Chapter 157 Holy Assembly

"The little January soul also dares to move the earth on Taisui's head. Brothers, take him, and the senior brother will be rewarded."

Cheng Feng was at a loss and didn't know what to do. He could only watch the seven people of the Huangsha faction take action against Zhao Haoran. Although they had the intention to help, they did not have the courage. Speaking of it, they were just passers-by who met by chance. The two had no deep friendship.

It's more important than the Huangsha faction. Thinking of this, Cheng Feng stood aside, silent, and lamented in his heart. He blamed yourself and couldn't blame others. It was enough to help you collect the body.

The soul skills performed by the soul people in January are extremely powerful and terrible. Zhao Haoran was slightly surprised not because of their strong soul skills, but because this soul skills have no attributes at all. It is as turbid with the aura of heaven and earth in the outside world. Maybe this is related to their soul method.

"broken

The clear voice sounded on the empty field, and the soul skills of the seven people dissipated one by one, and they could not reach Zhao Haoran at all. They turned into nothingness and became part of the aura of heaven and earth.

What kind of means is this?

The disciple of the Huangsha faction knew in his heart that he must have provoked something that should not be provoked, but at this time there was no way out. The disciple with a collapsed nose sneered and said, "So what if your soul art is strong? We are all under the Yellow Sand Gate and all over the world. I don't have the courage to kill us. Hand over the spirit beast quickly and spare you to die.

"Are you afraid?" Zhao Haoran's tone was very light, but the Huangsha faction sounded full of provocation.

"Since you are looking for death, don't blame me for being rude. Brothers, I don't believe he dares to kill us." The Huangsha disciples with a collapsed nose are no longer as fierce and domineering as before, but they still refuse to give up.

After taking out the soul flag, everyone felt that their bodies were cold. With the improvement of strength, the deterrent power of the soul flag became stronger and stronger.

"Go ahead." Zhao Haoran waved his palm and saw two huge figures appearing in front of the seven people of the Huangsha faction. The yin was thick, the black fog, and the sharp teeth were daunting.

For a long time, Tu Jiang's ghost has recovered. After all, the ghost cultivated by the Japanese soul is much stronger than the ordinary ghost. His eyes flashed, and the huge figure immediately moved to a disciple of the Huangsha faction. Without even a chance to scream, it became A piece of human skin.

In just a few breaths, all seven people turned into human skins. A gust of wind blew, and the human skins were all buried in the ground, as if nothing had happened here.

Yellow sand brand!

Looking at the yellow dots suddenly flying out on the skin of seven people, what He Chang said immediately appeared in Zhao Haoran's mind. The yellow sand imprint was extremely fast and almost teleported. Zhao Haoran did not react at all, and he found that his arm was numb and the seven yellow spots penetrated in successively.

Posted to the meridians, motionless and not harmful. Zhao Haoran was a little curious. He didn't know who came up with this method. He Chang said that only the Japanese soul can eliminate it, but his cultivation is only one line away from the Japanese soul. Maybe it is very easy to remove it.

The soul power is invalid, and Zhao Haoran is slightly moved. It seems that this thing is indeed extremely difficult to eliminate as He Chang said. Even if a thousand illusion masks are used, it will still emit a strange atmosphere, which should be the means for those disciples of the Huangsha faction to track.

Since it can't be eliminated, let it be kept first. Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose and began to sacrifice the ghosts of the seven people. No matter how small the mosquitoes are, they are also meat. Although they are all January souls, this soul banners will not be too many. Those who come will not refuse, and it will be successfully refined smoothly.

Cheng Feng stood aside with a frightened face and motionless. He could see that there was no problem if the ghost wanted his life. He didn't expect that the Sima brothers looked like he was not high in cultivation. He had good soul skills, and the magic weapon he took out was even more extraordinary. No wonder he had a strange feeling when he saw him.

"Thank you very much, brother." Zhao Haoran finished sacrificing the souls of the seven people. He was in a good mood and smiled and talked to Cheng Feng.

"I dare not." Cheng Feng was a little ashamed. When he saw that Zhao Haoran was surrounded, he had the ability to save him, but he did not take action to protect himself. Unfortunately, he had a chance to have a deep friendship with him.

Zhao Haoran vaguely came up with the idea of becoming popular. He felt that this person was still a reliable person. Most of the soul people were selfish people. In this situation, it was good to stay away. What's more hateful was that it was possible to fall into the well. After all, cultivation still needs the support of things such as soul stones, and robbery came. The fastest means.

It is extremely rare to plead for a new acquaintance like Cheng Feng.

Looking at Cheng Feng's desire to speak and stop, Zhao Haoran smiled and said, "Brother Cheng, if you have anything, you can say it directly. You don't need to hesitate."

Cheng Feng looked worried, "Brother Sima, you have been branded with sand now. I'm afraid you won't be peaceful along the way. I think you have a magic weapon. It should be a powerful disciple. It's better to go back to find your master first and get more security on the road together."

Zhaoran was grateful, but there was no master. He nodded and said, "Brother Cheng, you go first, and I'll be there later."

Ceng Feng is not a hesitant person. After saying goodbye, he soared up and disappeared in less than half a column of incense.

Zhao Haoran shook his head with a smile, "I'm afraid this wind doesn't want to be with me. This yellow sand brand is indeed domineering. I can only suppress its breath from spreading a little closer, and it can't be completely curbed. It's also a troublesome thing."

If you think about it carefully, you have enough troubles. Are you still afraid of this? Put away the soul flag, carry the soft sound, and move forward quickly on the ground. Those who can fly in the air are above the moon soul. It may be safer on the ground, and the probability of being found is much smaller.

After getting the memory of the seven people of the Huangsha faction, Zhao Haoran also knew more about this Huang Moxing. After all, they are all the cultivation of the moon soul, and their knowledge is relatively extensive. It turns out that there are many souls here, and they live with mortals, which is completely different from the soul martial arts continent.

However, there are not many people with profound cultivation, but Huang Moxing has a large population, and finally thousands of Japanese souls are also a strong force. Of course, this is only the speculation of these moon souls. No one can tell how many Japanese souls have profound cultivation.

This has a lot to do with the soul method they practice. Indeed, as Zhao Haoran saw, Huang Moxing's soul does not know the attributes, and the speed of cultivation is faster. However, when they really fight, the soul of a single attribute is more dominant. The so-called door is not as good as the same, which is the truth.

Any attribute has its unique advantages, and Huang Moxing's soul will not produce martial souls after cultivation, and the soul power is stored in the acupuncture points. This is Huang Moxing's saying, and Zhao Haoran has never heard of it before.

This is also novel. Zhao Haoran's heart moved, and the thunderous martial soul was broken. Maybe this Huang Moxing's soul method is suitable for him, but now he doesn't even know how to go back, let alone send him the soul method. Let's go to the Wansheng Conference first.

The Wansheng Conference has always existed, about once in hundreds of years. The specific time will come from a sect called the Canglang School. Souls from all over the world will go one after another. At that time, there will be a space portal. When you enter the ruins, what magic weapons you can get depends on your personal chance. No one has been to these seven people, so I don't know exactly what this Halloween will look like.

Zhao Haoran wondered in his heart that if this space portal was guarded by the vicissitudes, why didn't he monopolize it by himself, but let all the souls of Huang Moxing know it? Isn't it too unreasonable? This must be extraordinary.

It has only been more than a month. Zhao Haoran thought for a little and decided to try his luck. No matter what his plan is, it is still easy to escape with his cultivation strength.

"Yellow sand brand! Keep him."

When the trouble came, Zhao Haoran frowned. Unexpectedly, there were too many disciples of this Huangsha faction that they could not get rid of even on the ground. These four of them all had the strength in early February. It seemed that they wanted to attend the Halloween Conference. Unexpectedly, they happened to meet and couldn't avoid it.

"With such a strong breath, I don't know how to kill several disciples of our Huangsha faction, kill him, and go back to receive the reward." The four surrounded Zhao Haoran without giving him any space to escape.

Zhao Haoran's face was expressionless, as if he had been stunned. If it was really the cultivation of the January soul, Zhao Haoran would be dumbfounded, but there were only four February souls, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

No wonder the Huangsha faction is so united that there are rewards for killing these enemies who have killed the disciples of the Huangsha faction. In this way, the disciples of the whole sect must have spared no effort to pursue and kill them.

"Brother, be careful. I think this person is a little extraordinary."

"What are you afraid of? It's just a one-month soul man. Don't do it. Let me kill him."

The soul power condensed into a ball, which contained explosive power. The man looked arrogant, as if Zhao Haoran had died in his hands.

"Oh, what's going on?"

The soul power was returned intact, and Zhao Haoran's own power was added. The disciple of the Huangsha faction could not figure out what was going on when he was dying.

With such a little strength, he dared to be arrogant. Zhao Haoran's mouth had a beautiful curvature. The three of them looked at their scalps for a while. They didn't understand who they were. They killed the strongest of the four of them. "Let's do it together and kill this person with all our strength."

The other three were also decisive and used the strongest soul skill without hesitation. They rolled up the yellow sand all over the sky. It was foggy, and they couldn't see anything clearly. When the yellow sand fell, they saw a thin figure standing there, hand commanding, and all the things on the three bodies came to Zhao Haoran's hands.