Chapter 292

"What's going on?"

The moon pass behind bidong couldn't help saying.

"Unfortunately, if others fall into the demon charm, they really have no resistance, only the sword is different..."

Ning Fengzhi showed a calm smile: "Jian'er has a magical soul skill, which can obtain Bing Xin state and abandon all adverse factors."

Bidong listened and the willow eyebrows frowned slightly.

The three soul bones were originally the internal objects of the three person group in the Wu soul hall. Now she is suddenly unsure

In the red fog.

After Qin Jian defeated the demon with one sword, several ice creams were born out of thin air and went straight to yin-yang men and women.

"Bang Bang..."

Qin Jian's ice heart snow sword didn't achieve any effect because it couldn't be locked in the red fog.

"The martial soul fusion skills of these two people are really powerful. My soul power has been suppressed..."

The second soul ring on Qin Jian's body lit up and said in his heart, "there's no way. The sword of Chu Xin can't lock the opponent, but the improvement of all attributes should almost enable me to compete with them."

"Ding Ding..."

Almost at the end of the second soul skill of Qin Jian, the moon blade shot from the dead corner and almost scratched him.

"Although you got rid of the state weakening strangely, and even improved to a level comparable to us, you can't see the direction in our red fog, let alone where our attack will come from..."

Male and female voices sounded from all directions: "I want to see how many rounds you can block!"

Only when facing the martial soul fusion skills of Hu Lina and evil moon alone, Qin Jian realized how powerful Tang San's goods were.

His purple magic pupil is really easy to use... It exists like a bug.

"It's really good for you to force me out of so many abilities..."

Qin Jian sighed, and his words were extremely mixed.

"Arrogance!"

But with Qin Jian's words, purple love fog slowly dissipated into the air.

Love fog field, quietly started.

On the stand, bidon suddenly opened his eyes.

"What's the matter with you, Pope?" he asked immediately when he noticed her strange moon pass.

Bibidong's hand holding the scepter was slightly pinched, and his face began to become strange: "unexpectedly, it was really... He... Um... Is it him?"

Halfway through, she was a little uncertain again.

A big question mark appeared on yueguan's head: "

"Jingle!"

From the outside, you can't see any scene in the red fog. What you can see is that the red fog has somehow deepened, and there is a continuous sound of the light of the weapon flashing from time to time.

"It's impossible!"

The voice of evil moon and hulina shouted again: "why do you know the direction of my attack?"

"Talent field..."

At this time, bibidong finally spoke again. His face seemed expressionless, but there was light fluctuating in the bottom of his eyes: "it's really an excellent talent."

"What?!"

Yueguan and ghosts couldn't help crying out, that is, sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi almost cried.

Fortunately, jiandouluo is used to wooden faces, and big Ning is the best at facial expression management, so they seem to have known for a long time.

As for how frightened the heart is, no one knows

In the red fog.

Hulina didn't know what it was like, but the evil moon's consciousness was out of anger.

At first, he thought that he would be able to deal with Qin Jian with the integration of martial arts and soul. He even thought of 36 sets of humiliation plans after defeat, but he didn't expect to be tied by Qin Jian.

This made his self-esteem unbearable.

Like a human demon, the pupils of Yin-Yang people began to shrink sharply. The green tendons on the hands holding a pair of moon blades were exposed. Their arms slowly extended to both sides of the body, and the moon blades expanded to form a circle.

He (she) gazed at Qin Jian, his eyes seemed to choose people and bite.

Taking a deep breath, the yin-yang man stared at Qin Jian: "you should be honored to be defeated by our own soul skills."

Qin Jian couldn't help laughing: "it's another self created soul skill. I have a lot more of that kind of thing than you, okay?"

"How can your sword Qi lightsabers compare with us? With this, we have defeated the soul Saint teacher of level 72!"

The yin-yang man shouted angrily, "create your own soul skill full moon, have a good taste!"

The body moved like a whirlwind. In an instant, the whole person and the two moon blades disappeared almost at the same time. There was only a huge white disc in front of Qin Jian.

There was no friction or wind whistling, as if all the sounds had been swallowed up by the disc.

Only the red fog in the demon enchantment circle revolves around the white disc like a vortex.

"If there are not many things behind, you must retain your soul power. I melt the ring and add people's sword and one wave flow, and you can hit a hammer... Oh, no, you can really beat a hammer."

Qin Jian thought disorderly, and the fourth Soul Ring lit up.

"Youming sword!"

The combination of the light of the nether world and the field of love fog greatly suppresses the movement speed of men and women.

Qin sword turned into sword light and dealt with the full moon at a high speed. Although the force of each collision was not as strong as that of the other party, the high-speed movement brought by Youming sword also didn't make the full moon really hurt him.

"Wheeze..."

From the outside, you can only see a full moon intertwined with countless sword shadows.

The flashing light and shadow were covered by the red fog, and no one could see what was happening.

"Although Qin Jian has a field to help him improve his perception, the full moon of Hu Liena and evil moon can't even stop the low-level ghost saint. This round should defeat Qin Jian." the ghost hugged Qin Jian with both hands.

Before jiandouluo and Ning Fengzhi spoke, Bi bidong shook his head slightly and said, "all fields have unique abilities. Now Qin Jian hasn't shown the real power in this field."

The red fog naturally could not isolate her perception. In her eyes, Qin Jian's figure was clearly reflected in her eyes.

Along with the gradually rich purple fog around, some long-standing but unforgettable memories slowly poured out.

Bibidong fell into his own world and could no longer hear what the ghosts behind him were saying.

It took her a long time to recover, and the collision in the red fog had gradually calmed down.

"Well... They even drew."

The ghost felt a little bad: "this is the unique skill of hulena and evil moon."

Bibidong nodded slightly: "if you want to win now, you don't look at Hu Liena and evil moon. It's enough as long as they can hold Qin Jian. The key now is to see if Yan can win the other six people."

Previously, their attention was in the red fog. No one went to see what was happening outside. At this time, they were surprised to see it at the critical moment.

"What's on the boy... Is the soul bone?! Yan, the five of them... Are going to lose?!"

They found something unusual, and others who watched the war also found it.

With the fierce fighting in the red fog, the battle of 11 people outside came to an end.

To everyone's surprise, it was not the five members of the Wulin palace team who won, but Tang San who steadily suppressed their opponents.

With the extreme assistance of Jiubao glazed pagoda at the level of ningrongrong soul sect, the soul force gap is not a problem at all.

Coupled with Tang San, a bug level figure, Yan, the soul king, doesn't have much room to play