Chapter 390

"Ah! Ah! Ah

A sound of desolate terror to the extreme howl from Mo Qiu's body, followed by flying up thousands of fuzzy figures. All of these figures are dim and dim, but the look of fear on their faces can be seen. It seems that they have experienced some extremely terrible things.

"What."

In the distance, shenjianzi's body suddenly shocked, and he found that one of them even knew the former master of Shura hall!

The master of the hall of Shura is white haired. Although he has the name of Shura, his face is kind and his eyes are full of kindness. He fell down in the battle with the demon king tower, and his bones were gone. People always thought that he had already lost his soul, but they didn't expect that his soul was hunted by Mo Qiu and used to cultivate this strange martial art!

Looking at other figures, although most of them don't know each other, we can see from their clothes that they all belong to the influential forces of Luoshen sea.

"Master!"

All of a sudden, a bald old man roared with grief and knelt down with tears on his face.

His name is Pangbo, and he came from a family called kuchan temple. This faction could have been regarded as the top class, because their "temple master" was a real strong man in banbu Kingdom, and he had a top-level martial arts, and his fighting power was incomparably powerful.

But more than 100 years ago, the master of the temple had no news after a trip!

Because he is extremely tolerant and treats the disciples of kuchan temple as his own, he does not put on airs at all. Therefore, the disciples love it very much.

After confirming that the master was missing, they spent a great deal of effort to find it, which lasted for a hundred years without stopping! In this search, several of the top teachers and brothers disappeared one after another. Finally, all the powerful people in kuchan Temple disappeared mysteriously, and the responsibility of taking over the master fell to Pang Bo.

It's because of this that Pang Bo has not been less famous these years!

Many people are talking about it behind their backs. It must be that he secretly designed and used various strange means to trap and kill his master and his brothers, and finally tried to seize the throne of the temple master.

Pang Boming knew that he was not wrong, but he had to bear the blame and shoulder the heavy burden.

Over the years, he has never stopped searching for the truth, but in the end there is no news. Moreover, for his master's foundation, he could only endure humiliation and take good care of kuchan temple.

I thought it would be impossible to solve the mystery all his life, but I didn't expect to find the souls of master and others from Mo Qiu's martial arts.

Obviously, they were killed by Mo Qiu, and even their souls were imprisoned!

"Dirty blood demon!"

Anger, extreme anger burned Pang Bo's eyes to a blaze, his body burst into a pure copper yellow light in the roar, his body rapidly expanded, muscle piece by piece, cardiac expansion, become full of ten feet high.

At the same time, a thick copper pillar appeared in his hand, which was severely swung up and smashed to Mo Qiu over thousands of feet!

"Stupid! It's their honor to be a part of the king's blood and soul banner. I don't know what you're so angry about. "

Mo Qiumi laughs. All the souls of the warriors finally stop twisting and turn into a flag with hundreds of feet high. The flag body is full of thick blood light, condensed like crystal jade, emitting dazzling light.

Holding the blood soul banner, Mo Qiu waves the bald old man!

"Crash!"

A long bloody River stretching tens of feet wide appeared in the void and rolled out vigorously at Pangbo.

"Roar!"

Pangbo's whole body was suddenly frozen in the void, as if frozen by extreme cold. Then, a huge force rushed towards him, and he inflated like an inflatable.

After the expansion reached the limit, bang, his body was blown into endless pieces on the spot!

Then, I saw a twisted figure, full of fear and anger, was involved in the blood soul banner, as if the blood in the flag flag had increased a little.

"Hiss!"

At this moment, all of us are breathing.

They realized that Mo Qiu, as the God of blood demon, was totally different from the previous strong martial arts.

He not only needs Qi and blood to upgrade his position, but also needs the soul of a warrior to attack. From this point of view, he and the human race, and the rest of the three ethnic groups are absolutely mortal enemies.

"Unite as one!"

Through the secret collection hall, Man Wang and others also saw this scene clearly, which made them feel cold. The voice of the sea king immediately spread to all people, "Mo Qiu will not die, and all the warriors of the falling God sea will become their forbidden pigs and sheep! For the sake of dignity, for the sake of our children, please work hard

"I'll work hard to protect myself."

The voice of the mountain collapse and tsunami sounded. Just now, the warriors who had a little luck roared in unison. All the energy in the body was not poured into the nodes under him.

In the outside world, the figure of the big Buddha statue, which was still slightly blurred, became more and more clear. It was like the mirror covered with a layer of fog was wiped clean, and there was a clear and thorough feeling."Boom

The huge white sword formed by Taihao's butcher's butcher is so brilliant that it gives off a golden luster, which can make people blind even if they are slightly focused on it.

Mo Qiu's mocking eyes fell on Yang lie and said faintly, "the king's blood and soul flag is facing. All the struggles are doomed to be futile. You all are going to die!"

"Hunt!"

The flag of blood soul suddenly fell, and a sea of blood was created in the void. In the sea of blood surging, a flag flag with blood color flame is rising, just like the earth breaking through the sky.

"Forbidden battle of the big butcher!"

Gazing at the bloody soul flag, Rao Shi's body has already undergone the transformation of the body of the God of Jielei Xuanshen. Yang lie still feels that all the bones of his body are going to be crushed into pieces and are about to crack.

However, he had no sorrow or joy in his heart, and his right arm followed a mysterious arc: "chop!"

"Crackle!"

A series of bloody flame mixed with the light of white gold burst out. The strong smell of sulfur filled the void. The swords and flags collided, and a strong wave burst out from the impact point. In a blink of an eye, the space was filled with tens of miles.

Several distant mountains, as if cut by a sharp blade, the summit quietly collapsed, the debris splashed down.

"Ha ha!"

The stalemate lasted half a cup of tea, and the fluctuation became weaker and weaker. No matter the Taihao butcher or the blood soul flag, the breath was weakened.

In particular, the surface of the former has produced a fine crack. Moreover, the cracks are still expanding and deepening!

Finally, bang!

It seems that there is a pile of gunpowder ignited in Taihao futu chopper, and the whole ground is exploded, and countless pieces of gold and white are scattered everywhere.

"Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff!"

With a murmur, all the warriors who had been sent into the butu hall were all flying out. Most of them described them as extremely embarrassed, covered with blood, and even their clothes were smashed by the force of counterattack, completely losing the power to fight again.

Although the light of the blood soul banner is dark, it is still hanging in the air!

This blow to shake, it is clear that Mo Qiu has the upper hand.

"What a pain to come."

Mo Qiu looked pitifully shaking his head and sighing, but his eyes were full of banter, "this king has said for a long time that the smartest way for you is to accept your own destiny. Maybe, I will leave you a way to live. You toss about like this, just ruin the last chance of survival. Well, since I have exposed myself, I don't want to cover up any more. I will swallow up all your qi and blood! "

After the fierce battle between Mo and Qiu, the strength still remained 50% to 60%. Although it was no longer at its peak, it also reached the level of triple king.

There are six levels in the cultivation of Kingdom king. One level of state is one level of heaven!

Looking at the Luoshen sea, the strongest fighting power is just manwang and others. Their cultivation is equivalent to the realm of a warrior. Even if they are intact, they can't be the enemy of Mo Qiu, let alone now?

Even Yang lie, who urged all the four stars to exert his twelve winged demons, combined with the star meteor gun technique and the earth level Xuanqi, could at most fight against the realm king, and was still not Mo Qiu's opponent.

At the moment, even the most powerful base card, the big butcher forbidden array, are defeated by Mo Qiu. What else can be done to stop it?

"Who do you think I should start from?"

Mo Qiu's smile of cat playing with mice is swept from the faces of many warriors one by one. He looked at the food in his eyes, even if the heart of the fierce warrior is cold in the heart.

All of a sudden, Mo Qiu's line of sight: "battle nine dome, do you say?"

"Ha ha!"

Man Wang Zhan jiuqiong looked up at the sky and laughed, "Grandma! I haven't bathed for decades, and I feel itchy all over my skin. I just need to use your monster's mouth to wash it properly. "

"Hum!"

Mo Qiu's face was cold, and their blood demons were most taboo to be called "monster". A layer of angry color could not help climbing up to his face, "when death comes to an end, we should be hard spoken! I will swallow your blood, blood, skin and flesh first, to see if your bones are so hard

"Boom

He grabbed it out with his right hand, and the shadow of a bloody claw flying out of the sky covered Mu Xu square. The blood claw has not yet fallen, the breath has been breathtaking, people can not move.

"Hey, grandfather's bones are hard enough to break your teeth! No, how can a monster like you be my grandson

Manwang Ao ran a smile, straight back straight to the bloody claw shadow. Suddenly that, he turned to look at Jiang Qiushi, "goddess, I will pursue you in the next life, you must promise."

Under the seemingly casual voice, his eyes are gentle as water, full of reluctant.

Jiang Qiushi's body trembled and tears welled up.

"Don't worry, the next one is her. I want you to be a pair of mandarin ducks!"

Ink autumn blood claw across the void, violent fall, looking at the distance from man Wang's head less than Zhang Xu——"Whew!"

There's thunder. There's a gun.

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