Chapter 1527

That slightly Wei Yang's ending, not to mention the enemy of Wan Qingfeng, even the disciples of douhunzong heard a lot of goose bumps, and wanted to go up and slap Yin Wuwen several times.

Afraid of a fart pain!

Do you really have no dignity at all?!

People were so angry that their noses were crooked, but they still had small expectations in their hearts, waiting for Yan Wuji's final counterattack from the Jedi.

Wan Qingfeng sneered and offered a pair of blood red shackles. The cold and blood evil spirit on it made the wrong sound again.

"Cut the soul lock!"

Luanfeng frowned and exchanged a look with Gu Ming. Then he looked at Lu jiuque, who was already in the process of perfection, and the emperor Shifang, who was dedicated to protecting Lu jiuque's Dharma, and hesitated in his heart.

For the Tianchen continent, this Yin Wuxian, is the emperor's ten sides to save or not to save?

If you don't do it again, once the soul chopping lock is attached to the target, it is absolutely impossible to release it unless the owner of the lock takes the initiative to untie it or the target dies!

As the name suggests, it can cut off the star soul power in the star soul pulse. Even if the strength is strong, under the effect of the soul cutting lock, it is just a tiger falling and Pingyang, and a dragon swimming shoal!

Can emperor ten square even the residual light of the corner of the eye does not give disorderly wind and solitary Ming, so call them how to do?!

Just when luanfeng hesitated, Wan Qingfeng had easily locked Yin Wuji's wrist with his shackles, and the locked people's eyes were calm, and there was no really a little wave, and the last little fluke in the heart of douhunzong disciples was also shattered.

They may, really have no hope of life

The cross cutting soul shackle made a crisp sound, stretching the bleeding red chain from Yan Wuji's wrist. Between several breaths, he had already tied Yan Wuji in all kinds of colors, and his hands were hung up, just like a prisoner waiting for the execution of the capital punishment, "bang Dang" two times, locked in the void.

His face was still beautiful, and his long hair danced slightly against the wind. In the silver frost all over the field, he was not in a mess, but gave birth to a different kind of beauty of Ling * Bing.

Locked?!

The hearts of the invaders were raised, and a smile appeared on the faces under the cross mask.

It's really locked!

Emperor Tianchen really did not resist!

It turns out that he really can't resist it!

"Ha ha ha ha ha!" The first man looked up and laughed with real joy, "Wan Qingfeng! Abolish the God pill of emperor Tianchen

Wan Qingfeng grasped it with his bare hand, and a bloody long blade appeared. The rune on it was obscure and difficult to understand. He said respectfully in a deep voice: "Lord, please don't worry. The disciple will not let you suffer more!"

After saying that, Wan Qingfeng suddenly raised his hand to stab the blood red long blade into Yin Wuwen's abdomen.

There is nothing better than abolishing him if you want to seal such a vicious maniac as Yin Wuji!

"My Lord!"

"Damn it!"

"Poo Chi"

"Kara --"

the frightened shouts of the disciples and the dull sound of the sharp blade piercing into the flesh and blood are covered by a more distant and magnificent voice.

The hot red blood flowed down Yan Wuxian's abdomen. Instead of suffering, he slowly raised his head and showed a smile of evil spirit: "you guys, you can come a little slower. I am so painful."

His voice, in addition to impatience, there is nothing, inexplicably let the invaders shudder.

The answer to Yan Wuji is that the thunder is stronger than ever. It sounds to the eight wastelands and converges in the heaven and earth, which makes people fall into the thunder sea abyss

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