Chapter 550

Wang Yu raised his eyes and looked at the ghosts. His eyes suddenly turned red, but he looked so indifferent.

With one hand, he murmured, "fire burns the sky."

This time it was an overwhelming fire, not a fire dragon.

For the souls that should have dissipated in the world, dying from the fire is the best choice.

Poof poof!

Souls disappear one by one. They are all lonely souls. Now they finally get the final liberation!

Wang Yu looked sad, and everyone present looked the same.

The miserable soul was reborn in the red flame, turned into wisps of smoke, and completely dissipated between the heaven and earth.

Looking at the souls collected hard, the ghost hidden dragon, who was previously happy because of the pain of the lonely soul, looked suddenly dark!

"Wang Yu..." the voice of Yin measurement seemed to come from Jiuyou. However, at the moment Wang Yu raised his eyes, the Youming Hidden Dragon suddenly lost its voice.

What kind of eyes are they? They are so red, but they have infinite power of ice and cold. The good play makes people linger between fire and ice. It only makes people cold at a glance!

Wang Yu smiled gently and took back the ten thousand soul sword, "ghost bug, use people's souls to cultivate martial arts. You're very good!"

The nether Hidden Dragon came out of the cold eyes, but his face was still stiff. "Since the book is dead, it's their honor to be a puppet for me!"

Wang Yu smiled without anger. "I thought the person opposite me was a man..." unexpectedly, it was an animal! Without a word, Wang Yu's eyes were strange and his fingers came out gently. This time, it was one and a half!

The magical force is most of the fire phoenix force mixed with some cold force. At the moment, the two forces seem to be intertwined and like two individuals without any constraints, but their common goal at the moment is the beast opposite, the ghost bug!

This kind of martial arts makes Youming Qianlong frightened. How can such a martial arts be used by a small seven grade martial artist like Wang Yu!

He even had a deep hunch that he might fall in Wang Yu's hands.

No no no! impossible.

The nether Hidden Dragon clenched its teeth and looked ferocious like a giant beast that ate people in ancient times. How could he be inferior to the people who came out of a border town!

What a joke!

It was too late. It was too fast at that time. The Youming Hidden Dragon clearly knew that he was defeated by Wang Yu, but it was covered up by jealousy in his heart. He could only support hard. The runes on his body were consumed one by one, but Wang Yu's finger was far from falling.

This was the first time that the nether Hidden Dragon felt the fear of death. Under this fear, he dragged several nether palace people around him and pushed them out.

Poof... Just a gentle sound, those people's lives are gone! Hold on for no more than three seconds! Wang Yu's face was indifferent and seemed to have emptied everything. "Animals are animals!"

The youyou Hidden Dragon laughed, "so what? The last history of the world is written by living people. What is Wang Yu?"

Wang Yu is not angry, or at the moment, Wang Yu has no emotional fluctuations. He is in a state of strange emotional balance. His strange finger suddenly pressed down, there was no overwhelming Weiya, but the hidden dragon felt the threat of death! It was such a moment that the Youming Qianlong finally understood the gap between himself and Wang Yu!

He even began to regret his overestimation, but there was no room for regret! There will only be one ending of the nether hidden dragon!

Under that finger, the space behind the nether Hidden Dragon even fluctuated faintly! What a powerful force! The nether Hidden Dragon really regretted that he died in the nether palace. How could his life be better than the so-called Dharma protector?

But it's all over. The thickest image in front of the hidden dragon is his own shelled soul!

The power of ice and fire is strong enough and indeed has the effect of burning the soul, but Wang Yu didn't expect that the nether Hidden Dragon could also have a soul, so Wang Yu only infinitely strengthened the physical attack of the power of ice and fire when one finger fell, so that the soul of the nether Hidden Dragon didn't suffer any damage!

Generally speaking, there are few strong warriors who produce soul. Moreover, even if they produce soul, they can't be so strong!

The nether hidden dragon is obviously one of the accidents!

After the brilliance of the power of ice and fire gradually dissipated, what was left was the unconscious soul of the nether hidden dragon. His consciousness was a little vague, but the nether hidden dragon was still alive. Although it was in another magical way, it was alive after all, and even had the chance of rebirth.

Wang Yu's pupils suddenly tightened, "Youming Qianlong!"

The ghost of the nether hidden dragon finally returned completely under this sound. Looking at his almost transparent soul state, he finally couldn't stand shouting!