I saw He Weijiao's tail hovering, carrying the wind from top to bottom, and the skull chain was immediately beaten into a halo, followed by He Wei's angry howl, the black qi on his body quickly soared, and the formless Jiaolong Void Soul was released from his body. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing this, the Yaksha spirit strode forward, the cyan arms struggled forward, trying to lock the dragon, but He Wei's body was filled with the remnant soul of the Yin Jiaojiao, much stronger than Yi Ming, when He Wei pounced and knocked Yi Ming to the ground, the Yaksha spirit was also suppressed, and took a step back uncontrollably, this gap directly made the dragon roar and pressed on, the huge and sharp dragon claws deeply locked the shoulders of the Yaksha soul, the Yaksha spirit was in pain, and his hands struggled towards the dragon's virtual soul body, but the dragon soul was even more crazy, and the dragon's mouth was wide open, Biting at the neck of the Yaksha Spirit, in an instant, two black soul breath evil qi rushed together like a column of water, just a general glance can be seen that the Yaksha Spirit can no longer resist, its soul breath body has been firmly suppressed by the dragon, followed by the Yaksha Spirit and fell to the ground, but it is still unwilling to give in, and this is also the situation where Yi Ming was firmly suppressed under He Wei's claws.

"If you want to kill me, you are delusional, the fate of the Yi clan is not something that a demon like you can change!"

Yi Ming was already bleeding from the corners of his mouth at this moment, but Mu Zi, who was red and almost burst out of his eyes, projected an incomparably thick sense of death, which made He Wei slightly stunned, as if the remnant soul in his body didn't understand why such a person who was almost dead would continue to release his power.

"Die!"

In this trance, several black halos flew out of Yi Xiaochen's chest like a poisonous dragon, and the poisonous dragon penetrated He Wei's body without warning, making He Wei's remnant soul suddenly fade, and as a result, the Yasha Spirit, who was about to be devoured by the dragon soul, reflexively threw out the dragon soul under the sudden appearance of the might, Yi Ming's right hand clenched into a fist, and the pure black and cold poisonous dragon quickly collapsed and condensed into wisps of soul breath wrapped around his fist, facing He Wei's body that had already flown out, Yi Ming gritted his teeth and angrily reprimanded: "Soul devouring style!" Open! ”

In an instant, countless black qi burst out from Yi Ming's fist, and the surrounding forests and trees immediately blackened and died under the impact of this powerful qi halo, and He Wei's brown Mu Zi also gave birth to fear at this moment, it was the remnant soul breath, naturally human desires, so when the threat of death collapsed, of course it knew that it was afraid.

"Snort" A muffled sound rushed with the collapse of the spiritual breath, and the Yaksha spirit had opened its arms like a giant ape mountain demon, completely tearing the dragon soul void, and the dragon soul immediately collapsed into countless black qi and submerged into He Wei's body, and this instantaneous shock had completely exceeded He Wei's remnant soul spiritual breath.

Yi Ming's eyes were bloodshot and red, his whole body burst out like a mountain top, and his right fist was wrapped around several poisonous dragons towards He Wei, this time, He Wei's body was devoured by the evil qi and turned into a cracked human corpse like a dead grass in the forest, and the remnant soul breath of the Yin Jiaojiao in his body will also collapse.

But Yi Ming miscalculated, he miscalculated the existence of Yi Xiaochen's fate wheel, in the path, among the Yi people, Yi Xiaochen is the guide who guides the fate path, He Wei, as a spirit beast connected to the Yi family's fate, will not be able to turn Yi Ming's result no matter what.

The grass was messy, the figure flashed rapidly, when the black poisonous dragon momentum was about to envelop He Wei's body, a cyan dragon soul breath rushed from behind, in an instant, the cyan dragon breath collided with the black poisonous dragon breath, and the two mighty forces exploded to produce a strong counter-devouring force, Yi Ming Mouzi locked tightly, it seemed that he didn't believe it, but this was the case.

Feng Li Nirvana stepped forward, his hands were knotted, and his soul was wrapped around the body that flew in a heavy double style, He Wei suffered such a blow, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of black blood, which made the back fall heavily, and was caught by Ao Tiancheng and Wang Zhan.

After a short period of silence, Yi Ming exhaled a breath of turbid breath and dispersed the Yaksha Spirit. And Yi Xiaochen also dispersed the Soul Splitting Soul and Fierce Void Soul, but the soul hand gathered and wrapped around the cyan soul breath flame, which seemed to show his hostility to Yi Ming.

"You're not dead?" Yi Ming sneered: "I thought that torrent would kill you!" ”

But Yi Xiaochen didn't answer at all, he just slowly gathered his breath, ready to attack and execute this bastard guy of the same clan, otherwise his existence will always be a stumbling block in the Yi clan's destiny.

However, Yi Ming is always so keen, it seems that Yi Xiaochen has no secrets in front of him.

"Yi's destiny wheel, in the end, you are in control, what's the matter, do you want to kill me?" Yi Ming looked around at Pu Mi, Ao Tiancheng, Feng Lini, and Mo Wu behind Yi Xiaochen, and spit out bursts of ridicule: "At that time, you were just alone, but now you have gathered them, God is unfair!" ”

"Shut up! , you bastard brute, I believed in you so much in the first place! Pu Mi couldn't hold back the resentment in his heart, in his eyes, Yi Ming used him completely, treating him as a pawn and could be discarded at any time, but Yi Xiaochen stopped Pu Mi behind him, he stared at Yi Ming, and said in a deep voice: 'White bone flute, come back!'

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, how could they talk about the white bone flute at this time, didn't they just kill this old bastard who was calculating the fate of the Yi clan at any time?

But Han Zhen soon understood that there were two white bone flutes, one of which had been destroyed, but Yi Xiaochen's one was snatched away by Yi Ming, this white bone flute was Yi's magic weapon, and there were twin souls in the bone flute, and Yu Miao's soul had been completely devoured by the white bone flute, but it was said that the twin souls were where Yu Miao's soul was, and if he got the white bone flute, Yu Miao would regain his human consciousness, thinking of this, Han Zhen rushed to Yi Xiaochen's back and leaked gratitude.

"That's what you're talking about?" Yi Mingyin smiled and pulled out a white and crystal flute from his waist: "But it belongs to me now!" ”

"Not necessarily!" When the words fell, Yi Xiaochen moved suddenly, and the disappeared soul hunter soul instantly turned into a fierce man and attached himself to his body, this speed surprised Yi Ming, he couldn't imagine what Yi Xiaochen had experienced in the past few days since he disappeared, and why his soul breath was condensed so quickly.

At this moment, Yi Xiaochen had already rushed in front of him, and Yi Ming tried to destroy this flute with all his strength, what he couldn't get, he couldn't let others get, let alone Yi Xiaochen?

It's just that the soul breath power of the soul splitting beast is beyond Yi Ming's imagination, and his Yaksha spirit transformation is a step late, and within a moment, Yi Xiaochen's soul hand pierced through his body, right in Yi Ming's chest and abdomen, and the sharp pain that devoured his soul made Yi Ming directly spurt blood from his mouth, so that his left hand was loose, and the white bone flute flew out of breath, and it just fell into Yi Xiaochen's hands.