul saint was afraid. His figure flashed, but he went to the female soul king. Too many companions died. If he didn't withdraw, he would have to explain here.

"Want to run? Brother Bao, fuck him together!"

After recovering for more than ten times, he finally lost the other party. Chen Xiaoming ran away and suddenly caught up with him. Countless branches were thrown out madly and besieged the old soul saint.

When he is easy to bully, he can fight if he wants and leave if he wants. Have you asked him what he means!

The branches wound around the old soul Saint one by one, and the old soul saint was entangled by the crazy branches behind him after only a few steps.

The leopard soul beast who killed one person also turned his eyes to the last female soul king when he heard the message from Chen Xiaoming.

Tut Tut, what a bumper harvest today!

The figure moved. Although the wound on the abdomen was still bleeding, the leopard soul beast killed two people in a row. The fierce awn and blood on her body changed the look of the female soul king far away.

The results of the auxiliary Department soul king against 20000 grade other soul beasts are self-evident.

The old soul Saint wanted to rescue, but he met a green tree that was not afraid of death. Unexpectedly, he caught up with him and took his body to block his soul skill again.

In the end, the female soul king was killed after only a moment of effort, and the real soul of the seventh soul skill of the old soul Saint could not be maintained after the last attack.

Facing the slowly coming green trees and leopards, the old soul Saint seemed to think of the tragic death of master hundouluo when he first entered the inner circle.

After a long time

A cold corpse fell at Chen Xiaoming's feet, and a thick branch inserted into his chest and pierced it.

"Remember, I don't kill people, but if you provoke me, you will die!"