Chapter 606 Storm

Kele has the cultivation of Tongshenlan Chongtian Realm. If it is an ordinary martial artist, it will be extremely difficult for him to cope with it.

The clan of the ghost clan, in the accumulation of thousands of years, has rich combat experience. Each clan is a natural warrior, with a wonderful martial soul, and is superior in the mystery of the soul.

Keller's realm is to stabilize the rock. According to common sense, it is not particularly difficult for him to kill the rock.

However, when he really did so, he knew that it was not the same thing at all.

Once the stone rock runs away, the strength of the body will be greatly improved. The body tempered by the golden marrow of the giants is extremely tough, and it is not a human monster level!

The body is strong, and the soul is branded with nine ghost-eating flames. The power is terrible, the resilience of terror, and an unknown sword. These conditions add up to make his power challenge beyond the level.

Lou!

The blood of the sword of the god of destruction flashed, and the extremely cold iron sword released by Keller was hit and splashed out countless fire lights and flew to the side crookedly.

Kele's soul trembles, and he is trying his best to deal with the five demons of the heart, which can't add more power to the broad sword at all.

When the broad sword flew away, when Keller wanted to take it back, he found that it was too late and could only stick to his heart to prevent being corroded by the five demons.

"You are looking for death by yourself. You can't blame me." Shi Yan looked cold and whispered the mysterious ice flame and the earth fire, and let them find a chance to kill them.

Just now, he was wonderfully immersed in the artistic conception, and there were more pictures in his mind. The pictures were engraved in the depths of his memory, but they were scattered and disorderly. If he couldn't sort out those pictures, he couldn't know what the situation was.

vaguely, he realized that if he could deeply understand the picture in his mind, he could know the origin of the previous owner of the blood pattern ring.

There is no power in the picture, but it gives him a long and ancient desolate atmosphere, which goes straight to the heart and makes his soul resonate with it. In that picture, it seems to contain the most gorgeous experience in a person's life.

Without time to understand it, Keller and the three of them invaded and directly hit him fiercely without saying a word.

From the light god religion all the way, in the strange stone city and the northern cold city, he saw too many tragic tragedies. In the destination city, there were human corpses everywhere, and many people died miserably, and even he could not bear to witness it.

All of this came out of the hands of a foreign ethnic group. The tragedy in the territory of Lingbao Sect was caused by the ghost clan.

For the ghost clan, he has no good impression and no mercy. He just wants to kill all of them.

"Kill me!" Keller vomited blood and screamed, "Don't use the power of the soul. This guy is very familiar with the soul skills of our clan, and the five demons are difficult to deal with!"

Entangled by the negative five demons, the three of Keller couldn't stand it and had to separate part of their energy to deal with the five demons.

Shi Yan's face was indifferent, and his eyes were as cold as a blade. He held the sword to destroy the god, stared at the Keller, and released all kinds of mysterious kendo martial arts. The light was like flying meteors, Huo Huo's soaring.

The war demon was covered with heavy armor, like a steel chariot, rumbled over and attacked the two people next to Keller.

The two ghost clansmen look extremely embarrassed under the attack of the war demons. All kinds of soul mysteries can't play a role against the war demons.

Taking this opportunity, the mysterious ice and cold flame and the earth fire also quietly took action. The extremely cold fire and the scorching light came out of the dark in vain and hit the two people in an instant.

The two were first sealed by the mysterious ice flame. At the coldest time, wisps of hot light appeared all over their bodies, reaching their bodies and burning their confidants.

In their sad screams, the war demon roared up, as if the collapsed Iron Mountain, with a violent impact, the bones of the two people were all smashed on the spot.

Two wisps of souls scattered.

Shi Yan sneered at the corners of his mouth, let go of the soul beads, suddenly took away the power of the soul, and immediately rushed to Kler again, shouting, "Don't let him escape!"

When he spoke, his wisp of soul power turned into a simplified version of the space blade and bombarded into Keller's sea of knowledge.

Every wisp of his soul is accompanied by the power of space. Once an attack is formed, it will evolve into the most concise space blade. Although it can't cut countless points of the other party's knowledge of the sea, it is enough to make the other party lose the slightest sense of knowledge in a short time.

Kele's sea of knowledge was invaded, as if he had been released into the body, and suddenly his eyes were at a loss.

The three offensives of the war demon, the mysterious ice cold flame and the ground fire, took the opportunity to rush up, so that Nakler's body was frozen in an instant, and then it was fragmented by gravity bombardment.

Kele's soul was collected by the soul beads, and the essence of his body slowly flew out and penetrated into the body of the stone rock one by one.

Shi Yan was shocked and sensed the surging energy. With his mind, he knew the war demon, the cold flame of the ice, and the fire in the heart of the earth. He immediately sat down and sat down, regardless of the place, calmed down and practiced hard to condense the negative power and form a mysterious strange power.

In the process, the vague and disorderly pictures in his mind gradually became clear and passed through his mind one by one.

His eyes were as bright as a drill, condensing his strength while concentrating on spying on the wonderful pictures in his mind, trying to correct the order of those pictures and figure out what had happened.

Over the northern cold city.

A cluster of thick dark cloud cotton gradually floated into the sky, obscuring the light of the sun. On the dark cloud, there was a magic dragon hundreds of meters long. The magic dragon had black iron-like scales all over its body, with curved heads and fierce breath.

At the head of the devil's head, there sits a middle-aged man who looks only in his thirties, with long black hair and a gray robe. He is handsome and majestic. There is a strange mark of a triangle on his forehead, shining with an evil dark light.

The middle-aged man rode the magic dragon, as if he had accidentally passed by the northern cold city. A pair of deep and dark eyes, half squinted without spirit, looked at the front listlessly.

Suddenly, a low roar came from the magic dragon under him and gradually landed down from a height of 10,000 meters.

The great man sitting at the neck of the magic dragon showed a stunned look, frowned beautifully, and looked down at the bottom.

He saw the black iron-like war demon at a glance.

"Wow!"

The big man was horrified and moved. In the depths of his deep pupils, he was full of surprise and muttered to himself: "The ancient war demon puppets refined with the spirit of darkness are the secret method that my ancestors of the demon clan only knew. It's strange that the ancestors of our clan have returned from outside the country..."

He said to himself, letting the magic dragon under him stop in the land of the nine heavens and look quietly under him from the sky.

After the magic dragon, thousands of monsters in the demon realm are lined up neatly. On each of the monsters in the demon realm, they all look at the demon princes who have at least reached the heavenly realm. Among them, there are at least dozens of strong demons in the divine realm, and even two masters of the real realm.

The monsters in the magic realm kept a distance from the magic dragon in front of them. After they found that the magic dragon in front of them had stopped, the number of warcrafts were also empty and silent, and a dull pressure was released from the demon master on the Warcraft.

"Why did the tyrannical lord stop?"

On the body of a dragon beast in the demon realm, a giant man with a ferocious scar on his face, nearly three meters tall, with a python coiled around his waist, shouted rudely. He has black scales on his body. At first glance, he is a member of the black scales. His breath is fierce and murderous.

"What should the tyrannical lord find?" A handsome woman, wearing a men's clothing, hugged a small girl of the Ye Mei clan, sat on the body of an eight-level black seven-headed bird, smiling and rushed to the giant man next to her and said, "Gudashi, when you arrive at the ghost clan later, please pay attention to the girl of the ghost clan. At a young age, please " As she spoke, a sharp tail appeared from behind her white robe.

"Bo Ruo, on this trip, we went to the ghost clan to discuss how to clean up the slaughter of the human race!" The black-scale giant known as Gudus, twisted like an earthworm with scars on his face, and said with a fierce and ferocious smile, "The girl skin of the human race is the tenderest, not as rough as our demon clan. I like it the most."

"Disgusting!" Bo Ruo rolled his eyes and said helplessly, "You butcher, you are really violent. If you really see this kind of girl, remember to let me try it first. When I'm tired of playing, you can eat it."

"You are disgusting!" Gudace snorted coldly, with a disgusted face, "The woman you touched is all dirty, and whoever eats will vomit for the rest of her life"

"Get out of here!" Bo Ruo's voice was like an arrow, and he suddenly shot at Gudash.

"Damn it, here we go again!" The giant roared angrily, got up to deal with it, rubbed his iron fist and rushed forward. The black scales rolled all over his body, like pine waves in the forest, stirring up the energy of heaven and earth.

After these two people, there are dozens of powerful demons in the divine realm, one by one with serious expression and indifferent to the battle in front of them. But the warcraft under them was quietly moving back, as if they were afraid of being affected.

In the front, hundreds of meters of magic dragon soil, the handsome middle-aged man quietly looked at the northern cold city under him, and a pair of dark eyes gradually flowed to the stone rock.

In the depths of his eyes, the light of surprise flashed little by little. He looked at the five gray figures, couldn't help covering his forehead and moaning, and shouted nervously, "Five evil negative leaders, the ancient demon gods, damn it, what's going on..."

"Brother, the boy below has the power of space in the sea of knowledge." The magic dragon under him suddenly came the idea of the soul.

"The power of space?" The middle-aged man was stunned, and then suddenly looked stunned, "Is it possible that the big fission in the space was caused by that boy?" He suddenly laughed and said to himself, "It's interesting. I didn't expect to meet the Lord this time. It's really interesting."

With this, he flew down from the magic dragon in vain, with an enthusiastic smile on his face, paced in the void, and slowly walked towards someone in the corner of the northern cold city.