Chapter 155 Three Old men

45 vitality dragons condensed into a vitality dragon dozens of meters long, and the space around 100 meters has caused a chain explosion, but his power is not enough to tear open the void barrier, otherwise this move should be more powerful.

To tear open the space barrier, you must first sense the existence of the void, which is invisible and untouchable. Only when the soul reaches the empty divine realm, so that the soul can turn from reality to emptiness and can sense the emptiness.

Such a strong man can make a void crack in one move.

Xu Le's combat effectiveness is much higher than that of Huang Shao, so that the other party has almost no chance to fight back.

"If you dare to fight with Ben Shao, Ben Shao will complete you, a mental storm."

At the moment of death, Huang Shao's eyes were fearless and full of madness. He launched a soul attack.

Xu Le snorted coldly and opened his spiritual eyes in the middle of his eyebrows. That eye is like a starry sky, so bright and deep, endless, with stars in it. Suddenly, a wind blew, and the stars went out like candles. Then the fierce fire burned, just like the whole starry sky turned into a world of fire.

That was Xu Le's third eye. He saw that the soul power of the emperor had turned into a storm. In the storm, knives, guns and sticks evolved, and countless demons and ghosts. This was to destroy everything and kill all sentient beings.

Spirit storm is a means of fighting soul. Xu Le has experienced it before, but it is not as powerful as this time. This boy actually hid the realm of soul before. He was already in the late stage of the quenching realm, and the strength of the soul was 58. No wonder this guy is domineering and unscrupulous. It turns out that his soul cultivation has reached a level that is uncomparable to ordinary people. Even some old antiques at level 7 and 8 of the Holy Land, even level 9 of the Holy Body may not be able to have such a strong soul cultivation.

This cultivation is simply vulnerable. Since Xu Le became a saint, he has understood the true meaning of a practice. Why, the higher the level of the soul path, the less easily they are to attack the soul path. Because the soul is the source of life, once it is polluted, the source of life will be harmed.

Especially when attacking other people's souls, the other party can also fight back, which not only condenses too much evil spirit, fierceness, but also magic. Those who enter the Tao from demons are all great enlightened people. They have freed their souls from the abyss of degeneration and maintained the purest state of origin.

As long as the soul is not extinguished, even if the body disappears, it can be reborn in a strange state, which is to take away.

If the spiritual storm exerted by the emperor is aimed at other saints, I don't know how much he will kill. Unfortunately, he is facing Xu Le, a cruel man who is 100 times more perverted than him.

Xu Le's soul turned and put a layer of spiritual barrier in his spiritual suffering, allowing him to attack without moving. At the same time, you can also see all the attack tracks and many changes of the emperor.

The spirit storm used by Huang Shao contains attacks, psychedelic, depravity, devouring and other skills, which are most suitable for group killing. In an instant, Xu Le saw through his soul attack and gave his soul practice a new understanding.

You can't even break your own mental barrier, and you can't talk about killing. Xu Le's palm still hit his chest, blowing a deep palm print on his five elements of fire. Blood marks appeared around the palm print, and spider webs spread everywhere.

And his whole body was also blown out, making a sad scream.

A stream of blood came out of his body and wrapped his whole body and was about to escape. He wanted to save his life through blood escape, but how could Xu Le allow him to achieve his wish? With a wave of his hand, a wisp of sword light shot out and penetrated the emperor's Dantian.

Although blood escape stimulates the potential of life at the cost of vitality, it still needs vitality to stimulate it in the end. As long as the source of its power is broken, the so-called blood escape is just self-harm and suicide.

It was really good. The emperor fell to the ground with a sneer in mid-air, and his handsome face became as thin as a skeleton, and his eyes were lightless, as if he had changed from a 20-year-old man to an old man for hundreds of years.

"Who the hell are you? My mother is the elder of Huangji Gate, and my father is a peerless master of the Holy Land. If you dare to kill me, they will never let you go."

At this time, the young master is still fierce.

"If I'm afraid of the forces behind you, I won't do everything I can to lure you out. As for who I am, I will let you understand before I die that I am a love prince in the Xuanhuang world.

"Love tyran?"

Before the emperor realized it, Xu Le had already suppressed it with one palm and completely killed him. The blood fog bursts, in which the magic air rolled and condensed and did not disperse.

Xu Le put away the bones of the emperor's master, put his Mijie into his bag, and his soul was also imprisoned and pulled into the boundless sea of suffering. At this moment, the emperor's soul is just a mass of energy, and his mind has been erased.

As rumored, his soul is half crystal clear, half dirty and black, half positive and half evil.

He has not practiced the method of birth and destruction devouring taught by 'no', so he can't directly devour his soul, but can only slowly refine it in the later stage.

If you get the bones of the emperor, you can refine the five elements of fire.

Xu Le didn't think much about it, and his body disappeared in a flash. About five hours later, a graceful figure appeared. The woman could not see the true face with a veil, but from the elegant temperament emitted between her hands and feet, she was probably a peerless beauty.

"The soul imprint left by the emperor is broken, and there is no chance of rebirth. Who is so bold that even the emperor dares to slaughter? The elegant woman muttered to herself. She looked at the blood fog that had not yet dissipated, frowned slightly, and then showed a playful smile in her eyes, "The dog bit the dog. It turned out to be killed by the man of the devil. Looking at the purity of the magic spirit, this man is absolutely a first-class strong man."

After watching for a moment, the masked woman left. After a while, another middle-aged man appeared. After observing for a moment, he left with a solemn look. In the following three hours, ten saints came to check.

What a big deal it is for Huang Shao to be killed. It is estimated that the whole world of immortal cultivation will be turned upside down.

Xu Le returned to the market and looked calm as if nothing had happened. Huang Shao was killed, and it is estimated that this place will soon become a heavy place for pursuit. The most dangerous place is the safest place, but he is not worried about who will find his identity.

At present, he first found a place to lurk for a period of time, and then moved after the wind passed.

Xu Le walked into a store, which was different. He was not a scene of people coming and going, and he looked very lonely. Even the clerks in the store were only three, all silver-haired and depressed old men.

One of them lay there and slept soundly, drooling all over the table. The other held a scripture and read it with relish. From time to time, he stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and his eyes fell into the beautiful nest.

The last old man was a little saintly. He sat there, took out something in his hand and gently stroked it, with an obsession in his eyes.

Xu Le looked carefully and couldn't help laughing. These three old men are all living treasures. The most decent old man is actually the most obscene. He held a statue of a woman in his hand, which was carved vividly. And the place he touched was the chest of the statue, and his whole body suddenly became very obscene.

And this store does not sell all kinds of elixirs, magic weapons, rare crystals, and wooden shelves with all kinds of dolls and thousands of postures.

"Martial arts!"

Xu Le has been specializing in carving skills since he was a child. The most common thing he does is to carve out the essence of martial arts. For those disciples who have just begun to practice, they are a guide and can even speed up their understanding.

So he could see the differences between these dolls at a glance. Some became a group, some sold them individually, and the expressions of each doll were very clear, and some dolls even had prototype hair.

The sculptor has a deep foundation in his technique, but he is not mature enough. Xu Le looked carefully one by one. He had given up his carving skills for a long time. At this moment, the ** in his heart was rekindled, and some carving techniques were still worth learning.

There were about a thousand dolls in the shop, and Xu Le simply calmed down and slowly studied. He became the fourth person with strange behavior.

I don't know how long it took. The old man who touched the statue of the woman sighed and closed his thoughts. He looked up and was suddenly stunned. When there was a young man in the store, looking at his expression was very addicted.

"Fourth brother, when did this boy come in?"

The old man who read the scriptures closed the book dissatisfiedly, raised his eyelids and glanced his eyes, and said unhappily, "Who knows who he is? Lao Liu, don't always be surprised if you have nothing to do. I'm seeing that the wonderful things have been interrupted by you. It's really disappointing."

"Well, what kind of book are you reading? Humph. If you really want a woman, you might as well go to your old wife for happiness. After living for hundreds of years, you are still an old virgin. Don't be ashamed."

"Damn, you old guy is so much better than me. Your love has run away with others. Every day, you know how to touch her statue and fantasize about it. Sooner or later, you will be demonic."

Lao Liu was slightly stunned, then drooped his head and sighed deeply, and said helplessly, "It's better to be the fifth brother. He eats, drinks, sleeps and sleeps like pigs every day. His strength continues to grow, which is really a blessing. You're right. How can the second brother and the third brother send an easy job? Even the seventh sister and eighth sister can follow them out for a walk.

"This is very good. You don't need to go out all day to fight and kill." Lao Si lost a contemptuous look and continued to look at the scriptures with relish, not laughing.

Dong, a thunderous drum suddenly sounded, echoing over this trading fair, full of murderous spirit.