Chapter 429 Refining Soul into Beads? Kill! Next

The two turned their heads at the same time, and the white-skinned man looked at Zhao Haoran doubtfully, "What, what's the matter?"

The black-faced man said coldly, "What do you think of?"

Zhao Haoran pretended to hesitate and didn't say anything for a long time.

The black-faced man was about to attack, but he saw the white-skinned man stop him and smiled, "If you can provide useful clues, I will give you ten soul crystals."

Ten pieces!

But it's really generous. Zhao Haoran looked happy. The black-faced man snorted and said nothing more. He was impatient and had no patience to guess. The friend in front of him was stable. The two were friends all year round, helped each other, and never suffered losses.

"This matter is of great importance, and I hope the two predecessors must not say that I exposed it."

"Noise." The black-faced people are so anxious that they can't listen to Zhao Haoran's instigation here.

It seemed that it could not be delayed. Zhao Haoran said, "When I came, I did see a roc bird galloping by, and then fell to an island. It was powerful and terrible."

"Real?" The blue-and-black-faced man said, "There, point it out to me."

Zhaoran nodded and pointed casually, "In that direction, there is a small island. I think his cultivation is amazing and exudes a dangerous atmosphere, so he dare not approach."

"Let's go, let's chase." The blue-black skinned man pulled his companion and was about to leave. As for the promised soul crystal, he didn't mention it.

"Hence." The white man looked at Zhao Haoran with a smile, "Do you dare to ask the little brother if you can describe the appearance of the roc bird?"

Zhao Haoran paused for a moment and pretended to think, "The golden wings cover the sky and the sun, and there is no shadow in the blink of an eye."

"It must be him. There is no mistake. There is no second golden-winged roc on Mercury." The black-faced man was extremely sure, "Catch up quickly and don't let him escape again."

"No hurry, you can't escape."

The white-skinned man shouted to Zhao Haoran, "Take us there, ten soul crystals are yours."

Zhao Haoran looked embarrassed, "Senior, we still have something important to do, which can't be delayed..."

"Humph, you have to go, you have to go if you don't go." The blue-black skin did not pay attention to Zhao Haoran at all. I don't know how many souls can be killed with a slap. Although it is only one level higher than Huayuan, it is far from what he can compete with.

When the white-skinned man reached out and grabbed it, Zhao Haoran felt a strong attack.

Instantly transmitted to Xia Luo, "Don't resist."

Facing the confrontation between the two is undoubtedly seeking his own death. Even if he can escape, he can't guarantee Xia Luo's safety. At first, he only wanted to take them to the wrong direction. He never thought that this white-skinned man was old and cunning. He didn't have many words, but it was extremely difficult to deal with.

When he was photographed in front of the white man, he took out ten soul crystals. "You take them first. If you really go to the island as you said, I will give you five more, but if not..."

The white-skinned man did not continue to talk, but it made Zhao Haoran's heart sink. I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape this disaster this time.

"Naturally, I dare not. Senior, what I said is true."

The white-skinned man smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I hope so too. It's good for everyone to take what you need."

Xia Luo was worried, but the look on his face did not show, which made Zhao Haoran breathe a sigh of relief.

In case something is found on her face, it will not be easy to do. After all, what Zhao Haoran said is fabricated. It is really inappropriate to provoke these two strong men for nothing.

The black-faced man shouted fiercely, "I lead the way in front of you. If you can't remember the location, maybe I can help you."

The poisonous fog on his body was frightening. Zhao Haoran lowered his head and said, "I dare not."

The two deliberately opened a distance of dozens of feet. For the soul, this distance is almost close to 0. As long as you have an idea, you can catch up again.

This is also the attention of the white-skinned man. I have to say that his caution is indeed beyond Zhao Haoran's expectation. There is no need for those who refine souls into pearls to be afraid of a soul who are reunification.

I remember that I haven't seen any decent islands in the direction when I came here. Zhao Haoran was quite helpless and had to pretend to lead the way.

While looking at it, hoping to find a place to fool it, he was not in a hurry at all.

But the latter two can't tolerate him procrastination. He has great **. Except for the super sect, few people can get such an unbelievable thing.

Once used, it has infinite power, and everyone wants to get it.

"Kid, if you swallow it slowly, don't blame me for doing it." The black-faced man made threats.

Zhao Haoran said with a wry smile, "Senior, my cultivation is weak, but I want to be fast, but I can't do it."

"It's really troublesome."

The black-faced man covered the poisonous fog and grabbed Zhao Haoran, "If you point in a good direction, I'll take you there."

The white-skinned man did not find any abnormal behavior of Zhao Haoran, so he let it be.

He didn't believe that this little soul man dared to lie, but he was indeed playing a little cleverness and had got enough benefits. If he wanted to ask for something, the white-skinned man sneered and followed.

With the leadership of the soul refiner, the speed soared several times. Zhao Haoran had no way to delay. His divine spirit found an island ten thousand miles away, and there seemed to be no creature. He raised his hand and pointed, "That's there."

The two were overjoyed and were a little faster, but more than ten breaths rushed over, and the lush trees blocked the whole island.

There is no vitality on it. Such islands are very common in the ocean, and only a few beasts live in them.

The black-faced man let go of Zhao Haoran, explored his mind, and it took a long time to recover.

frowned, "It doesn't seem to be in this place. Is it a mistake?"

The white-skinned man did not speak, but explored his consciousness. Like his companions, he did not find anything.

Zhaoran understood in his heart how the island found at random could have the smell of golden-winged roc. He was still thinking about how to circle the field, and a familiar breath rose in the middle of the island.

What's going on? Zhao Haoran grew up in surprise and was almost stunned.

It was obviously the golden-winged roc. Unexpectedly, he actually led them to the place where the golden-winged roc hid. He must have felt his breath before he appeared.

The white skin and the blue-and-black skin felt all this at the same time, and the cold light flashed in their eyes. Sure enough, it was right here.

"Don't let him escape again."

The white-skinned man nodded, and their minds were all locked on the golden-winged Dapeng, completely ignoring Zhao Haoran's existence.

"Old man, you haven't given up after me for so long."

"Hmm! Hand over the middle-quality magic power, and naturally I won't let you die." The blue and black skin was covered with smoke, and the trees on the island withered in an instant, and even the dregs could not be left.

As soon as the words fell, I felt the unparalleled power behind me.

The blue and black skin is the closest to Zhao Haoran, and the feeling is the most real. There is no time to make other reactions. Surrounded by soul power, this is the instinctive reaction of every soul.

"Death!"

Zhao Haoran shouted, and his crystal arm was exposed in front of people for the first time. The secret of ancient gods and demons was not a last resort. He did not want to expose it. This is a taboo in the Huangmo Star Domain. As for whether it is so in other places, it is not his concern.

The white-skinned person is cold and has no time to care about the life and death of his companions.

Pure physical strength directly penetrates the chest of the blue-black skin.

The stench dispersed. This was the poisonous fog he had accumulated for many years. A blue-black soul man grabbed it in his hand, and the blue-black-skinned man looked at the soul beads in his hands in astonishment.

Almost in an instant, he died and fell to the ground unwillingly, and his body swung into flying ashes.

Lost the suppression of the soul man, and the poison gas in his body broke out, directly smashing the solid body.

The white-skinned man took a breath of cold air. How powerful the body of refining his soul into beads was actually regarded as nothing by such an arm.

Grab the soul beads and control the lifeblood of a soul person.

That crystal palm has become the last consciousness of the blue-black skin.

He was completely killed before he even figured out the situation.

The three souls and seven souls completely collapsed under the strong force, with only soul beads left, which is the last essence of the soul.

Zhao Haoran did not come to his senses for a long time, and he did not expect that when Dayan's fire was about to break through to the last layer, his body would be so powerful.

In fact, he did not know that even Dayan Zhenjun did not cultivate to the highest level, but wrote the formula according to his own understanding. He did not have the opportunity to get the blood of the fire phoenix without Zhao Haoran, and it was difficult to meet the requirements of a higher level through hard practice for a long time.

The white-skinned person's body has hair. If you look closely, it is indeed the cultivation of the transformation, but the body seems to be much more terrible than the soul saint. What kind of monster is it?

He didn't get the magic power, and he also buried his companion's life. He ran all the way, as if there was something terrible behind him chasing him.

Zhao Haoran was immersed in the perception of that punch at this moment and did not react. When he woke up, the white-skinned person had already disappeared.

"Master, you are so awesome." Although Xia Luo did not know the cultivation of the other party, he could still feel their strength, which was only stronger than Zhao Haoran.

Zhao Haoran shook his head with a smile. He was scared by this punch. It was just a fluke to kill smoothly this time. How could there be so many coincides? If the blue and black skins had been prepared, it would have been extremely rare.

The cultivation of refining the soul into beads is much better than the return of Huayuan.

"Lucy!"

is indeed true, but few people can see through all the hidden things behind the fluke.

Without hard practice, without many hardships, without even a chance to take a chance, fate is in his own hands. Zhao Haoran clenched his palm and seemed to hold the whole world.