"Dragon Armor Eight Gates, fully open!" Su Dong shouted violently, and then entered a realm similar to divine determination, his eyes were closed, but his spiritual power was surging like a crazy tide.

Rumble~

Rumble~

I can't tell if this is Su Dong's heartbeat or the echo brought by spiritual power, in short, this is the strength of spiritual power that everyone has never seen before! It seems that powerful spiritual power is about to gush out from Su Dong's body!

Luo Lin, Phantom Rain, they all looked shocked, the strongest secret technique Su Dong had ever used?Double Dragon Thunder?Or was it even more powerful than Double Dragon Thunder!?

"Qimen Secret Technique!Soul Burning, Chanting!" After a few seconds, Su Dong opened his eyes and said loudly.

I saw that all the thirty-two keels of Su Dong's magic weapons flew up, and the originally miserable white keels had a deep black for some reason, this black was like a strange reptile, and it was like a black firework burning.

As the keel flew up, the speed became faster and faster, the range became larger and larger, and the sound of the keel quickly tearing through the air was really like a chant from a distant time and space, and the atmosphere of the soul hall was getting more and more serious, and those black strange creatures did not dare to move anymore, and even the catastrophe left them with only surprise.

Thirty-two dragon bones passed through the dark color, black unknown creatures would roar wildly as soon as they came into contact with them, as if they were crazy, they opened their heads with their claws, and their little hands dug deep into their brains, as if they were looking for the maggot that drove them crazy.

Luo Lin was stunned and said in shock: "Su Dong, are you burning their souls!?"

Su Dong didn't answer, but had a cold face, and his eyes were solemn!

Killing a life is not the end. The most terrifying thing is the soul that burns life! Completely wipe out their spiritual power! This is the real eternal life!

Soon, the hall on the first floor had been swept away by this super secret technique of burning souls. All that was left was an ugly body, and the bodies of many black unidentified creatures were still intact. But the soul was burned!

What a terrible attack, the Soul Burning Chant has no gunsmoke, but it ends life with the most brutal means!

The same is true of the second floor of the Soul Palace, those newborn black monsters who are still in the glassware, before they have time to jump out of the glassware, they are only left with a shell, and thirty-two dragon bones use their voices and souls to burn, cruelly depriving them of their lives!

"Close!"

Su Dong flipped his wrist. The thirty-two keels automatically returned from a distance, and Su Dong's voice was obviously a little prostration.

"Go to the third layer!Silver Shadow!Open the way!" The sword eyebrows were upside down, Su Dong said coldly, his stubborn personality made Su Dong unwilling to let go of any enemy even if he was like this!

Swish~

Gu Tian saw that his master was very weak at the moment, as if he had just fought a big battle, so he got into Su Dong's armpit, waved his wings, and helped him forward.

No one knew how Su Dong managed to burn the souls of these monsters in a matter of seconds. But everyone can see that Su Dong's losses are huge, and it is even possible that Su Dong also paid some price for his life just now.

At the moment his face was pale, as white as paper!

Sorcery. It's definitely a demon law!

The god of war, Luo Lin, shouted in his heart, he had lived all his life, and he had never seen such a strange technique. The Qimen formation seems to be transforming, except for controlling the natural world. And started to control other people's souls!?

A move is sacrificed, the Soul Palace. Annihilation!

At this time, it was only one minute and thirty seconds before Su Dong entered the Soul Palace!

......

Yes!!!

The distant southern sky dome is also night, but this night is not destined to be peaceful.

On the huge ark, there was a heart-rending sound suddenly, and countless warriors hidden in the darkness appeared on the left and right of the ark, uneasily watching as a spiritual lamp was lit up, and the location of the sound was the bedroom of the King of the Wind Lin, and I don't know what happened to make the King of the Wind so unusual, roaring in the middle of the night?

In the bedroom, the splendid bed was full of blood.

The woman who had slept last night had already been torn by the hysterical of the Wind King, and had become a pile of flesh and mud, mixed with the torn bed, and it was impossible to distinguish which were red satin and which were women's entrails.

And the King of the Wind was sitting in a bloody place, panting heavily, his third eye had already opened, the three black eyeballs were covered with bloodshots, and his chest was rising and falling violently, after the impulse, the King of the Wind was only filled with endless hatred.

The old servant beside him frowned and walked in, and when he saw such a scene in the bedroom, he hurriedly closed the door and frowned, "Wang, you have a nightmare again?"

King Fenglin didn't look up, his fingers were stained with a trace of blood on the ground, and then he put it in his mouth and said in a low voice: "You say, are we the original sin people really not able to live forever?"

The old servant was slightly stunned, then sighed, frowned, and said: "The punishment from the gods and demons is indeed that the original sin is not allowed to give birth, and he will fall into darkness forever. ”

"However, we witchcraft clan have found a way to plant our natal inheritance on children, and you dark soul eaters have also found a transplant method to condense flesh and bone with blood spirits, and then attach to human beings, these are our ways of survival. ”

"Now that the curse of the gods and demons does not apply to us, we can already reproduce offspring, and in that respect, it cannot be regarded as eternal rebirth. ”

"Transplantation method..."The Wind King only sneered, at the beginning, the last Dark Soul Eater found a way to continue the bloodline, and exchanged his life for the rebirth of a race, and the father of the Wind King improved on the basis of this transplant method and had the three brothers of the Feng family.

In the generation of the Wind King, the improvement is still continuing, the Wind King can almost reach the level of infinite reincarnation, when he left, he personally counted, there are a total of 167,526 of his own descendants in the Soul Palace, so the Wind King walks very chicly, he has achieved the greatest achievement in the history of the Dark Soul Eater Clan, with so many descendants!

His descendants will continue to multiply until one day, they will occupy the entire heavenly vault!

Compared to the continuation of the Witchcraft Clan, the Dark Soul Eater's method is undoubtedly faster and more advanced, and the Wind Landing King has 160,000 descendants, each of whom has 10,000 heirs. That's 1.6 billion! If 1.6 billion continues to multiply, it's 16 trillion!

As long as there is a human body to occupy. The Dark Soul Eaters will be able to thrive forever!

Originally, the King of Wind was so proud. But just a minute ago, King Fenglin suddenly felt a cramping pain in his heart, and he knew very well that within a minute, all his 160,000 heirs would be finished, all of them would be finished!

This is a result that Feng Pro can never accept!

It's a pity that it's far away, otherwise, Feng Lin will definitely rush back to the Holy City and arrest the damn guy who destroyed the Soul Temple! Eat his internal organs! Drink his blood!

The Wind King seemed a little disheartened. staring at the blood on his hands, he said expressionlessly: "It's over, everything is over, I'm working so hard just to lay a solid country for my children, so that I can leave with peace of mind, and now, it's all over..."

The old servant, the Witch King himself, was stunned. Grabbing the arms of the Wind King, he said in surprise, "What are you talking about? The Night Soul Eater Clan is in danger of annihilation!?"

At this time, there was no one in the room, and the witch king did not need to pretend to be like during the day. His relationship with Feng Lin is more like a collaborator than a master servant.

"It's all over. King Feng Lin was exhausted and said, "Someone rushed into the Soul Hall and killed my child. ”

"All!?"

"All..."

Syllable~

Feng Lin suddenly felt a hot pain on his face. Although this skin is not his own, the blood and nerves have long been connected. He still feels pain.

Looking up, it turned out that the Witch King had given him a slap. The Witch King seemed angry.

"What do you want?" King Feng Lin asked disapprovingly, if it was in the past, not to mention that someone slapped him, even if he looked at himself more, Feng Lin would also let his subordinates gouge out that person's eyes.

And today, Feng Lin felt very painful and decadent in his heart.

"Look at me!" exclaimed the Witch King.

In fact, Feng Lin's skin is too delicate, and when it comes to majesty, it is far inferior to the Witch King's stern national face, and in front of the Witch King, he is like a child.

"Look at me!" the Witch King continued to rage, "A few days ago, I already knew about the accident in the Black Wind Mountain, and I also knew that the Witch Clan had been completely wiped out, but did you see that I was a little depressed!?

King Feng Lin shook his head indifferently.

The Witch King said in a deep voice: "You can't see my depression, that's because I know very well that as long as I live, there will always be hope for the witchcraft clan!

"There is no such thing as a curse!

"If you want me to say, it's best if your child dies! See for yourself, what has become of you since you had a child!? How crazy you were when you unified the Three-Eyed Clan in the past! What a devil! How bloody!?"

"And because you have children, you want to disguise yourself as noble, and you want to leave a perfect image for your children and grandchildren?

"We don't need to be elegant! Because we are the devil from the moment we are born! Everyone is afraid of us! Even if they are afraid and beg for mercy, we will kill them! This is our method!"

Feng Lin Wang Mu Ran looked at the Witch King, what one person lacked was exactly what they desperately wanted to get.

The Dark Eaters of Souls are so ugly that they prefer beautiful appearances.

The Dark Eaters are so spurned that they are used to disguised grace in order to gain praise from others.

King Feng Lin has been trying hard to maintain his image, he will never participate in the battle, because it is too ungraceful, he is afraid to speak loudly, because he does not want to expose the devil in his heart.

But Feng Lin forgot that the witchcraft clan, the dark soul eaters, they were the devil in the first place!

Ha ha~

Hahahaha~

Like a madman, Feng Lin lowered his head and let out a terrifying laugh, while the Witch King stood back and felt the hysterical madness.

"Well said..."King Feng Lin said in a low voice: "No matter who destroyed the Soul Palace, I have to thank him, thank you for letting that I once come back!"

Standing up, the bloodstained King of the Wind continued to look up to the sky and laugh, in this dark and silent night, such a bleak laughter was terrifying.

"Thank you, let that former devil come back!"

Ha ha~

Hahahaha~

"Fool, the most deserving of you is me!"

"For as long as I live, none of you will want to live!!" (To be continued......