Mo Qinglei's eyes were solemn, and he no longer had a trace of contempt for Nie Tian. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He originally thought that Nie Tian only had the Bone Blood Demon available, and the Thunder King Seal that his father had refined for him had restraint on the Bone Blood Demon, and he felt that Nie Tian was his opponent.

The Yan Dragon Armor was summoned by Nie Tian, and when the Dragon Soul of the Yan Dragon flew out of the armor and tore apart with the beast soul of the Rank 8 Thunder Beast, he realized Nie Tian's fierceness.

The Thunder Beast is not an ancient beast in the Ancient Era, it can only be called the category of spirit beasts.

Although it was banned in the Thunder King Seal and refined into a soul of the Thunder Beast, it had an eighth-level bloodline and was wise and psychic, but the Thunder Beast was still inferior to ancient beasts like the Ancient Flame Dragon.

On the side of the world above him and Nie Tian, the soul of the flame dragon that had broken away from the armor was still fighting bloody with the Thunder Beast.

Mo Qinglei watched for a few seconds, and saw that the beast soul of the eighth-level thunder beast failed to gain an advantage.

A hideous light burst out of the corner of his eye.

He jerked his gaze at the sixth-level bloodline Thunder Beast.

The thunder beast was looked at by him, trembling, the beast's head kept shaking, instinctively resisting something.

"The beast soul is in the body!"

Mo Qinglei ignored the fear of the thunder beast and shouted loudly.

The beast soul of the eighth-level Thunder Nether Beast that fought with the dragon soul of the Yanlong suddenly flew by, strangely blending into the body of the sixth-level Thunder Netherbeast.

The huge beast soul quickly converged and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

was summoned by Mo Qinglei, and the Thunder King Seal fell to the eyebrows of the sixth-level Thunder Beast.

The sixth-level bloodline thunder beast suddenly roared miserably, and in the depths of its beast eyes, there was a faint soul shadow of the eighth-level thunder beast, which emerged.

The sixth-level bloodline Thunder Beast was settled in and seized by the eighth-level Thunder Beast, and with the blessing of the power of the Thunder King Seal, it instantly became violent and bloodthirsty.

Nie Tian let out a soft "huh".

He was keenly aware that when the beast soul of the eighth-level thunder beast was hidden in the body of the sixth-level thunder beast, the bloodline of the sixth-level thunder beast seemed to be ignited and sublimated.

"Snort!"

In an instant, there were countless cyan lightning bolts, crawling all over the body of the Thunder Beast.

The Thunder Beast spat out a thunderball towards the Flame Dragon Soul.

In the depths of the thunderball, the lightning is like a rainbow, the thunder points are dense, and one rune after another, implying the truth of thunder, breeds from the sphere.

The thunderball was like a thunder secret realm, flying towards the dragon soul of the flame dragon again.

"Boom!"

The thunderball exploded, and the lightning and thunder light, which were ten times more violent than before, drowned the Yanlong.

Thunder and lightning carry the breath of destruction that destroys the soul of the living soul and destroys all the evil things of the soul body.

The soul of the Yanlong Armor, within the thunder lightning, quickly became smaller.

The clusters of flames that formed the Flame Dragon Phantom, the soul breath belonging to the soul of the instrument, gradually disappeared.

The soul roared, its voice full of pain.

Mo Qinglei said coldly: "Thunder and lightning, it is the nemesis of all soul bodies, and the soul of your Desolate Ancient Flame Dragon flew out of the artifact, it is simply looking for death!"

Nie Tianwan suddenly woke up.

The power of thunder destroys the souls of all things, this is the truth recognized by the qi refiners in the world.

Those who cultivate the Thunder Spell have always been the nemesis of the Evil Netherworld, and many of the Evil Nether's powerful soul arts, bloodline secret methods, and when they encounter someone like Mo Qinglei who is proficient in the Violent Thunder Secret Technique, they will be restrained, unable to release their true power and bloodline talent to their heart's content.

That eighth-level thunder beast, because it was also a soul, seemed to be unable to exert the supreme power of thunder and lightning.

When it fused into the body of a flesh-and-blood, real living Thunder Beast, with the help of the Thunder King's Seal, it seemed to finally create the ferocity of thunder to deter all souls.

"Whew!"

The soul of the Flame Dragon Armor, the dragon fire shadow that has evolved out, rushed out of the forbidden area of thunder and lightning.

The fiery fire shadow drilled headlong into the creation source well that the Earth Flame Beasts and the Terran Qi Refiners were fighting for.

The Creation Source Well was still spewing blazing flames, like a pillar of flames that soared into the sky.

The soul of the Yan Dragon Armor drilled into the creation source well, and the pillar of fire that soared to the sky suddenly began to shrink, and the fire energy containing the power of creation gradually disappeared.

The Earth Flame Beast, as well as the Terran Qi Refiner who cultivated the Flame Law Decision, were instantly dumbfounded.

One man and one beast, stunned for a while, rushed to the source well of creation at the same time.

"Psychic treasure, without the soul in charge, what are you going to do to fight me?"

Mo Qinglei's expression was proud, and he motioned to the sixth-level Thunder Beast, and the Thunder Beast that spit out a thunder ball and forced the Flame Dragon Armor Soul to flee, let out a low roar of pain, and also rushed towards the Creation Source Well.

It was clearly prepared to completely destroy the soul of the Flame Dragon.

The Earth Flame Beast that was ready to drive away the Flame Dragon Soul and roll out of the Creation Source Well, as well as the Terran Qi Refiner, changed color.

The instrument soul of a desolate ancient flame dragon has already given them a headache, plus Mo Qinglei's instrument soul that was occupied by the eighth-level thunder beast, after being taken away, it was briefly occupied, and the thunder beast that still held the seal of the thunder king rushed over, one person and one beast, fearful, quickly abandoned the well, and obediently avoided it.

Nie Tian did not respond.

The armor of the Yanlong armor that was on his body suddenly detached from him, and it also fell into the creation source well in an instant.

Since the soul is separated from the armor and will be restrained by thunder and lightning, he takes the initiative to abandon the armor and let the dragon soul return to its place, so as not to let the soul body be hit hard by the thunder.

He has no Flame Dragon Armor, and there are still bone blood demons to use.

Mo Qinglei's Thunder Beast, Thunder King Seal, and Eighth-level Beast Soul, the three are one, and they have arrived at the Creation Source Well, and they have fought again with the Yanlong Armor where the soul body has returned to its place.

"Do you think this flesh puppet of yours can really stop me?"

Mo Qinglei shook his head disdainfully, took out a thunderbolt long knife from the storage ring, and said domineeringly: "The guy who doesn't know the height of the sky has to cross the sky above my head." You could have avoided this battle as long as you retreated, but you had to find death. ”

"You should be like him, be smart, and shy away from me. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the old man who was approaching his lifespan and also cultivated the Thunder and Lightning Method.

The old man, under his gaze, smiled awkwardly.

The old man obviously has the late stage cultivation of the Xuan Realm, but here, he is unlucky.

He was first expelled by Mo Qinglei, and the newly selected Creation Source Well, which spewed out the power of flames, was expelled again, and now he was standing, and the third Creation Source Well did not flash out of Creation again.

Seeing Mo Qinglei pull out a long knife wrapped around thunder and lightning, Nie Tian frowned secretly, thinking in his heart whether to use the star boat.

The Xingzhou is not a simple flying spiritual weapon, it can be regarded as an attack weapon, which can shoot out bright stars and has considerable power.

The Bone Blood Demon had lost a large amount of death power, and its combat power was only at the early level of the Spirit Realm, and Mo Qinglei's long knife was also extraordinary in Nie Tian's eyes.

He also didn't think that the Bone Blood Demon would be able to kill Mo Qinglei, who had a lot of artifacts.

However, just as he hesitated, a mutation struck.

In the creation source well where Qi Fengwu was located, strange soul waves suddenly emerged, and wisps of gray-black soul light that were refined like silk quietly flashed from the well.

Qi Fengwu looked at the source well of creation with a blank face.

"The well that gushes out the purest soul power, which is beneficial to all intelligent beings and all races!" Next to him, Xie Yunhai, who was still draining the spiritual power of water, was shocked and shouted loudly: "I'll exchange with you!"

Pure soul power, also with a mysterious aura of creation, is infinitely useful for the souls of all beings.

Xie Yunhai also cultivated the Water Spirit Technique, but when that well had an abnormal soul aura, he decisively wanted to abandon the Creation Source Well and exchange it with Qi Fengwu.

"Don't change!" Chai Longge shouted.

He had heard that the most mysterious and special thing about the Creation Source Well was the one that could gush out soul power.

Moreover, every time the creation emerges, the one that can gush out soul power is the last to appear.

The appearance of the Creation Source Well that gushes soul power means that there will be no new Creation Source Well to show its wonders, which means that all the mysteries of the Creation Source Well will be cut off.

"Soul power!"

Mo Qinglei, who was carrying a thunder and lightning long knife and preparing to fight Nie Tian, was shocked.

He only hesitated for a few seconds before letting out a long roar, and the Thunder Beast flew back in an instant from the Creation Source Well where the Yanlong Armor had sunk.

"The battle between you and me is over for the time being. Mo Qinglei snorted coldly, "To me, that creation source well with soul power is more important than anything else. ”

Nie Tiancai wanted to speak, but the old man who was about to live sighed and suddenly spoke: "Mo Qinglei, you also want to get involved in that creation source well that spews thin soul power?"

Mo Qinglei looked at him in astonishment, "Old thing, what do you mean by asking this?"

"It's not interesting. The old man's body was lying on his back, but he gradually straightened up, his momentum changed drastically, and he said in a deep voice: "That creation source well is also my goal. I came here not to condense the power of thunder, but to contain the soul power of heaven and earth creation in that creation source well. ”

"You?" Mo Qinglei laughed wildly, his eyes full of contempt and disdain, "Why are you?"

The corners of the old man's mouth had a hint of banter.

He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it in the direction of Mo Qinglei.

In the palm of his hand, there were mysterious thunder and lightning runes, densely surging.

His palm, as if in an instant, had transformed into a black hole that engulfed all thunder and lightning.

The thunder and lightning long knife that Mo Qinglei was carrying, as well as the thunder beast, suddenly screamed.

Lightning and thunder flew out of the long knife and the Thunder Beast, like a swallow returning to its nest, and it was hidden in his palm.

The sixth-level Thunder Beast, wailing, flew into his palm uncontrollably.

The Thunder King Seal, which was refined by Mo Qinglei's father, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Thunder Sect who was called the Thunder King in the Thunder Star Domain, flew out of the Thunder Beast's eyebrows first.

The beast soul of the eighth-level Thunder Beast was forcibly stripped out and re-sunk in the Thunder King Seal.

The Thunder King Seal instantly disappeared into the palm of the old man's hand.

The Thunder Beast, which had just broken away from the soul of the eighth-level Thunder Beast, screamed in desolation, and the power of thunder and lightning contained in the bloodline disappeared into the palm of the old man's hand one by one.

The sixth-level Thunder Beast died tragically in a short period of time.

"The Thunder King Seal is not bad, but as for your knife, it's a bit unsatisfactory. The old man smiled indifferently, didn't look at Mo Qinglei again, and suddenly flew towards Qi Fengwu.

The cowardice he showed before, the submission and forbearance again and again, disappeared cleanly.

At this moment, he looked at all living beings, and didn't seem to put anyone in his eyes anymore.

"Old thing, give me back our Thunder King Seal!" Mo Qinglei roared.

A ray of lightning flew out from the old man's fingertips, and the lightning was like a psychic, across the space, and disappeared in Mo Qinglei's body.

Mo Qinglei suddenly began to tremble as if he had been hit hard, and wisps of blood overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

He crashed down to the Creation Source Well, his breath was faint, and he seemed to have lost the strength to fight again.

Nie Tian was dumbfounded.

Almost at the same time, many human races and alien races, including spirit beasts, rushed to the phoenix dance.

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