Fang Ling was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but feel a little sad and said, "Senior Huo, can't you live?"

Huo Junyuan smiled slightly: "The physical body is destroyed, and all I have left is this wisp of spiritual remnant soul, unless there is a heaven and earth with a strong heaven and earth qi for me to recover, or there is a possibility of seeing the light of day again." Little brother, don't feel sorry for me, pull out your knife. ”

Fang Ling's heart moved when he heard this, Cun Ding was different from the world he was in, if he injected a large amount of heaven and earth qi there at one time, the heaven and earth qi there could definitely be described as rich.

It's just that time is running out now, and it's not the time to talk about it, so he pulled out the handle of the knife with one finger and pulled out the horns of the Fire Pattern Beast.

"Fire-streaked horns, hehe, good knives. Huo Jun praised it without hesitation, and then turned into a white light and wrapped it around the blade.

The power of the remnant soul continued to surge from the sword, and the power of the body erupted like a volcano, and the cultivation and the realm surged upwards and swayed until Fang Ling's cultivation was raised to a realm comparable to the Transformation Yuan Realm.

Fang Ling couldn't help but scream, and as soon as he kicked his foot, he rose into the sky, reaching a height of dozens of zhang, and slashed down at the bone dragon's head with a fierce sword.

Xi Zhengyong and the others were already stunned because of the battle between the fierce soul and the bone dragon, but now when they saw Fang Ling's amazing martial arts, they opened their mouths one by one and were speechless.

Xi Ling'er's eyes widened, and her little hands were clenched tightly, worried and amazed.

The horns of the fire-patterned beast slashed fiercely on the keel, and the vast power of the true yuan penetrated through the bones, shaking the dragon soul and screaming, waving its claws towards Fang Ling.

Fang Ling kicked on the keel and flew to a higher place, and at the same time shouted: "Nine murderers listen to orders, punish souls!"

The nine fierce spirits suddenly roared in unison, stopping the attack of the dragon claws, and Fang Ling took the opportunity to slash down with another sword.

The dragon soul was entangled in anger, and roared one after another, and with each roar, a tornado rose from the ground, flying sand and rocks, and the wasteland was like a hell on earth.

Fang Ling was secretly frightened when he saw it, even though his cultivation had been improved by several levels now, he could also deeply feel the terrifying thing about the poisonous dragon, the dragon soul alone was so powerful, so what a terrifying realm was the true body of the four-winged poisonous dragon?

"Don't be distracted, concentrate on killing selfishness, the Nine Fierce Souls can't hold it for long!" Huo Junyuan's voice sounded in his ears, Fang Ling immediately came back to his senses and leaped away on the dragon bone.

The nine fierce souls had gradually weakened, and the sunlight in the sky had gradually fallen through the five-colored poisonous mist, reflecting on the wasteland, the poisonous dragon roared one after another, and Fang Ling also struggled to slash out every knife in a loud roar.

The people of the Xi Kingdom opened their eyes wide, only to feel that Fang Ling was like an immortal, flying around in the air, attacking the poisonous dragon again and again.

I don't know when, everyone clenched their hands and put them on their chests to secretly pray for Fang Ling's safety.

Three hundred years, this foreign boy has uncovered the mystery of the strange disease of the Xi people for three hundred years, and fought for everyone's freedom, how can such a person not be respected by everyone?

"Poof-poof-"