Chapter 549

As soon as the ten thousand soul sword was lifted and split, the soul calling flag was blocked back.

But at this time, the nether hidden dragon still looked relaxed, but it was heavy for Wang Yu. After all, Wang Yu is only a seven grade martial artist, and the Youming hidden dragon is a one grade warrior. The gap between the two exists.

Wang Yu stepped back a lot. Seeing this, the dark Hidden Dragon flashed disdain in his eyes.

At this time, I saw the fiery red bead flying in the shape of pin. It was the fire phoenix bead thrown by Wang Yu. This fire phoenix bead may have a miraculous effect on the nine pin martial arts disciples, but it was a little troublesome for the first-class warriors.

However, Wang Yu threw the fire phoenix bead to delay time or to let himself breathe a little.

Wang Yu couldn't help swallowing pills in the gap of time. There were many pills under the root of his tongue.

The pill turned into a supreme energy and poured into Wang Yu's limbs and bones. Under the joint development of ninghun grass and the special power of ice and fire, Wang Yu's physical quality has been very strong.

Otherwise, if it is a powerful pill, Wang Yu will explode!

The nether Hidden Dragon frowned and broke up the fire phoenix beads. "Boy Wang Yu, if you only have these strengths, today is your death date!"

Wang Yu also smiled, but with some bad intentions.

In the following time, the nether hidden dragon was very annoying.

Wang Yu was standing there, even leisurely, but the Youming hidden dragon was in a hurry. At this time, Wang Yu didn't even release a martial arts skill, and wanhun sword was just put in his left hand at will.

But Wang Yu's right hand didn't stop. Sometimes there were fire phoenix beads and sometimes runes. There were also gadgets that Wang Yu practiced when he was free.

Cough, although runes are generally used for attacks, sometimes they may not be so.

For example, the pink fog barrier around the nether Hidden Dragon

When Wang Yu saw the pink fog barrier, he couldn't stand blushing. When did he refine it? Why doesn't he have any impression? Maybe it's taking something from someone else's ring?

The lonely soul who has been secretly watching the battle between the two people coughed up. What are the things refined by their sect leader?

However, this is still a sinister gadget, which makes the nether Hidden Dragon angry. The real strong won't use such a move, but Wang Yu won't care.

What's more, they are already enemies of life and death. How can they care about face?

Sen Leng's force condensed into water vapor and dissipated the fog barrier. The dark hidden dragon stood out with a flushed face and an ugly look, and said darkly: "Wang Yu, you have the ability to fight openly. What does such a shady thing mean!"

Wang Yu's face had already recovered calm. "Although foreign objects are also part of his strength, since it is the sincere invitation of the young palace leader, Wang Yu will follow."

Then the soul sword in his hand quickly changed to his right hand. The power of ice and fire was covered in an instant. The nether Hidden Dragon had not recovered, and Wang Yu's sword had been smashed down.

The netherworld Hidden Dragon retreated and narrowly avoided this sudden move.

He raised his head and looked Yin Wu. "He is worthy of being the king's sect leader. The best way to remove Yin people is sneak attack."

There was no lack of sarcasm in his tone, but Wang Yu shrugged carelessly, "the final result is your death."

"Arrogance!"

The ghost is spinning around the nether hidden dragon!

A lone soul fighting with the people of the nether palace suddenly cried out in pain, "Tianquan!"

This sound seemed to be the beginning. Some people in the lonely souls kept shouting. Their voices were all directed at the ghosts around the hidden dragon!

Wang Yu's look suddenly sank, and there was a ghost around the nether hidden dragon. Wang Yu thought it was the force of cultivation, but he didn't expect that this man turned his soul into martial arts. It's shameless!

But Wang Yu didn't notice that the look of the people in the Youming palace was also unnatural.

It turns out that the leader of the Youming palace, Youming chayue, doesn't agree with the people in the Youming palace who use people's souls for cultivation, and that Youming chayue has never used people's souls, but they didn't expect that the young leader dared to disobey the leader's orders!

With a cold hum, the souls of those people screamed bitterly, with strange puncture force. Even the spirits as strong as Wang Yu could not stand the cold hum.

"Sect leader! Kill him!"

More and more lonely souls look ferocious. Their friends or relatives are made into a kind of martial arts cultivation by the young palace master of the nether palace. It's really torture!

Wang Yu's face was indifferent, "as you wish."

In a word, the eyes of all the lonely souls were red, and their martial arts towards the nether palace were also powerful, as if they regarded the people in front of them as their enemies!