Chapter 339: Killing the Queen of the Underworld
"Hehe...... it's good to come, today this seat lets you know how big the gap between the "Wraith Realm" is! ”
Seeing the people who came out of the crowd on the side of the "Black Flame Ridge", the black-robed old man in the "late stage of the wraith" realm laughed gloomily, and with a wave of his big hand, the "skeleton monster" with the "early stage of the wraith" realm on its side immediately rushed out, and without a trace of life, he probed his claws and forced towards Wang Zong's grandfather.
"Hmph, jingle!"
"Jingle Bell ......"
In the face of the "skeleton monster" that was quickly ushering, Wang Zong's grandfather snorted coldly in his mouth, and even then, he didn't say much, and between the wrist vibrations, the piercing sound wave of "jingle bell" was wrapped in a strange magic essence, and the steam-like black mist swept towards the "skeleton monster" that swept towards it.
Entwined by sound waves, the "skeleton monster", which was originally as fast as lightning, was like a drunk man who had drunk alcohol, and his body was immediately unstable, and it was difficult to move forward again.
"Huh? Sure enough, there are some doorways, eat the old man's knife! ”
Seeing that the "Skeleton Monster" attack was futile, the black-robed old man in the "Late Soul Stage" realm was not surprised, he laughed, and between the flipping palms of his hand, a gray-shrouded ring-headed knife appeared out of thin air, and then, with the momentum of the knife, he jumped up in the air, and slashed at Wang Zong's grandfather whose face changed slightly.
"Tweet ......"
However, the black-robed old man in the "late stage of the wraith" realm, the figure of the empty has not yet fallen, and a sharp "chirp" sound sounded suddenly, and then, without waiting for the black-robed old man's long knife to slash down, a "black gold copper mace" with dark gold light circulating has already collided with it first.
"Bang!"
But when I heard a loud sound, I was hit by the superb magic weapon "Dark Gold Bronze Hammer", but it was just the "Ring Head Dark Knife" of the high-grade magic weapon, and was counterattacked by the "Dark Gold Bronze Hammer", and together with the tip of the hammer, it attacked the black-robed old man in the "late stage of the Dark Soul" whose expression changed suddenly.
"Poof! This is ......, what a magic weapon! ”
Suddenly, the powerhouse of the "late stage of the wraith soul" realm, who was still able to volley in the air, flew back directly upside down under the blow of the "black gold bronze mace" that instilled Luo Zhan's "middle stage" realm essence and pure spiritual power.
After squirting out a mouthful of concussive blood in his chest, the black-robed old man in the "Late Stage of the Wraith Soul" realm looked like he was in disbelief, and his expression changed, and he stared greedily and longingly at a place behind Wang Zong's grandfather.
"You don't have to know what magic weapon, leave the quota of the "Five Tiger Village" today, this seat may be forgiving, otherwise, don't blame Luo for being spicy! ”
Luo Zhan, who had summoned back the "Wujin Bronze Gong", shook his body, came to Wang Zong's grandfather's side, and after nodding to him, his face turned cold, and the cold light in his eyes flickered as he looked at the black-robed old man of the "Late Stage of the Wraith Soul" realm and said slowly.
"Phew! The vertical mouth is crazy, and a mere "mid-spirit" monk dares to be arrogant in front of the old man, wait for the old man to capture you, and see if you dare to be arrogant! ”
Hearing what Luo Zhan said, the greedy look in the eyes of the black-robed old man flashed, and then, as if he had made some decision, he had already taken out a superb magic weapon that had been treasured for a long time while snorting loudly in his mouth.
Then, the black-robed old man holding a pitch-black long stick, and the leader of the "Five Tiger Village" standing next to him gave a look, waved his big hand, and at the same time rushed to attack and surround it, but he had the idea of a quick decision, with the knowledge of the black-robed old man, he naturally knew that the "Wujin Bronze Gong" held by Luo Zhan must be an extremely rare "superb magic weapon".
"Hmph, Blue Flame Brahma!"
Looking at the surging "Wraiful" realm monks, Luo Zhan frowned slightly, snorted coldly in his mouth, and a three-inch-long silver candle, dotted with a slightly swaying "Blue Flame", flashed out from the Baihui point above Luo Zhan's head.
Even so, the "Blue Blue Flame" that was a little bean size separated from the "Blue Flame Silver Candle" and overflowed, under the control of Luo Zhan's divine thoughts, like flower petals, and swept towards the six "black-robed old men" who rushed to the sky.
At the same time, immediately after the "Biqing Flame", six iron cuffs wrapped in pitch-black aura flashed out from between Luo Zhan's eyebrows, and the electric light was also like it, disappearing into the heads of the "black-robed old man" who were blocked by the "Emerald Flame" and looked panicked.
In the next moment, the six "Wraiful" realm monks who were originally menacing, including the "old man in black robe", all stumbled one by one, and they actually stopped, and then, one after another, pitch-black villains drilled out from the top of their heads, with shackles in their hands, screaming in horror, and struggling urgently, but they were shackled all over the body, and the tighter they were, pulling out their bodies.
"Extinguish!"
Luo Zhan, who cultivated to the "Middle Soul Stage" realm, even reached the realm of the "Late Wraith Stage" with his Divine Soul Consciousness, and the Divine Soul of the late stage of the same level, once it was taken by the "Blue Flame Silver Candle", there was no reason to be spared.
In just a moment of effort, the souls, including the five masters of the "Five Tiger Village", were shackled and controlled by the "Great Destiny Heart Sutra", and they were locked in front of Luo Zhan.
"Bang" suddenly a strange sound came, and the originally condensed several "Wraisoul" realm divine souls were shattered by the "fateful iron shackles", scattering into a large area of thick and condensed pure soul power, which made everyone who was still stunned by this scene feel cold in their hearts. (To be continued.) )