Chapter 132: Memory Nightmare (Soul End)

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Lightning slashed across Su Lin's body, sending out a wisp of black smoke.

"You dare to split Lao Tzu?"

Su Lin's clothes were sparkling, a good set of clothes, and they were completely scrapped.

"Black Feather Battle Armor!"

The black feathers cover the whole body, and it is like a reap of death in the dark night.

The wings behind Su Lin's back made a whistling sound, and suddenly rushed into the black clouds.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead."

The black-robed fourth elder smiled disdainfully, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, watching Su Lin tear apart the black cloud with both hands.

The green tendons of Su Lin's arms burst out, and black lightning slashed wildly on his body, but it had no effect.

"Boom!"

There was a thunderclap, as if to let out a wail, and the black clouds dissipated above the sky.

Su Lin rushed towards the black-robed fourth without hesitation, and at this time, the black-robed fourth was shocked and fled frantically.

He had already been attacked just now, and in the face of Su Lin, he was not an opponent at all.

"Come if you want, run if you want, do you really think you are the king of heaven?"

As soon as Su Lin's words fell, the black knives on his arms, with the sound of breaking through the air, stabbed at the black-robed fourth.

"Bloody escape!"

The black-robed old man spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, only to see a blood-red light disappear around.

"These demons are so weak!"

I thought there would be a big fight, but who knew that the weak were pitiful.

"It's just two small characters who don't get into the stream, it's not that they're too weak, it's that you're too strong."

At this time, Mu Xue Feiyan opened her mouth with disdain, if the two demon commanders couldn't beat the sky, Su Lin wouldn't have to live.

Su Lin was just about to snatch the Wind and Dust Ring, but he wanted to see why the demons grabbed the Wind and Dust Ring.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of mutation, a dazzling light, which made people unable to open their eyes.

"The Wind and Dust Ring is a treasure of our immortal clan, you can return it."

The three immortal men, wearing white holy clothes, had no trace of dust on their white cheeks, full of holy aura, giving people a good impression.

"A group of morally reckless people also came."

At this moment, Mu Xue Feiyan smiled disdainfully, if Mu Xue Feiyan could make a move, maybe she would kill the three people in front of her immediately.

The demon clan and the ghost clan hate the immortal clan the most, and they can't wait to replace it, but the strength of the immortal clan is too strong.

"The wind and dust ring, it is an ownerless thing, who stipulates that it belongs to your immortal clan, if you want to grab it, it also depends on whether you have the ability, I want to take the wind and dust ring, our demon clan will never agree."

At this time, a burly man, still holding the enemy's arm in his hand, chewed slowly.

"Why did they all appear in the mortal world?"

Su Lin was completely messy, and when he met the ghost clan and the soul clan, it was already unexpected.

"I don't know, you have to work hard to become stronger, it won't take a few years, the mortal world will only be a mess."

There is something wrong in hell, and that villain should secretly capture the ghosts and enter the mortal realm, and I am afraid that soon, he will attack in a big way.

Now the immortal clan, the demon clan, and the demon clan have all lurked in secret, who knows when, there will be chaos.

"Eventful."

Su Lin smiled bitterly, I originally wanted to enjoy life and pretend to be a comparison occasionally, but now it's good, maybe one day, the mortal world will be in chaos.

"The breath of these people is so strong!"

Su Lin looked at the people of the immortal clan, the demon clan, and the demon clan, and the people who could stay in the field now, except for him, were all in the realm of the ghost king.

"Don't be in a hurry."

Mu Xue Feiyan was afraid that Su Lin would make the first move, and at this time, whoever made the first move would die the fastest.

"I understand."

Su Lin wants to do it, but he also has to weigh his own strength, a ghost king realm, he has to work hard, at least thirty in the field.

If time comes back, Su Lin won't join in this fun, what kind of bullshit dust ring, it has nothing to do with him.

"We demons won't agree either."

The five black-robed demons stared at the three of the immortal clan, sneering disdainfully, if they could destroy the immortal clan first, it would be great.

At this time, the fourth black-robed elder walked up to the boss and muttered.

In Su Lin's heart, a bad premonition welled up.

Now he himself is alone, and if it happens against him, I'm afraid......

The black-robed boss looked at Su Lin, and suddenly said, "The Phantom Thorn is on this human race, why don't we snatch the Thorn first and compete for the Wind and Dust Ring."

The voice of the demon clan made everyone look at Su Lin.

When Su Lin saw this scene, he couldn't wait to kill the demon clan, and he knew that even if he paid a little price, he would kill the fourth man in the black robe.

"This Terran friend, as long as you hand over the thorn, I can guarantee that you will leave safely."

The demon clan is a demon handsome one heavy heaven, the immortal clan is an immortal handsome one heavy heaven, the ghost clan is the same as the soul clan, the demon clan is the demon handsome, the human race is the martial handsome, the ghost clan exercises practiced by the protagonist, so according to the ghost clan.

"Haha, who doesn't know, the immortal clan is the most shameless, human friend, give me the demon clan, and guarantee your survival."

Everyone is eyeing each other, if Su Lin doesn't hand him over, I'm afraid they will shoot together, tear him to pieces, and fight for the thorn.

"You all want a thorn? Who exactly should I give it to? ”

Su Lin looked at the people present, playing with the thorn in his hand.

"Naturally, it's for my demon clan."

"Bullshit, you demon clan also deserve to have a ghost thorn, give me the demon clan."

"The Wind Dust Ring and the Phantom Thorn are all things of my immortal clan, if you want it, you also have to see if you have the ability."

The quarrel between the three races has formed a delicate situation, whether it is a dust ring or a thorn, it is a hot potato.

"It's better for everyone to shoot together, whoever grabs the thorn is who's."

The black-robed boss of the demon clan suddenly spoke, and his surface suddenly fell silent, staring at Su Lin, hesitating.

"Old Puff!"

Su Lin scolded angrily in his heart, he really regarded him as a soft persimmon that could be kneaded at will.

"If you want a thorn, get it!"

Even if Su Lin dies, he will have to make some bullshit demon clan pay the price.

"Haha, since you don't dare to make a move, my demon clan will come first."

Although the burly man's weight was fat, it did not affect his speed at all, and he came to Su Lin in an instant.

The huge fist rushed towards Su Lin's head.

"You want to kill me?"

"Battle Fist!"

Su Lin didn't dare to be careless, and the aura in his body was running wildly.

Rumble!

The fists of the two collided with each other, Su Lin held back the blood in his throat, took a few steps back, and the cracks on the ground were about to collapse.

"What a strong force."

Su Lin's right arm trembled uncontrollably, and the crisp sound of bones almost shattered.

"Huh? Didn't even die? ”

The burly man, his brows were tightly locked, his pure strength had already crushed the Demon Shuai realm, and in the face of a human being who was a ghost master of the Triple Heavens, he was not killed.

"Kunyang, are you demon clans as wasteful as you?"

The disdainful voice of the black-robed boss reached Kunyang's ears.

"Nonsense, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will kill you first?"

When Kunyang heard the ridicule, his face was a little unbearable, and he looked at Su Lin angrily.

"Hell Taku!"

Kunyang roared, and the floor around him clicked, shattered, and stepped out, leaving a small pit of five centimeters.

The terrifying aura on the fist crushed the surrounding tables, and a strong wind blew Su Lin's hair.

(End of chapter)