Hearing the words of the soul thousand anger, the eighteen people urged the thirteen demon corpses with all their might, and the thirteen demon corpses roared irritably, and the monstrous air flow swept away, and with the air flow swept away, the space seemed to be pressed by a boulder, which made people feel heavy and depressed.

Under this monstrous air current, the space was distorted into twisted flowers, as if it was about to shatter at any moment.

The noisy roar continued to sound like muffled thunder, and the eyes of the thirteen-headed demon corpses exuded a hideous fierce light, and the vitality in their bodies tore their bodies apart from the cracks, oozing a terrifying aura. I only heard a loud bang, as if a thunderbolt exploded, and one of the demon corpses burst open above the head of Xin Qi Festival, and the space within a radius of three zhang exploded into a sky of shatters.

In the midst of the loud roar, the twelve demon corpses burst open one after another, like a missile hitting the ground, and the destructive fluctuations that erupted and exploded shook the ground of the entire deep pit open, as if a peerless beast had come out of the ground.

The black mist filled the deep pit, and the wind roared like a fierce beast, urging the eighteen people of the demon corpse, with a cruel smile on their faces, a martial artist in the late stage of the small Creation Realm, I was afraid that in the terrifying fluctuations of the demon corpse bursting, it would directly explode the blood foam in the city. Don't say that the opponent is just a late stage of the small Creation Realm, even if it is the late stage of ten small Creation Realms, I'm afraid they will all have to explode into meat sauce.

Xue Qingyang saw such a terrifying explosion, as if the power of heaven and earth, his eyes moistened, and he didn't know if Qi Jie could resist such a terrifying demon corpse self-explosion.

"Qing Yang, do you think that the qi can resist the self-explosion of the thirteen-headed demon corpse?" Jing Wuyi's eyes dimmed, and he asked with a touch of worry. If he were replaced, such a terrible self-detonation, he would not be able to resist it, and could only be blown into blood foam.

Xue Qing shook his head like a rattle and said, "I don't know if he can resist it, but I believe he can." ”

Leng Qianqiu stood on top of the pit, the cold wind blew his white hair flying, his clothes were flying, I don't know why, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, it stands to reason that such a terrible self-explosion, Xin Qijie has no reason to live, isn't he his enemy, why would he feel sorry for him, but I hope he doesn't die, and then his eyes lit up, it must be because he is dead, and he can't live, I said how can I care about Xin Qijie's life or death.

The Dragon Pavilion Master had a calm and wise light in his eyes, with his understanding of Xin Qi Festival, it should be impossible for Xin Qi Festival to die here, otherwise he would definitely not come to send him to death! Although the formation formed by the eighteen people is powerful, it is far less powerful than the powerhouses of the Great Creation Realm, so he will definitely be able to resist the eighteen demon corpse formations.

Soul Qian laughed angrily and proudly: "Such a terrible demon corpse self-detonation is definitely not something that Xin Qijie can resist, I'm afraid that he has been blown into blood foam." Haha's laughter echoed throughout the pit.

The terrifying energy energy that exploded from the thirteen-headed demon corpses slowly calmed down, and I saw that in the hazy dust, a figure stood straight, with faint fluctuations around its body, and slowly walked out of the dust.

Xin Qijie's clothes were torn, his face was so pale that he was covered with dust, there was a wisp of blood on the corner of his lips, and there was a silver air flow around his skin, and wisps of black mist appeared under the silver air flow.

"How is it possible, how can he not die? Under the Great Creation Realm, no one can resist our Eighteen Demon Corpse Array, how did he resist it. Seeing that Xin Qijie was not dead, the eighteen people's eyes burst out and said in horror.

The embarrassed appearance of the eighteen people was not much better than the Xin Qi Festival, and there was no blood on the faces of the eighteen people, as if they had been soaked in water for a few days. When they saw Xin Qi Festival coming, they retreated in horror, because they used the Eighteen Demon Corpse Array, they consumed all the vitality in their bodies, so their steps were vain, and the thunder and lightning of Xin Qi Festival poured out of the air, enveloping them all.

The eighteen people who were weak and unbearable were wrapped in silver electricity, the robes on their bodies crackled and burned, and the vitality gushing out of their bodies instantly turned into nothingness, wisps of smoke came out of their bodies, and in the blink of an eye, under the silver thunder and lightning of the Xin Qi Festival, they turned into charcoal.

"Xin Qi Festival, I think the vitality in your body should be consumed. Soul Qian roared fiercely, the vitality in his body surged out, his fist smashed out angrily, and suddenly the dense black giant hands smashed away towards Xin Qi Festival in all directions.

Leng Qianqiu, who was on the top of the deep pit, his feet were a little on the ground, his body jumped in the air, and the ice spear in his hand was mixed with a terrifying momentum, and it slammed into the black giant hand.

Rumble!

The Ice Jiao Spear was mixed with the cold air flow and shot at the black giant hand, and a muffled thunderous sound erupted at the intersection place, and the violent hurricane lifted the ground half a foot! Leng Qianqiu's body flew up, and the blood in his mouth surged, with his strength, he was naturally not the opponent of Soul Qianfu.

When Leng Qianqiu fell to the ground, the Dragon Pavilion Master's foot slammed on the ground, and the ground exploded, and the crimson flames on his fist instantly rolled out, and the surrounding air seemed to begin to burn, and a huge firebird appeared out of thin air and swept towards the black giant hand.

Those black giant hands resisted Leng Qianqiu's attack, consuming a lot of energy, and when they came into contact with the dragon pavilion master's flames, they made a Caracalla sound, like dry wood meeting fire, and burned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

The black giant hand was burned to charcoal ash like a dry tree, and a terrifying flame enveloped the soul in it.

Soul Qian snorted coldly, and the vitality in his body swirled out, and the cold black vitality carried a cold cold wind.

However, the firebird that flew over, under the full urging of the Dragon Pavilion Master, the temperature was ten times hotter than before, and his vitality burned into nothingness on the spot under the flames.

Soul Qian screamed angrily, and the vitality in his body frantically converged along the fist, condensing into a pillar of light between the fists, his fist shook slightly, and the pillar of light burst out, shooting on the firebird, and the firebird was shattered on the spot, as if scattered all over the sky like a meteor.

Under the terrifying fluctuation of vitality, the Dragon Pavilion Master's body flew up like a straw, and a mouthful of blood arrows spurted out, and the ground could not withstand the terrifying force on his body, and the city exploded on the spot.

The winds that tore through the sky and the earth roared in the deep pits, the dust that swept the heavens and the earth was filling, and the soul thousand fury retreated under the fierce wind, and when they saw Xin Qijie and the others, they turned into a black streamer and swept towards the black hole in the corner. Leng Sen said: "If you have the courage, come with me, our tomb master is waiting for you in the depths." ”

The cold voice mixed with the wind echoed in the deep pit, and to the ears of the human ear, it seemed extremely poignant.

"You just wait here, I'll go in and have a look, and I'll meet the Soul Tomb Master. Xin Qijie's body chased after him like electricity.

Xue Qingyang said: "If you want to die together, no matter how strong the Soul Tomb Master is, I will fight him with you." As he spoke, he chased after him.

"Senior Sister Xue is right, we will definitely fight back to the Soul Tomb Tomb Master. Jing Wuyi smiled and chased after him.

Leng Qianqiu and the Dragon Pavilion Master stepped on the ground and swept in. (To be continued.) )