After killing three ten-winged angels in a row, the wurmmon also caught up with Ye Cuo, so Ye Cuo had to get rid of the wurmmon first, and then continue the fly extermination plan.

Knock knock!

The wurmmon collided with each other, letting out a deafening roar, and at the same time holding the dark gold sword with its claws, it slashed at Ye Cuo.

"If you don't use metallic energy, you want to hurt me?" Ye Cuo sneered, and without hesitation, the magic sword slashed out.

While!

The magic sword and the dark gold sword struck each other, and with a crisp sound, a spark shot out in all directions, Ye Cuo's figure retreated dozens of meters, and the body of the wurmon also retreated more than ten meters.

"Little Miscellaneous Dragon, how did your attack become so weak, is it powerless?"

Ye Cuo laughed and said, "Haha, since this is the case, you can die soon, and then your Golden Dragon Ball will belong to me!"

However, at this moment, Ye Cuo raised his eyebrows, because he found that his eyes were burning with rage, and Michael, who was already furious, also slashed out a white lightsaber at him.

Ye Cuo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he just wanted to make a sarcastic remark, but suddenly found that there was a special spiritual fluctuation hidden in the white lightsaber.

"This special spiritual fluctuation should be his spiritual attack, right?"

Although Ye Cuo secretly sneered in his heart, he didn't dare to be careless, he didn't want his soul to be traumatized again.

He immediately urged the Soul Eater Mirror above his head, and when that special spiritual fluctuation descended on him, he immediately attacked it with the Soul Eater Mirror.

Seeing that white lightsaber flying towards Ye Cuo, of course the metallic wurmmon had to cooperate, and its tail did not hesitate, sweeping towards Ye Cuo.

With a wave of the magic sword in Ye Cuo's right hand, a golden sword slashed towards the white lightsaber, and at the same time, he used the Danhuang Ding to block the tail of the sub-dragon beast.

The golden sword slashed at the white lightsaber and split the white lightsaber apart, but a special fluctuation that was formless and colorless continued to shoot towards Ye Cuo, and in the blink of an eye, it hit Ye Cuo's body.

Michael saw the golden sword slashing his white lightsaber, his face was not surprised, his angry eyes stared at Ye Cuo, and he snorted coldly in his heart: "Hmph! It's useless to split my white lightsaber, because that's just what I used to cover up the real killing move!"

Seeing that Ye Cuo didn't seem to sense that the killing move was approaching, he couldn't help but look forward to it: "As long as you are hit by my soul holy light, your soul will definitely be seriously injured and fall into a stupor! Then, the terrifying power of the tail of the wurmmon will smash your body to pieces!"

However, his face quickly changed, because after he found that his soul holy light shot at Ye Cuo, the mirror above Ye Cuo's head suddenly lit up with a faint light, and then he felt that his soul holy light was hit by an even more powerful soul power, and it was instantly defeated and dissipated without a trace.

"How is this possible! How can he block my soul light?"

Michael's face was shocked, but no matter how shocked he was, the wurmmon's tail still whipped at Ye Tso.

Rumble!

The tail of the wurm beast was pumped on top of the Danhuang Ding, and in the next moment, the Danhuang Ding took Ye Cuo's body and flew away at the same time.

After the wurmon whipped Ye Cuo with its tail, it didn't waste the opportunity, its body didn't pause at all, it quickly turned around, and rushed away after Ye Cuo's figure.

Ye Cuo's figure flew for nearly a thousand meters before stopping, and then his disdainful sneer reached the ears of the shocked Michael: "Michael, are you surprised, are you shocked, why did I fall under your divine soul attack, but I was not injured at all?"

"Why?"

Michael's face was angry and frightened, and there was still a lot of doubt in his eyes, looking at the soul devouring mirror above Ye Cuo's head, without waiting for Ye Cuo's answer, he said again: "Is it because of the mirror above your head?"

"Ahh

Ye Cuo was just about to answer Michael's doubts, and at this time, the dense galaxy ants surrounded a ten-winged angel impenetrable, and then he heard the ten-winged angel let out a very terrible scream.

Ye Cuo saw the galaxy ant fly to the ten-winged angel and gnaw frantically, and he knew that it would not take a while for this ten-winged angel to be gnawed by the galaxy ant.

In the next moment, Ye Cuo slashed a sword at the wurm beast, his figure flashed, and at the same time laughed and said: "Michael, you guessed right! This mirror of mine is a rare divine soul attack type magic weapon, and if you want to attack my divine soul, it is simply a fool's dream!"

Moreover, I know that you birdmen are also very good at soul attacks, and this little miscellaneous dragon made me suffer a small loss before, do you think I will be defenseless at all?

Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that I didn't attack you with the Soul Eater Mirror because I wanted to have fun with you, do you think you'd still be alive until now?"

"Divine Soul Attack Magic Weapon?"

When Michael heard Ye Cuo's explanation, his face suddenly changed, he clearly felt just now that the attack of the Soul Devouring Mirror was much more powerful than his soul holy light, if Ye Cuo really attacked his soul, he knew that he might not be able to prevent it.

It's just that in the next second, he thought that if Ye Cuo was really able to launch a soul attack, then he would have used it to deal with the wurm beast a long time ago.

Michael looked at Ye Cuo, who was fighting with the wurmon again: "I believe that mirror can attack souls, but you can't use it to attack ...... at all"

And Ye Cuo heard Michael's words, but did not answer, now there are only two Decadus and Michael left, and those galactic ants can almost entangle them, making it difficult for them to disturb themselves and fight with the wurmmon, so he can let go of the battle with the wurmmon.

Ye Cuo snorted coldly and said, "Little Zalong, now those annoying little flies can't fly, are you ready to die?"

Roar!

The subdragon beast roared angrily and launched an attack on Ye Cuo, but it was reluctant to use the dragon's breath now, purely with the sharpness of the dark gold sword and the powerful strength of the flesh to fight Ye Cuo, and its attack, the threat to Ye Cuo, was naturally much smaller.

Thousands of galactic ants, densely packed, kept flying towards Michael and the other two ten-winged angels, although they were not broken through the defense by the galactic ants for the time being, but they were also entangled by the galactic ants, and even Michael, who was the strongest, did not have the energy to attack Ye Cuo again.

Ye Cuo's figure kept moving, sometimes appearing on the left side of the wurmmon, sometimes on the right, sometimes behind it, and no matter where it appeared, the golden sword slashed towards the wurmmon.

Boom Boom!

In the Great Array of Trapped Dragons, there was a constant rumbling sound, mountain peaks were shattered, and the entire island was trembling incessantly, and it was beaten out of thousands of ravines.

And the sea outside the island, like a terrifying tsunami, huge waves rise in the sky, even hundreds of miles away, you can hear the huge movement of this sea area.

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