063 Soul of War

063 War Soul

When he saw that he was about to pounce on Mo Jian, he first had four demon fire wolves with a big mouth and spewed a long dark blue flame from his mouth.

No matter how strong a person's body is, it is difficult to withstand being burned by fire.

And the demon fire of the demon fire wolf is extraordinary fire. The temperature is far higher than that of ordinary fire, and it is also much more domineering. The demon fire wolf sprayed a demon fire at will, which can burn a big stone into ashes in an instant.

The flower jump, unable to stop, covered his eyes with his hands in pain.

However, when the four demon fires sprayed in front of Mo Jian and were at least one foot away, they suddenly stopped and it was difficult to move forward at all. Then the demon fire retreated and disappeared in an instant.

The original Qingyun was shocked!

The demon fire wolf he raised once sprayed demon fire and burned the soul master into ashes.

instantly reached the second level of the great soul master, and the injury was greatly made up. Mo Jian, who had recovered the lost soul power in the divine sea, showed a cold smile at the corners of his mouth.

When the Tianlong Ding was refined by the Qiangongque, his whole body was covered with a layer of strong protective gas up to one foot thick, just like a golden body. This is the power of the big tripod, not to mention the demon fire wolf of the fourth-order soul beast, even the ninth-order soul beast, at this moment, it is impossible to hurt Mo Jian at all.

Of course, this period is very short. When Tianlongding was completely refined, the protective gas also disappeared.

"Original Qingyun! Do you want to kill me? Good, I'll show you the tragic end of your demon fire wolves first!"

staring coldly at Yuan Qingyun, the murderousness in Mo Jian's eyes became more and more intense, and he shouted in a low voice, "Big intake claws!"

The giant hand condensed in the air again. Where Mo Jian's eyes fell, the big claws grabbed the soft waist of a demon fire wolf like lightning. With a click, the waist joints of the demon fire wolf broke, and immediately collapsed to the ground and screamed.

It was so fierce that it stunned the rest of the demon fire wolves for a while.

"Mo Jian! You are looking for death!" Yuan Qingyun roared hysterically.

Mo Jian sneered. With the power of the refining of the Tianlong tripod, which had not yet dissipated, he fully launched the small teleportation holy method, and his body was ethered in the void like electricity. Following the eyes, he quickly spread his claws and crushed them quickly. However, for a minute, the remaining demon fire wolf was scratched by Mo Jian and screamed repeatedly on the ground.

"Receive the inner elixir of the demon fire wolf! Fourth-order soul beast! Each inner elixir can sell at least 500,000 soul stones!" Qing Zen shouted excitedly.

The large intake claws were applied again, and in an instant, the body of the 30 demon fire wolf that would die was directly captured by Mo Jian and thrown into the bracelet of the bright light treasure mirror. Of course, there will be six internal pills that were smashed by the Donkey Kong hammer and fell to the ground.

After all this, the afterglow of the refining of Tianlongding gradually dissipated. The feeling of omnipotent power gradually fades and returns to normal.

The black-horned bow was full of moon, and the tip of the arrow pointed at Yuan Qingyun's head and motionless. Mo Jian said coldly, "Yuan Qingyun, what else do you have to say?"

His heart is murderous. If it hadn't been for Hua Xiaotiao's dissuading and delaying Yuan Qingyun's action, he would have died in his hands.

Now, there is only one big soul master who has no soul beast. For Yuan Qingyun, it is like an eagle whose claws have been cut off. How can he deal with Mo Jian's big diamond hammer by his means alone?

Yuan Qingyun laughed wildly and said, "Do you dare to kill me? I am a disciple of the Beast Sect. If you kill me, 100,000 disciples of this Sect will definitely take you as your enemy. Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will deal with you like a worm. Your relatives, your friends, and you will all die!"

"Wo!"

The moon-like black horn bow did not hesitate to shoot out in an instant. Gang Kegang turned into a fire dragon and split it in front of the original Qingyun like thunder. The black arrow appeared again. After directly penetrating Yuan Qingyun's right shoulder, the arrow with flesh and blood was still extremely fast, shooting heavily on the wall of the room behind Yuan Qingyun and deeply penetrated.

After the cultivation rose again, Mo Jian was able to shoot Type 28 in one breath to overcome the stiffness. Although Yuan Qingyun is a fake soul master, his ability is on the soul beast, and his attack power is slightly better than that of Ximen Dayin.

This arrow made Mo Jian have an accurate estimate of the strength of the original Qingyun. Even Yi Gang Kegang can hurt him, not to mention Yang Huayin and the Great King Kong hammer!

Under the severe pain, Yuan Qingyun's face turned pale. He covered the blood hole on his shoulder and roared, "Mo, you! You! You..."

"I killed so many people today, and I still care about you?"

Mo Jian snorted coldly, and the moon-like black-horned bow exuded amazing explosive power. He shouted coldly, "Do you think I dare to kill you?"

Yua Qingyun dared not answer another word. He could keenly feel that if he didn't dare to say it again, the arrow in the devil's hand would immediately shoot his head.

Although the beast bag can accommodate many soul beasts. However, under the cultivation of the great soul master, he brought thirty-six fourth-order soul beasts in one breath, which is already particularly graciful. This was a powerful soul beast that made him kill the soul master. Now all of them have been destroyed, and there are no bodies left. And the remaining first-order and second-order soul beasts, dealing with a big soul master, are completely taken out to death, and can't hurt others at all.

"For the face of Hua Xiaotiao, I can spare your life!"

Staring at Yuan Qingyun with burning eyes, Mo Jian said coldly, "However, get out of the royal city immediately. Also, if you want to retaliate in the future, just let it go. I'd like to see if I play with you or you kill me!"

Mo Jian would never let go of people such as Yuan Qingyun. But he is not alone. Aside from Cai Xiliu's presence, nearly 2,000 people in the Changhe tribe are bound to be retaliated by the beast control sect in the future. Therefore, Mo Jian dares not do things too well. Otherwise, if he was the only one in the world, Yuan Qingyun's head would have exploded into scum!

Yuan Qingyun covered his shoulder and gritted his teeth and said, "My skills are not as good as others. Naturally, I have nothing to say. Don't worry, I can still lose!"

Mo Jian's heart widened slightly and stretched out his hand and said, "Please!"

Then he faced Hua Xiaotiao, showing a rare smile and said happily, "Miss Hua, it is not appropriate to solve the enemy. We just have some misunderstandings. Take this beast bag away! I apologize to you for what happened last time!"

If it hadn't been for the small jump to stop it, it would have given Qiangongque a precious opportunity to refine the Tianlongding, and the consequences would have been unimaginable. Mo Jian is grateful for this affection.

Hua Xiaotiao sneered and said, "What do you think you are! If you snatch the beast bag from me, I will naturally get it back! You will look good then!"

Mo Jian was slightly stunned and secretly said that the little girl was arrogant and really spoiled... At this time, he only heard a cold laugh:

"What a pity! What a pity! Why didn't the Beast Sect fight with this teenager and let the original man reap the benefits of the fisherman? Seeing that you are still alive, it really disappoints me! This time, it's really lively. The son of the plane is ruined because of this boy! Of course, the more miserable it is, the more people like it. It is not only the property of the Eight Kings Mansion, but also the thirty-six fourth-order soul beasts, thirty-six third-order soul weapons, one fourth-order soul weapons, and dozens of storage rings. What a huge property there is in it. People will beat when they think about it! Now, it's all my grandfather's! Hahaha..."

The old man who suddenly appeared was Mo Jian's volcano man. Seeing him staring around the field with murderous eyes, he said, "Do you think what you are doing is very secret? Working with the useless Cai Bai, I don't just like Long Jingyuan Dan! Before you were ready, the eyeliner laid by my superiors had already informed you of this matter. I have been lurking outside for a long time.

The evil eyes of the people on the volcano fell on Cai Xiliu, who was still unconscious.

Yuan Qingyun's eyes immediately flashed and said secretly, "With my strength to control the beast sect, the people on the volcano will never dare to offend. Why don't I borrow his hand and kill Mo Jian on the spot! However, Mo's means are strong. He'd better fight with the volcano man. I killed the volcano man and cut off his brothers and feet to make him worse than death..."

The flashing eyes of Yuan Qingyun were fully taken by Mo Jian.

Although he doesn't know what Yuan Qingyun thinks, he can guess. Moreover, if you fight alone with the volcano, even if you can't resist the soul, at least there is a possibility of running for your life. If Yuan Qingyun and the volcanoes join hands to do it, it will be extremely bad.

"Boom!"

Mo Jian did not hesitate at all. Ben pulled the black horn bow full of the moon, turning it into yin, and suddenly it was like a thunder roaring on the flat ground, shooting at the head of the original Qingyun.

A good man does not suffer immediate losses. Even if the people who control the beast sect will retaliate, it is not more important to save their lives at this moment.

Yuan Qingyun never dreamed that Mo Jian, who had agreed to let himself live, would use poison at this time.

With the terrible power of yang and yin, he bombarded the original Qingyun. Yuan Qingyun's head turned into blood rain, and even his body was brought out a few meters away by a huge force, hit the wall heavily, and died immediately.

Hua Xiaotiao was shocked and said, "Brother Yuan!"

The people on the volcano were also stunned, and then looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Not bad! Not bad! It's really good to prepare for a rainy day and strangle the potential threat in the cradle! However, do you think you can deal with a soul master? I will let you know what a huge gap there is between the soul master and the great soul master!"

The huge soul power immediately spread all over the people on the volcano.

There were two red flames rolling and burning in his hands. Between the people on the volcano, the two huge fireballs were like two grinding discs, rumbled to Mo Jian.

The soul power is ninefold, and the first three is the basic realm. When it comes to the fourth major soul master, the soul power is divided into yin and yang, which is a qualitative leap. When it comes to the fifth soul, you can communicate with heaven and earth, rely on your own attributes, and directly attack with the power of heaven and earth.

These two fireballs are the volcanic people who rely on the soul power of fire attributes to attack directly with the earth fire between heaven and earth.

Mo Jian can deeply feel the terrible power in the two flames, which is enough to burn himself to ashes. He carried out the small teleportation holy method with all his strength, and his big claws grabbed the head of the people on the volcano, followed by a straight shot at the people on the volcano.

"Eacon's little skill!"

People on the volcano snorted coldly. He has been hiding in the dark. Whether it is Mo Jian's three strategies of the Qing Emperor or the big intake claws, he knows its power. He didn't dare to take it hard and held the big intake claw in one hand. The other hand, but a red soul power, was hit extremely accurately on the flying arrow.

It immediately deviated with a rigid trajectory, and the oblique thorns flew by the people on the volcano, blowing out a deep pit on the ground.