Chapter 194

In the tomb hall, Xiao Tianfeng was lying on the ground.

"Click!" the crisp voice is particularly strange in this closed and silent hall.

In the secret room, the withered bones of the jade like Saint shook slightly, the drooping skull raised slightly, and two groups of gray light jumped in the deep eye holes.

"Jie Jie..." a chilling voice suddenly echoed in the secret room.

The skeleton's double jaws opened and closed, and a faint voice came out: "I didn't expect that these little creatures of mole ants had presented such a wonderful play for this seat. It's really strange that human beings can have the body of evolutionary Warcraft!"

"Jie Jie, but the two boys outside are really excellent. They can give full play to the strength of the xuanhuang emperor in the body of the xuanwang king, which really makes us feel amazing. How can we live up to such a beautiful idea from heaven. Let's have a good look at who is more suitable for us!"

On the skull, two soul fires looked at the blood Yanzong in the distance: "this boy has a deep blood path skill, the puppet skill is superb, and the body strength and soul strength are not weak. It's just contrary to this skill."

"As for this one..." the soul fire looking at Xiao Tianfeng suddenly flourished: "strong physique, amazing swordsmanship, terrible Xuanchong, and the attack means of the strong soul. Tut Tut, it's you."

After the gloomy voice finished, the soul fire in the skull flickered with a faint gray light, slowly floated out of the eye hole, rotated around Xiao Tianfeng's body, and then rushed directly into his mind.

In the spiritual space, the gray light turned into a black robed old man, stood with his hands down, looked around the vast spiritual space, and smiled with satisfaction: "yes, yes, it's rare to cultivate the soul to this extent with the strength of the xuanwang. Even those who specialize in soul can't reach it. It's so good that we can get stronger strength."

"From now on, this body belongs to this seat!" the wild laughter of the old man in black robe rippled in the open spiritual space.

"Have you asked me if I agree to take away my young master's body?" a faint voice came from behind the black robed old man.

In his heart, the old man in black suddenly turned around and looked at the white shirt boy not far from the other side. He was a little stunned: "how is it you, boy? Aren't you in a coma?"

However, what can you do when you wake up? Do you want to struggle? What a fool! Even though the strength of our soul has been dissipated, it is more than enough for you, a weak and young soul.

With this in mind, the old man in black returned to the appearance of the old God, and his eyes seemed to have a sense of abuse. He wanted to see how the boy struggled.

Alone has been lonely for endless years. At first sight, he couldn't help feeling excited when he saw someone want to play with him.

Squinting at each other, Xiao Tianfeng was extremely vigilant. Although he knew that the previous thing would never end so easily, he didn't expect that an old pervert who had survived for endless years finally appeared.

But also set the goal on yourself in a vain attempt to lose yourself.

"Before the troll exploded, my young master really fainted. He just woke up soon." although he was nervous, Xiao Tianfeng was still indifferent: "I don't trust one person in our team, so I pretended to be unconscious all the time!"

The black robed old man looked down at Xiao Tianfeng and said softly, "so you let that boy abuse your partner and even be killed without stopping?"

Then he felt that there was something wrong.

He was aware of the previous battle clearly. This boy attracted most of the fire for his companions. Finally, he sacrificed his life to protect his companions' safety. Obviously, he is not a kind person. How can such a person allow others to kill his companions?

Looking at all the three people who passed out with complex looks, especially the fat man who stayed asleep for the longest time.

"I believe my partners. They are all people with great opportunities. What can a mere Feng Hao do even if he has been seriously injured? The facts show that we are not wrong about them!"

"Moreover, when I fought with the devil before, I always felt peeped by others. Now it seems that my feeling is still right!"

Xiao Tianfeng solved the doubt in the old man in black robe, but the last sentence made him feel extremely absurd and sneered: "you are a big talker, can you detect the peep of this seat?"

"Believe it or not!" Xiao Tianfeng looked indifferent.

There was a cold feeling in his eyes, and the old man in Black said in a cold voice: "well, that's it. I don't mind. After I take you away later, I'll look at your memory slowly! Now it's your turn to give your soul and body!"

Xiao Tianfeng's eyes were sharp in an instant: "old man, it's better to talk less, otherwise you'll be beaten in the face later!"

The black robed old man laughed angrily: "it's not wise to annoy us. Therefore, we decided to temper your soul!"

The shriveled body exuded a towering momentum, and even trembled in the spiritual space.

Grinning at Xiao Tianfeng, the black robed old man's body broke into endless black fog and eroded around the spiritual space.

Feeling the gradual loss of physical dominance, Xiao Tianfeng looked at the unbridled black fog and said in a cold voice, "old dog, die!"

The fierce momentum burst out, Xiao Tianfeng's body sent out the sword idea, and the body soul cutting blade appeared, straight out towards the black fog.

The soul fight is extremely dangerous, especially when the battlefield is still in the mind of the mysterious.

Even those who specialize in soul would not be willing to engage in such a fight unless they were forced to a dead end.

The soul is separated from the body. Once the soul is destroyed, it will die; If you fight in your mind, the aftermath of the battle is a great load on your body. If you don't do well, you will be seriously injured.

At the moment, Xiao Tianfeng, who was already seriously injured, was twitching all over, and blood slowly seeped out of his seven orifices.

In the spiritual space, a touch of sword light constantly impacted the creeping black fog.

In the surging black fog, the palm prints of Tao continuously condense, and constantly resist the attack of soul chopping blade.

With the continuous collision between soul cutting blade and palm print, the spiritual consciousness space is constantly shaking.

Although the soul chopping blade can't help each other, the black fog also stops eroding and spreading, and has to concentrate on resisting each other.

"Stinky boy, give up. With this attack intensity, how long do you think you can support? Hey hey, I'm afraid your spiritual space will collapse first in a short time!" in the black fog, the old man's voice came out slowly, as if with an endless sense of abuse: "the result is doomed. Give up the struggle and suffer less sin!"

Staring at the black fog, Xiao Tianfeng clenched his teeth and said in a cold voice, "destroy it. It's a big deal. If you want to take away my young master, don't think!"

The black fog surged more violently, and the old man in Black said in an angry voice, "you stubborn boy, if you want to die, I will help you!"

Finally, he met such a body that suits his heart. How can he tolerate each other's burning jade and stone.

A huge roar sounded, and the black fog quickly merged into a huge black skull. The double jaws opened, as if to devour everything