"It's okay, and the teacher rushed up just now to keep our side from dying." Although Li Bo said this, seeing the huge wound on his father's body and the appearance of fire coming out of his facial features, Zong Tian couldn't believe that his father was really fine at this time.

Although he did look a little embarrassed, the falling star did not look like an injured person at this time, his outstretched hand held the war hammer tightly, without the slightest trembling, and his fighting spirit seemed to be higher. The dead soul sensed the difference between the falling star at this time, and the same high fighting spirit had become a clarion call for war.

It's another collision without much embellishment, but this time it was the falling star that shot first. Even the hammer was attached to the scorching breath, and when the two weapons collided violently, it was like the sound of water dripping on an extremely hot place, and it was constantly sounding at this time. Life and death, two completely opposite things, are like feuds that annihilate each other. It's just that the flames on the falling star's body have been burning brightly, but the dead soul's dead spirit has not weakened.

Looking at the increasingly fierce fight, Zong Tiancai finally understood what a fierce battle was under that simple iron strike. At this time, he finally understood why his father could bring such an impact to a four or five-year-old child, and let her still respect her father so much even after she had grown into an excellent soul martial artist. And other than that, it's still a little unclear to build a war hammer like that for a four- or five-year-old child, right? However, I also heard a lot of my father's bad temper from Lao Li's mouth, maybe this unreliable behavior is just a kind of wanton behavior.

Although the scars of the falling star have been repaired by the lava, even if they don't understand the reason, the falling star at this time is using the most direct way to prove his health. But even so, in the collision of brute force again and again, the falling star still faintly lost the upper hand. Looking at his father's battle, the falling star gradually showed a slightly puzzled expression, although he couldn't say anything specific, but he was faintly aware of the sense of disobedience in the falling star battle. Those attacks didn't seem to be aimed at taking the other person's life, the falling star was just wielding the hammer that had grown to an exaggerated level for its own purposes.

Zongtian's puzzled expression fell on Li Bo's eyes, and the puzzlement made Li Bo smile. Li Bo's relationship with Falling Star is definitely extraordinary, not only does he know that Zongtian was not born by a soul master, but even the talent that Zongtian showed when he was a child is obvious to him. It's just that I don't know what the specific reason is, although it is said that this child has no interest in the soul blade, but if you really want to say it, what child can really start working hard at such a young age purely because of interest? Most of the motivation in childhood is not because of the coercion and temptation of parents. Although he was only faintly aware of it, it seemed that the soul master didn't want to let Zongtian at that time touch the soul blade too much, could it be because of the changes in the family at that time?

"See?" Li Bo opened his mouth,

"I just think it's a little weird." Zongtian nodded and shook his head.

"It's not easy to see the strangeness the first time." Li Bo grinned, "Although in the eyes of ordinary people, this is a battle of soul martial arts, but for soul masters, striking iron is striking iron." ”

"Is it just striking iron?"

Under Li Bo's on-demand, Zongtian finally understood that his father's somewhat messy attack was just striking iron? It really wasn't for the purpose of beating the iron to death.

Just when Zongtian understood the mystery of it, as a beaten iron, the dead soul naturally felt the purpose of the falling star more intuitively. Suddenly, some frenzied roars were fiercely roared out under the mask, and a thick death qi also gushed out at this time, and the black gas not only instantly suppressed the flames of the falling star, but even directly strengthened the body of the dead soul.

A giant composed of dead air suddenly appeared in front of the falling star, and just the rich dead qi almost extinguished the flames on the falling star. Although the situation was so tense, Falling Star looked at the giant in front of him a little leisurely, and even a slight smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Dad......" had just shouted two words, and the falling star was pressed to the ground by the full moon beside him.

"Don't make a noise!" Full Moon's words were almost a sound squeezed out between his teeth, and Zong Tian even felt that the breath that came out with the sound was about to blow out his own life. Since Dad is still confident, it seems that the most important thing at this time is to save his life.

The emerald green light suddenly emitted from the falling star, dazzling but shining on the person There was only a warm feeling, although the people around him were like a spring breeze, but the dead soul was in this light of life emitted a piercing wail. The previous glowing green magma suddenly poured out of the body of the falling star, just like the previous flames, and like the black gas of the dead soul, the magma reshaped the appearance of the falling star, and a huge lord composed entirely of fire and lava appeared in front of the necromancer.

The hammer had grown in the same way, and now it can't be called a weapon by a hammer, it's a boulder, it's a mountain, it shouldn't be something that can be considered a weapon anyway.

Completely stunned by the Flame Lord in front of him, the dead soul even wanted to run away from fear at this time, as if he was not a short life.

"Don't move! I can't keep it like this for long!! It seemed that because of the magnification of the body size too many times, although the sound of a falling star could still be heard, the sound could only be described as a roar, and the dead soul really did not move, as if it was being targeted by a natural predator, and it seemed that he could only rely on pretending to be dead to pray for the almost impossible chance of survival.

The creature that should still be called a falling star suddenly waved the weapon in his hand, and although it became so large, the movement was still so bold and fast. The hurricane that came from waving that 'mountain' alone made those soulmartial artists who stood straight stagger. Zongtian is even more unbearable, if it weren't for Li Bo's quick eyes, he might not have been hung somewhere.

The 'mountain peak' slammed heavily on the giant composed of dead air, but the imaginary loud sound did not come, as if it was an unusually sharp blade held in the hand of the falling star, and the 'mountain peak' that was waved over was only neatly cut off a part of the dead air.

One hammer followed another, and the giants, who had been huge, all shrank back under their armor under the attack of the 'mountain peak'. It seemed to be completely lifeless, and the dead soul that had been pressing the falling star was just placed on the ground like an empty piece of armor.

"Uh-huh......" seemed to be looking at his own work, and the giant flame lord spewed out meters of flame through his nostrils, rubbing his lava-covered jaw with his hand. Perhaps it was too much time to think, but the emerald green light gradually dimmed at this time, and the lord of the flame gradually shrank. But even so, the falling star is still thinking.

Although I don't understand what my father is thinking, Zongtian has already put his mind at ease, after all, the threat has disappeared, although the dead soul has not completely disappeared, but at most it is the final blow, but it is just ......

"What's wrong with you?" I don't understand what the people around me are nervous about, and even some people standing next to Zongtian have unconsciously begun to twist their bodies because of their overly nervous nerves.

"How can you not be nervous!" Under the excitement, Shen Rin also became an extrovert, "If the soul master hesitates any longer, he will be defeated!" ”

"What's the failure?" Although Shen Rin is very excited, the excitement often misses the point, "Isn't that the same for the materials you have dealt with before?" Whoever goes up and beats him to ashes will not be good. ”

"What you said is an ordinary casting, and a real master-level soul martial is to retain the activity of soul power."