The other side's hand, unexpectedly has such treasure artifact?!

The spirit of the king's soul suddenly cooled from the beginning to the end.

A thousand year old soul inducing tree makes the heart grow, and a growing soul swallowing beast

He still has a little bit of confidence to fight each other.

But this is a long black sword.

Just looking at it, he was shivering from the bottom of his heart.

It's the fear of nature, the fear of natural enemies.

There's no way to resist!

"No!"

The spirit of the holy king can kill anyone who is strong in the holy land. At this moment, in front of Luo Qingtong's sword of life and death, he is desperate to turn around and run away.

There is no arrogance before.

He screamed in vain to escape.

However, in the moment he turns around, Luo Qingtong has waved the dead blade in his hand.

In a flash, Li mang swept the sky and startled the world!

"Ah

The spirit of the holy King shrieked sharply. Suddenly, under the attack of the power of the dead blade, it was shattered into ashes.

His figure twisted and disappeared.

Countless forces turn into the power of the soul and dissipate.

"Bang!"

When the spirit of the holy King dissipated, the bronze gate was knocked open.

"Night nine!"

"I want you to die!"

With the sound of a crack in the sky, Huo's master appears in front of Luo Qingtong.

From top to bottom, his clothes were almost torn into rags and hung disorderly on his body.

The whole person looks like he just ran out of the beggars' nest.

Wounds all over the body!

The hostility of the Huo family is very strong.

He looked at Luo Qingtong standing in the middle of the room in front of him. He didn't even look at the situation around him. He roared and rushed towards Luo Qingtong.

"Bang!"

The sword of life and death in Luo Qingtong's hand is waving.

She just wielded a sword to kill the spirit of the holy king. She didn't have time to change her move, so she followed the end of the move and turned her backhand directly——

"Shua!"

A black sharp blade flew out of the dead blade in her hand and swept toward the Huo family leader in front of her.

"Bang!"

Huo's master raised his hand, and their breath collided. In an instant, his attack was smashed by the force of the black blade.

"What?"

The Huo family looked at the scene with a shocked face.

He couldn't believe to see his palm, and then looked at the front of Luoqing pupil.

Even if the strength he used at the moment is only 50%, the other side should not block it so easily!

After all, the other party is

"You?! Are you at the top of your martial arts? "

Huo's master thinks that Luo Qingtong is no more than Wuzong, but he is surprised to find that there is something wrong with his breath——

The other party is already in Wulingjing!

And a strength of the atmosphere, solid coagulation unceasingly!

It seems that in such a short time, the young man has already completed the realization of Wuzong's realm of Wuling, and has accumulated enough strength to be promoted without any obstacles!

How is that possible?!

The face of the Huo family is hard to see.

His eyes burst out and he couldn't believe them.

"You! You

He raised his finger to Luo Qingtong, then swept his eyes and saw the room furnishings around him.

The purple gold coffin has disappeared under the burst of the spirit of the holy king.

But the gorgeous decorations are still there.

The master of the Huo family only glanced at it and knew that it was extraordinary here.

He laughed at once.