After the medicinal power was dissolved, Qi Wandao felt that the spiritual power in his body had returned to its peak, but the fatigue of his arms was not something that would be able to heal for a while.

Seeing that the sick seedlings were injured, Qian Lin and Black Blood had already attacked the sky to meet them, and the attacks exuded divine light, and the power was unmatched, and even Yu Wenyang and the others released their own lore.

The sick seedlings were caught off guard by them, and with the injury, they were about to reach the end of the crossbow at this time.

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, the sick Yangzi opened his eyes angrily, staring at Qi Wandao and the others, thinking that he was once a famous black lord in the entire continent, but at this time, he was surrounded here by these juniors, and it was really a hardship.

"Black Lord, can you do it!?"

In his soul, the voice of the sick man sounded, although he is not the controller of this body for the time being, he can still sense the condition of this body, and in his perception, this body is now injured all over the body.

"Shut up, a junior also wants to teach me a lesson?" The black lord was angry at this time, and after hearing the words of the sick man, the anger in his body was immediately ignited, and he went up directly.

"Hmph! No, it's not good, quickly return the over-control of the body to me!" But he didn't expect that the sick man didn't buy the black master's account at all, and directly fought for the over-control of this body.

Seeing that the sick seedling wanted to snatch the overpower of the body, the black lord had to be distracted to deal with the sick seedling, and a battle broke out in his soul.

The black lord's means reach the sky, although he is now injured and only one-third of the power of the deity, but the power of the divine soul is still not to be underestimated.

"Sick seedling, you actually left such a powerful exercise without me!" In the soul, the voice of the black lord roared to heaven and earth.

There is no other reason, just because the sick seedling sacrificed a spiritual weapon that has a great damage to the soul at this time - the soul bell!

The soul bell is a heaven and earth spirit weapon, which has existed since the birth of heaven and earth, and is a spirit weapon that has a very great damage to the soul of the gods, and the soul bell in its heyday is enough to severely damage the soul of a cultivator of any realm, of course, provided that the user's cultivation is sufficient.

"Buzz!"

The dementor bell rang in the soul, causing the black lord's soul to be in turmoil.

After a few sounds, the black lord didn't have time to struggle at all, and he directly disappeared, he was not in his heyday, how could he withstand the attack of the dementor bell

"Sick seedling, you wait, when I return in full glory, I will be the first to take your blood sacrifice!" In the void of heaven and earth, the voice of the black lord came, shaking the entire space.

"Humph!"

The sick seedling also snorted coldly, after he mastered his body, the first thing he did was to yell at Qi Wandao: "Qi Wandao, today is either you die or I die!"

He now has a high hatred for Qi Wandao so much that he doesn't know how much, first Qi Wandao destroyed his four brothers, then destroyed many of his good deeds, and then injured him, one thing after another, so that the sick man, who had never suffered such a big loss, now just wanted to kill Qi Wandao to vent his anger!

"Da Luo Shending!"

The sick seedling roared angrily, summoned his natal spirit weapon, and the Great Luo Shending flew out from the center of the sick seedling's eyebrows, instantly becoming dozens of zhang large, suspended in mid-air, and the black divine light was wrapped around it, and the huge coercion rushed straight to Qi Wandao.

Qi Wandao's face was gloomy, and the dragon roar appeared in his hand, this gun Qi Wandao had not been sacrificed for a long time, at this time, the entire void was presented with dragon breath, and flying dragons flew in mid-air, swallowing the dragon's breath avenue, turning the entire space into the territory of the dragon clan.

"Assassination!"

Qi Wandao pulled a beautiful spear flower from Long Xiao in his hand, and stabbed towards the Da Luo Divine Ding with the unrivaled power of the Dragon Dao.

Only Qi Wandao made this blow himself, although Qian Lin and the black blood were in good condition, they did not help Qi Wandao, because this was Qi Wandao and the sick Yangzi's own business, so naturally they needed to solve it themselves.

The current sick seedling, without the help of the black lord, can no longer pose much threat to Qi Wandao.

Long Xiao Spear Flower and Da Luo Shending slammed together, two huge divine rays lit up the entire void, the black rays of Da Luo Shending, coupled with Long Xiao's dragon breath, each of them was an incomparably powerful force, overturning and melting the surrounding aura, black qi and golden energy.

As for those cultivators who watched the battle, they were even more unbearable at this time, they were only affected, and they were not deliberately targeting them, but they were still pale, and their minds were suppressed by this dragon's breath avenue.

"Qi Wandao's strength is stronger again!" Black Blood muttered to himself.

When he first met Qi Wandao, Qi Wandao at that time was very weak, and he could easily destroy him, but then a series of things happened, although his strength was also growing, but it was not as fast as Qi Wandao's strength was growing rapidly, and now, Qi Wandao's strength cultivation has been able to match the black blood, and maybe it will be stronger than the black blood.

"It is worthy of being a man of the hour who can lead the entire Soul Tower, this strength is enough!" Qian Silence also said to himself in a deep voice, now he, if he fights against Qi Wandao and goes all out, it is not yet known who will kill the deer.

Outside the formation, several old men in black robes appeared next to the gray-robed old man, and a piece of Lingbi appeared in front of them, and the picture on it was the battle between Qi Wandao and the sick seedling.

"Is that little doll holding a spear the one you chose?" one of the black-robed old men asked aloud as he looked at Qi Wandao's figure on Lingbi.

Although he is also very old, he is far less old than the old man in the gray robe, and his generation is even more difficult to describe, so it is normal to call a senior.

"It's him. The gray-robed old man nodded, "The entire Soul Pagoda chose this kid, I was also puzzled before, but now, I really admire his gaze." ”

When the other black-robed old men heard this, they also nodded, indeed, Qi Wandao's strength soared rapidly, and they all saw it in their eyes, from an unknown little cultivator to now a top cultivator in the Soul Tower, he didn't have a long time, those who were once stronger than him, weaker than him, were all pressed by him at this time, and became his stepping stones!

"But the enemy he faces is the Black Lord in the end, does the senior have confidence in him?" asked an old man in black robe worriedly, with obvious worry on his face.

"Yes!"

The answer to him was just a word from the gray-robed old man, but it showed unwarranted domineering and self-confidence!