Chapter 932: Strong devouring, reproduction of the evil god sword
Ye Xuan frowned, and with a thought in his mind, the swords quickly retracted and flew back into his body like fish again.
Seeing the black-armored phalanx approaching, he snorted and rushed out as quickly as a ghost.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Ye Xuan's figure shuttled quickly in the square. The speed was so fast that only afterimages were visible. Everywhere he went, there must be a soul soldier who was hit by his punch. The armor and body were shattered and turned into a canopy. The black air dissipated into the space.
These soul soldiers are tall and strong, with natural divine power. There are exactly one hundred in number. Their battle spears are extremely heavy. Each spear weighs more than 10,000 pounds. It is enough to pierce Ye Xuan's body-protecting spiritual light and penetrate his body. .
But with the speed of Ye Xuan's movement, he moved swiftly among these soul soldiers and destroyed them all in a matter of seconds.
"Tsk tsk~~"
A strange Jie Jie laugh floated from more than ten feet in front, and a figure wrapped in a black cloak gradually appeared in the black mist.
"Very good blood food..."
The face of the man in black robes was hidden in his cloak. Only two rays of light about one foot long shot out from his eyes. His unspeakable words were extremely hoarse and unpleasant to hear.
It's like a real ghost crawling out of the underworld.
"Are you that Xiao Ming?" Ye Xuan stood still, his eyes turning slowly, looking at the man in black robes.
When he saw that face through the cloak, he almost vomited and regretted using perspective.
"Tsk tsk~ It doesn't matter who I am, because... the dead don't need to know~~"
The hoarse voice fell, and in the black mist behind the man in black robes, many ghost soul soldiers howled wildly. The sound was loud, and then another hundred "black armors" were seen rushing out of the black mist. , waved the war gun in his hand, and fiercely attacked Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan frowned. It would not be good to waste it like this. Although these soul soldiers are clumsy, their defense is extremely strong. Every time he kills one, he has to expend a lot of physical strength. If these soul soldiers are really endless, they will wither. If Zhi continues to kill them all, he will be exhausted sooner or later.
Ye Xuan stepped forward and rushed towards the Nether Soul Soldier like an arrow.
'Bang! Bang! Bang!' The explosions almost became one. Ye Xuan quickly killed all the ghost soldiers in a straight path, and all the soul soldiers he passed were destroyed by him. , and he rushed straight towards Xiao Ming in a flash.
He has already seen that this Xiao Ming should be a kind of summoning and manipulating martial spirit user. Such martial spirit practitioners are often not very strong in close combat.
Seeing Ye Xuan charging fiercely, the man in black robe was shocked as expected, and suddenly uttered a series of strange syllables in his mouth, as if he was calling for something.
The black fog rolled behind him, and a huge evil figure faintly appeared from the fog behind him. This huge evil figure had a ferocious face, and its two huge eyes were scarlet, emitting a frightening evil light like a lantern.
At this moment, a powerful force filled the air from the fog. Not to mention Ye Xuan, even the man in black robe himself shuddered at it!
Ye Xuan's heart tightened. Under this fierce force, he suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu, as if he had encountered a natural enemy of mankind!
"Ouch...!"
A deafening roar suddenly came from the black mist.
Immediately, the entire black mist exploded with a "boom" and dissipated all over the sky. A huge, black beast rushed out of the black mist and flew into the sky.
"This is it!" Ye Xuan's pupils shrank when he saw it.
The flying behemoth was actually hundreds of feet long. It was pitch black, filled with black energy, and covered with black scales the size of a palm. Its head was triangular in shape, with four claws, and there was a shiny black horn on its head.
Behemoth!
Black dragon!
This thing flying into the sky is actually a black dragon!
No wonder Ye Xuan felt familiar, it turned out to be a black dragon soul.
Ye Xuan's face darkened and he retreated sharply.
As soon as he moved, he transformed into a series of afterimages under the night cover, avoiding the attacks of the surrounding soul soldiers.
At this moment, the black-robed 'Xiao Ming' pointed in the direction of Ye Xuan, and the black dragon flew into the sky, as if it had heard the order, with a body shape like the wind, and dived towards Ye Xuan menacingly.
Although this black dragon is huge, it is extremely fast, and its strength has reached the holy level. Like a huge black lightning, it rushed to Ye Xuan in the blink of an eye, and directed towards Ye Xuan like a huge claw covering the sky.
Catch it.
Ye Xuan let out a soft shout, dodged slightly, and finally used teleportation to avoid the giant claw, and then punched the chest of the black dragon that was right in front of him!
'boom'
There was a muffled sound, and the black dragon took a heavy punch from Ye Xuan. His upper body suddenly jumped up, but it rebounded instantly. His giant claws stretched out and aimed at Ye Xuan's right arm with a fierce stroke, hitting Ye Xuan's right arm.
There was a bloodstain left on it.
Ye Xuan was startled, and couldn't help but feel scared. The four giant claws of this black dragon soul could attack at extremely fast speeds, making it impossible to defend against him. In addition, the force on the claw just now was so strong that if he hadn't dodged in time, his entire arm would have been damaged.
It must be removed by it.
After such a delay, the Nether Soul Soldiers from behind also caught up. Dozens of war spears rained down on Ye Xuan, and together with the Netherworld Black Dragon, they surrounded Ye Xuan again.
Suddenly, Ye Xuan fell into Ruozhan!
'Black Robe Xiao Ming' sneered, "I have spent all my savings for thousands of years to refine this 'Netherworld Black Dragon'. Even the late Saint is definitely not its opponent, so don't resist in vain!
"
Ye Xuan seemed a little confused. This Netherworld Black Dragon was too fierce. Although it was just a dead thing, its movements were extremely flexible. There were dozens of soul soldiers assisting...
Seeing that Ye Xuan was gradually unable to resist and hurriedly evaded, 'Black-robed Xiao Ming' felt happy and let out a weird laugh, "Your body is very good. My Nether Black Dragon has not eaten for two days, so you will become its blood."
Eat it! As for your soul, I won’t waste it, just refine it into a ghost soul weapon.”
"Oh~ are you sure?" Ye Xuan's voice came coldly.
Black-robed Xiao Ming was startled. He felt a crisis welling up in his heart. However, he heard a thunderous sound and blood burst out. His right shoulder seemed to have been hit by a hammer, and his entire arm was injured from the shoulder.
The shoulder disappeared, and blood sprayed from the shoulder like a pillar.
"You...ah!" Black-robed Xiao Ming was in pain, but before he could react, 'Boom!' There was another thunder, a cloud of blood bloomed on his left shoulder, and his entire left arm disappeared.
, the severe pain made him unable to help but let out an inhuman howl. Under the blast of two blood fountains, he finally could no longer support his body, fell limply to the ground, and passed out.
Losing the control of his mind, the black dragon and dozens of soul soldiers stopped their offensive, as if frozen. The Netherworld Black Dragon floated quietly in the air, and the dozens of Netherworld Soul Soldiers stood motionless like puppets.
In place.
And above the body of 'Black-robed Xiao Ming', a pitch-black space crack appeared at some point and was slowly closing.
Ye Xuan flashed forward and came closer, taking a look at the black-robed man's injuries. He had deliberately avoided the man's vital points with the two lightning strikes just now, so he was not dead yet.
His guess was indeed correct. Most of the black-robed Xiao Ming's abilities were in control, but his own defense was very weak. Although he was in the holy realm, he was not much better than a spiritual saint. Come to think of it,
, he usually has the protection of these 'netherworlds' and is not afraid that anyone will hurt him, but he did not expect to be attacked by Ye Xuan's Heavenly Burial Thunder Punishment.
The reason why he didn't kill him directly was because Ye Xuan was very interested in the 'Netherworld Soul Soldier' and the 'Netherworld Black Dragon', especially the Netherworld Black Dragon.
Secondly, he really wanted to know where this person got his black dragon soul.
"This person is so weird, he should be able to bring you many surprises, right?" Ye Xuan looked at the skinny, skeleton-like face under the black robe, his eyes spinning.
'Search for souls!'
"Ah, what are you doing to Xiao Ming? You...you are dead. You will be dead today. I will cut you into pieces!"
Mu Qianfeng's grandson was screaming hysterically. It was obvious that this man in black robe was much more valuable to him than those Ziyitang men just now. Now that he was destroyed in Ye Xuan's hands, it made him extremely heartbroken.
Ye Xuan ignored him at all, and just kept searching the black-robed man's soul. Listening to the voice, he knew that Mu Qianfeng's grandson must be very young, and as he searched the black-robed man's memory
It has also been confirmed.
Mu Qianfeng's grandson is actually only eleven years old, but he has killed countless people, is ruthless, and likes to torture people to death. He is really an evil child.
Most of the people who died in his hands were little girls of the same age as him. He treated them as his own toys. After they lost their interest and freshness, they would be tortured to death bit by bit, which was extremely cruel!
Ye Xuan was really angry. He had never seen such an evil child. He was extremely perverted and had unimaginable desires. He fell in love with a rapist and sadistic nun at a young age.
"You...you dare to ignore me, okay, okay, just wait for me." Seeing that Ye Xuan ignored him, Mu Qianfeng's grandson was extremely angry and became silent. He thought he was looking for help.
"Swallow!"
At the same time, Ye Xuan activated the absorbing life blood essence on the dying 'Xiao Ming'.
This Xiao Ming's real name is Zhang Ming. Although he is a saint, he has an extraordinary relationship with Mu Qianfeng's grandson. One old and one young have passion. He and Mu Qianfeng's grandson often do bad things together. At this time, he
As the dark vortex in Ye Xuan's hand continued to absorb, his body quickly dried up, and he let out a shrill scream of pain.
"When you brutally killed the pervert, you should have thought of today. Donate your evil sword as well to make your final contribution." Ye Xuan said coldly. When the words fell, Zhang Ming also completely became a gangster.
, there was no sound.
'boom!'
The next moment, a terrifying cold aura turned into waves of black air and spread out from Ye Xuan's body, sweeping in all directions.
Ye Xuan let out a long roar, and the aura on his body seemed to become stronger at this moment, and a cold soul power aura appeared.
This scene made the pale-faced Xieyi boy who was hiding in the dark suddenly change his expression with fright, and he looked at Ye Xuan in the scene without blinking.
And then, a dark and evil force condensed as if it were real substance rose into the sky from Ye Xuan's body, turning into a pillar of black air that shot straight through the sky and pierced the sky!
At this moment, Ye Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, and black runes flashed in his eyes, and disappeared after a moment.
And as he opened his eyes, the evil force erupting from his body quickly stopped, the strange images of heaven and earth quickly disappeared, and the black air in the sky quickly dissipated, as if it had never appeared before.
Ye Xuan did not expect that Zhang Ming was actually a messenger from the underworld. Just like Lu Wuyan back then, it was an unexpected blessing in misfortune.
He surprisingly obtained the second Evil God Sword.
With a thought in his mind, the huge black dragon soul floating in the air quickly shrank, turned into a black light and flew into Ye Xuan's eyebrows, and was directly swallowed and fused by Ye Xuan's Thunder Dragon.
Ye Xuan's Thunder Dragon Spirit has not advanced for a long time, and it is now at the king level. If he swallows this black dragon spirit, his level will definitely increase greatly.
The advancement of martial arts can make Ye Xuan's martial arts foundation more solid and hit the next bottleneck!