Chapter 147

"Whew!"

A black faint light came out of the bone knife. The faint light was so weak that it seemed to go out at any time. As soon as the faint light appeared, it turned into a red light and flew away, but in an instant, it had flown to the space barrier.

"Bang."

With a dull sound, the faint light hit the space barrier and was bounced back in an instant. There was a faint silver light shining on the space barrier.

"A little skill, it's not dead!"

A voice of cold words came. When the faint light flickered, a ferocious ghost face was exposed. It was the face of the great God. At the moment, the ghost fire flashed in his eyes, full of anger and reluctance.

Almost. He just saw the enemy and pretended to be dead, just to use his secret skills to escape, but he didn't expect that Chen Xiaoming was ready to block the space.

"Offend my soul clan, you..."

"A dead man has a lot of nonsense."

Grasp the faint light with your right hand and pinch it gently to flatten the ghost face. Under the outbreak of silver light, it turns into fly ash in an instant.

"Fight with him, or I'll die."

The bone secluded Saint gave a loud cry, and countless figures in black behind him looked at each other. They flew towards Chen Xiaoming in an instant. They attacked each other one by one, enveloping the world. The void was slightly turbulent and powerful.

At the foot of the bony saint, his figure disappeared in the vast flow of people. The space was slightly turbulent, but he went to the hall.

Chen Xiaoming looked at the strong man in the soul Hall who was the highest level but douzun. The silver light on his right hand suddenly turned into a huge hand with the size of a hundred feet, shrouding the heaven and earth. Under the broken void, he clapped it with one hand.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom..."

Fighting spirit and fighting skills beat on the silver palm, but there was only a trace of waves. Then Yu Wei patted it with one hand and patted countless strong people in the soul hall into meat sauce.

For a moment, the whole soul hall was solemn and clear. Chen Xiaoming looked through the black hall towards the bony saint in it, and he saw that it seemed to be going in one direction.

The space under his feet shook slightly, and Chen Xiaoming disappeared in an instant.

Inside the black Hall

"Come on, come on, damn it, do..."

He murmured hurriedly in his mouth and looked anxious in his eyes. His eyes glanced slightly behind him. When he turned back again, his feet stopped.

There was a trace of despair in his eyes. The bony Saint looked hard at Chen Xiaoming standing not far in front of him, with sweat dripping on his forehead.

"I..."

Just opened his mouth and said a word, a huge silver hand grabbed it towards himself. The bony Saint saw that the silver light shrouded everything in front of him, and then it was completely erased.

"The villain died of talking too much, don't you know?"

Lightly said a sentence, completely wiped out the soul of the latter, although the latter said it was a death.

"Whew."

At the foot, Chen Xiaoming's figure flew up and stood on the whole space. Looking at the people's hall below, his eyebrows could not help but wrinkle.

Doesn't it say that there is a deputy Temple Lord in the people's temple? Why didn't you see each other?

Chen Xiaoming is a little unhappy. The most annoying thing about accounting is that people are not in this situation.

All the others were killed, leaving a deputy head of the soul hall. Chen Xiaoming always felt that there was something missing in his heart?

He and Chen Xiaoming always calculate clearly. The most important thing for the family is to be neat. It's impossible to lack one.

Without leaving immediately, Chen Xiaoming untied his blocked space, then stood cross legged on the void and slowly waited.

One day... Three days... A week later

Sitting cross legged, Chen Xiaoming opened his eyes and showed a smile at the corners of his mouth. His eyes swept to a place in the void, where the space was slightly turbulent, the void was torn, and a figure wrapped in black fog appeared all over his body.

As soon as the figure appeared, he felt the silence, like the human palace space of the dead prison. He frowned and was stunned.

"Finally wait for you."

A light laugh sounded, which seemed so abrupt and loud in this empty space.

The figure turned his head, and two unusually gloomy eyes looked at it. The black fog was slightly turbulent, and an extremely repressed power was poised.

"Did you do it?"

The cold words did not have a trace of vitality and were gloomy. The figure was the deputy head of the soul hall. At the moment, he swept through the empty human hall, looked through the black hall and saw the body of the bony saint. The huge handprint not far away pointed to one thing.

"What do you think?"

Chen Xiaoming did not answer the question. He found that people in the soul hall like to talk nonsense. He has been waiting here for a week. He didn't do it. What are you doing here?

Do you really think he has nothing to do with Chen Xiaoming? He's a man of ten thousand opportunities in a day!

Hundreds of millions of busy people every minute!

"Whew."

The silver light flashed and shrouded the whole void in an instant, blocking the space.

Chen Xiaoming is not used to talking nonsense with others. At his feet, his figure has disappeared. The surrounding void is slightly turbulent, and a space crack appears next to the deputy hall Lord of the soul hall.

In the dark space crack, a bright silver light broke out, just like breaking through the light of the night.

The silver light turns into a crystal palm, with golden lines on the palm. The majestic fighting spirit condenses, and the whole body space fluctuates violently.

"Hum."

The Lord of the sub Hall of the soul hall gave a cold drink, and two extremely gloomy cold awns shot out of his eyes. He bent his fingers and flicked, and a black gas gushed out. The overwhelming black atomization was five huge chains, winding towards the crystal palm.

"Dang... Dang..."

On the glittering palm, the silver light broke out and turned into a sharp sword. It flew out in an instant and broke all five black chains.

"Bang!"

In just a moment's effort, the five chains shot by the deputy hall master of the soul hall were broken. As soon as his eyes changed, he fell a little lower. When the figure retreated, the endless black fog in his body diffused and resisted in front of him in an instant.

The overwhelming black fog surged out. The black fog covered the sky and blocked the sun. It filled the space between heaven and earth. The void was slightly turbulent. In the blink of an eye, the Deputy main guard of the soul hall was behind him.

"Out."

A cold voice sounded, the silver light on the glittering palm was suddenly released, the bright silver covered the heaven and earth, the void was broken, the black fog blocking the sky and the sun was pierced by the silver, and there was a moment of silence between the heaven and the earth.

The glittering and translucent palm probes into the black fog in front of the main body of the sub Hall of the soul hall. The black fog continuously corrodes the palm, but it has no effect at all.

"Whew."

Seeing that the situation was bad and the breath in the body was one of the shocks, the main of the sub Hall of the soul hall was ready to tear the turbulent flow in the space and leave by force.

There is no need to stay in a hall that has been slaughtered.

The latter's strength is far higher than him. He has no reason to stay and fight.

Just as the main shock of the sub Hall of the soul hall shattered and the space was turbulent, Chen Xiaoming's figure quietly appeared behind him, with two silver rays in his eyes.

"Have you asked me if you want to go?"