Ming is darkness and death. As a surname of Ming, Ming Tianlong naturally has its own advantages. At this time, listening to Shen Longxuan's words, he couldn't help laughing.

"Shen Longxuan, you are too naive. Our people and the Ming tribe are in charge of Yin and Yang. When you are alive, you are the human tribe. When you die, you are naturally the Ming tribe. It is because of you, a group of human warriors.

It makes the people in the underworld not prosperous. Then we only wage war, and those who died will return to the underworld. Early death is also death, and late death is also death. I just let these people report to me in advance. What's wrong?

As for Han Lingxue, she is the saint of our Xuanxuan Temple, you are not worthy, Shen Longxuan, your soul can go today, I want this body!"

After Ming Tianlong finished his right hand with a frown, the endless black mist immediately wrapped it, and it suddenly burst, submerging the whole sky.

Shen Longxuan only felt that there was endless black mist around him, and the whole world became dark in an instant, and there was no shadow of the two in front of him.

Shen Longxuan was blazing flames all around, alone in the darkness, his ears suddenly became quiet, without the roar and noise on the battlefield.

Suddenly, Shen Longxuan was still a little bit uncomfortable, and heard the sound of Ming Tianlong sounded again, "Here is the world that swallowed the beasts. My soul of war was dropped because of you, but I discovered its secret.

It can actually devour any warrior to complete the promotion. The original Xuan Order Eighth Rank Soul of War is now the second rank Second Soul and has opened this world of War Soul.

How about it, Shen Longxuan, is it exciting? Now that you fall into the mouth of my soul of war again, do you have any last words?"

Shen Longxuan was shocked in his heart. He didn't expect that the soul of Ming Tianlong was the same as him, and he could be promoted, and he opened such a terrible skill.

But the means are too cruel and devour the heavenly beasts. Is it true that his soul of war can really swallow the heavens?

While thinking about it, the figure of the Nether Dragon suddenly appeared in front of him, his arms interlaced, and the dark black awns flared on his fingertips, tearing down.

The powerful force immediately ripped out ten fingers, crossed and enlarged, just like a big net, covering down towards Shen Longxuan.

Shen Longxuan had already been on alert. When he saw Ming Tianlong, a huge yin and yang fish tai chi figure appeared in front of him, and countless crystal fingers exploded in an instant.

Unexpectedly, the original powerful disillusionment finger could not exert its full strength here, and was shattered by the Nether Dragon in the blink of an eye.

"Hahaha, Shen Longxuan, don't waste your energy. Here, everything about you has been weakened. Obey your life!"

Ming Tianlong laughed and attacked again, his hands into claws, dancing into the wind, and the claw blades were like snow flakes. In the blink of an eye, Shen Longxuan was drowned in it.

Shen Longxuan also knew that the spiritual power was limited, so the power of the flesh simply exploded and instantly turned into a golden streamer, rushing out of the edge of the edge.

"Yeah, so strong physical power, Shen Longxuan, I like this physical body more and more. I really want to thank you very much. It is really amazing to train him to such a point!"

Ming Tianlong stopped and looked at Shen Longxuan carefully, as if he was admiring this piece of art.

"Nether Lock!"

He suddenly stretched out his right palm, and the black mist between heaven and earth condensed in his hands. I saw that his palm swallowed and spit, and the condensed black mist turned into a big skull-like lock, hitting Shen Longxuan like a mountain peak. Down.

"Savage collision!"

Feeling the life-and-death crisis, Shen Longxuan rushed out of the Nether Lock's range at an explosive speed and slammed into Nether Sky Dragon with a bang.

"Huh? Phantom?"

Shen Longxuan didn't feel the slightest stress, just like hitting the air, watching the ghost lock smashed over again, but he couldn't find the figure of Ming Tianlong, and he was very anxious.

"behind!"

Just at the very moment of the attack, a voice as fine as mosquitoes rang in my mind. Shen Longxuan didn't even want to. With all his physical strength, he turned back with a punch.

This punch broke out with the triple power of Wuhuang Realm. Although it did not use any martial arts, its power was also enough to shake the void. It was stunned that a bright golden light erupted in the dark fog world, illuminating the front.

In the dark mist, Shen Longxuan finally saw the figure of Ming Tianlong. His face was stunned. He didn't expect Shen Longxuan to find him so quickly.

boom!

This time, Shen Longxuan felt that this punch hit Firmian Dragon firmly, and a smoldering noise came out in the darkness, as well as an angry roar.

The ghost lock in the sky was also interrupted by this, and it turned into a black mist again, and merged into this space.

Shen Longxuan only recovered, and the sound just now gave him a feeling of heartbeat. Even if the sound was better disguised, he could hear it.

"Lingxue?"

Shen Longxuan suddenly remembered the petite figure hidden in the black robe just now, "It must be her!"

But Ming Tianlong didn't give him the opportunity to find it at all. The blow he just took made him feel clearly that Shen Longxuan's physical strength was even stronger than him.

He didn't know what kind of mood it was. There was anger, shame, and even a trace of expectation ... The disorder of his breath immediately made Shen Longxuan aware.

"Xuanlong Eye!"

As soon as the mystery came out, even in the dark, I saw two huge blood-red eyes, and the pupil was actually a terrifying black vortex.

A tremendous amount of horror pressure descended on the sea, and there was an endless swallowing force in the vortex of the eye pupil. The interlacing between the two forces made the space here, at this moment, scrape There was a violent storm.

Shen Longxuan saw the weakness of this dark fog space at this moment.

Ang ~

A high-pitched dragon chant sounded through the sky, and Shen Longxuan finally released the soul of Xuanlong. His suppressed Xiu was released in an instant, feeling the power of returning to the body, Shen Longxuan looked up to the sky and howl.

A huge tai chi pattern appeared immediately, and this time when the fingertip came out, it immediately exploded with incredible power. It seemed to be scattered and clueless. In fact, it gathered three torrents of fingertips.

With the help of the storm and endless coercion rolled up by the eyes of the mysterious dragon, in the Kung Fu of the Celestial Dragon slightly stunned, the disillusionment refers to the sturdy blast in three seemingly unremarkable voids.

Boom!

With three explosions, the space of the Soul of the Sky Dragon became fragmented, and the endless black mist turned into a huge battle soul like ugly toad, suspended above his head.

"Damn, Shen Longxuan, how can you do it?"

Ming Tianlong looked at the huge Xuanlong War Soul above Shen Longxuan's head. His body was dark gold, his eyes were blood red, and his pupils were like black holes. His mind was banging.

"Is this legendary ..."

Nether Dragon shook his head. He felt that this was impossible. That kind of horrible creature could not become the soul of human warfare, but both the form and the coercion spread on it were real.

"Shen Longxuan, your war soul is obviously a four-legged snake, how could it be ..."

Not long ago, Shen Longxuan felt that the soul of Xuanlong Soul possessed emotions. At that time, he thought he was an illusion, but now, he really feels the anger of War Soul.

This anger is not to people, but to the other party's soul of war, and there is also a kind of eagerness to try to eliminate the other party's urge.

"Netherworld Dragon, your good day is over!"

Without the shackles of black mist, Shen Longxuan immediately rose with momentum, a spear appeared in his hands, majestic, and he could pass through the clouds!