Chapter 569

Almost the whole battlefield is covered by the fields of Tianxing soul master college, which is called Douluo. Once the soul master of wuhundian enters these fields, it's like falling into the mire, and the action becomes particularly difficult.

With more than 7200 heavy cavalry summoned by Wang Jian rushing into the battlefield, it was like inserting a knife into the heart of the martial spirit hall. The block of the martial spirit hall was just a thin layer of skin. It was easy to pierce it.

Boom!

Behind Wang Jian, there is an illusory civet. I don't know when it will lurk behind him, and a dark blue energy ball will fall down on him.

Shua!

Wang Jian's face turned calmly, and his Haoran Zhengqi ruler suddenly waved down.

Tens of feet of white awn suddenly burst out of the ruler, instantly split the dark blue energy ball into two, revealing the frightened expression of the civet behind.

The attack on Wang Jian didn't work.

But it seemed like an order, and the other soul fighters in the martial spirit hall began to attack Wang Jian.

Circle after circle, the deep black soul ring lights up, and one powerful ten thousand year soul skill rises.

The burning black flame

Crystal clear ice spear

Ferocious lava giant

Three feet green front

The overwhelming attack is like a torrential rain, which makes the whole sky and earth turn pale and make the wind and clouds surge.

Wang Jian's eyes moved, but the earth under his feet had already opened a series of winding cracks, from which countless buds drilled out and grew at an unimaginable speed.

Sprouts, branches, leaves, flowers

At that moment, it seemed that countless spring and autumn years had passed. The originally empty land was covered with lush trees, and various kinds of pure white or pink flowers filled the vision. Countless flowers competed with each other, fragrant.

All kinds of attacks fell into the flower forest, stirring up a wave of pink and white flowers.

Thin and lovely petals in the sky, like the dancing flow of the flying, but beautiful unusual.

The curtain of flowers is full of air, and all the attacks will disappear into the air. Only pieces of pink and white petals are flying.

This flower world seems to be isolated from the outside world, and they can hardly see what is happening through the petals.

The soul fighters in the martial spirit hall are on guard.

The wind around seems to be getting bigger and bigger, so that the petals that used to dance disorderly begin to circle in the same direction.

Huh? Wait

Youhundouluo suddenly opened his eyes, and the cold sweat ran down his forehead.

No, something's wrong!

He looked at the petals circling around them, and saw tens of millions of petals circling around them, which looked like a gorgeous cage, trapping them.

"Everyone, run!"

In charge of the command of the soul Douluo also seems to find something, hoarse cry.

There is a tornado near the edge of the soul of the fight Luo did not hesitate to rush into the circling petals, but soon his face suddenly changed, severe pain let his face have some spasms.

"No, no!"

Countless petals like the world's most sharp blade, let him bear the world's most cruel punishment.

He wants to open the soul shield to block these petals, but these petals have unimaginable magical power. They directly penetrate the soul shield, and even his skin, body, bones

The sound of pain gradually subsided, and the figure turned into a blood mist and melted into the petals.

Suddenly, the pink flower tornado seems to become more bright, bright and bright.

Taoli Fanghua, the fifth soul skill of Wang Jian.

With the continuous growth of Wang Jian, the fifth soul skill seems to have grown to an unimaginable level, which is comparable to the power of the ninth soul skill level.

Originally, his fifth soul skill had only two characteristics: one was to absorb the soul power of the soul masters in the coverage area, and the other was the sharpness like a blade. Each petal was like a thin blade, which could easily cut the skin of the human body.

Up to now, this soul skill seems to have more characteristics similar to armor breaking, which can penetrate the soul shield.

In the flower tornado, the remaining soul fighters are stiff and suddenly feel unimaginable despair.

Some people look at the sky in despair, but their faces are slightly stunned, and then show the color of ecstasy.

"Heaven! There is a flaw

The swirling flower tornado looks like a cliff, but there is a small gap in the center, where it is not covered by terrible petals.

Whew!

In a twinkling, the soul fighters of the martial spirit hall jumped up one after another.

But just when they were about to break through, Wang Jian's figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

There was a pair of cold eyes on the indifferent face. Wang Jian looked at them but said nothing.

There is an illusory figure behind him, which makes it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

Her body is golden, and her appearance is very soft and beautiful. From a distance, she looks like a holy goddess.

However, with her hands gently pushed down, there was a terrible wind from the sky.

Whoo!

The terrible force directly blew them down, and the terrible wind seemed to be no weaker than the petals around them, which cut them in pain.

Upon landing, the soul fighters in the martial spirit hall were in despair.

Some people looked up at Wang Jian and swore, some tried to break through the hualongjuan, but they were hanged into a blood fog, some continued to charge into the sky, others tried to attack Wang Jian.

In Wang Jian's indifferent eyes, the flower tornado began to close gradually.

The fury of incompetence and the howl of despair are mixed together, and the deep despair makes countless soul masters around to hear this voice cold.

Hoo

The wind is howling fiercely, and the title Douluo who had retreated from the martial spirit hall also rushed up. The whole seven Title Douluo are awe inspiring and stare at Wang Jian.

But the two sides are far apart.

Wang Jian looked at them indifferently, but his palm was slowly clenched.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

A low sound of human body fragmentation constantly rings up, with each sound, the swirling flower tornado seems to be more bright red.

"Dare you

Douluo, the title of Wuhun hall, looked at the scene and his eyes were ready to crack, but Wang Jian's face didn't show any waves.

Wind disappears, clouds disperse, flowers fall

The petals stained with bright red blood spread all over the earth, and the whole earth is inlaid with pink petals with spots of red halo.

This scene, it seems particularly sad.

"Poof!"

Among the seven Title touluo who rushed to Wang Jian, a blush suddenly rose on one's face, spurting out a big mouthful of blood.

"The shaft!"

He looked at Wang Jian angrily and yelled.