Chapter 324 The Power of Faith

The red light scattered the ink, and the appearance of Qushanhe can be clearly seen in the faint black fog. The eyes are convex, like a deformed monster. Sharp claws appear in his hand, no nose on his face, only a huge mouth.

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose. I'm afraid this is what he looked like.

There are several wounds on Qushanhe, and blue blood flows out. Before it drips, it solidifies into a ball, which looks disgusting.

The red light is the protruding eyeball, showing a star shape, which seems to have some magic, and there is a thrilling feeling when looking at it.

"Soul, our food, can't escape death." Qu Shanhe stopped word by word, but he still couldn't help agreeing with his opinion from the bottom of his heart. His eyes were no longer panic and disgust, but a terrible fanaticism, as if standing in the sky was not a dark soul, but a place of longing.

"Food?" Zhao Haoran sneered, "Even if it's food, I will chop you here today."

Qu Shanhe turned his red eyes and his mouth cracked. "This is fate, which no one can change."

Zhaoran shook his head, "What is fate? I'm not afraid of the pretentious world. What's more, you, a dark soul, how can you let me bow my head as your food? Wake up and go back to the place you should go back to. This is not suitable for you."

"Go back. This is not for you." Xiaobai's voice is crisp and has a strong penetration. It doesn't understand the meaning of Zhao Haoran's words, but it still learns in a similar way.

Qu Shanhe was stunned and looked at Xiao Bai. He had never seen a talking spirit beast. He felt more and more that Zhao Haoran was not simple. However, isn't it better for Qu Shanhe to laugh? If you swallow him, your strength may be able to improve a step.

The footsteps moved lightly, and the already dilapidated Lanhai Sect could not bear the huge power brought by the Qushan River. Except for the hall, other buildings were instantly damaged. Lanhai Sect could not be restored this time.

For a sect, it doesn't take much time to build any building. The power of the soul is strong, and the material that is difficult for mortals to move seems to be a toy in the hands of the soul.

However, after too many hardships and defeating the spiritual pillar of a sect, people are lax and can no longer return to their original appearance.

Just like the former Wudang faction, the current Lanhai Sect is facing unbeatable enemies. The sense of powerlessness spread and completely defeated a sect.

Zhaoran's existence broke Qushanhe's plan. His strong strength brought great hope to the people of the Lanhai Sect. Whether they knew or did not know Zhao Haoran as a savior. If he failed, the Lanhai Sect would really collapse.

No matter how you make up for it in the future, you can't change the trauma at this time.

"Swallowing beast?" Qushanhe's tone is not very certain.

"Kid, you can do it. Be obedient and go back to where you should go back." Xiaobai's tone was very arrogant. Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose. This was a rogue tone from someone. It seemed that he never spoke like this. He learned bad and bad.

"What about the swallowing beast? The state of childhood just made me swallow and enhance my strength."

After a blast, Zhao Haoran suddenly remembered something, or should he be called the wheel method, how similar it is to the devouring ability and tone of Qu Shanhe River and the tone of speech? Is it possible that the wheel method is also a dark soul?

The brain rotated rapidly, and Zhao Haoran strung everything after Yujian Brahma. Finally, he came to the conclusion that the wheel must be a dark soul, but he only used some special magic power to hide his breath, the disciple of Brahma.

Zhao Haoran's divine consciousness swept past, and his heart threwung. I'm afraid that the so-called suzerain has been finished and was seriously injured. If Brahma has the advantage, the wheel method is even higher. The eternal sect, even if it has a powerful array that ordinary people can't break. However, if the enemy is a wheel, it may have been threatened by the destroyers.

"Hmm, hum..." Xiaobai hasn't learned to speak for a long time. What he knows is very limited. He doesn't know how to refute for a moment, so he can only hum dissatisfiedly.

Spaimanship!

Huo Yanyan, Qushanhe was seriously injured in the hit just now, but the speed of recovery was amazing. Zhao Haoran could feel the terrible changes in his body and did not dare to delay. Four Zhao Haoran appeared at the same time, and the speed of his magic power was extremely fast, which was completed in an instant.

Qu Shanhe laughed wildly and said, "If you steal our magical powers, you can learn some points, the frog in the well."

Spaimanship!

The eight Qushan Rivers that appeared at the same time made Zhao Haoran take a breath of cold air. Although he took the lead, the cultivation of Qushan River to refine souls into pearls is not fake. Once people reacted, even if they unite all souls, it will be useless.

Zhao Haoran is clear about the strength and defects of the split. As long as he can kill a split, the strength of Qushan River will decrease by a few points, but a Qushan River is difficult to deal with. Coupled with seven identical splits, it can be said to be invincible in the soul martial arts continent.

Zhao Haoran was not discouraged. He did not sigh and think about it. It didn't help. He approached closely and wanted to fight against Qu Shanhe with his extremely tough body.

The man in green robe cooperated with Zhao Haoran and used his magical power. The Japanese soul below woke up and saw the state of Qushan River. He was overjoyed. They all thought it was an opportunity to beat the water dog and jumped up. Such a strong man will definitely have no shortage of treasures. If you kill him, you will have everything.

With such a mind, many Japanese soul people actually took the same approach as Zhao Haoran and flew desperately in the direction of Qushan River.

"Get out of here." Zhao Haoran was furious. The power of Qushanhe can't imagine these lifeless things. At this time, he really doesn't know whether to pick up cheap things.

But most of the Japanese soul people can't listen to it. They use the most proud magic soul skills, and many of them have sacrificed magic weapons, which are powerful and drown Zhao Haoran's words in the air.

The eight Qushan Rivers flashed and came to the group of Japanese souls. At this time, they realized that it was too late. The smell of blood filled the sky, and his split could be swallowed in the same way.

Zhao Haoran was sad. These visionless fools, the powerful little fire dragon, were powerful, and the rest of the Japanese souls were shaken to pieces with a roar, and the aura dissipated in the air.

Qu Shanhe Jie smiled, "I was born from the same root, why?"

However, people with bright eyes can see that Zhao Haoran's approach is the most correct. Those Japanese souls can't escape the fate of being swallowed in the end, but Zhao Haoran's method is really a little cruel. Those who want to be greedy for small cheap Japanese souls will not have a lifetime.