Seeing that Ye Hua was about to collect the soul soldier, Wang Lung was anxious for a while, and with a flick of his palm, there was an extra round blade plate, on the blade plate, he finally excited Wang Long to volley a little into the air, and the circular blade plate was swept out, its speed was terrifying, and in a flash, even the air was torn out of a black line, and many people couldn't even see its shadow, the blade plate appeared behind Ye Hua, and the extremely fierce wind made his scalp tingle, is this the power of the soul soldier?

"Whew!"

Just when Ye Hua was shocked and wanted to turn back, Wang Xuan's cold snort also sounded at this time, and immediately a black and white two-color beam burst out from his palms, blending with each other like a mass of viscous substance, and then, it directly wrapped the fluorescent blade disc inside. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Snort!"

As the blade disc was wrapped in a viscous purple-black light, bursts of white mist suddenly erupted on it, and a faint mournful sound came out.

Seeing this scene, Wang Lung's eyes finally showed a look of horror, because he felt that the aura on his soul soldier was actually being eroded by the strange black and white light, and if it continued like this, I am afraid that this soul soldier would have to be completely scrapped.

Thinking of this, Wang Lung also hurriedly beckoned, and the blade plate struggled frantically, only then did it get out of the black and white light, but when it flew back into Wang Lung's hand, the fluorescence on it was already much dimmer, and it was obviously a lot of damage.

"Good guys!"

Ye Hua was also taken aback by this scene, obviously he didn't expect Wang Xuan to have such a method, so he took two steps quickly, and finally grabbed the soul soldier into his hand again.

"Buzz!"

When Ye Hua grabbed it, the soul soldier struggled again, but this time Ye Hua was prepared, and the soul power gathered from the palm of his hand, wrapping the soul army, and his palm was also clutched.

But although Ye Hua said that he would not let go of the killing, the struggle of the soul soldier became more and more intense and crazy.

"Bastard!"

Seeing this situation, Ye Hua's face was also pale, he wasted so much energy, even the king dragon was blocked, if he was defeated in the hands of this soul soldier, it would be too funny, right?

"Soul soldiers have spirits and will resist anyone, but don't forget! You have the existence of the golden hoop stick! In front of the golden hoop stick, all soul soldiers are scum! If you release a trace of the momentum of the golden hoop stick, you can definitely make it completely surrender!"

Just when Ye Hua was struggling to insist, Sun Wukong's voice suddenly sounded.

Hearing this, Ye Hua's other palm flipped over, and suddenly a golden hoop stick the size of an embroidery needle appeared.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the soul power was slightly stimulated, the golden hoop rod vibrated slightly, emitting an extremely subtle humming sound, and a strange fluctuation was also transmitted along the palm, and then spread to the frantically struggling soul soldier.

As soon as the fluctuations spread, the frantic struggle of the spear-shaped soul soldier stopped abruptly, and even the fluorescence on it faded, and faintly, Ye Hua seemed to feel a sense of fear emanating from the soul soldier.

"It's worthy of being a soul soldier, but it's just an emotion. ”

When he saw that this spear-shaped soul soldier was finally subdued, his heart was also filled with surprise, and as soon as he flipped his palm, he immediately put it into the waist card space.

"Haha!"

When the first soul soldier in his life arrived, Ye Hua's heart was full of happiness, and when he arrived, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart and laughed out loud.

"Boy, you dare to damage this young soul soldier, if you don't hand over that soul soldier to make amends, I will make it impossible for you to get out of the ancient tomb mansion alive!"

However, as soon as Ye Hua's laughter fell, a yin sound containing extreme anger came slowly from not far away.

Hearing the gloomy voice, Ye Hua's face remained unchanged, turned around, looked at Wang Long, who was not far away with an extremely gloomy face, and said lightly: "Silly Bi! I don't have the ability to threaten me with my soul snatchers, I'm just standing here, come and beat me!"

"You're looking for death!"

Wang Lung's eyes were beating with extreme anger, but for a while, he didn't dare to continue to attack, just now it was only a short time of fighting, and the light flame blade disk in his hand was a sharp drop in spiritual energy, if it was done like this again, this soul soldier would probably have to be scrapped.

Glancing at Wang Xuan with great jealousy and unwillingness, Wang Long understood that Wang Xuan's strength was firmly suppressing himself, and it was impossible to get Ye Hua with only one of them.

Soul soldiers, even if they are only the lowest-level soul soldiers, for Wang Lung, it is also a very precious thing, although the four major families have a strong background, but there are also many geniuses among them, how can everyone have a copy, this light flame blade plate, even him, is only in the waste of a lot of strength to get it, and it is only a yellow-level high-level soul soldier. Now that he has been traumatized like this, how can he not feel distressed?

Moreover, the long stick soul soldier that Ye Hua had in his pocket, with some keen eyes, he could also see something extraordinary, so he didn't directly grab the seemingly strongest sword-shaped soul soldier like others, but retreated to grab this long stick soul soldier that only a few people snatched.

originally thought that with his strength, coupled with the help of soul soldiers, it would not be difficult to succeed, and by the way, he could solve Ye Hua, the thorn in his side. But now that Wang Xuan is blocking, he is helpless against Ye Hua, no matter how unwilling he is, it only makes him angry, this is really stealing chickens and rice!

This breath, with Wang Lung's heart, is categorically unswallowable!

Ye Hua stared at Wang Lung calmly, but the soul power in his body was running, and then, with a sudden grip on his palm, the previous long stick soul soldier appeared in his hand, biting the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and at the same time, his divine consciousness surged, enveloping the ball of essence blood, which was directly integrated into the long stick in his hand.

"Buzz!"

With the integration of essence and blood, the surface of the long rod suddenly glowed red, and then the body of the rod shone brightly, and the soul soldier, which originally looked inconspicuous, immediately flashed with a faint light, and its shape also changed a lot.

The original soul soldier was black on the surface, with only a vague rod-like appearance, but at this moment, it has elongated a lot, and its appearance is no longer a rough rod, but a complete long rod!

The whole body of the long rod presents a bright silver color, the rod body is straight, and the rod handle is covered with scale-like lines, and there seems to be thunder beating at both ends of the long rod, forming two thunder hoops to tightly lock the rod body.

Ye Hua looked at the soul soldier who had suddenly changed his appearance, and his eyes were quite amazing, dancing casually, the air around him was torn apart and whining, and the sharp thunder explosion sound also came into his ears immediately, even if it was some distance from the ground, it still left some scorched black marks on the hard floor.

"Da Luo Tian Thunder Stick!"

Ye Hua's eyes looked at the handle of the rod, and saw that among the many scales, there were five slightly primitive and atmospheric fonts.

"What a big Luo Tian Thunder Stick!"

Holding the Heavenly Thunder Rod, Ye Hua's heart was quite arrogant, with such a sharp weapon, even if it was not much worse than the Golden Hoop Stick, but the ordinary Melting Qi Realm Xiaocheng, I am afraid it would be difficult to pose much threat to him again!

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