Chapter 292

Platinum bishop Salas is full of fear. He has tens of thousands of alpacas galloping by.

He kept asking himself, how bad luck!

He doesn't like anyone. This man is the mortal enemy of Wuhun hall. He is the Pope of wanhuo hall, whom qiandaoliu wants to get rid of!

He had to sigh that his vision was poison!

"Let's go together and kill him. Lord qiandaoliu will be rewarded heavily!"

Salas knew that today, either Xiao Jiu died or he died. If anyone dares to send someone to assassinate him, Salas will certainly frustrate him. Therefore, Salas believes that Xiao Jiu will not let him go.

"Together? Yes, what I'm not afraid of most is group Warfare! "

"I haven't killed people seriously for a long time. I feel my hands are itching."

Small nine step by step down, hand a throw, in the hands of the Soul Ring martial spirit set in the body of Salas, in an instant, Salas eighth Soul Ring disappeared, momentum greatly reduced.

"Is this the legendary Soul Ring? What a pervert. " Water moon full of small stars, hearing in the end is not as exciting as seeing, this moment let the other party lose a soul ring both sense of sight, too shocking.

Water heart soft is also a secret tongue, this kind of martial spirit, is purely used to attack people.

Shuibing'er's biting thin lip is not only her coldness, but also shocked by her ability.

At the bottom of the hall of martial spirits, the spirits of the saints and emperors were also shocked, and they were making a difficult choice in their hearts. Should they listen to the order of bishop Salas and kill the Pope of the hall of beasts, or give advice and wait-and-see?

"What are you afraid of? He has no soul power. He's still a man. There are so many of us Salas agitated: "today, kill the Pope of the hall of beasts, and in the future, with the reward of Lord qiandaoliu, you can reach the title of Douluo in your lifetime! Don't you want to spell it? "

When Salas said these words, the first Soul Ring lit up and launched his first soul skill, the wolf bloodthirsty.

His voice carries a strong bloodthirsty spirit attack, which affects the thinking of people around him, makes people forget their fear and fall into a bloodthirsty and violent impulse.

After being brainwashed by Salas for a while, these soul saints, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, immediately put down their fear and thought about rich rewards, soul bones, power and status

"Kill

At last, they are still excited.

They didn't see Xiaojiu's power with their own eyes. They didn't have much awe in their heart. Influenced by Salas's soul skill, their blood thirsty and greedy thoughts immediately occupied their brains.

One by one, they rushed up.

Shuixinrou immediately became nervous. She couldn't take care of shuibing'er and so many holy spirit emperors. Shuibing'er was attacked by so many high soul masters for the first time. They were afraid. At this moment, Xiaojiu's voice sounded.

"Second soul skill, soul power evil ring!"

Small nine hands, black light on Salas, he was directly extracted 20% of the soul power, small nine soul power in an instant filling up.

"The first soul skill: fury!"

"Second soul skill: burning blood"

"The third soul skill: Dragon rage"

"The fourth soul skill: ox Python power."

"The fifth soul skill: the growth power of Tianmu!"

"Soul bone skill: the power of mammoth!"

.........

In an instant, all kinds of light on Xiaojiu's body twinkled. He directly opened all the power Soul Ring skills and soul bone skills. The power increased from 25000 Jin to 2.17 million jin, an increase of 87 times!

Shuibinger, they are all stunned. Is that how soul skill is used?

All in a flash?

Looking at the person that pours at to come over, small nine flatly stretched out a fist, toward the front blast.

All of a sudden, the harsh wind let everyone involuntarily cover their ears, and then they saw the most astonished scene in their life.

Small nine's one punch smashes, the space all seems to distort.

The soul with the highest strength and the fastest speed, the body has not yet touched the small nine fist, has been penetrated by the boxing wind, broken like a mirror in the air, and then scattered like a bubble into a blood mist.

After the soul Saint had been blown into powder, Xiao Jiu's fist hit the position of the soul Saint just now. The terrible fist style formed the collapse damage, and directly shocked a nearby soul Saint into powder.

One punch, holy death!The spirit saints and the spirit emperors in the martial spirit hall were completely shocked. Even Tang Hao could not achieve such power!

They immediately stop attacking, turn around and run, which is not a level at all.

"If you want to run, it's too late!"

"Frozen!"

Xiaojiu raised his hand to send more than a dozen ice packs to seal all the Holy Spirit emperors inside. They immediately urged his soul to break the ice and continue to run outside.

However, before taking a step, the cold voice of Xiao Jiu came out again.

"Thunder eye!"

Zi La, a crazy split thunder, the ground is all running arc.

From the hall to the gate, only less than ten meters away, but this short ten meters for them, as if never finish.

Just after being devastated by the thunder, they managed to control the spasmodic muscles of their whole body. When they were about to run, the ice came again, and they were frozen into ice sculptures again.

Infinite ice flow!

Small Jiu Yi raises a hand, sneer a way: "next, ground stabs!"

Poop, poop~

Fire spears grow on the ground, and without any sign, they tie these soul saints and soul emperors into sugar gourds. Fire spears pierce their feet and run through their legs, and they are just like wild boars, pierced by traps and howl bitterly.

"It's over, pillar of fire!" The power of small nine fire urged to the extreme, detonated the fire spears one by one.

Boom~~

Each spear burst into a terrible column of fire. The terrible fire could instantly burn these people. Only piles of ashes were left in the hall of the martial spirit hall, which was blown by the wind.

Shuibinger and others were really shocked. Is this the real strength of the Pope of the hall of beasts?

So many people were killed in just a few seconds, and Xiao Jiu didn't even move his feet. He just raised his hand.

Qianren snow is a happy face, small nine seems to become strong, maybe soon, grandfather can't stop two people together, good!

"This... This is all dead?"

Salas stood at the back, his whole body's cold sweat all wet God robe, he knew that small nine is very powerful, but this is also too fierce.

Icebound, thunder eye, ground sting, fire dragon pillar!

A set of spirit Saint level people to seconds, this is too overbearing, he thinks this fire can be too strong!

What he didn't know was that the power of fire was mixed with the power of ice and fire, which could easily destroy everything.

Salas didn't dare to fight at all. He could fly. He didn't want to turn around and ran from the door to the sky.

"He's gone!" Shuiyue'er exclaimed, pointing to Salas in the sky and said: "Jiuge, change quickly, don't you have wings?"

The girl of Tianshui University suddenly looks forward to it. It is said that Xiao Jiu has a pair of bat wings, just like the God of darkness.

They all want to touch the bat wing.

Small nine light of shake head way: "open wings to pursue him?"? That's too much for him. He can't run! "

"But he's gone!" Water moon son anxious way.

"Is it?"

Small nine eyes of silver flash, light way: "soul bone skill: killer whale wear out magic mirror!"