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Chapter Seventy-Seven: Soul Sucking

The energy of the Angel Soul is equivalent to that of a master of the true essence of the fifth-level battle ability. Liu Aiguo didn't know, he could only feel that the blade of the knife pierced into the body of this purple-haired and black-feathered angel soul, and from the blade, a majestic spiritual power, like a flood that broke the embankment, poured into his body continuously.

If the battle qi energy in Liu Aiguo's body is like a small river, and the energy in the angel soul's body is the sea. This endless stream of soul power not only strengthened Liu Aiguo's spiritual power little by little, but also enhanced his battle spirit.

At this time, Lao Liu's battle qi had reached the top of the third level, and it was a bottleneck. If you rely on cultivation, you don't know when you will be able to break through this bottleneck and reach the level of the fourth level. But with the help of the Angel's Soul, this powerful external force, Lao Liu's Zhan Qi is like a black light cocoon, which is slowly cracking, and strong light is ejecting from the hole in this light cocoon, and the light is dazzling!

Carl's face turned pale, and he was unlucky. Angel Soul, this ethereal spirit body that is immune to physical attacks, is originally an extremely powerful existence. But he met Liu Aiguo, the god of death who specializes in harvesting souls and making enemies of nothingness. What is the Grim Reaper's best at, is to collect spirits!

With this sword alone, the powerful angelic soul of the God Realm let out a wail, and the aura of the king who had just been high above suddenly disappeared, like a mourning dog, curled up in the wail, turned into fleeing black smoke, and disappeared into the longbow in Karl's hand.

Looking at the longbow again, the intense black light that had been burning had disappeared, and a peerless artifact, as if it was dead, silent, and gloomy.

"This, this can't ......" If Carl's eyes were a little bigger, it is estimated that his eyeballs would pop out and jump around Liu Aiguo in a circle. The others, including the elves and the men in black, also lost their eyeballs.

This is an artifact! This is an angel's soul!

The gods are above, this man, what kind of person is he!

Everyone wailed in their hearts, and they all used two words to describe this man, the devil!

Demon Fire Emperor, Liu Aiguo, this name, has followed Liu Aiguo for a lifetime.

But Liu Aiguo doesn't care, as long as he can improve his strength, as long as he can make the military department and other thieves see him, he will tremble, he is willing to become a demon.

As long as he can return to Earth, he is even willing to give everything, even if he really signs a contract with the demon!

"Evil spirits descend from heaven!" Absorbing nearly half of the angelic power, Lao Liu's whole body was extremely comfortable, and the 36,000 pores around his body opened one after another, happily absorbing the spiritual power molecules in the air. This feeling is as if the baby is in the mother's body, absorbing the nutrients given to him by the mother, so that he can fully grow.

The crack on the black cocoon in his body is getting bigger and bigger, and the power is also surging, flowing in Liu Aiguo's eight veins, making him have a desire not to vomit or be unhappy.

So, he pulled out his sword, and the body of the knife burned violently red, and the red light was brilliant, red like practice, and for a time it was brilliant in the night, making the whole night a fiery red, suppressing the moon in the sky. In other words, this red light dyed the entire moon a scorching fiery red.

At the same time, a monstrous demon wielded two knives, and one dodged, slashing a straight line in the air, and instantly pounced in front of Karl. And this fallen elf can even count the red fangs in the mouth of the evil spirit.

"Eagle!" but he was a great druid, a natural hunter. Pushed subconsciously, he took shape, and his entire 1.8-meter-tall body jumped into the air and began to shorten rapidly, like a leaky balloon. And behind him, a pair of black wings began to grow.

Karl, who turned into an eagle, grabbed life and death, flapped his wings, and leaped into the air. The demon wielded its twin knives, and only had time to cut off a few feathers from the eagle with its blade.

"Bang!" no matter how fast the eagle flies, it can't be faster than a bullet. Liu Aiguo looked at the black eagle in the air and took out the Desert Eagle again—now it was a desert eagle with a pale green body, and its power had more than doubled.

The spiritual bullet followed an arc-shaped trajectory, like a banana ball kicked by Beckham, circled in a small semicircle in the air, and then roared into the Black Hawk's body.

"Smack!" Earth Bears have the highest defense, especially after they condense the Stone Skin Technique. But even with such a high-defense blood cow, his interior is quite fragile. A person can train his muscles like steel, but he can't train his internal organs. Unless an energy master like Michael is a master, every part of his body is an energy body, even if it is lost or destroyed, as long as the energy is sufficient, it can be regenerated quickly.

But the Great Druids don't have this ability, although their natural healing skills are also very good, but they can't restrain a dummy bullet, and the madness in the body is raging in an instant, quickly destroying the internal organs of Carl, the black eagle, and grinding the heart, liver, and spleen into pulp.

Carl didn't even have time to make a ** sound, he changed back into his original form and fell down from the air.

All the elves were stunned, what is the concept of a great druid! A great druid can easily subdue a hundred elite druids! The archery of the great druid goes beyond nature, beyond the limit, and can turn natural elements into arrows and shoot enemies through.

The nature magic of the Great Druids is quite masterful, they can use the power of nature, with the help of trees, to summon the help of nature. In the jungle, they are gods.

The Great Druid's Transfiguration is so amazing that he can even mimic the attributes of Warcraft. The Black Hawk that Carl has just incarnated incarnates, its attribute is wind. Legend has it that this eagle could catch up, but was easily killed by a bullet from this human man.

What a concept!

All the elves felt that they were going crazy, and the myths about the druids were crumbling little by little.

The most shocking thing was not Carters, not Troy, but the queen of the forest, Belle. She gritted her silver teeth, clenched her fists, and her pointed ears trembled. Yes, she was restraining her panic. Why did a great druid, who was equivalent to the top master of the fourth-level combat ability of the human race on the continent, lose to a thief who had just broken through the fourth order of battle qi! And he was defeated so badly, he only shot a few arrows, and in the end he was taken down by someone with one shot. Could it be that the elves have fallen to such a point that they are about to fade out of the stage of history?

"My dear majesty, you need not worry too much. Carters saw Biel's anxiety at a glance, and Carters, who was on the side, hurriedly comforted, "Carl just didn't show the strength of a great druid at all, and he was completely caught up in the help of the artifact. As you can see, as soon as life and death lose their effect, Karl immediately becomes confused, and death is inevitable. ”

Bi'er seemed relieved when she heard this. But she knew in her heart that in fact, this could highlight Liu Aiguo's terribleness. The power of the artifact, the ultimate power that surpasses all weapons. Even such a forbidden weapon can't help this black-haired thief, so what else can stop him from moving forward!

Carl dies, and life and death fall from his hands. No one cared about his body, neither his former partner nor his current ally. The men in black were only focused on the black and white bow, like a pack of wolfdogs, drooling, looking up at the bones dropped by their masters.

But Liu Aiguo didn't want to give them like this, he still had a lot of interest in the angel soul inside. Just half of his strength had already allowed him to surpass the third-level battle qi. What if they were all absorbed? What would it be?

If the dwarf master Sam Wei knew about Liu Aiguo's method of using the artifact, he would probably crawl out of the grave with a beating of his chest, dangling a dwarf skeleton, and slashing Liu Aiguo on the head with a giant axe, smashing the scum of this scum to death.

Jin sensed the big boss's thoughts, and as soon as he reached out, he waved at the divine bow that was about to fall into the mouths of those wolf dogs in the black-clothed group. A white palm appeared out of thin air in the air, completely composed of brilliant light, as if a small moon had been lit in the dark night, and most of the elves and men in black who were stabbed couldn't help but cover their eyes.

And the moment they closed their eyes, the arm shook, caught life and death, and threw it at Kim, who grabbed it in his hand.

"This weapon with a bright breath, when it comes to your hands, is a kind of **naked defilement. After speaking, he glanced at Lao Liu, who was a little greedy, and broke this guy's thoughts in one sentence, "Of course, head, I won't give it to you." It dwells the soul of a holy oracle that should not be obliterated by you. ”

"Hehe, since you want it, I'll give it to you. Jin, a fanatical believer in the God of Light, spoke, and Liu Aiguo was not strong, so he had to pull his beard in embarrassment.

"No one can snatch away the things of our black-clothed group!" Stygian Flame suddenly let out an angry roar, and the black-clothed man beside him immediately moved, like a black hurricane, blowing wildly through the bluestone streets of this forest town, approaching Jin and them.

The Blackcoats, the largest and most mysterious terrorist organization on the continent. No one knows when this group began to appear, but every time he appeared, he brought a bloody killing. Whether it's the military, the hunters, the thieves, or even the civilians, they all hate the black-clad men who are outright crazy.

But the black-clothed regiment has been able to stand until now and become the existence that everyone on the mainland talks about, relying on more than just madness.

"If you want to snatch back the artifact, you must first pass the emperor's pass!" Liu Aiguo raised his long knife and stopped in front of these black-clothed people.