Chapter 1377 Demon Soldier Asura, Asura Kills Soul
Chapter 1377: Asura Kills Soul
Qin Ming stood among them, his eyes were dark, deep and cold, his body was covered with mysterious and eerie black lines, and he had an evil aura. The Shura Knife has been 'unsheathed', suspended in Qin Ming's palm, and powerful killing souls flew out of the Shura Killing Realm, condensing a real outline in the black mist.
If you take a closer look, you will also find dozens of pitch-black chains flying around Qin Ming's body, making a crisp sound, echoing in the dark world like a ghostly sound. Each chain is worn in the body of the surrounding killing souls, firmly controlling they.
Yan Wanming stood behind him, watching this scene in amazement, and also frantically looking at the dark and cold black knife.
"No matter what, you entangle that Saint Martial Peak and Jiuchongtian with me!" Qin Ming burst into a rage and rushed towards Huang Leitian's team. The chains all over his body were tense, dragging the twenty-eight killing souls soaring into the sky.
In an instant, murderous aura boiled, black aura raged like a flood, shrill screams and hisses resounded through the heaven and earth, more than twenty murderous spirits flew in the sky and earth, chasing Qin Ming one after another, scattered densely in the sky, as if rushing out of hell The evil spirit, like a raging spirit demon and wild beast, choleraed the world.
"Leave it to me!" Yan Wanming's blood boiled all over his body, as worthy of the Heavenly List Shura Saber. He swung the huge ax violently, spread his iron wings and charged into the sky, and with Qin Lan's assistance, he crossed the space one after another.
Huang Leitian's team walked and stopped one after another. They were alert at the same time, and turned to look at the dim wilderness ruins behind them. There seemed to be something wrong there. Did someone fight? It's still the ghosts who are having a carnival. "That direction... Could it be that the Golden Wolf Clan found Wang Zhan?"
Lu Zhi, who was at the peak of holy martial arts, walked to the front and stared at the dark world. However, this land of death restricts the detection of spiritual consciousness and the spread of sound, so nothing can be found.
"Go and have a look?" The others gathered around her.
"Let's go..." Lu Zhigang was about to leave, when the black mist suddenly surged at the end of his vision, surging in like a huge black wave, and quickly magnified in his misty vision.
"Huang Leitian, have you been looking for me for a long time?" Qin Ming's voice was like thunder, and he quickly rushed towards Huang Leitian's team. The chains behind him clattered and cracked, as if they could shake the soul. Ferocious, evil, and gloomy, he let out a shrill scream, swung his death weapon, and rushed towards the Huangleitian team.
"Wang Zhan?"
"What are those things!"
"Ghost? Can he control the ghost?"
The faces of the people in Huang Leitian suddenly changed. No matter how well-informed they were, they were shocked by the eerie scene in front of them.
boom! There was a loud explosion in the sky, Yan Wanming appeared out of thin air, and the battle power that was ready to go exploded, trembling the space, his eagle eyes were bright red, his scales and armor were as strong as steel, his majestic body roared and turned, and he slashed at the wild thunder with his giant axe The force of the heavenly team, with one blow, is mighty in all directions, as if countless giant mountains fell from the sky, and the earth was cracked at this moment.
Everyone in the wild thunder sky came back to their senses, but they couldn't dodge it. Suddenly, Lu Zhi's body was full of thunderstorms, and they gathered in a hurry to form a bird of prey, carrying the power of wild thunder, soaring into the sky.
The huge explosion and violent collision set off heavy air waves and thunderstorms, sweeping in all directions. Yan Wanming was forcibly pushed back, but the powerful energy storm sent Huang Leitian's other four people flying. At the same time, Qin Ming's speed soared, and he rushed into the battlefield with twenty-eight killing spirits.
Shura Dao slammed out and locked on one of them.
The world is dark, the wind is howling, the energy is rioting, and the fierce battle momentum can't hide the killing power and light of Shura Saber. It seems that in an instant, it seems like eternity. human gaze.
Pooh! The Asura Saber pierced through the Yachongtian's chest in an instant, and passed through his body. No armor or spiritual shield would be able to defend against it. The terrifying murderous aura left by the saber exploded in his body. Qin Ming followed up, and the suppressed thirty-six blows of Bayang exploded, as if countless meteorites descended overwhelmingly, or like mountains hitting the body.
The mighty Shengwu Bazhongtian was still thrown into the air, and was killed alive, and only the remnant body remained on the ground, glaring with anger, and dying.
The sudden upheaval caught Huang Leitian by surprise, and the rest of them just turned over and fell to the ground, and one of their companions died? Everyone shuddered, what just happened?
The twenty-eight murderous souls followed Qin Ming to kill one after another, and rushed towards the two holy warriors of the eighth heaven one after another.
Every soul killing is like the birth of an evil spirit, ferocious and evil, which strongly challenges everyone's ability to bear. Although they walked in the ancient twilight country for a long time and saw a lot, they had never seen such a terrifying and powerful killing soul, and they rushed towards them like wolves and tigers.
"Kill!" Lu Zhi yelled angrily, and was the first to release a violent thunder wave, bombarding indiscriminately, impacting in all directions. Every thunderbolt carries the power of wild thunder, which can crack the great mountains, tear open the strata, and carry the mighty power to destroy everything.
The two strongmen of the wild thunder sky woke up in horror, released thunder waves, and resisted all the killing souls.
"Huang Leitian, thank you for your gift!" Qin Ming roared and rushed towards the Saint Martial Eighth Heaven in the front, tearing the chains and mobilizing twenty killing souls to kill him. At the same time, with a violent strike, the surging spiritual power gathered towards the right fist of the right arm, turning into a blood-colored Lei Peng, exquisite and small, but extremely powerful.
He had hunted down the seven great desolate thunder sky powerhouses in Xiuluo Forest before, including a sage warrior Jiuchongtian, and devoured their wild thunders, which greatly increased the power of the ancient thunder swallowing technique, and 80% of them had turned into blood thunders. It was so powerful that he was excited. He had tried it before on the way to escape, and today... released it again.
The Yachongtian was retreating quickly, releasing violent thunder to block the screaming and culling killing soul. He was startled and apprehensive, but it also aroused a strong desire to fight.
Boom!
He stomped the ground violently, forcibly stopped his retreating attack, his majestic body became extremely red, as if a massive thundercloud that had been suppressed was released at this moment, the sound of bang exploded, the ground trembled wildly, gravel flew, Yae The mighty space of the heavenly majesty, even if this piece of heaven and earth is suppressed, the huge energy and sound waves still tremble far, far away.
"Get the hell out of here!" His momentum soared, his eyes, mouth, ears, etc. all emitted strong lights, as strong as a god of war, forcefully dispelling all the killing spirits.
However, at the moment when the killing soul retreated, Qin Ming burst out: "Lei Peng! Bashi Fist!"
"Roar!" The man roared like a beast, his aura increased layer by layer, his whole body was like a scorching sun, and he punched Qin Ming with heavy fists in turn. The fists were also glowing, and countless thunder and lightning were intertwined. If you look carefully, those lightning lights are tiny battle spears intertwined with wild thunder. Although they are small, there are thousands of them. "Wild Thunder...Thousand Blows..."
boom! Heavy fists collided, and there was a deafening crackling sound. The space where the two fists hit exploded. Lei Peng collided with thousands of tiny thunder spears head-on, causing a big explosion. A hundred meters away, the ground was torn apart, and the violent wind hit the black mist.
Their long hair danced wildly, their arms trembled wildly, and they were forcibly thrown away.
Qin Ming retreated more than ten meters, and the strong man withdrew tens of meters, but before he could stand firm, the scattered killing spirits suddenly descended and overwhelmed him, like countless evil beasts frantically tearing at the soul. His soul was severely injured immediately, and the blood that was still churning intensified again, screaming and spurting blood.