Like a terrible black hole, the phantom body automatically absorbs the surrounding thunder, fire, black hair, dark hair and horrible black hair, which makes people feel shocked!
In particular, his red and dense eyes make people see that there is a feeling that the Yuan gods are going to make their way out!
"This is Cang Lang Yuan Shen, and his Yuan Shen is not affected!"
Column old suddenly breath the air conditioning.
Even if he was knowledgeable, he was shocked and surprised by Xiao Yu’s strange form! ? It’s the first time he’s seen a friar whose body is completely independent from Yuan Shen!
What kind of magical power is this?
The little boy is also startled to stare big eyes directly, looking at the black magic shadow that emerges in all LeiGuang. It’s hard to believe that the magic shadow body suddenly disappeared and directly appeared in front of him not far away.
As soon as the little boy’s face changed, he hurried back and instantly appeared thousands of feet away.
"You … are you Cang Lang?"
He gulped down.
The demon soul stared at him coldly and said nothing.
"Play tricks, you burn it for me!"
The little boy face a nu mouth to drink a way
The magic soul hands suddenly raised his front and quickly paddled a layer of weird power to spread out directly.
As soon as the little boy’s cursing power approached the demon soul, it was instantly shattered by a terrible force.
"death!"
The devil raised his finger and pointed to the little boy.
The necromancy!
As soon as the little boy’s face changed, he suddenly felt a terrible destructive force directly impacting his Yuan God.
His body changed for hundreds of times in a flash, and suddenly his palm was raised and a strange raven swept away.
Boom!
Collapse and roar!
Xiao Yu’s death force was directly wiped out by him.
The little boy stared at the devil’s soul with a surprised face and said, "Do you know soul-mourning?"
The demon soul stared at the little boy coldly.
The little boy was so angry that his finger suddenly raised and shouted "disease!" "
Boom ? Trembling, a black altar appeared, and the strange surface was densely engraved with mysterious symbols. There were also many prehistoric birds and beasts, and there were few Fiona Fang floating in the altar a few meters.
The little boy’s body flashed off the altar, and a bite of wood blade’s battle sword appeared in his palm, stabbing Xiao Yu.
Brush brush!
Hundreds of ravens swept away in an instant, and the horror was unpredictable and rushed towards the demon soul.
These are all curses. It’s weirder than being touched by a trace.
The devil’s soul body shook continuously and shuttled through these dark lights, and none of them swept through his body.
"Call the magic solution!"
The magic soul body came to suddenly eyes light embarrassed staring at the little boy cold drink a way.
Hum!
As soon as the little boy’s mind shook, it appeared for a short time, and thousands of images emerged, which would crush his mind. Seeing that he was about to be swallowed up by the dreamland, suddenly he reacted with a tingle to reveal a shocking color.
As soon as his palm turned, a palm-sized scarecrow appeared, and his face was covered with runes.
He pushed the scarecrow forward and automatically emerged from the void.
With a sword and a pointed hair, he shouted, "Cang Lang, do you dare to promise when I call you?"
The demon soul glanced at him with a cold face, and suddenly raised his hand and pointed at him. "Die!"
The little boy showed shock, hurriedly huffed and waved wood blade towards the imaginary point.
Boom
A dark hole appeared in the virtual depression instantly.
He was furious!
Will this Cang Lang play his cards according to the routine? Come on, give him a hard time!
It’s all soul attacks. It seems that there may be nothing. One of the dangerous moves he knows will make him lose his combat effectiveness! ? This Cang Lang is weird and terrible. The soul attack is no weaker than their bereaved family!
"Cang Lang, do you dare to promise when I call you?"
The little boy continued to drink a way
Boom
The devil’s soul is another point. The little boy hurriedly defends himself.
A dark hole appeared again.
"Cang Lang, I call you a you …"
Boom
The death force of the demon soul rushed to the little boy again and wood blade resisted again.
He went backwards by the earthquake, blanched and embarrassed.
"Cang Lang I …"
Boom
The little boy spit out a mouthful of blood and flew straight out of the altar. He was more angry than swearing, "Cang Lang, I fuck your grandmother!"
Brush! ? The demon soul suddenly got up and his eyes were bright. He stared at the little boy coldly and said, "The necromancy!" "
The little boy’s face suddenly changed dramatically, and he suddenly felt a more terrible death force enveloped him. He bit his tongue and hurriedly sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood on the straw in front of him. The straw suddenly came alive and quickly enlarged directly when he punched Xiao Yu in front.
Chapter two thousand three hundred and sixteen Breakthrough