~： One hundred and fifty-two. Each draw card! Gui Douluo is coming!

(four more)

Furiously rushed to the crown, leaning on the fence, Xiaoxiao rain rest. Looking up, fierce enthusiasm. Thirty merits of dust and dirt, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait for nothing, white boy head, empty and sorrowful!

The eight gates and the six gates were opened at the same time. At the supersonic speed of Lilianhua, Yang Ming was wrapped in the blue soul flame. At this time, the soul power reached the level of Soul Emperor, and the fierce and unforged punch broke through the sound barrier.

There is a big horror in front of life and death!

Bishop Besca’s gaze suddenly condensed. From the fist that was constantly enlarged in his sight, he felt a terrifying force that could threaten his life. If he was really boxed by Yang Mingyi, I am afraid his brain would look like a spot on the spot. It is like a watermelon, with red and white blooms all around.

A Beska!

He also deserves to be a veteran-level soul holy strongman who has lived for decades. The Wuhun ice rain is matched with the adapted soul skills. The whole person turned into a pool of rainwater and merged into the rain depressions at his feet. Avoid the boxing that Yang Ming burst into.

Yang Ming missed a punch, a flash of red light flashed in his eyes, and during the rapid rotation of the three hook jade, he faintly noticed the direction of the fluctuation of soul power.

Yang Ming suddenly turned around, his left fingers spread out, and the thick blue flames like magma rolled down the ground. In the burst of noise, the hospital stairs at the foot were constantly melting, eroding the surface of the rain depressions, and rising the smog. .

Unfortunately, these smokes can't hinder the sight of San Gouyu's chakra.

Yang Ming's eyes were sharp, and at a glance, he found the soul of a rain depression two hundred meters away. He trampled under his feet, and he arrived here in less than a second at supersonic speed.

Bisca Besca came out of his head and saw Yang Mingfei kicking his face.

The vamp was close to the vicissitudes of Bisca’s face. In front of the terrifying force of acceleration, the wrinkles of his face were twisted wildly, and his face collapsed. If his teeth had not been stripped, he might have jumped. Broken teeth splashed out.

"Boom!"

Bishop Besca’s neck was deflected at 90°. With the twisting of his neck, the decaying body spiraled around ten times in the air, and then fell on the hard bluestone floor.

The robe from the exquisite satin tailor was covered with rain and mud, making him look like a phoenix falling into the water like a chicken.

As several sharp sword lights flashed by, a pair of arms and legs were cut off fiercely.

Yang Ming didn't make a shot, it was a thunderous momentum as soon as he shot it, and he simply couldn't tolerate how many chances Bishop Besca had to react.

As the saying goes, step by step, step by step.

With supersonic speed, Yang Ming has occupied the initiative from the beginning, so he can achieve such a brilliant record.

Yang Ming stepped on Bishop Beska’s chest, his **** eyes flashing, symbolizing his inner discomfort at this time, his low, hoarse voice like a subwoofer, booming in Bishop’s ear.

"Say!"

"Did you send someone to slaughter the Holy Spirit Village?"

In response to Yang Ming's questioning, Bishop Beska did not answer anything.

Bishop Besca, as a clever old fox, is of course very clear. If he cannot answer this question, let Yang Ming make a guess.

As long as Yang Ming followed the line of the Blackwater Mercenary Corps he had deliberately set up, he would only find a certain elder of the Seven Treasures Liulizong, which would not involve Wuhundian, nor even that one. grown ups.

As for this time, Yang Ming will find the reason for coming to the house. Bishop Beska has guessed how much.

It is estimated that the group of guys who had been sent to the Star-Big Forest to stir up the beasts of the beasts were not successful enough, but they were discovered by Yang Ming before they could be revealed.

In fact, Yang Ming was also lucky at the time. Duke Long and Meng Shu happened to be a member of the Wu Hun Temple, and they caught people with their crushing strength, otherwise Yang Ming was still in the dark.

Bishop Besca said nothing, but stared at Yang Ming with his eyes on the dead.

"You think you won?"

Ming Ming's neck was almost broken, and his limbs were cut off by Yang Ming.

But at this moment, Bishop Besca didn't have the slightest sense of imprisonment. Instead, as always, with the tone of a superior, it made people angry!

Yang Ming's ears stood up and moved a little, and a sound of breaking wind kept approaching from far away.

Obviously, the movement here has already attracted the attention of the titled Douluo sent by Wuhundian, and is now constantly coming.

Bisca naturally knew that His Royal Highness Guru Dora could come in just one more tea.

At that time, no matter how many cards Yang Ming has, he must die!

This thought turned around and Bishop Besca whispered:

"Wuhun Real Body!"

Among the Doulu continents, there is a way to improve the overall strength, that is, to obtain the Wushun real body. The advantage of using the Wushun real body is that not only the consumption of soul power is particularly low, but also the unlimited use of the first soul ring to the sixth soul All the soul skills of the ring are very helpful for improving their own strength.

However, this requires the Soul Master to reach level 70 or above to obtain it, and there will be a period of weakening after each time the Martial Soul is cast.

Until the point of life and death, few soul masters are willing to cast martial souls.

Bisca’s Martial Soul Ice Rain has already improved a lot of powers on rainy days, and after displaying the Martial Soul Body, it immediately exhibited its strange ability.

However, Bishop Beska's head, neck, and body melted into a pool of rain, and the rain falling from the sky suddenly became dense.

In the bead curtain rain curtain Bishop Beska's figure floated in mid-air, and the limbs that had been cut off by Yang Mingqi were actually made of rain water, which by the way blocked the wound, no longer Bleeding.

Beska raised her hand and said coldly:

"Rainwater, follow my orders!"

As if compressed by an invisible pair of hands, the rain in the sky converged into a rain dragon, dragon head dragon eyes, slap big dragon scales, even the sculpture is lifelike, like a real dragon, up to ten meters long, the dragon head It has the size of a truck head.

This rain dragon coiled around Bisca Bisca. Obviously, he had previously suffered the big loss of Yang Ming's supersonic crit, in order to protect himself from the fate of being faced by the dragon again.

At the same time, Besca's ten fingers flicked in the void, like playing a symphony of fate. Under his control, countless raindrops were like dense bullets shot by rows of musketeers, surging towards Shooting over Yang Ming!

Each raindrop, under the blessing of Bisca's ice rain martial spirit and a group of soul skills, the body surface is covered with a layer of frost, constantly patting the body of the flame devil king Yang Ming condensed, hitting him. Bursts of sparks.

However,

When Bishop Beska was fully devoted to Yang Ming, he did not pay attention to the fact that the twelve soul sect soul king king soul emperor and strong man under his command had been killed by Feng Baotong!

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