Pirate's Most Powerful Villain

With the center of Qinyang, I don't know how many years of burning hell is slowly turning into a very cold hell!

This is the overall change, the closer to Qinyang, the faster this change.

"It's impossible!" When you have a big eyes, it's incredible: "The awakening of nature!? No, he is not the power!"

Qin Yang was quiet, he entered the earth, holding a sword, and slowed it slowly.

"The Sword of the Soul, the curse ... come out, the frost!"

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A piece of evil is born, instantaneous, and the cold is more awkward.

In an instant, the entire burning hell is extremely cold!

Chapter 0108 LV6 Unlimited Hell

[The first day in the morning ~ I have a few automatic, everyone ~]

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"Sad!"

When the light is glaring, the shank is from the evil sword in the extremely cold, and at this moment, it is finally in front of the flour.

It is a heavy sword, and the sword has a side of the head. It is the double corner of the devil, the position of the demon, the position of the eyes and mouth, which disseminated a strange blue light, as if it is absorbing the soul of the week.

Shung looks at this sword, as if the soul is falling to it, and it is like a disaster brush.

From above the sword, he saw death, disease, plague, natural disaster, destruction, falling ...

"Ok?!"

Suddenly, the squared squatted, with his own amazing willpower, forcibly recovered his attention.

"What is this? I feel as long as I continue to look, I will have been addicted to it!"

He is full of face.

Qin Yang did not take care of him. He gently stroked the sad swords of frost, and felt a power of swallowing the soul.

"I wanted to be wrong before, how could the frost? How can the frost! This can steal the soul, and I can harvest the soul from the beginning, the soul is more likely to store the armored armor ... Therefore, from the beginning, the frost is integrated into my body, just need to summon it! "

Gearly waved, the frost passes through a wonderful trajectory in the air.

"Unfortunately, 50,000 spiritual soul, tall 15, not its full body, only the most basic characteristics."

Qin Yang light self-call: "However, it doesn't matter, as long as there is enough soul, strengthen it, it is also a minute."

The sadness of the cream is not the power of the four-star Lich King, then what ability will be unlocked in the four-star Wizard king?

Qin Yang estimated, no accident, is one of the "plague" and "shadow".

Of course, I want to be too far away.

He looked at the sky, then the figure was moved, and the sword rushed to the opposite side.

"Let me solve you!"

I saw this, the heart is very awkward, the heart is, "this sword even broke my night, dark villate! Why? Why!"

He is anger, anger, and immediately blunt, swallow the flame.

"candlelight!"

Suddenly, a fire in front of the front, the flame spread forward, attempted to sleep in Qin Yang.

"Is this small fire dare to come out?"

Qin Yang laughed, and the frost suddenly swept out.

In an instant, a storm is swept, and there is a candle fire in the district, and the turn is extinguished.

At this moment, the cleaner suddenly bulky, his big mouth opened, showing sharp and scam, biting the Qin Yang.

"You are searching for death!"

Qin Yang jumped up, no retardation, welcoming the other party, and a sword stabbed.

Ding!

A sword stab in the , the shocked discovery, the other side only one sword, stop his attack. "You are a bastard!" He flashed a fierce light, the next moment, swallow the fog in the mouth, "Dy death." J

In the face of this hit, Qin Yang is like a general, the left palm is extension, and the power of the frost is in the palm.

The sound of the sound suddenly, turned in an instant, and the ice is pulled up.

"The ability to die, trouble!" He screamed, once again biting, he wants to swallow the ice wall, together with the Lich king.

However, Qinyang's movements are faster than him.

When the footsteps, Qin Yang jumped up, directly skipped the ice wall, escaped the faint bite, came to the top of the other side.

"The end, give your soul!"

With a low , the sadness of the frost suddenly exudes a position, as if the swirls of the soul, starting crazy to absorb everything.

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It seems like a meteor falls, the mangosheng, Qin Yang grazes the sword, and the pen will fall.

Feeling a deadly threat, the fluttoned pupil suddenly contracted, however, he can't dodge this time.

puff!

The sad frost is like a cutting of the hutdin, and it is easy to pierce into the head of the big snake.

"Ah!" The screams of the swept, but very fast, this is called the sound.

The frost's sad infrastructure is "Soul Soul Soul". At this moment, the eyes of the sweepstakes have dim, scattered, the soul is forced to take away, restrained in the sword.

"? 500 unit, a strong soul."

Qin Yang said: "This person is equivalent to the sum of 500 people ..."

He has also harvested a lot of people's soul, but the most one, but only more than a dozen units, compared with this now, it is a difference.

"A person's soul will not have such a big difference, it should be other reasons."