Chapter 1890:908 God Stick (2)

The three of them looked at each other, with cold hatred and a chill in their hearts. www>

This magic stick... is not a magic stick at all! He is a soul cultivator! He is attacking with soul skills!

"Ah... Great Beast God, please, old man, send down the World-Destroying God Thunder and smash these beasts to death! Boom...Boom..."

The god stick in the distance spoke again, but the faces of the remaining three god emperors turned pale.

Rumble...Your sister! [

Where is the World Extinguishing God Thunder coming from? Do you think we'll believe you when you say rumble? We don't believe that...

However, they told themselves not to believe it, but they subconsciously swept their eyes over their heads, and a god emperor scanned so carefully that they forgot about the huge mouths of monsters that continued to pounce on them.

He didn't want to commemorate the scenery above, he couldn't help it!

Because at this moment, in his soul ocean, he is being attacked by hundreds of millions of soul golden threads. If he doesn't use his soul power to resist, his soul will collapse.

These soul gold wire attacks are very weak, and he only used a short second to stabilize the soul ocean. However, when he woke up, he saw a huge mouth that swallowed his head completely. Before his soul dissipated, the only thing he still remembered was... the mouth of this monster, it stinks!

"Ah... Great Beast God, you came lightly, just as you walked lightly, you waved your sleeves without taking a single cloud..."

Hearing the magic stick's voice again, the only remaining two god emperors felt the chrysanthemum go numb at this moment, and the two eggs cracked with a crackling sound, completely shattering magnificently...

"ah!"

Another god emperor was torn apart by monsters! Although more than half of the monsters were killed, there were still more than twenty of them. The besieger at this moment has become one. Some monsters started to turn around behind them, and decided to kill the human who was always yelling in the distance.

"Ah...my master is gone, play slowly, Goodbye!"

Ye Qinghan didn't dare to play anymore, turned around and turned into a gust of breeze, fleeing away. But my heart was secretly refreshed, the combination of the Heavenly Demon Voice and the Miehun was really extremely cruel!

Heavenly Demon Sound, the attack power is not strong, or it has no attack power. It just makes the enemy's attention shift slightly, and subconsciously think about the meaning of what he said. At the same time, he was developed to destroy his soul, attacking an enemy with his spiritual consciousness. Under the influence of the Heavenly Demon Sound, his soul was a little confused, and once Miehun attacked, it would definitely be troublesome.

I usually feel dizzy for a while, and my mind is not clear for a while, it's okay!

But there are monsters in all directions. At such a critical moment, if you get dizzy, the end... is death!

While running, Ye Qinghan regretted secretly, if he had practiced the Soul Poison Jade Knife at this moment, it would be even more ferocious if he cooperated with it. Using the three soul skills together would definitely kill them easily in seconds!

"Poison Dragon's Tongue! Where can I find this kind of poison? I knew I should have bought some in Piaomiao Continent! How could there be it in the Soul Emperor Pavilion?"

Ye Qinghan thought to himself, this soul poison is easy to cultivate, but the poison for cultivating soul poison is very special, only one kind was found after the rain, Ye Qinghan didn't care much before, but now he secretly regrets it.

After running wildly in the passage for a few days, Ye Qinghan didn't go to entangle with the monsters now, and directly used the secret method of fighting saints to break out a passage and escape far away. Because someone has already come in, he must find the entrance to the next floor as soon as possible. If the big troops from behind come in, once they encounter it, they will not be so lucky!

Ten days later, Ye Qinghan finally found the entrance to the next floor, a white light flashed, and when the scene in front of him changed, Ye Qinghan's brows suddenly twisted into the word Sichuan. [