Yu Chenchen was suddenly stunned. What was he thinking. He shook his head and threw these thoughts out. He looked around vigilantly, and looked at the sky from time to time. Many of these black arms appeared from the sky.

Chen Jialiang stood beside Su Weifeng, his legs had already been scared and numb. Now he was standing there and unable to move. He looked around in horror. Now there was a black hand to catch him, and he had no ability to escape. He could only pray in his heart that he would not be the next target.

Wu Yong widened his eyes and suppressed the urge to pee. He was so scared that he almost urinated. Fortunately, he was controlled by himself, but he was also very worried at this time.

The ghost-faced scholar also wanted to hold Su Weifeng's trouser legs. Su Weifeng's head was kicked away with a kick. A big man came to pull his pants, and it was disgusting to think about it. The ghost-faced scholar was also frightened. Although he was very wise about these things just now, he could instantly bear the bear when he saw such a mysterious thing.

The immortal scholar had closed his eyes and kept muttering in his heart about the Buddha's blessing. He no longer dared to open his eyes, but he could only hope for a miracle.

The black-handed scholar was more tough. He held a short knife in his hand and pressed it directly on his heart. He had already made up the idea of ​​committing suicide when he was caught. He was frightened to hear the screams of those arrested people, and he would rather commit suicide than suffer that kind of pain.

Suddenly a black arm suddenly poked out, and the target was Yu Chenchen. Yu Chenchen was shocked. At this time, she was looking at the sky, but it was useless even if she saw it. Even if she was not poisoned, she would not be able to avoid the speed of the black hand, especially the sequel spirit on the black hand, which scared Yu Chenchen to cry directly. She accepted death, but she really didn't want to die like this.

"Be careful." Wu Yong shouted, but it was too late. How could his words be faster than the weird black hand?

"Chenchen..." Chen Jialiang also shouted.

Su Weifeng had already raised his attention to the extreme, and Yu Chenchen and others were even more alert. As soon as the black hand appeared, he immediately noticed it. Su Weifeng shouted in his heart, "It's good, and he grabbed the black arm with a sudden hand."

Su Weifeng's movements caused another burst of exclamation. It was too late for others to avoid them. He actually took the initiative to grab the ghost hand. In the horrified eyes of everyone, Su Weifeng grabbed the ghost hand, but the ghost hand was like smoke and had no entity at all, and it dispersed directly. Su Weifeng frowned, and even let his black true energy burn up in an instant.

The black true energy seemed to have encountered a flammable object and quickly spread towards the black arm. The black flames burned on the black arm, and it would not be seen without careful observation. Soon the black flame spread along the black arm to the darkness of the sky, and a shrill scream that was not as loud as a human voice came from the darkness.

"Boy, you dare to hurt the war soul in my bone flute. I want to kill you, I want to kill you." The young master of the Five Poison Sect shouted wildly. These black arms were the residual souls he collected from various Yin-Source Lands through secret techniques. After refining them with the effect of the magic, he formed a man-made ghost creature. With the addition of this technique, the strength of these residual souls greatly increased.

But it is not easy to collect and refine each residual soul. It can be said that each residual soul is his hard work. Now that he has been ruined by this kid, how can he not be angry?

These remnants seemed to sense the master's anger, and directly abandoned the others and rushed towards Su Weifeng. They saw a hole in the sky, and more than a dozen arms rushed towards Su Weifeng. The scene was very scary.

Yu Chenchen and others subconsciously hid backwards. It was not that they ignored Su Weifeng, but that they were instinctively reacting that one arm was scary enough. Moreover, there were suddenly more than a dozen dark arms, which made people's scalp numb.

Su Weifeng was not nervous at all. Is the remnant soul? That was the soul of an ordinary person or the soul fragment of a strong man. However, it could be refined by the young master of the Five Poison Sect. It is not a ruthless character. It is impossible for a remnant soul of the Black Dragon Remnant Soul. Su Weifeng is not worried about this.

He knew that if the young master of the Five Poison Sect really had a god-level residual soul, he would not have to use the bone flute to display such a ghost creature. He could completely merge the god-level residual soul with his own soul and absorb it by himself. No matter how powerful the external objects are, how can they be compared with their own strength?

Moreover, this residual soul belongs to the evil thing. His black flame is the evil energy of the black dragon, and it is the absolute supreme thing. It is the nemesis of this evil thing. Thinking of the sudden burning black flame on Su Weifeng's body, the whole person turned into a black fire man. The black arms felt the black flame on Su Weifeng's body and immediately became afraid, stopped one after another, and did not dare to approach again.

These black hands stopped, further confirming Su Weifeng's imagination. Su Weifeng, who was shrouded in the black flames, suddenly punched towards the sky, and a black fireball suddenly shot out from his fist, flew towards the black arm in the sky. A black arm was hit and burned instantly, and a shrill cry was heard. Not long after, the scream disappeared, and the black flames also disappeared.

As Su Weifeng shot out the fireball, the black arms rushed to shrink into the sky. However, how could Su Weifeng let go of these black hands, bent his legs slightly, tied his horse stance, and bombarded the sky one punch after another, directly using the Vulcan cannon. At this time, Su Weifeng was a human-shaped turret, and black arms were ignited from time to time in the sky.

The shrill cry resounded, all of the remnants of souls ignited by black flames. Even though these remnants of souls were powerful in their lifetime, how could they compare with creatures like black dragons? The black flame of black dragons is the most effective way to kill them.

Yu Chenchen was shocked. She knew that Su Weifeng was a very powerful Qi Refiner, but she didn't expect that Su Weifeng was really so strong. His true energy was really out of the body, and he was definitely at the Xuan level. Moreover, seeing that Su Weifeng was bombarding the black true energy out of his life, there was no burden at all. This shows that Su Weifeng's Xuan level was at least successful, and the young master of the Five Poison Sect is now at the peak of the Xuan level.
Chapter completed!