Two loud roars, accompanied by a few terrible howls.

Wen Chuan turned his head with difficulty, but what entered his eyes was a demonized demon beast flying wildly in the air, and there were even fragments of flesh and blood stumps.

"Your subordinates were blown away by the roaring bomb of the big lion, and you are not angry?"

Wen Chuanting turned his head and spat out a series of words briskly.

"Humph!"

What answered him was a cold snort from the remnant soul, and there was nothing else to say.

Of course, this is just the language spoken, and the five demonic qi dragons who squeezed their bodies hard and squeezed their bodies fiercely did not count.

As the five demonic qi dragons tightened, the body formed by the condensation of demonic qi made the sound of flesh rubbing in the squeezing, mixed with the creaking and howling of bones colliding, facing the bones and wailing for help, asking Chuanting was not indifferent, his distorted face and painful expression showed that he was not happy now.

"Roar!"

The pain of asking Chuanting seemed to be transmitted to the big lion, a loud roar shook the heavens and the earth, shattering the demonic energy in front of him, and in the smoke, the big lion's body that was obviously doubled in size slowly walked out of it, and his thick legs and feet fell to the ground, making a roaring loud noise, and with the footsteps, the earth was trembling and wailing.

The demonic qi all over the body is permeated, like a raging flame burning, the ten-zhang tall body is steaming with hot air, and the surging demonic qi suppresses the smoke-like demonic qi, I don't know whether it is a fierce exercise, or a sudden relaxation of the body restrictions, so that the body can return to its original appearance, in the eyes of Wen Chuanting, every inch of the big lion's skin trembles under the thick hair.

Sou!

Without warning, one of the big lion's front legs suddenly extended, and the old arm was long, breaking through the restrictions given to living beings by heaven and earth, and its huge claws grabbed at the remnant soul.

Regardless of the punishment and asking Chuanting, the expression of the remnant soul was already solemn from the moment the big lion transformed, a pair of eyes were extraordinary, and the rapidly flicking fingers suddenly stopped, and the void clenched into a fist, and a huge amount of demonic energy surged between the palms of the void grip.

Thin bolts of lightning flickered, piercing the air and making a popping sound, and a pitch-black axe gradually condensed in the palm of his hand.

"Die!"

The giant claw was so close that the giant axe in the remnant soul's hand was already condensed, and the dark light flashed, and the giant axe cut through a mysterious arc, slashing straight towards the giant claw that was caught.

Qiang Qiang ......

The claw shadow and the axe shadow flew over, and in the blink of an eye, it had collided a thousand times.

"So he made the axe!"

Just saw the remnant soul condense into an axe, and then this thought arose, and before the thought dissipated, the two were already intimately colliding.

"Fortunately, the skill was not sealed, otherwise I would really have mistakenly thought that the two just collided!"

The time was short, the axe claws collided continuously, thousands of collisions occurred in an instant, the sound did not have time to be completely transmitted, and when it really reached the human ear, it was as if it had only collided once, and the flying claw axes seemed to be rolling and dodging each other.

Fast, fast, fast, there were only two afterimages left, and with the cultivation of asking Chuanting, he couldn't see the movements of the two clearly, and there was only a continuous sound of gold and iron colliding in his ears.

The demonic flames were surging, the demonic qi was rolling, mixed together, and occasionally the five sharp claws pierced out, cutting five pitch-black cracks in the air, or there was a dark axe blade cutting through the arc of the mystery, cutting the monstrous demonic flames and demonic qi into a ravine, and in an instant, they quickly disappeared.

I don't know when, the five demonic dragons that restrained Wen Chuanting broke away from the remnant soul, and the five huge heads each stared at a pair of big scarlet eyes, but the tail was stretched out of nowhere.

The demonic dragon broke away from the remnant soul, but it was still controlled by the remnant soul consciousness, and firmly bound Wen Chuanting in place.

If it weren't for this, in the high-speed movement, Wen Chuanting was a small tail, not to mention hindering the exertion of the strength of the remnant soul, just the speed that was so fast that only one afterimage was left could make the whole body restrained Wen Chuanting unbearable.

If you are a mortal, in the high-speed rotation movement, you are already dizzy, vomiting, dyspnea symptoms appear, under the action of centrifugal force, the blood circulating in the blood vessels is biased to one side, and the comprehensive use causes dizziness and brain swelling, and may even be fatal.

The demonic dragon broke away from the remnant soul, and asked Chuanting not to be in the above danger, but he was unaware of the current situation, and his expression was nervous and focused on the battle of one demon and one demon.

The big lion roared again and again, and every time he swung his claws, he roared loudly, and the big claws collided with the dark axe of the remnant soul, flipped and turned his wrist between square inches, or palm or fist, or scratch or scratch, and the five claws that poked out his fingertips or hooked or teased.

The pitch-black axe seems to be heavy, and in the hands of the remnant soul, it is no different from an embroidery needle, flying up and down, swaying from side to side, only to see the afterimage but not the real body.

The huge palm print condensed by the demonic qi broke through the diffuse of the demonic flame and the demonic qi, and suddenly appeared outside, followed by a huge furry palm that was twice as small, and the sharp claw tips tore through the air and pierced the space.

The fast-moving figure suddenly became clear, and the pitch-black figure of the remnant appeared, suddenly paused in mid-air for a moment, and then quickly rushed to the right.

"He's hurt!"

Asked Chuanting was pleasantly surprised, his eyes followed the hurricane remnant soul closely, and his dripping gaze quickly swept over the remnant soul, looking for the place where he was injured.

"The left rib was cut open by a big lion!"

Seeing the bloody wounds on the remnant soul's body, a bright smile bloomed on Wen Chuanting's face.

In a moment, Wen Chuanting's face appeared painfully distorted, and a pair of eyes swelled again. Severe pain came from the limbs, waist, abdomen, and neck, and there was a sharp pain in the six places, and the dragon with the condensation of demonic qi shrank his body with a hideous smile, strangling his flesh and blood desperately.

The bulging eyes watched as the sebum of the pink palm turned purple-red and purple-red, gradually turning to black.

"Roar!"

The big lion roared, with a smile that bordered on insolence.

Attention was temporarily shifted from the pain, and a black shadow flew with a whistling, almost close to the ear, and the wind tore the skin of the pinna with a fierce blow, and the sharp breath cut through a strand of loose long hair.

"The remnant soul was hit again, and the axe was knocked away by the great lion!"

"Huh!"

The drumming eyes chased after the loud shout, and the remnant soul that flipped in the air was stunned in the air, the big mouth had not yet been closed, and the slender palm was already open, and he grabbed and shrank at Wen Chuanting.

"He's going to be a killer!"

As soon as the thought appeared, there was a whistling in my ears, and a black shadow shot through my ears, rushing into the hands of the remnant soul.

A cloud of demonic energy, swirling and wriggling, had condensed in the shape of an axe in the hands of the remnant soul in a moment.

"He's inhaling demonic energy and recycling it?"

Although he didn't see the scene behind him, but looking at the embarrassed appearance of the remnant soul and his current movements, it is not difficult to guess that he dismantled the magic axe that flew away from his hand and recovered and condensed it again.

His gaze hovered over the bloody body of the remnant soul for a moment, "The remnant soul is injured, it is very serious, so that it makes him unable to move, and the residual strength is not enough to deal with the angry big lion, he needs all his strength, use every bit of strength as much as possible!"

In the blink of an eye, Wen Chuanting had already thought through it, and his eyes were full of joy called hope.

He saw it, he saw the hope that he was about to escape the clutches.

"As long as the big lion has more strength, the remnant soul of the beating can't take care of himself, so that I can have hope of escaping!"

His lips squirmed twice, and finally swallowed the words that he was about to spit out, "I still don't want to ask for trouble, now opening my mouth to support the big lion is tantamount to stimulating the remnant soul, let him stand up to himself in a rage, this rain is no different from killing himself!"

Wen Chuanting was silent, but his eyes stared at the two people in the battle without blinking, "Wait and watch the development of the situation, wait for the opportunity to escape, as long as the remnant soul is defeated and dies, the five demonic qi that binds me will dissipate, and when the time comes, the dragon will swim in the sea, and the tiger will enter the deep mountains, and it will be heavy freedom!"

"However, now that he is bound by the remnant soul, he must be careful of jumping off the wall. ”

Rolling his eyes with difficulty, looking for a way out, "The remnant soul is not a fool, he will definitely not fight the big lion without any chance of life, and when he is unstoppable, he will choose to escape!"

Looking outside the battlefield, the demonized demon beast squatting in a circle hovered for a moment, "It shouldn't have reached his limit now, otherwise this group of little brothers will not be so quiet, if it endangers life and death, with the heart of the remnant soul, it will definitely push this group of cannon fodder onto the road of death, whether it is to help him besiege the big lions, or to leave them in the way of escape." ”

"He should still have some hole cards!"

Maybe it's because he is confident that he can't escape his means, or maybe he has no time to take care of it for the time being, and he tightens the five-headed demonic dragon that asks Chuanting, and I don't know when he has relaxed the shackles of asking Chuanting.