Chapter 381

All things have spirits, stones can also become monkeys, and big trees may not be able to become essence.

At this moment, what Wang Baichuan has done is to extract the souls of many peaks that make up Chixiao ancient sect.

The mountain soul is invisible and unconscious, but it really exists.

As a super antique of Chixiao ancient sect, Wang Baichuan practices mountain roads and often practices the peaks of Chixiao ancient sect.

For this moment.

The power of mountain soul, gather!

Boom boom!

The mountains are shaking, as if there is a powerful existence. They are gradually waking up. Gradually, clear and visible mountain souls are pouring out from among the major peaks, carrying unspeakable momentum and heading straight for Wang Baichuan.

The sound of whistling can be heard all the time. It is very depressing and full of Chixiao ancient sect.

Seeing this scene, the old man in black suddenly reminded him in white, "My Lord, Wang Baichuan tried his best to draw the power of the mountain soul. His strength will change dramatically and be comparable to the real immortal. However, this state will not last long. The mountain soul is the spirit of heaven and earth. He forcibly extracted it. What damaged is his own origin. His mountain path is not strong enough to drive the mountain soul. You'd better be careful!"

Who knows, when he picked his white eyebrows, he suddenly said, "do you think I'm not his opponent?"

The old man in black trembled and hurriedly said, "no! No!"

White clothes sneered, "it's a mere means of soul pulling. What's the matter? When I follow the emperor, I often accompany the emperor to the starry sky outside the territory. When I meet strong enemies, the emperor always pulls the star soul and destroys a planet with his back hand. That's powerful, and he, hum, is far from it!"

The words in white are meaningful.

The old man in black shivered more violently.

He also comes from the fairyland.

Although I haven't seen much of the world, I also know how terrible the extraterritorial starry sky in the fairy world is, and how powerful it is to extract the existence of the star soul!

My God, my new boss is so awesome.

The old man in black kept roaring in his heart, which was an excited roar.

A sense of happiness and satisfaction arises spontaneously, which makes the old man in black more determined to white clothes, and he is very glad that he has made a very wise decision.

Fang Tianxing was in doubt.

The spirit of the big sun golden wheel also appeared around Fang Tianxing, looking at white clothes fanatically.

As an immortal weapon, you can more clearly feel the power and mystery of white clothes.

It can be said that a brain powder in white appeared.

Xu mu, on the other hand, gave a wry smile and looked strangely at his white clothes.

Awesome, my white clothes. You can pretend to be a force. Brother Niu gives you 10000 compliments. It's too 666 strong!

When white clothes speak, they don't cover up, but they are very loud.

Once these words came out, Wang Baichuan, who was absorbing the soul of the mountain and was becoming more and more powerful, was not calm.

I'll pull a big slot and draw the star soul?

Do you want to be so forced? Do you think I'll believe it? Do you think I'll fall in your trap? You're wrong!

"Full of nonsense, just a fairy tool reduced to the lower world. Even if it has been brilliant, so what?"

Wang Baichuan sneered.

Looking at Xu mu, the old man in white, the old man in black and Fang Tianxing with resentment in his eyes, Wang Baichuan's body was almost rocky.

Like the reincarnation of stone spirit!

A series of strong murders soared into the sky from Wang Baichuan.

"Die!"

Wang Baichuan roared.

Pushing out with both hands, it is like an avalanche. Unimaginable forces are full of the original power of the mountain path, rolling towards Xu Mu and others.

Of course, at this moment, Wang Baichuan most wants to kill either others or the old man in black.

Being cut by others for a hundred knives is not as painful as being cut by one of your own.

Wang Baichuan hates the old man in black, the spirit of the divine fire stove!

The look of the old man in black changed greatly. The divine fire stove in front of him began to rotate rapidly. Extreme flames burst out of the divine fire stove and turned into flame dragons.

However, Wang Baichuan's power at this time is too powerful. Earth shaking, magnificent and powerful power, endless, overwhelming, came.

The flaming dragon, almost in an instant, completely collapsed, and the body of the divine fire stove sent out a wail.

The soul of the old man in black trembled and seemed to fade a lot in an instant.

"So strong, comparable to the real immortal's blow!"

The old man in black roared.

With a big hand, the sound of concussion kept coming from the divine fire stove. It seemed that he was going to work hard.

However, at this time, white clothes suddenly said in a cold voice, "step back!"

The old man in black is very smart. Otherwise, he won't be caught by white. He soon realized that it was wrong and defected to white.

As soon as the voice in white fell, the old man in black controlled the divine stove to quickly retreat and came to Xu Mu's side.

Seeing Xu Mu looking at him with a smile, the old man in black was surprised, but he didn't say anything. He bowed to Xu mu, and then looked at white.

The boss is going to do it!

The old man in black was very excited and looked forward to it.

Xu Mu also began to look at white clothes and wanted to see how much surprise white clothes could give himself.

The cow in white is almost breaking the sky.

Although he knew that the life and death tower was a top-notch immortal weapon, Xu Mu said he was looking forward to how powerful it was.

All right, just walk around!

"Fool, in front of the tower of life and death, you can't be presumptuous!"

White clothes speak indifferently.

The tower of life and death rotated rapidly, and then it changed impressively to more than nine feet high.

White clothes stretched out his hand and pointed to the life and death tower. In his eyes, there was a flash of nostalgia. After a flash, a disdainful color flashed across the corners of his mouth, and cold hummed, "the hand of death!"

Boom, boom!

The voice of white clothes has just fallen.

The void was startled and thundered, and sent out extremely violent bursts.

In the tower of life and death, black and extreme lights flickered, and it seemed that countless screams could be heard vaguely. The extremely strong dead spirit was almost going to turn the world into hell and roll out.

In a flash, I saw a vast hand in the void.

All black.

It is composed of countless divine patterns.

This is the power of magical means after the life and death tower was promoted to the inferior immortal weapon, death heavenly hand!

After the death hand appeared, the whole world seemed to be darkened, one space seemed to be imprisoned, and the scorching sun in the sky seemed to surrender under the death hand and disappeared without a trace.

Wang Baichuan was shocked.

Incredibly looking at the vast hands, a strong sense of crisis rose in my heart.

"What power is this?"

Wang Baichuan's spirit roared.

Boom!

The hand of death went straight to Wang Baichuan. It was not fast, but it was unimaginable.

Go ahead and crush everything!

Many people looked at this scene and had an idea in their hearts.

Sir, this is fucking powerful!

In the blink of an eye, the power hit by Wang Baichuan collapsed without a trace.

There is no comparability between the two!

The hand of death is like a bulldozer, sweeping all directions, just like the palm of your hand that day, trying to change the world and sweep away everything.

Wang Baichuan peed and turned pale.

He wanted to retreat, but found that the dead hand firmly locked himself, blocked the space, and couldn't move. The speed of retreat slowed down significantly. Moreover, there was a direct instinct in his heart, that is, no matter how he dodged or where he hid, he couldn't avoid the attack of the dead hand.

How sad is this?

White clothes and indifferent complexion.

I said to myself in my heart, this is the power of the best immortal weapon!

The old man in black was very excited. Looking at the eyes in white, he seemed to be looking at a God, his faith, incomparable piety and full awe.

The same is true of the spirit of the great sun Golden Wheel!

Immortal tools can also be powerful!

Sooner or later, they will be as powerful as adults in white!

Finally, the hand of the death day suppressed Wang Baichuan.

Wang Baichuan's eyes alternate between anger and fear. Watching the hand of death coming, he roared. In his body, all the power of mountain soul and all the power of origin burst out in an instant.

Unfortunately, what made Wang Baichuan collapse was that his strongest blow only broke up a little thumb of the dead hand.

Boom!

The hand of death was not affected at all and was directly suppressed by Wang Baichuan.

Poof poof!

Wang Baichuan's mouth spewed blood, his body burst blood, and his face was as white as paper. Yuan Li ran away in his body and was no longer controlled by him. In a moment, Wang Baichuan looked stunned.

Under the attack of the death hand, Wang Baichuan felt that he was an ant.

It's no different from the poor bastard!

"How can there be such an immortal device in the lower world? The messenger said that because of the law of the world, the powerful immortal device in the lower world can't take the lower world at all? Are you teasing me?"

In Wang Baichuan's mind, some even wandered outside the sky.

The endless pain drowned him and made Wang Baichuan wake up.

His face was twisted, and Wang Baichuan kept roaring, mobilizing all the strength in his body to resist the suppression of the hand of death.

However, gradually, Wang Baichuan's eyes were dazed.

The sound of death calling sounded in his ears, bewitching his mind. The breath of death began to emanate from the hands of the dead day and invaded Wang Baichuan's body.

White with a sneer.

When he followed the emperor, there were countless immortals who became death puppets under the hand of death.

The hand of death heaven contains the law of death accumulated by the great emperor of Jidao. If the life and death tower returns to its peak and becomes a top-quality immortal again, the hand of death heaven doesn't have to do it at all. Relying on the law of death alone, Wang Baichuan can be in a dilemma of life and death, assimilated by the hand of death heaven and become a puppet of death.

At this moment, Chixiao ancient sect had an unprecedented panic.

The disciples of Chixiao ancient sect looked at the sky one by one, and they were almost in tears.

God damn it, is Chixiao guzong really going to be destroyed?

It's fucking great suck.

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