"Jiaolong, so small?"

One of the black-clothed spirit witches laughed, "Mine mine, don't rob me, the benefits of turning back are indispensable to yours"

"Yes"

The remaining six spirit witches responded, and looked at the thin spirit witch with red eyes.

Jiaolong, baby.

The spirit of ten thousand beasts, the treasure of heaven and earth, the whole body is full of treasures, especially for spirit witches, that dragon soul can greatly increase their strength by at least one level.

The whole world has not found a few, and some have either been slaughtered or cannot be provoked, but I didn't expect that there would be a harvest here.

As for why there is such a small dragon, no one cares, everything in heaven and earth is different, perhaps, this is a new variety of hybridization between the dragon and other demon beasts, whatever, what the spirit witch needs most is just the dragon soul, the size, it doesn't matter too much.

It's not that this group of spirit witches can't tell the difference, but Xiang'er has not only seen Jiaolong, but also used it as food for a long time, and has a deep understanding of Jiaolong.

The thin spirit witch lined up everyone, strode up to meet it, raised his right hand, and a cloud of black mist flew out from the palm, quickly forming thin lines, and then gathered in the air, condensed into a rope, and then put it on the head of the black jiao.

"Senior brother is a good means"

"It's so sharp, come on, senior brother"

A few people behind him turned into sycophants and shouted desperately.

The corners of the thin Lingwu's mouth turned up slightly, and his face showed a look of pride, his own means are clear, as soon as this soul set comes out, no matter how big your ability is, you will be detained and lose your life, in the senior brother, with this hand, he can be stable in the top three.

The black Jiao was like a stupid dragon, still shaking its head and tail, and had no intention of dodging.

"Receive"

Lingwu smiled, put his index finger and middle finger together, pointed forward, and let out a low cry in his mouth, the soul set, with the law decision, quickly retracted, just strangled at the head and neck of the black jiao.

Fa Du flew over, and was about to pull the dragon soul out of his body, but he suddenly heard someone shouting, "Senior brother, be careful"

The thin spirit witch was stunned, be careful, be careful of something?

At this moment, in his eyes, black flames rose from the black Jiao's body.

How can there be a black flame?

The Skinny Spirit Witch hadn't reacted yet, normal, shouldn't it be red, white, blue? When did the black one appear? Could it be that this is a flame for the soul?

There seemed to be a hint of mockery in the eyes of the black dragon, and the black flames rose up and rolled up, and the closed soul suo set was scorched by the instantaneous high temperature, and it didn't even support a breath, it turned into a puff of green smoke and dissipated with the wind.

"How is that possible?"

The Thin Spirit Witch rubbed his eyes vigorously, unable to believe what he saw.

The soul set is not a rotten hemp rope, it is refined with the spirit of mortals, each spirit has suffered boundless pain before death, and each black line composed of it represents a spirit, the greater the number, the more powerful it is, like him, there are thousands of spirits, it can be said that he has all the ability, and all his belongings are here.

Without giving the Dry Thin Spirit Witch any chance, the black Jiao, breaking free from the soul trap, let out a long groan, lowered his head and tailed and bumped into it, just as soon as he hit, it passed directly through the middle of the Dry Thin Spirit Witch's chest, as if there was no obstacle there.

A few people next to him shouted, scattered in all directions, and the thin spirit witch who stayed in place looked down at the huge hole stupidly, and looked at the surrounding brothers with a crying smile, his eyes gradually scattered, his head tilted back, and he fell to the ground.

Spirit witches are not force witches, they don't have such a strong vitality, they control the soul all year round, and the body is the worst one among these few, even worse than the refining period of the body refiner, this time, the internal organs have been burned, and the vitality has long been cut off, not that the soul is strong, and there will be no chance to even take a look.

"You can't use Horcruxes, come out with blades"

The one who knew the matter saw the problem at the first time, and while shouting to greet his companions, he took out the blade from the storage ring, avoided the surprise attack of the black dragon and slashed down from the side to the waist.

The spirit witches who reacted gathered and slashed out with a sharp blade, swords and swords everywhere, surrounding the fire dragon.

Spirit witches are good at witch decision, but they are not only witch decision, and the blades are all standing weapons.

The flames splashed wildly, and under the light of the sword, the fire dragon was cut off piece by piece, and the body, which was only about a foot long, quickly shrank at this moment.

Breaking away from the flames of the fire dragon, the color changed from black to purple and red, all the way to lighten, and finally drifted away, and there was no longer a trace of threat.

The temperature of the shrunken fire dragon rose sharply, and the surrounding air was burned and curled, and ripples continued to extend from the fire dragon's body, and the soil on the ground was melted into crystals, crystal clear, and the ground was burned into a big bowl.

Xiang'er sneered, the magic in her hand moved, the fire dragon shook its head and tail, and stood with those spirit witches, not caring about the loss of the fire dragon at all.

In fact, as long as you take a look at it, you will find that the blade in the hand of the spirit witch is as red as the sun at this time, and at the edge of the blade, a drop of iron juice is constantly dripping, if it is not for the handle is wrapped in animal skin, the meaning can not be transmitted, these people, a long time ago, this is it, see that after a while, this blade will be completely burned, and at that time, even if you don't throw it, it will be a waste.

"Ahh

"Come on, it's coming to an end"

The spirit witches were slashing and slashing frantically, and by this time, they all understood, what kind of dragon was obviously the other party's spell, and they only blamed themselves for a few shallow knowledge, and they even wanted to seize its dragon soul, so that now, if they don't speed up, the blades in their hands are almost gone.

After all, the fire dragon still hasn't withstood the attacks of many spirit witches, in the final analysis, Xiang'er and several people here are in the same realm, if they want to fight six with one, it is impossible, to be able to kill one of them, they are already super level play, this is still relying on the other party's carelessness.

The flames kept splashing, and the fire dragon rushed left and right inside, but those spirit witches were very clever, and they dodged far away when they got closer, and only used the blades in their hands to contact it.

Finally, with a bang, the fire dragon screamed, stopped moving, looked at the surrounding spirit witches, and slowly, the body turned into a string of flames and dissipated.

The spirit witches gasped for breath, a group of people who are used to witchcraft, you let him suddenly fight the enemy with a blade, where will he not be tired and panicked, fortunately, this fire dragon has finally been solved, look at the blade in his hand, the most unfortunate, now there is only half of it left, and it will be a moment later, I don't know how many brothers will be killed or injured.

The two younger ones with poor strength sat directly on the ground, threw down the broken blade in their hands, and covered their thumping chests, only feeling that their throats were on fire, blood was boiling, and what they saw in front of them was a little blurry.

In fact, not only the two of them, but even the few who are standing, they all think like this in their hearts, but on the altar, the Witch King is still there, if you don't work hard, you don't know what kind of suffering you will suffer.

looked at the two junior brothers sitting on the ground with pity eyes, and shook his head, he was still too young, and he didn't understand the proportions, and he only knew that he had suffered a few times before he knew that in this world, there was something called punishment.

At this time, some people have already looked up at the sky, the rumbling thunder has been sounding for a long time, just now they were busy dealing with the fire dragon, and now they have stopped, so they naturally want to see what is going on.

The sky is full of dark clouds, a string of electric snakes jump and gather in the dark clouds, the clouds continue to roll and press, the power of heaven and earth gradually increases, and now standing under the dark clouds, giving people a feeling that the thunder and fire are going to be beaten down at any time, which makes people's hearts palpitate.

Outside of Li Xu, those few power witches were stopping in place to gasp, as for Xiang'er, they were directly ignored, a female baby, still looking like a power witch, what is there to pay attention to, that is, there are many brothers lying on the ground, and the spirit witches just glanced at it casually, and then stopped paying attention.

The dead are just corpses, and only the living can be called senior brothers, and these people all understand this truth.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of making a move, the spirit witch who was standing also began to pay attention to the dark clouds and thunder and lightning in the sky along with his companions.

The clouds came strangely, as if there was a feeling of being directed at oneself.

The spirit witch frowned, looked at each other a few times, and couldn't help but ask, "Could this be the witchcraft of the opponent?"

"It's a mess, you dare to think about anything, this thunder and lightning, how can it be controlled by manpower"

Immediately, someone scolded, for thousands of years, no one has ever had this kind of witchcraft, but no one thought about it, how could it be.

"But, but the fire dragon just now is not the same strange."

The speaker said aggrievedly, and as he spoke, he glanced at the glass-like bowl-shaped depression on the ground.

"Can this be the same?"

The scolding frowned, "It's not that the fire dragon is useless, it's just more realistic, can this be compared to thunder and lightning?"

"Then you can make one come out and show me."

The speaker stalked his neck, bumped against him unconvinced, and was so angry that he was scolding and trembling, and he wanted to slap him to death with one palm.

At the time of the quarrel, in the sky, a huge thunder exploded, and the ground seemed to shake a few times, and then, a huge thunder pillar hit down squarely, and the target was just in the center of several people, impartial.