Chapter 195 The Magic of the Ten Palace

Zhao Haoran's pores began to move, and there was an aura storm around him, and the stirred area began to become unstable.

The ten palace owners and the white-faced judge frowned even. Zhao Haoran obviously had discovered their existence. The ten palace owners could judge Zhao Haoran's position by secret methods, and how Zhao Haoran found the two made them puzzled.

Now Zhao Haoran's consciousness is so powerful that the vast range has covered tens of thousands of feet, far beyond the two masters of the ten palaces.

The irritable aura can no longer teleport. The Lord of the Ten Palace and the White-face Judge are not very good at speed, and the distance between them and Zhao Haoran is getting farther and farther. If they miss this opportunity next time, they don't know when they will wait. Where will the Lord of the Ten Palaces give up.

"Brother Bai, it's up to you."

The white-faced judge has a strange magic charm. As long as it is attached to his legs, the speed can be multiplied. It is most suitable for him to escape. The Lord of the Ten Palaces is still friends with him, and he naturally knows it.

With a wave of his hand, the Lord of the Ten Palaces found that there was an extra layer of help on his legs, which had always been the magic charm of the white-faced judge. Under the urging of the soul force, the whole person turned into a virtual shadow and quickly flew in the direction of Zhao Haoran.

"The speed is getting faster." Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose. These Japanese soul people are old monsters who don't know how many years they have lived. They have hidden all kinds of strange soul magic weapons, and the two are the top figures of the vicissitudes. It is not surprising that they can catch up with themselves.

After a moment of meditation, Zhao Haoran turned around and flew to the two masters of the ten palaces. I don't know how far this place is from Changcheng. Even if the people of the Canglang School can find something wrong, it will take a period of time to support. Since it is inevitable, it is better to meet them directly and see if the two are powerful. Where.

There was a strong breath in the consciousness of the white-faced judge, which was unpredictable and its strength was difficult to know. The Lord of the Ten Palaces frowned. What the hell is he doing?

"Here it comes." The Lord of the Ten Palace reminded, "Don't worry, I'm sure his cultivation is definitely not as good as you and me, but it's because some magic weapon has covered his breath."

The white-faced judge was a little disbelieved. Zhao Haoran's breath was majestic and powerful, and his aura began to converge one after another. Before he approached, he had already felt the pressure he brought. He was like a vast beast that wanted to devour all creatures.

"It's not small." The Lord of the Ten Palace raised his hand and pointed, and there was a gap in the enclosure under Zhao Haoran's shock, and it was getting bigger and bigger.

Sugally put away the pressure, and Zhao Haoran's cold face appeared in front of them. "I don't know what you two have to do with me. I've been chasing them."

"This is Mr. Sima, right? I have been missing him since Changcheng. I don't know if I can go to the humble house for a cup of wine." The owner of the ten palaces smiled and made people unable to find any problems.

Zhao Haoran snorted coldly, "It's not so necessary. If there is nothing else, just take a step ahead."

Zhao Haoran is not in the mood to say irrelevant words to the Lord of the Ten Palaces here. According to his current strength, there is no need to be afraid of them.

"There is a huge secret hidden in the barren land, and the fairy mansion is extremely mysterious. Is it possible that Mr. Sima is not interested?" The Lord of the Ten Palaces is not very sure, so he hopes that he can impress Zhao Haoran with words. It is not up to him how to deal with him after he arrives in Changcheng.

I'm afraid the biggest secret of the desolate land is the divine operator, and now the exquisite pagoda is in his own hands. He still says mysteriously, but he doesn't know that all this is not attractive to Zhao Haoran.

Zhao Haoran laughed. He didn't expect that the vicissitudes of life were also extremely skillful.

The eyes of the Lord of the Ten Palaces passed by. It seemed that this Sima Feng was really ignorant and did not need any verbal communication. Obviously, it was not the first time for him to join hands with the white-faced judge against the enemy.

"The waves are surging"

The aura within a radius of ten miles has been pulled away and spread flatly with the owner of the ten palaces as the center, and a fishy smell of the sea permeates. The drawbacks of the Huangmo star soul is vivid and exquisite at this moment. If you change to a single soul with the same cultivation to perform this soul skill, the effect will be at least twice as strong.

Suddenly, a huge whirlpool appeared and roared.

The white-faced judge sacrificed his magic weapon, a seemingly ordinary judge pen, and his name was also derived from it.

With a gentle touch, layers of ripples appear in the void, and there are infinite killings in the calm.

These two are really not easy to mess with. Zhao Haoran's idea moved, and the ancient corpse of Jinfu greeted the judge's pen, which is almost equivalent to the strength of the three-day soul. Naturally, he is not afraid of a magic weapon.

The colorful wings suddenly rolled up, and the whirlpool in the sea stopped, curling deeper and deeper, like a bottomless hole.

The owner of the ten palaces had long expected that Zhao Haoran would not be easy to deal with, but he did not expect that he would suffer a hidden loss when his proud soul art came up. Then he was willing to give up and pinched the magic formula to stimulate the soul power.

There was a roar in his mind, and the hands of the Lord of the Ten Palaces couldn't help stopping, and the magic formula stopped halfway through.

Zhao Haoran sneered at the corners of his mouth, and the spiritual piercing is a soul who specializes in restraining this kind of slow soul skill.

The owner of the ten palaces was furious. He didn't expect this person to be so difficult to deal with, but he soon calmed down. Anger is a taboo. It's easy to lose his mind and almost lose more than half.

The golden rune ancient corpse relies on its rough skin and thick flesh, and does not need any skills to break the skill. The white-faced judge couldn't help it for a while, but he was a little embarrassed by the occasional corpse anger from the ancient corpse of the golden rune.

"The waves are endless"

The owner of the ten palaces shouted and rose in the air, and the surging breath was like the real sea, rushing to Zhao Haoran.

Both of them are soul masters with two-day cultivation, but Zhao Haoran's strength of soul power can't be compared with that of the ten palace owners. This direct collision of power is definitely not cheap.

It seemed that the two were determined to hold themselves, and Zhao Haoran breathed a sigh of relief.

"Spentment"

"Fire"

"Inflammation"

The smell of the sea was dispelled in an instant, and the soul skill of the ten palace owners was directly smashed halfway. Two huge dragons appeared in the sky, circled down, and burst into flames from their mouths.

The scalp of the ten palace owners was numb. Why didn't he expect that Zhao Haoran could have magical power? The shock on his face made the white-faced judge even more bitter.

Originally, I thought it was just to join in the fun. The power of the Canglang School was not understood by ordinary people. After getting involved, they found that it was not the case at all. Zhao Haoran's strength was far beyond their imagination. The ancient corpse that I don't know how to sacrificed was extremely powerful. If it was a little careless, it may lose sex. Life.

The strength revealed in the breath of the dragon overhead is even more frightening, as if it is some strange power that can control their own life and death.

The ten palace masters are gloomy and fearless. As the white-faced judge knows, this powerful soul art is sealed in his body. To be precise, the head of the vicissitudes will give each of the ten palace masters a magic power as the most powerful means to kill the enemy.

There are huge secrets hidden in the barren land. Each sect sent souls to participate, but they did not expect to die in the end. No one knows what happened, and the only Zhao Haoran who walked out of the fairy mansion alive became the most critical figure. This person must be retained in the mind of the ten palace owners. The head flashed by.

Which one is true? The white-faced judge couldn't count on it at all. He could only rely on his own strength. After exploring the gods of the ten palaces for a long time, he found that the three Zhao Haoran's breaths were exactly the same, and there was no way to distinguish the true from the false.

The dragon in mid-air will not give him time to think. The powerful flames sprinkled all over the world, and the persecuted ten palace owners have little space to dodge.

"Sima Feng, don't drink wine, and die."

Zhao Haoran was shocked, and a sense of danger rose. At this moment, it was too late to stop the Lord of the Ten Palaces.

A golden spear flew out of his body, and the earth-shaking breath made the dragon tremble slightly and did not continue to spit out flames.

This is definitely not a magic power. Zhao Haoran made a judgment in an instant. There is no need for any reason, it's just a feeling.

It seems that all the power in his body has been consumed. The ten palace masters suddenly collapsed to the ground. The one who alone attracted the magic power has consumed all his soul power. In the face of a soul who knows how to use the magic power, the domain is completely invalid, but will bind himself. The ten palace masters are very clear about this, so he does not hesitate. It sent out the Zhongpin magic power sealed in the body.

I remember that the head once said that except for those old monsters that have lived for thousands of years, the magic power is enough to kill half of the planet, and if it is not necessary, never use it.

The golden spear was completely displayed in front of everyone. The golden corpse and the white-faced judge stopped fighting. Everything between heaven and earth became gloomy, and the surrounding aura was pulled away, forming a vacuum zone.

This pressure has made Zhao Haoran breathless.

I can't wait passively. Zhao Haoran's mind is clear. If he waits for the spear to exert force, I'm afraid he will be late to do anything.

The fire dragon twisted its body and patted its huge tail. The spear had its own wisdom, and the tip of the spear reached the fire dragon's neck, which made it have to guard against it.

The pillar of fire in his mouth spewed out fiercely. The spear was not moved at all. He identified a target and stabbed away. The fire dragon roared fiercely and turned into countless sparks and fell to the ground.

Is this the difference between the lower divine power and the Chinese divine power?

The golden spear was like entering no man's land, and the two fire dragons turned into nothing in a moment. Zhao Haoran turned his eyes to the ten palace masters, raised his hand, and appeared the ghosts of the soul of the soul for more than ten months, and rushed to the ten palace masters with his teeth and claws.

As long as you kill him, maybe the golden spear will automatically disappear. Zhao Haoran has no courage to try the power of the middle-quality magic power.