"Hmph, although I may have the obligation to help the Falling Star Soul Master correct your personality problems, as a rich second generation, it doesn't seem to be wrong to be domineering at all."

The words in the mouth of the Hellenist seemed to be soft, but the arrogance on her face was not reduced in the slightest, and Zongtian also heard the meaning of her words, that is, for the sake of the falling star's face, I won't bother with you this time.

"So you think that's a bulge."

Facing the arrogance of the Hellening Spirit, Zong Tian only chuckled.

"Then if I say that the fantasy soul master is not ......."

"You dare!"

At this time, the situation seemed to be that Zongtian was rudely interrupted, but in fact, he had never thought of any words to belittle his fantasy, but such words had obviously touched the other party's backlash.

"Since you insist on seeking death, then I will fulfill you."

At this time, the ghost of the prison has a somewhat indulgent mentality, for this rich second generation who is a little underwhelmed, the best way to let him talk less is to really beat him.

Facing the relaxed Zongtian, the Hellenist finally took out his weapon, and Zongtian couldn't help but think of the last time he faced the demon addiction, he could only tremble.

But at this time, what he was thinking about was, I don't know how much the Hellish Ghost can grow?

The opponent standing on the opposite side of the sky also seemed to think of the scene that had happened in the white star, and this also caused her to fall into a brief silence.

Although he was also a little confused about the opponent's strength, the Ghost Hellie thought that he needed to save some strength, and if something happened to the child of the Falling Star Soul Master, it would definitely bring trouble to the Fantasy Soul Master.

"Look at the move!"

It didn't seem to say such lines very often, and the tone of the Hellween was somewhat strange, and what flew out of her staff was just an ordinary fireball.

Such a move directly made Zongtian stunned in place, but this was obviously just a little unexpected by him.

He seemed to have been deceived by the Hellband before, and under the other party's arrogant and somewhat barbaric mask, he was actually just a delicate woman.

Although Zongtian's distraction was only because of this, the expression that fell into the eyes of the Hellenist Spirit had a completely different meaning.

What she thought at first was that the other party was also a person who had been trained in the soul plane, and even if such a spell was invincible, it should be easy to dodge.

But from the current point of view, the person he is looking at should be a young master of the Kuo family who bullies the weak and is afraid of the hard, and the so-called experience is mostly just a show under countless protections.

It's just that no matter how much she looks down on her heart, the spirit of the Hellie is anxious at this time, after all, what she is most worried about is about to happen in front of her.

However, as a spellcaster, at this time, she just stretched out her hand worriedly, and the fireball had already hit the opponent's body.

With the shock of the other party's body, the heart of the Ghost Prison Spirit was also panicked, but it was this panic that made her not think about it at all, if the other party only had the strength of mortals, how could it be that it was only a little shaken.

"Oops."

Looking at the fire burning on his chest, Zongtian suddenly came back to his senses, and then he also extinguished the fire raging on himself before he was naked.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little distracted."

Thinking about the boy who could only tremble under the power of demon addiction last time, it was difficult for the Hellenist to overlap him with the person in front of him.

But the most difficult thing for her to accept is that in this short period of time, her mood has reversed several times. Annoyed and angry, this is probably the best description at this time.

Now that she had that haughty mask, it was clear that there was still that side in her heart, and the raging anger made her ignore it.

At this time, the ghost on the surface seemed to be just calm, but Zongtian, who was familiar with soul energy, felt that the other party was accumulating strength. But even so, he still just stood in place leisurely.

The scene just now, the full moon is naturally in the eyes.

Although she had already understood the strength of the other party at this time, Zongtian's way of dealing with the battle also made Full Moon want to step forward and dissuade him many times.

It's just that everything that happened just now is still in the category of petty fights, so she still endured the intention to intervene.

But at this time, she finally walked towards the sky, after all, even in the battle with her, the Hellening Spirit had never done such a dead hand.

Full Moon's attack is a warrior stance that is both offensive and defensive, while the Infernal Spirit is a little different.

Whether it was her slow movements or her slightly weak body, she gave up everything in exchange for that great attack advantage.

And even with such an extreme approach, in the battle with the full moon, she did not suffer any losses at all.

Although some don't want to admit it, but when it comes to attacking alone, the full moon is indeed ashamed of itself, and in the face of the all-out ghost, the full moon naturally sped up a few steps.

"Less... Master. ”

It's probably been a long time since I've used this title, but it's more likely that the full moon at this time is called this completely from the heart.

"What's wrong?"

Although such a title made Zongtian's heart rise some dark emotions, on the surface, he pretended to be ordinary. It seems that on the full moon's side, his words should already have some weight.

"You ......"

Without waiting for the full moon to say anything, Zongtian actually stuffed the war hammer directly into the other party's arms, and then he used a trick to make the full moon retreat and leave the battlefield.

At this time, a dazzling light had already been emitted from the demon addiction, and the accumulated power that Zongtian had also felt had suddenly poured into that weapon.

I don't know if the Hellbour Ghost hasn't had time to give such a killer a name for the occasion, or if she's simply that she doesn't even have the strength to speak at this time, but the torrent of chaos magic has already flowed down from the demon addiction.

Although such a move is like an abuse of magic, in the eyes of Zongtian, there is already a shadow of chaos.

And being able to use such a move in the real world, Zongtian has to admit that the Phantom Hell Spirit is indeed an alien genius among human beings.

But the evaluation is just an evaluation after all, and in the face of the torrent of Zongtian, he actually stretched out his hand and attracted the deadly magic to himself.

At this time, not only did the full moon grow her mouth in surprise, but the ghost also widened her eyes, and at this time they were both thinking about one thing, that is, did this person think that he didn't die fast enough?

However, the reality is not as the two of them thought, the chaotic and manic magic is like some naughty little animal, constantly wandering on Zongtian's body.

And after indulging the other party for a while, Zongtian also summoned the magic back into his own hands.

It's like watching some master craftsman tidy up a mess, those chaotic magic actually became orderly in Zongtian's hands, and then in the compression, those energies turned into purer chaos than just now.

In the face of that astonishing change, the Hellie sat down directly on the ground, and the demon addiction that was regarded as a treasure also rolled aside at this time.

"Smack!"

And Zongtian, who ended his performance, slapped his hands and returned the terrifying energy to nothingness, and it was this hand that made the Hellenist Ghost wake up from his shock.

However, after discovering her predicament, the first thing she thought of was not to stand up, she just hurriedly picked up her addiction.

Although it was only a slight fall just now, there was already a slight crack on the glass-like material, but it was such a slight damage, but it made the ghost forget the nightmare just now.

Looking at the opponent who was frozen in place, Zongtian naturally found something wrong, but when he wanted to step forward to observe one or two, the tears that slid across his face made Zongtian instantly nervous.

"How... What's wrong? ”

Although he didn't do anything directly to the Phantom Hell, the other party must have his own reasons for doing so.

Probably completely impressed by the scene just now, at this time, the Hellencing Spirit had completely abandoned her arrogance, and the scars on the weapon were also shown to her in front of Zongtian's eyes.

"It's just this ......"

Zong Tian just wanted to say something more than that, but the other party's heartbroken look made the words stuck in his throat.

"Maybe in your heart, I will never be able to catch up with the fantasy soul master, but I do have some experience with weapons, so can you let me take a look at it specifically?"

Taking care of the other party's mood, Zongtian also said relatively soft words. It's just that even so, there is still some hesitation in the heart of the ghost.

"I understand that this is a helpless move, but I think you must not want to trouble the Fantasy Soul Master."

Zongtian's mouth was talking about trouble, but what the hell thought of was the disappointment on Sora's face when he wanted to know that the weapon entrusted to him was damaged by himself.

Although this is mostly a conjecture, it is the straw that breaks the camel's back.

No matter how reluctant she was, the demon addiction was still handed to Zongtian by her, and Zongtian, who took the weapon, was also the first time he came into contact with the work of a fantasy soul master.

Looking at the integrated appearance, Zongtian instantly understood what he thought at that time.

Because of the natural material, the fantasy has not been carved too much, but even so, the ingenuity in it also makes the sky amazing.

Almost completely inherited the material's affinity for soul energy, and then left a concise soul energy path in it, rather than a weapon, Zongtian actually preferred to call it a work of art.

And at this time, Zongtian also understood the difference between himself and his father.

Maybe the techniques he learned in the soul plane can indeed overwhelm those soul masters in the real world, but in terms of creation, Zongtian can only be regarded as a craftsman.