A Demon’s Path

Cheng Yu usually only studied with his brothers and sisters. He had never experienced such a scene of life and death. Even if she was an orange-level chain soul teacher, she suffered a big loss compared to the other party’s experience. .

This match is less than two rounds, and it is easy for Cheng Yu to reach the top of his head, and Cheng Yu will soon have a head.

The fear of death made Cheng Yu stare at the other person’s paws in horror, but his feet forgot to move.

“Sister!” Li Yuanhuan, who was out at tens of meters away, was shocked. He wanted to come to the rescue and was entangled with his opponent. It was already too late!

boom! The magic soul division only felt that the arm was numb, and the five fingers that were turned into paws were so fierce that the bones were cracked!

When the magician knew clearly that he was blocking a metal broom, he had no chance to see who was the master of the broom.

A figure of ten steps as a step rushed over, the primary red soul space skills – shrink into inch!

With a cry, like a broken watermelon, the head of the Mohren Division was swept over by an iron broom. The brains and blood were sprayed all over the place. It was very bloody.

Ling Xiao’s first shot was so hot and stunned!

Cheng Yu still did not wake up from the panic and looked at the man who saved himself – Ling Xiao with a black broomstick. The black broom was stained with dark red blood, black and red, so that Ling Xiao at this time looked more like a magic soul teacher.

Ling Xiao looked at him and shouted: “This is above the battlefield. What are you still waiting for? Waiting for someone to save you?”

Cheng Yu bit her lip tightly, as if she like to bite bleeding. In this blink of an eye, Xiao Ling rushed to Cheng Yu behind him and swept the two Mohist divisions who came to attack. The bloody, red spoils splashed around.

Chengyu looked up sharply and his eyes were red, like a wounded female lion: “I don’t need you to teach me, whoever wants you to save!”

To sum up, Cheng Yu’s sword backhandedly pierced and pierced the throat of another Mohist division.

After the Beibei school disciples joined, the battle situation on the field has undergone a drastic change. The number of Mohist divisions has become a disadvantage and the team has lost its strength. In addition to the two yellow-level Mohist divisions, more than 40 Orange Spirits The division was killed.

Wang Datian, the wounded, looked at his body of twenty bodies of his Yangquan faction. His tongue was tian with dry lips. He bitterly said to Li Yuanhuan: “Thank you…”

Li Yuanhuan is calm and relaxed. There is no color in the face. “Politely, we are all under the wing of the Fall Valley. It is right that we should help each other.”

Say, Li Yuanhuan ignored the king of tyrants, turned his face and looked worriedly at the pale sister-in-law Cheng Yu: “Sister, are you all right?”

Cheng Yu resisted the feeling of wanting to vomit, and said weakly: “Okay!”

Suddenly, the body of a magic soul division exploded on the ground with a bang, and the blood mist was sprayed on the Beibei faction’s disciples, and quickly eroded the skin of Beibei school disciples.

“Ah!” Looking at his skin, he began to rot at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. The dozen Beiqi school disciples screamed again and again, desperately grabbing the spreading skin from the spread and almost fainting.

“Don’t catch it!” Ling Hao hurriedly took a quick siphon and quickly took out several white vials from the chain of spirits and quickly poured the powder from the vials over the ulcerated skin of these disciples.

At the same time, Ling Xiao soul soul soul stone chain soul flash, dozens of red light from the soul of the fly out of the fly, flew to the wounds of these dozen Beibei faction disciples, quickly repair the ulcerated skin.

“This … … this … …” a dozen disciples looked at such a magical scene, almost forgot, just now he still pain to die.

“Okay.” Xiao Ling secretly made the soul of the force, made himself sweating.

The first time I used Qingxin, and also saved more than a dozen of my colleagues, what would others think if I didn’t sweat myself?

The same door will say that Master is eccentric, and it is also easy to expose some strength in front of Wang Quantian of the Yangquan faction, which is not conducive to the new game after one month.

Even so, Wang Batian still noticed Ling Xiao. Not only because Ling Xiao is the pharmacist, but also because Ling Xiao is using the soul soul stone at this time.

The Beibei faction is dominated by the cultivation of power. At this time, Ling Xiao used Ling Hui to smash the soul stone. It shows that Ling Xiao had chosen to practice a multi soul soul chain.

The difficulty of practicing the soul chain of many souls, Wang Batian naturally knows. He also tried it and encountered great difficulties before finally having to give up.

Obviously, Ling Xiao has successfully refined two soulrocks, which has to attract the attention of Wang Batian.

“Fortunately, he is not very skilled at using it.” Looking at Ling Xiao with sweating, Wang Batian secretly thought: “It should not be a threat to my brother.”

Ling Xiao secretly noticed that Wang Batian was relieved and his mouth was slightly smirked.

Beibei sent his disciples to see Ling Xiao’s eyes become different. If Ling Xiao was not there this time, more than a dozen of his peers would have died of poisoning.

“Let’s go.” Li Yuanhuan said: “Yangquan sent our brothers and sisters. Would you like to take a break from the Beibei School and wait for you to come to meet you?”

Li Yuanhuan’s remarks were well-intentioned. Hearing in the ears of Wang Tiantian was particularly harsh: “No, thank you for your kindness! Hey! Let’s go!”

More than 20 Yang Quan faction disciples lifted their body from the door and left and left.

Li Yuanhuan is preparing to leave his disciples with Beibei, and suddenly he heard the Yangquan School’s disciple who had just left shouted: “Oh!”

Li Yuanhuan and Ling Xie looked back and saw Yang Quan’s disciples such as Wang Batian not able to walk for less than half a minute.

Li Yuanhuan said: What about people? Where did you go?

Ling Xiao eyes slightly surprised, probably know what happened. However, he was too lazy to say.

For Ling Xiao, the Beibei faction is alive, and those pesky guys simply die.

“Li Yuanhuan, are you still alive?” Not far behind is the hysterical yelling of Wang Batian.

“I’m here!” Li Yuanhuan just wanted to rush forward, Ling Xiao quickly pulled him: “Danger, wait until the situation is clear.”

Then Ling Xiao stepped forward and shouted toward the empty place in front of him: “Oh, eight, are you absent?”

“You damn it!” Wang Pa greeted the weather in a very sully manner: “Li Yuanhuan, let’s call Ling Xiao’s boy off and come and save us. If we die here, you Beibei faction will not be able to take off!”

Ling Xiao sneered: “Do you threaten us? Master and brother, this man is still so strong. There is definitely nothing. We’ll go back and eat again.”

“Don’t!” said Wang Batian, quickly saying, “Don’t go, I beg you!”

Li Yuanhuan yelled at Ling Xiao: “I do not know how important it is!”

Ling Xiao laughed: “Big brothers, they just accidentally walked into people’s battlefield. We can’t go in. Otherwise, everyone enters the battlefield of the people, and only the others can kill them. The child.”

Li Yuanhuan wrinkled his brow: “Formulation? Then what do you say we should do?”

Ling Xiao hit a ringing finger: “It’s easy, look at me.”

Cheng Yu’s face improved slightly, turning his eyes toward Xiao Ling: “The guy who pretends to be a ghost!”

Ling Xiao did not think for a word, shouted in the direction of the sound of Wang Batian: “Turn out all your spars and I will come to save you.”

Wang Ba Tianmao said: “You rob this guy!”

The people of Beibei School also felt that Ling Xiao was excessive. Li Yuanhuan was trying to persuade Ling Xiao to be told by Ling Xiao to signal with him.

Ling Xiao voice is cold: “No more nonsense, we leave immediately!”

Silent for a moment, Beibei sent everyone to see a pile of red spar and orange spar emerge out of thin air and flew toward Ling Xiao. The sky’s sparks were shining in the sunlight, and the crystals were shining. It was very good-looking.

Li Yuanhuan seems to understand Ling Xiao’s idea and quickly sends out his own yellow-level soul force to attach to these spars.

In addition to being used as money, spars are actually materials for cultivation. The sapphire spar is a stone that absorbs the power of the red soul. They have the function of absorbing the power of the soul.

When Li Yuanhuan’s yellow-level soul force touched the spar, he immediately controlled the spar to drop on the ground.

The spar soon disappeared again.

Li Yuanhuan quickly shouted: “Wang Batian and his brothers have been walking in the direction of the spar!”

The King Batian who was trapped in a red blood fog heard Li Yuanhuan’s voice and looked down at the ground. A road sign made of sparkling yellow crystals clearly points in one direction. It is difficult for everyone to think even if they do not want to see it!