Chapter 343

"So how do you want to choose?"

"How to choose?"

Wang Jian rolled a white eye. You have finished what you should say and what you should threaten. Do I have room to resist this?

There is no way to defeat renling and Langling, but this secret world must be destroyed directly. But if he had the strength to destroy this secret world, he would not have been here for so long.

"I've been a cleaner after all this time."

Wang Jian lowered his head and muttered.

He looked up at the dark world. The sky was full of clouds and thunder. The earth was covered with blood and bones. Countless ghosts were wandering on the ground.

He took a deep breath, as if to drown all the depression in his heart. Then he asked the spirit in a deep voice, "tell me what to do!"

"If I read it correctly just now, your seventh soul skill should be a little unusual?"

Renling looked at Wang Jian and asked.

Wang Jian nodded. Generally speaking, the seventh soul skill is the real body of the martial spirit, and his ruler turns into a vast river. But this is just one point. In fact, his seventh soul skill is more like a vision.

The so-called Yin and evil creatures can only retreat in a hurry.

"Then use your seventh soul skill. They seem to have great restraint on the ghost."

"And... What about the bone dragons?"

Those bone dragons are not ghosts. If you want to say that, they should be more like the undead. The undead has a complete system and is not missing in essence like the ghost. Therefore, by comparison, bone dragons are not easy to be suppressed by the seventh spirit skill.

"Just leave these things to us."

The wolf spirit who hasn't made a sound for a long time looks at the bone dragon who has stopped flying around. His eyes are as deep as Gujing wubo. He raises his hand in the void, curls his fingers and gently grasps it.

"Click!"

"Click!"

In the sky, the sound of bone crack suddenly sounded like firecrackers. Seeing and hearing, the color was domineering and keenly captured that the space seemed to be compressed and collapsed. Those bone dragons flying in the middle of the sky were suddenly under strong pressure, and all the bones in the whole body began to collapse inch by inch.

"Hiss..."

Wang Jian couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and his eyes were shocked to see the scene. The invisible space was like a big milling plate, under which the bone dragons with the strength of soul Saint were crushed into vermicelli.

The dark blue fire of soul in bone dragon's eyes was shaking violently. It seemed that they were also suffering from the pain that could not be explained by words, but they could not make any sound.

Just in a flash, dozens of skulls flying in the sky turned into white bone powder, falling like snowflakes, and there was a vast expanse between heaven and earth.

It's terrible!

As the world spirits of this secret world, human spirits and wolf spirits can be said to be the gods of this world. They have the supreme power in this world. It's hard to wonder that human spirits can kill themselves by blowing their breath.

Maybe this kind of saying is more euphemistic. According to their terror power, I'm afraid they don't need to raise their hands. Just a move of their mind, the world will come to him with a terrible massacre!

wait!

Since human spirit and wolf spirit have such terrible power, why don't they expel these ghosts by themselves?

Wang Jian asked this question to renling and Langling.

In this regard, the spirit of light said: "we are the combination of their ideas and this side of the world, can also be said to be the same origin."

"The same root and the same origin, just as rivers converge with the sea, people are one. Although the river is the river and the sea is the sea, both the river and the sea are made of water. Can water harm water?"

Wang jianmingwu, however, looked at the vast world, he still felt that it was a bit big, because the world was too big. After all, this was one of the ancient battlefields, and those who could participate in that war must at least be the existence of the soul saint.

There are also many so-called soul fighting, title fighting, half god fighting and God fighting. How big is the place for such a group of people to engage in scuffle? Think about it makes people feel headache, this should be cleaned up to monkey year and horse month?!

Wang Jian sighed melancholy.

Renling seemed to see something. He showed a faint smile and said: "look at the soul bones around you, and then look at her. Do you have motivation?"

艹!

Wang scolded in his heart that he was not a son!

……

Wang Jian stands on the void, overlooking the world.

Looking around, although the world is vast and vast, it is like a hell. There is only death and resentment. There is no so-called life. Silence and death are always the themes here.

This world is dead, no life, no life!

After taking a deep breath, Wang Jian's eyes suddenly burst out with two fine lights.

A ring of white soul ring slowly rises from his feet, slowly covers his body, and with the movement of his mind, the seventh soul ring shimmers.

The seventh soul skill -- Haoran Changfeng!

The mighty river of Haoran has evolved from the ruler again. One end of the river meanders out of the endless void. It seems to be a key to open the void and a link to the other side of the void.

At the other end, it began to expand, and finally formed a vast river around the body of Wang Jian. The more it reached the end, the more illusory and vast it was, and finally merged into this world.

"Go

With the sound of light Zha coming from the mouth of Wang Jian, the scope of Haoran river suddenly expanded and began to meander away in all directions. Although the light was a little dim, there was still a bright white light in this dark world.

It's like brocade gauze, and it's like dim starlight

Then, his soul power vibrated, and countless ghosts began to appear on the earth, but when they came out, they were surrounded by Haoran righteousness.

Haoran to Yang, it's hard to imagine the restraint of yin and evil!

In touch with the moment, those spirits suddenly turned into a group of white smoke, like clouds and smoke in general dissipated.

Seeing this, Wang Jian prayed in silence.

If these souls are still complete, they may become heroes in this world. Unfortunately, they have become broken and incomplete. If they continue to live in this world, they will be easily invaded by those scattered dead Qi and resentment, and finally become fierce ghosts.

"It's a pity that I won't recite a death mantra, otherwise I will pray for you. Life and death are uncertain, and you will be reincarnated as soon as possible."

Um... Can you reincarnate after you lose your soul?

Wang Jian rubbed his nose. Whateve