Chapter 431

"Gulu..."

In the distance, there are people who have followed us for a long time. They are looking at the sky dully and their throats are stirring unconsciously. Their faces are already in panic.

This is the three soul fighters, so easy to fall?!

In fact, if Wang Jian hadn't imprisoned them with time, the boiling steam might have hurt those soul fighters, but it would never have killed them so easily.

Time reversal plays a key role in it.

Three hundouluo suddenly fall, the remaining four hundouluo look at Wang Jian with anger, more from the fear of the unknown.

The fall of several companions made them feel at a loss. They didn't even know what had just happened and when their companions were covered by the terrible steam.

In the thick white steam with terrible high temperature, it was turned into a pile of rotten meat. The pain... Makes people feel shivering just thinking about it.

Panic began to spread in the ranks of the martial spirit hall.

Rao is the soul hall. All the people dispatched this time are the elite above the spirit emperor, but people have weaknesses, and people have fear and awe.

Bibidong's face was ugly and his eyes were cold. He stared at Wang Jian angrily and whispered: "I underestimated you!"

Although in the face of the title Douluo, the spirit emperors and saints in wuhundian can't play any role, in fact, these people are not intended to be used against Tang Hao. They have only one goal from beginning to end, that is, where Wang Jian and other Tianxing soul Teachers College belong!

However, no one thought that just a soul saint's sword could have this incredible power!

Among the four remaining soul fighters who besieged Wang Jian, suddenly someone's eyes lit up and yelled, "everyone, hurry up, he's out of soul power!"

Not far away from him, Wang Jian looked up at him with a pale face. There was no emotion in his eyes.

All of a sudden, the angel dance behind Wang Jian moved gently, and he dived straight to the ground.

"Chase

There was a roar in the sky, and the place where the martial spirit hall was located on the ground also suppressed the panic in my heart, staring at Wang Jian with heavy eyes.

They are not the stragglers, but the elite of the martial spirit hall. Everyone has excellent fighting literacy, and their panic is soon suppressed by them, which makes them enter the fighting state again.

"Big fire!"

"Fangs stab!"

"Twinkle!"

There was a mess on the ground. With the different colors of soul rings and soul power shining, a lot of soul skills fell down on Wang Jian.

Wang Jian's face was expressionless, but his body was shining with green light.

Fresh, natural, vibrant

This layer of light with his body as the center, quickly spread out to the surrounding, this let other martial spirit hall belong to the offensive subconsciously.

"This is the field of...!"

Some of the souls chasing down from the sky suddenly shrunk their pupils and suddenly turned to a battlefield in the distance which was also covered with green light.

As like as two peas!

When entering this field, the feeling of natural vastness comes. Some people feel the rhythm of life, some feel the passing of life, have the gift of life, and also have the plunder of life!

On the earth, there are more than ten towering giant trees suddenly rising.

It was as if they were suddenly endowed with souls, and their whole life came to life. Their roots turned into sharp feet and began to run wildly, waving their arms and branches to attack the place where the martial spirit hall belonged.

Bang!

Bang bang!

The foot of the martial spirit hall began to be in disorder, and several giant trees stood in front of Wang Jian to bear those flying soul skills for him.

With the sound of a road, along with the debris of trees flying, there is a strong force of life surging in the wounds of those giant trees. The force of life fills their wounds and makes up for their bodies with the speed visible to the naked eye.

These ordinary trees are strengthened by the power of life and show amazing defense.

Whoo!

Around, trees and grass began to shake wildly.

They gradually degenerated from vigorous turquoise to withered yellow with the speed visible to the naked eye, and little green light poured into Wang Jian's body, quickly making up for the soul and physical strength consumed by Wang Jian.

"Boom!"

In the sky, a huge silver white sword suddenly fell, with a terrible momentum, unmatched.

Wang Jian frowned slightly, subconsciously picked up the ruler and waved out a training that seemed to be illusory.

Bang!

It seems that the weak pitching and sharp swords are intertwined, and the unimaginable power suddenly erupts. The faces of the flying soul division who are preparing to launch the attack also change slightly, and they have to avoid the scattered airflow.

With the wind whistling, the surrounding trees fall yellow leaves, for this place out of thin air more a bleak feeling.

"Headache!"

Wang Jian, whose soul power has recovered to 7778, glances around at where the martial spirit hall is, and suddenly feels a headache.

There are too many people!

"Need to do something?"

In the dark night, the ethereal voice suddenly came into Wang Jian's ears.

He glanced at the direction of the dark night and said: "don't use it. Your role is to deter bibidong. If you don't do it, bibidong doesn't dare to do anything."

"We don't know if there are still strong people in the hall of martial spirit. You just need to help us hold the battle."

During the transmission, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared in the sky and fell down on the top of Wang Jian's head.

It was a huge golden tiger. It was as beautiful as a garment embroidered and carved by the morning glow.

The soul of martial arts?

Wang Jian's eyes moved and then narrowed.

The vast river suddenly emerged from his head, accompanied by hundreds of millions of bright stars, the vast healthy qi began to flow.

"Bang!"

The huge golden tiger fell to the ground, shaking the earth. The golden eyes fell on Wang Jian, full of the intention of killing without any cover up.

After that, the martial spirit Hall's Heroes began to show their true bodies one after another, and the figures of different shapes fell down.

A large part of the strong people in the hall of martial spirit present are at the level of spirit saint. They can display the true body of martial spirit. The roars of countless beasts are mixed together, and their power is amazing.

But Wang Jian touched his nose and make complaints about it. "You guys are going to be a zoo again."

Although he said that, Wang Jian's eyes were dignified.

"Peaches and plums!"