"This is not a bad wind chime, this wind chime needs to condense the power of the fingers, shoot the wind chime, and the wind chime will ring. "All Souls Create Flame Dao.

"Not to mention, old fire, how do you think we're going to cross the river?" Jun Ling said.

"Jun Ling, can't you just fly over?" Yang Zixuan asked.

"Of course it can't be, there is a magic circle that restricts flight, and it is not advisable to take the water route, the blood-red fish in the river is the 678th hemolytic fish on the fish list, and the level of the fish in the river is far beyond our understanding. Wang Lingyun frowned, how to get past is really a problem.

"That's where the Soul Bell comes in, and as long as you shake it, the Bell will open a safe passage in the river for you. "All Souls Create Flame Dao.

"I! let me shake. Dongfang Yang stretched out his hand, his head stretched out, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

Everyone said they had no opinion, after all, they couldn't let the fool down, could they?

The green light on Dongfang Yang's fingers converged, and he hit the wind chime, and the wind chime shook, making a pleasant ringtone.

I saw that the water in the blood river cracked in the middle, and a road appeared in front of Jun Ling and the others.

Jun Ling and the others were just about to leave, but they saw that the soul bell was still shaking, but strangely there was no sound.

A white mist floated up, and an illusory figure appeared.

It was a lion, with a red-hot flame all over its body, a hideous demon figure on the left side of its body, a divine angel with a light feather flying face on the right side, and a human figure with a calm face on its lower abdomen.

However, unlike the previous Red Flame Triformal Lion, this Red Flame Triform Lion is obviously a soul.

"The Soul Bell is naturally used for soul summoning. Jun Ling thought about it for a while and knew the reason, looked at Wan Ling Zao Sheng Yan and said in a cold tone: "Old Huo, you're finished." ”

Ten Thousand Souls Creation Yan said unhurriedly: "Conjuring souls? The soul conjuring bell is not an ordinary soul, it is an ancient beast soul. ”

"Ancient Beast Soul, old fire, you're going to kill us?" Jun Ling gasped violently.

At this time, even the cold ice spirit, who had not changed his face before the collapse of Mount Tai in the past, also changed his face.

Wang Lingyun looked at the Ten Thousand Spirits Creation Flame, and his face was very ugly.

"What the hell is an Ancient Beast Soul?" Everyone hurriedly asked, looking at Jun Ling, they seemed to be in trouble.

"The Ancient Beast Soul does not refer to the soul of the Ancient Divine Beast, but a special race, the Ancient Beast Divine Race. The ancient beast god refers to the god of the Divine Beast family, so opposite us is not the Red Flame Triformal Lion, but the Red Flame Triform Lion God. Jun Ling's face was extremely solemn.

"God?" Dongfang Yang also knew that the matter was serious, they were facing the soul of God?

"Jun Ling, should we consider running away?" Dongfang Yang cautiously proposed.

"Nonsense, of course it ran away. Jun Ling rolled his eyes, took Han Bingling's hand and ran.

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly smeared oil on the soles of their feet and caught up with Jun Ling and the others.

"Ten Thousand Spirits Creation Flame, what do you mean by this!" Jun Ling looked coldly at the Ten Thousand Spirits Creation Flame that stopped them, and there was a cold killing intent in his eyes.

"Jun boy, calm down, calm down. "Ten Thousand Souls Creation Flame was really scared this time, and Jun Boy was really angry.

"All Souls Creation Flame, you'd better give me a satisfactory answer. Jun Ling looked at the Ten Thousand Souls Creation Flame, hooked his lips and smiled evilly, and a big hand of Xuan Li grabbed the Ten Thousand Spirits Creation Flame.

"Jun Ling, calm down!" "Ten Thousand Spirits Creation Flame was trapped in Xuanli's hands and shouted in horror, he really wanted to destroy it.

"Ling, listen to the words of the Ten Thousand Spirits Creation Flame. Han Bing Ling hurriedly stopped Jun Lingdao.

"Hmph!" Jun Ling let go of the Ten Thousand Spirits Creation Flame.

All Souls Creation Flame breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay, it's okay, it's still alive.

"What is your explanation?" Jun Ling stood with his hands in his hands and said coldly.

"The strength of this ancient beast soul is twice the strength of the person who rings the soul bell, and the king beast extreme realm is exactly the same. "Ten Thousand Spirits Creation Flame said quickly, for fear that it would be destroyed by Jun Ling if it was slower.

"Twice as much, it's okay, the strength of the Red Flame Tri-Form Lion God is only about the same as mine. Jun Ling estimated in his heart, and his expression softened a little.

Seeing that the crisis was solved, Wan Ling Zao Sheng Yan hurriedly burrowed into Jun Ling's body, and he still had palpitations in his heart, and he really couldn't mess with Jun Boy.

As everyone knows, this is just Jun Ling beating him.

Jun Ling and the others then crossed the blood river with ease, looking at the soul of the Red Flame Triformal Lion God who was not moving in front of them.

It looks almost the same as the Red Flame Triformal Lion, the only two differences are that the Red Flame Triform Lion God has eight wings on his back, and the flames on his body are not red, but flames that are constantly changing in color.

"Everyone, be careful. Jun Ling held the Yuan Sword against the Red Flame Three-Form Lion God.

The Red Flame Triformal Lion God looked at Jun Ling and the others and said coldly: "Stupid mortal beast, although this soul bell only attracted one millionth of my strength, it is not something that you and other mortal beasts can fight against. ”

"Spoken?" Dongfang Yang was a little surprised, it was the first time he saw other divine beasts talking except for them and the people of the gods and demons clan.

"I am the supreme god, and even the right to speak is given by us. "The Red Flame Three-Form Lion God looks down on all things.

"Let's get over. Jun Ling said coldly.

"This is not good, the summoning bell of the soul bell requires me to hold this place and not be easily passed by. The Red Flame Triformal Lion God turned into a man and smiled.

"Let's fight!" Jun Ling held the Xuanjian in his hand, and Xuanli was dyed with the Xuanjian and took the lead in attacking.

The Red Flame Triformal Lion God calmly clamped the tip of Jun Ling's Xuanjian sword with his fingers.

Jun Ling directly retreated, and the strength of the Red Flame Tri-Form Lion God was a little higher than he had expected.

The eight wings on the man's back grew out, staring at Jun Ling and the others from above, in his eyes, these people were ants that could be played with at any time.

"You're just a soul of about my strength right now, not a god. Jun Ling stared coldly at the Red Flame Three-Form Lion God.

"Beasts, you know nothing of the power of God. The Red Flame Triformal Lion God sneered and took out a heavy sword with blue flames all over his body from the void.

"God's Flame Punishment. The Red Flame Triformal Lion God picked it up, and a bohemian smile appeared on his face.

"Whew!" the heavy sword slashed down with blue flames.

Jun Ling hurriedly dodged.

"Bang!" the heavy sword slashed to the ground, and the flame sword qi slashed across the earth, and after directly cutting the blood river in half, it continued to move away.

Jun Ling swallowed his saliva, this Ten Thousand Spirits Creation Flame is too pit, this blow hits him, and he will turn into ashes.

This is a little depressing, obviously the same strength, but he may not be able to hurt the opponent, on the other hand, the opponent can easily send him to hell.

"Mortal beast, know my power! It's still too late to retreat. The Red Flame Triformal Lion God "kindly" reminded.

"Heh!" everyone sneered, this power is indeed powerful, but it is not invincible.

"Heart of Red Flame: Sword of the Skybreaker. "One after another, it shot out from all directions.

The heavy sword flame of the Red Flame Triformal Lion God burned brightly, and it swung around in a circle.

"Bang, bang!" The sword qi shattered one after another, and even the sword qi shuttling through the space was shattered.

Seeing this, Han Bingling wanted to step forward to help.

"I can do it on my own. Jun Ling licked his lips wickedly and said.

Such an opponent really makes his blood boil.

Han Bingling's footsteps paused, but his mind was more concentrated, just in case.

"Mortal beast, I will make you regret your contempt for the power of God. The Red Flame Triformal Lion God roared angrily.

"Piercing Sword. In response to him was Jun Ling's cold and merciless attack.

"Bang. "The Red Flame Triformal Lion God used his heavy sword to block Jun Ling's attack.

The Xuan Force on the soles of Jun Ling's feet condensed, and one foot slashed across the chin of the Red Flame Tri-Form Lion God.

I saw that the soul of the Red Flame Triformal Lion God was missing a tiny wisp.

The Xuanli dagger condensed from the soles of Jun Ling's feet dissipated, and he stood on the ground, looking coldly at the Red Flame Three-Form Lion God, and the Ten Thousand Spirits Creation Flame on the Xuanjian in his hand was burning.

It will be a collision of fire and fire.

The Red Flame Triformal Lion God had an angry face, and the opponent clearly knew how to deal with a soul force.

"Roar!" the Red Flame Tri-Form Lion God roared, his whole body was scorching, and red flames erupted from the mouth of the Red Flame Tri-Form Lion God.

Jun Ling waved the Xuanjian in his hand, and the Ten Thousand Spirits Creation Flame burned, directly cutting the flame in half.

Jun Ling Xuanjian slashed towards the heavy sword, and the turquoise flames devoured the flames on the heavy sword.

The Red Flame Triformal Lion God flew away with a punch, and Jun Ling hurriedly turned sideways.

The fist wind brushed Jun Ling's cheek, creating a scar on Jun Ling's side face.

Jun Ling wiped the blood away, and his whole body was full of fiery red Xuan power, and Jun Ling could only choose to make up for the gap in the level.

Fortunately, the Red Flame Triformal Lion God is only a soul body, and it can't spontaneously ignite Xuan power, otherwise Jun Ling would not have arrogantly proposed a heads-up.

Jun Ling's left-hand Yuan Sword appeared, and the Void Illusory Flame burned on it.

Jun Ling's body moved quickly, and the Nine Yin Xuanying Shadow Step was used in the fast running, only to see Jun Ling running together for ten years, and the scene was very spectacular.

Jun Ling Xuanjian swung at the Red Flame Three-Form Lion God, and the flames on the Yuan Sword in his left hand were scorching, and the ten lights cut out.

The flames on the Red Flame Three-Form Lion God Heavy Sword scorched, and a sword slashed towards the Xuan Sword, and a flame palm print in his left hand was slapped out, resisting Jun Ling's attack.

Jun Ling smiled, and Xuanyuan's sword qi used the indulgent sword at the same time, and countless sword qi struck out.

The Red Flame Triad hurriedly turned its flames into a shield to block the attack.

Jun Ling opened his bow left and right, and two Henggu palms were slapped.

The Red Flame Three-Form Lion God was caught off guard, and the soul condensed into the body was a little illusory.

"Looks like I'm underestimating you. The Red Flame Three-Form Lion sneered, the heavy sword in his hand was raised, and the flames devoured Jun Ling in the twilight.

"Huh!" Jun Ling clenched the Xuanjian with both hands, and a sword struck the chest of the Red Flame Tri-Form Lion God, and the Ten Thousand Spirits Creation Flame and the Void Phantom Flame burned on Jun Ling's side at the same time, preventing the invasion of the flames.

"God's Flame Punishment. The heavy sword slashed at Jun Ling with lightning speed.

Jun Ling immediately used a Xuan Shadow to move behind the Red Flame Tri-Form Lion God, and the Flame Flash and Heng Gu Palm were used almost at the same time.

"Bang!" Jun Ling hurriedly retreated, dodging the sudden heavy sword attack of the Red Flame Tri-Form Lion God.

"Huh!" the piercing sword unleashed, stabbing into the illusory chest of the Red Flame Triformal Lion God.

If it is a physical blow, it is enough to seriously injure the opponent, but the soul power is impossible.

Jun Ling withdrew the Xuanjian on the chest of the Red Flame Tri-Form Lion God, and dodged the heavy sword with a backflip, and at the same time, the Yuan Sword appeared, flickering with a cold light and slashing towards the Red Flame Tri-Form Lion God.

"Mortal beast, you are very powerful, I wonder if you can still be like this in front of me in front of the three forms?" The Red Flame Triformal Lion God roared, his whole body was scorching, and the three figures slowly appeared in Jun Ling's line of sight.