Chapter 27

At this time, Leng Wuchen was lying in a sea of fire. His whole body trembled and changed. His whole body was emitting purple ember gas. He slowly opened his eyes. The purple magic pupil in his eyes was very eye-catching, and the edges and corners on his face became more resolute.

The long hair of enchantment blue fades gradually and becomes a little purplish red. The nightmare in the hand adds a layer of purplish red flame from the dark color.

Leng Wuchen touched his cheek with one hand, stood up slowly, shook his neck, and raised a trace of evil smile on his face. Then he said coldly, "is it the dark field of Wei? It's really different! "

The North Chen is no trace this sudden such as to rise of change seem some Leng Shen, in the heart secret way he how seem to have changed a person, what is that purple breath on his body again?

The North Chen in the mind thought of, but soon then restored calm, then looking at no trace to say: "it seems that just started is some light!"

Cold traceless sneer: "you're right. I'll go to the meeting sooner or later, but no one can save you today!" At the same time, a vast purple ember gas came out of his eyes and went straight to Lin Chen.

"Phantom, phantom

In an instant, dozens of layers of purple light cover slowly fell over the challenge arena, and the challenge arena was full of purple fog. It was difficult for people outside to see the situation inside, as if they were separated by another space.

The viewers have been deeply shocked at this time. The boy didn't die and became more and more evil. The North Chen facial expression already did not have just of indifferent color, facial expression some dignified.

The North Chen mouth involuntarily gets a way: "he can use Unreal spirit unexpectedly, how this is possible, this is impossible, who is he after all?"

At the same time, dozens of red light blades have attacked him. Beichen doesn't have time to think. The golden fan at his feet suddenly comes out, and the rapid rotation block is in front of him.

Leng Wuhen, with a smile on his mouth, gets up and runs to Beichen at a very fast speed. The Lingyan in his hand is changing rapidly, evolving from a sickle shape to a blood red long blade

{this is the second level Lingyan form. The spirit is divided into nine levels, and each weapon has its own name. It takes a huge spiritual foundation to transform it into the next level Form, and in the process of transformation, there may be mutator souls, which are only a few}

at this time, the traceless has come to Beichen's back, and the nightmare smashes out in an instant with a layer of purple ember gas. At the same time, the North Chen turns over a jump, the hand holds the gold fan to meet to work properly nightmare.

"Bang! Bang! Bang

In the blink of an eye, he had been fighting dozens of times, and there was a huge sound. With another bang, Beichen was shaken back hundreds of meters, and cracks appeared in his white gown.

The North Chen complexion is gloomy, stares at Leng no trace, in the mouth slowly says: "you are... Ember gas eight heavy water Yin, Yin soul five sections?"

Leng Wuchen didn't answer, and the purple fog in the challenge arena became more gloomy. The North Chen is also the vision big change at the moment "gold soul, destroy empty wave!"

A bright golden light swept out, and the rich metallic energy suddenly converged, but only he knew that in the purple fog, his aura and ember would be directly suppressed and consumed.

No matter the speed and attack power will be much slower than normal, the only way is to break the layers of fog instantly, but then the traceless aura in the fog will not climb again.

The most terrifying point is to absorb other people's aura for their own use. There are many strong people in the fantasy world who go to all kinds of forbidden areas for the news of a fantasy soul, and there are countless deaths and injuries. Therefore, it is also a kind of soul which is talked about in the illusory world. Wuhen has shadow soul, while the spirit has illusory soul, and it is also divided into two kinds of Tao, which is also the secret of Wuhen.}

at this time, people in the Lingtian ceremony want to know what's going on inside. The golden energy comes to the cold traceless in an instant.

"Hidden soul, dragon shadow storm!"

A magic red dragon phantom collides with the golden energy, and then a red light collides with the golden light. The aftershock of the shock spreads to the surrounding area instantly, with tens of meters of golden flame and purple fog.

"Oh! The fight is fierce. " I saw a man wearing a red robe suddenly in the purple fog, then he hid his soul with one hand, and the burning gas gushed out like mountains and seas, shouting: "Mu soul, crack heaven formula!"

At this moment, the man in red robe is just like a God. The next moment, a thunder comes out. The gray brown electric jet comes out and goes straight to Beichen.

The red robed man turned his head and looked at Leng Wuchen. He said coldly, "I'm not helping you any more. I hope you understand that the blood spirit stone has been taken by the people in your magic group."

Leng Wuhen said: "it's up to you whether you want to help or not. I'll finish it without you, but thank you." Because Ling knows that Lan Yan must have gone to help heibo.

Look at the North Chen facial expression again some displeasure, but have no way, again here completely can't play out strength, and the opposite came again, so more difficult already deal with.

Want to finish to get up to jump toward the air, the cold hums a way: "the evil spirit group is! I'll write it down for a moment. You will not be spared by the people in the dark Then he turned and flew to the sky, followed by the four people also disappeared in the field of vision.With the departure of Beichen, the golden flame on the challenge arena also disappeared, and the purple fog dispersed. At this time, the spirit who controlled the traceless body half knelt on the ground again, his hands bleeding and panting.

Blue Yan looked at the scene, didn't say much, turned away, with wind group disappeared again in the ring of Lingtian ceremony.

Cold traceless hair gradually changed back to the original appearance, spit out a mouthful of blood, staggered to stand up, looked around.

However, at this moment, a boy with a boa robe rushes to Wuchen in the challenge arena and shouts: "Bingpo, Xingzhen!" A huge wave of ice came running cold and traceless.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, at this moment, a man with a purple robe and scarred face, and a huge body, stood in front of no trace. However, looking at the boa running, the young man's killing intention was very strong in his eyes, and his evil spirit rushed out.

Zixuan rushed to the challenge arena, shouting: "no, he's not from Lingtian empire. Please let him go."

Leng Wuchen looked at everything in front of him. His heart was trembling and his voice was hoarse. He said, "if I were him, would you still be like this?"

Zixuan looked at Wuhen and heibo in front of her eyes, and did not answer. Cold no trace sneer: "remember... Today you have to choose!"

Wei Bo said, "right, let's go." The meaning of this sentence is puzzling. Maybe it's the end of Zixuan or the end of this mission.

Heibo flew to the sky with his arms around Wu trace, and the red light around the building dissipated. At the moment, the holy ceremony seemed so quiet.

Zixuan forgot to leave without trace. Suddenly, she felt as if she had lost something. Did I really do something wrong? Why I dare not stare at his eyes, why in the heart good pain?

After a moment of silence, there was an uproar. Maybe everything today will become a nightmare in the heart of Lingtian empire in the future. He said to an old man in white beside him, "have they got it?"

The old man nodded, with a satisfied smile, and then said, "just get it!"

The author Yi Xiaohan said: unconsciously, he has also sent more than 6w5000 words. I don't know whether you like this type of fantasy novels. If you like it, can you let me know? Xiaohan has no other requirements. He just wants to feel it, and then he has motivation.