Chapter 349 Who is being used

"Last time I suffered such a great grievance because of saving me, I will definitely not do it this time." Zhao Haoran had a warm smile on his face. He hadn't had such a safe moment for a long time, and he was in a state of tension almost every minute and every second.

Xiao Yueer's face turned red, and then said with a serious face: "Brother Haoran, the Lord has poured a lot of effort into each of us dark souls, and his cultivation is very high. The Japanese messenger does not even dare to breathe in front of him..."

"Who is the Lord in your mouth?" Zhao Haoran was very curious. This person who had never met appeared many times in Xiao Yueer's mouth and the memory of Qu Shanhe, but did not have a detailed face.

Xiao Yueer shook her head with a sad face and said, "I've never seen him before. It's just that he came to us. We can't find him."

With such a mysterious master and profound cultivation, Zhao Haoran really can't think of when there will be such a character on the soul martial arts continent.

"Whether you are Brahma or Lunfa, you will die today."

"Amitabha, it's not too late to return. The dark soul should not exist in the world. Even if it breaks my supreme Buddha, my magical power is always the nemesis of you dark souls."

The Japanese messenger raised his eyebrows and said, "That's not necessarily!"

The light of the black gear in his hand is endless, and the aura is endless.

At this level of cultivation, controlling the rules of heaven and earth has become a part of heaven and earth. Naturally, there will be no lack of aura, so it is very difficult to kill the other party.

The Japanese messenger took the lead, and it was the black gear, spinning and flying away. Brahma's knowledge is extraordinary. How can it be a simple magic weapon to break his supreme Buddha?

The smell on it is annoying, but I can't tell why there is such a strange feeling for a moment.

The starry black light surrounds the black gear, forming a small tail, leaving a clear mark in the air.

"All demons appear!"

However, I saw that the black light began to expand and gradually changed into spherical objects, with dark red ** flowing on it.

The miserable roar came one after another, and Zhao Haoran couldn't help but be shocked. On these balls, the breath of people can be faintly detected, and they should also be souls whose cultivation is not weak, at least they are the cultivation of Japanese souls.

Each of the overwhelming round balls is a sun soul, so how many sun souls can be refined into this magic weapon!

With resentment, tens of thousands of balls destroyed all the creatures they sensed.

This heavenly magic weapon is really too evil. Zhao Haoran believes that it is definitely not refined by Japanese messengers, because it is impossible for hundreds of thousands of Japanese souls to become the soul of this treasure.

The breath contained in the largest ball makes Zhao Haoran have an impulse to escape. Under the rules of the Japanese messenger, it is supposed to be isolated from the outside world, and it is difficult to feel each other.

Magnificent like a universe, this man's cultivation is absolutely far beyond that of the messengers of the sun, even stronger than Ram Morning!

What kind of soul should be to use such people with profound cultivation to sacrifice magic weapons.

Zhao Haoran's soul flag also has the same effect, but after all, the material of the soul flag is limited, and it is a little reluctant to control the soul of the two-day soul. No matter how strong the soul is, the ghost will directly break the soul flag and come out.

The black gear is completely different. The Japanese messenger's face is pale and his spirit is very exciting. He stares at the strongest ball, which can manipulate such a strong man for the first time.

If the cultivation is insufficient, it is likely to be eaten back. Such a thing is really too dangerous.

Recently, in order to sit down and prepare to absorb Xiaoyue's cultivation, the Japanese messenger was in an excellent state, so he dared to take risks. Brahma's magical power made him very afraid. Unexpectedly, the sudden change made the situation completely different as originally expected.

"Brother Haoran, I... I..."

Zhao Haoran looked at Xiao Yueer doubtfully and didn't understand what she stammered to express.

Black Mang surrounded Brahma. Under such a powerful magic weapon, Zhao Haoran really couldn't think of any way for Brahma to get through it safely.

As if she had made up her mind, Xiao Yueer shouted, "I want to give you all my cultivation."

Zhao Haoran was stunned, "How can this work? Without cultivation, I'm afraid it's not far from death."

Xiaoyue lowered her head and said, "Brother Haoran, I can't escape. The soul art of cultivation is specially used as a furnace tripod, just to promote the strength of others. In fact, I am not much different from an ordinary woman. I have to worry about the Japanese messenger coveting my body all day long."

"It doesn't matter. When we all escape, I will find a way to help you become a normal soul." Zhao Haoran observed the war situation and dealt with it casually.

Xiaoyueer was very helpless. Without saying anything more, he knew that since Zhao Haoran had made a decision, he would definitely not change again. His temperament has not changed for so many years. The only thing that has changed is the white hair and the vicissitudes in his eyes.

"Go to hell! Brahma, I am not blessed with your cultivation. The Japanese messenger has the idea of destruction. Such a character must not stay for a long time and take the risk of devouring the other party's cultivation. Who knows if he has any other tricks.

Headed by the largest ball, a group of balls refined by the Japanese soul were pressed to Brahma in an orderly manner.

Brahma's eyes were closed, as if the old monk had settled down. He didn't know when the outside world had happened, and he was soon submerged. The scream was louder, as if those beings full of resentment were grabbing food.

The sun showed its face from the clouds. Under the collision of many powerful magic power, it had to hide. When the dark clouds dissipated, the sun began to cover the whole earth.

At the same time, a beam of light from the dark ball led to the outside world, and more sunlight poured out.

Hula, the round ball scattered as a bird and beast, and returned to the black gear.

Fan Tian's face suddenly became much older. Originally, he was just a middle-aged man, but now his face is full of wrinkles and his breath is much weaker.

Burning life, Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose. It is indeed a leader. He reacts very quickly. Compared with life, life is naturally much more important.

It took at least a thousand years of life, giving him a strong and unimaginable strength.

A flash in the pan is indeed beautiful, but what is left is a hidden danger that can't be eliminated for a lifetime.

Brahma opened his eyes, and his eyes looked a little cloudy, not as clear as before. Zhao Haoran knew that this was the limit of Brahma.

The strong man who refines souls into beads has the existence of soul beads, which can ensure immortality, but the Brah Sect is a little different. Due to the different soul skills they practice, they can only live with heaven and earth until the soul saint level.

Originally, he was extremely old, and Brahma consumed a thousand years of life. If he did not make a breakthrough, ten years would turn into the soil under his feet, and there was no such person in the world.

"Hahaha, Brahma, even if I don't take action, you don't have a few years to live." The Japanese messenger was very proud. The black gear in his hand was no longer as terrible as before. He may have been hit hard, but the forced Brahma took a thousand years of life, which was worth it.

"So what? Sooner or later, your dark soul will die. As for the Lord, he is just using you. Your fate will be more miserable than me." Brahma's expression is unprecedentedly calm.

At this time, Brahma has almost no capital to compete with the Japanese messengers. Every part of his body has reached the limit, and the three souls and seven souls are shaken, and it is possible to fly into the air at any time.

"Do not talk nonsense. Our Lord leads the dark soul to conquer the soul. In the future, the soul martial arts continent will be our world." The Japanese messenger seemed to have been hit seven inches and was very angry, but as Brahma said, he did not know the final outcome of his fate for the moody Lord, but he could only trust him unconditionally.

Fan Tian smiled and said nothing more. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the place where Zhao Haoran and Xiao Yueer were not far away.

After a little thought, a teleportation, the messenger of the sun was shocked, and Brahma was desperate. The space here is extremely weak and unstable. Once there is a gap, no one can say what will happen.

However, Fan Tian's luck seemed to be good and flashed smoothly beside Zhao Haoran.

Zhao Haoran looked alertly at the patriarch of Brahma in front of him. Carefully, this should be the second meeting. The first time was in the Wudang School and learned the story of Lunfa and Brahma.

The poor disciple became a victim and was afraid that he could not understand what had happened from beginning to end. He was the common puppet of Brahma and Lunfa.

At that time, the two fought for control of their bodies and secretly killed Zhao Haoran. They remembered that they took Zhao Haoran's life with one blow.

Brahma, the patriarch of Brahma, is by no means a good one.

"The deadline has come, and I can't help you."

Brahma gently grabbed it with his hand, and the rule barrier, which was claimed to be powerless, shattered like tofu, and the life span of this thousand years all bloomed.

Zhao Haoran and Xiao Yueer regained their freedom, and the Japanese messenger soared up, "No one wants to leave."

Brahma smiled slightly, and as soon as he pushed it, the Japanese messenger fell down like a broken kite.

The cultivation of the two is comparable, but one is desperate and the other is trying their best, which reflects the gap.

"What conditions?" Zhao Haoran believes that there is no free banquet in the world.

Brahma stretched out his hand, which was a stone with light golden light, square. Zhao Haoran did not see anything strange.

Fan Tian opened his mouth to say something, and the expression on his face stiffened, and Zhao Haoran and Xiao Yueer's bodies also became stiff.

Xiao Yueer's face changed greatly, "Brother Haoran, go quickly, it's the breath of the Lord."

Zhao Haoran doesn't want to leave. Now he seems to be rooted in this land and can't move. The cultivation of the soul saint!