In the sky above the countless broken corpses, the three figures behaved strangely, they kept fleeing, jumping through the air in the forest, and from time to time they looked back and were relieved.

But no matter how they ran, they kept circling the battlefield, but they didn't notice anything strange about themselves.

"Smack!"

Zhao Xuan snapped his fingers, and at this moment, the quiet scene spread far away, and the movements of the three figures suddenly slowed down, perhaps because of inertia, they still sprinted forward, but soon they gradually stopped, looking around blankly.

The corpses were everywhere, and there was a peculiar smell of burning, which made people a little disgusting.

The pupils shrank suddenly, and the breathing of the three Bishop Mo suddenly became rapid, and the next moment they all turned their eyes to Zhao Xuan in the sky.

The slightly feminine Bishop Mo asked with a pale face, "Illusion?" ”

"No, it's a fantasy."

Zhao Xuan stood in the air and replied, he didn't fall to the ground, because there were two girls beside him, although Xue Qingqing looked strong at this time, but once she fell and saw those ugly corpses, she would definitely vomit all over the ground.

"Illusion?"

Bishop Mo muttered, and immediately showed a wry smile, looking at the dead corpses around him, his heart was touched, and he had a feeling of sadness for the dead rabbit and the fox.

Everything just now was useless.

Several people were bitter in their hearts, their eyes scanned the surroundings, and they couldn't bear to look directly, always feeling that their fate would be the same as these people.

Several people felt as if they had returned to that night more than half a year ago, that night in the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family, there were also corpses all over the field, and countless fresh lives fell in their eyes.

Bishop Mo, Bishop Sang, Bishop Mo, the three bishops each stood on one side, and the corpses were all over the ground standing the survivors who had lost their souls, the thunder sea swept by, and there was not one out of ten people in the entire field, and there were less than 100 soul masters of the Wuhun Hall who survived.

Among them, the vast majority of them were soul kings, and there were a few soul masters above and below the soul king, listening to the conversation of a few people, they were terrified in their hearts, and they didn't dare to make the slightest sound.

I don't know what I thought, the Bishop Mo, who directly belonged to the Pope's Palace, suddenly asked, "Your Majesty Lei Douluo, can you tell me what your martial soul is?" Or rather, how many martial souls do you have? ”

The Martial Soul Hall has studied Zhao Xuan a lot, and a document was transferred from the distant Notting City, which clearly recorded the process of Zhao Xuan's martial soul awakening, including Tang San, the remnant of Haotian Sect.

If memory serves, Zhao Xuan's martial soul is a kind of martial soul that has never appeared before, called "mobile phone".

However, so far, the ability that Zhao Xuan has shown far exceeds the level that a martial soul can carry, the weird soul technique, the terrifying thunder, and the illusion ability that is now exposed, this is not the ability that a martial soul can carry.

The corners of Zhao Xuan's mouth curled slightly, and he chuckled lightly at Bishop Mo's expectant gaze, "Guess." ”

Joke, he's not a villain like a fool, how can he expose his abilities to the enemy?

A look of shame flashed on Bishop Mo's face, but soon he sighed, the bloody reality around him told him that he had nothing to do with Zhao Xuan.

The smile on Zhao Xuan's face quickly retracted, his face became cold, he looked down indifferently, and said in a cold voice: "This is the end of the chat, now the Martial Spirit Hall here belongs, I will give you two paths, one is life and one is dead, the living are on the left, the dead are on the right, you choose for yourself." ”

When the words fell, the surviving soul masters on the field were slightly stunned, and even though some soul masters ran towards Zhao Xuan's left hand with a look of ecstasy, there were also some soul masters who stood in place, their faces were calm, and they did not move.

Among the three bishops on the field, Bishop Mo and Bishop Sang glanced at each other, their eyes flickering.

If they can live, who would want to die, let alone people like them who have great strength and have enjoyed glory and wealth, they don't want to die.

Bishop Mo's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said coldly to the two of them: "Two, you have to think about the consequences of betraying the Martial Spirit Palace!" ”

Hearing this, the two of them, who were originally a little moved, suddenly hesitated, Zhao Xuan showed his big white teeth when he saw this, and said with a smile: "Otherwise, you will die now." ”

The voice fell, and those ordinary soul masters who were originally a little hesitant walked towards Zhao Xuan's left.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, Bishop Mo suddenly rushed towards Zhao Xuan, the soul ring on his body flickered, and he held a pitch-black halberd in his hand, and as the seventh soul ring flashed, a phantom of a halberd appeared behind him.

"Thorn!"

A loud cry came out of his mouth, and the phantom of the halberd behind him merged into the martial soul in his hand, and the entire halberd emitted a black light, and under this black light, it seemed that all things were also extinguished, and the void was also solidified.

The bodies of the two girls beside Zhao Xuan were so stiff that they couldn't move under this pressure, Zhao Xuan frowned slightly, and then sighed and looked at Bishop Mo who rushed in front of him and said, "Stubborn." ”

As he spoke, Zhao Xuan's whole body was filled with a thin layer of blood and qi, and then he slammed his fist into the void in front of him.

"Bang!"

A dull voice sounded from in front of Zhao Xuan, like a punch hitting the surface of the water, where the fist touched, every inch of space was collapsed by the strong fist force, and the edges suddenly rippled, rippling in all directions.

Bishop Mo, who was stabbing at Zhao Xuan, suddenly found that the halberd in his hand was stagnant, and immediately the entire halberd trembled violently, and the powerful fist broke through the void, and it intersected with his halberd in an instant.

His whole arm trembled violently, and the fluctuation seemed to tear his arm off, and his face flushed abnormally.

"Poof!"

After a moment of stalemate, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood, and the whole person flew upside down, and fell to the ground with a "bang", and with the splash of soil, a large pit appeared on the ground, and Bishop Mo was lying in it, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Not far from him, his black halberd was forked upside down on the ground, a cold light shining on its smooth halberd shaft.

The silence is like night, and the breeze blows slowly.

Both the two bishops and the rest of the Martial Spirit Hall belonged to this scene in amazement, and then they all gasped.

In particular, the two bishops who were similar to Bishop Mo's cultivation felt that cold sweat was breaking out on their backs, their cultivation was about eighty-two, which was one level lower than Bishop Mo, if this punch hit them.

The chubby Bishop Sang shuddered, and then ran towards the team on the left with Zhao Xuan's smiling expression.

(End of chapter)