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Yao Zu glanced at the combat boots, and his face turned blue. Staring at the boots with the tips cocked.

Ling Ranzi took a step back and quietly hid behind Yao Zu. For some reason, when he saw these boots, Ling Ranzi's hair exploded, and his teeth kept shivering.

The shadow of the soul on the boots is gone, and without these boots, no one can see where the soul is.

The Mo Evil Split Soul that fell in the turbid air floated up, shook, and disappeared into the air.

Buzz! Yaozu's brain letter exploded the battalion. I didn't even see clearly, who took away the Mo Evil Split Soul.

"Ancestor, Mo Xie snatched the Cloud Boots."

Ling Ranzi reminded in a timid voice behind Yao Zu, he couldn't see where Mo Ye was, but this body holy body could sense a familiar aura. At this time, Ling Ranzi discovered that despite refining for thousands of years, there were still traces of Mo Ye in this holy body. When Mo Xie approached, Ling Ranzi felt fear, trembling, and uncontrollable, his body became stiff, his hands became stiff, and his spells could not be condensed.

Of course, Yao Zu knew, but with her divine sense, she couldn't sense the existence of the soul person, and could only see the pair of combat boots with the tips of the boots in front of her. The sound of thunder exploded overhead, and Yao Zu stood in the air half-demented and half-dazed, muttering to himself as if he was numb. "See"?

The airspace was silent, and the eyes of the saints were intertwined on the combat boots, and the eyes burst with a fiery Venus. Several holy shadows appeared in the air, and they were stunned when they saw this love shadow. The holy devil hurriedly knelt in the empty space and saluted the medicine ancestor.

Dull Jun and Xiao Yue panicked, their hearts beat hard, and their lips trembled, they didn't expect that there was such an existence in the depths of the "Waste Soldier Mountain".

Chixiao waited for the saint to wake up from his dream at this time, his eyes focused on Yao Zu, he was shocked, he was cold and shivering like a demon, and his mind was blank at a loss.

For a moment, all the saints were numb, each with their own thoughts, and it was difficult to think of what the saints were thinking.

The corner of Yao Zu's mouth recited the "Soldier's Formula", and the technique pointed to the "Cloud Boots". A runic light fell on the boot. The "Cloud Treading Boots" burst out with cyan light, and flew towards Yao Zu in a flash.

Hehe! Yao Zu had a contemptuous smile on his face. If the Holy Soldier wants to drive, he must have a secret. There are only three Ancestors who can truly control all the Holy Soldiers in the Holy Sword Mountain, and the other Holy Ancestors only have the "Skill Technique" of a single Holy Soldier.

The "Cloud Boots" flew closer, and Yao Zu reached out and grabbed the combat boots. Before he could catch it, his eyes suddenly changed, and a phantom flashed, and the eyeshadow flickered. Yao Zu snorted and flew hundreds of feet away.

"Cloud Boots" stepped on Yao Zu's head. There was a hey sound in the air. "Master, have I made a great contribution?"

All the saints were frightened, the soul just now had not flown back, and they were so frightened by the change in front of them that their bones were numb, and they didn't know what happened.

Ling Ranzi's eyes almost burst open, and he slowly retreated backwards. Smack! A big boot sole kicked in the face. Ling Ranzi flipped a few times and fell into the air, his eyes were dark, and the soles of his boots fell.

"Hey, hey, hey, master, isn't this another miracle?"

Huh, all the saints' hair is wooden, I don't understand what's going on. How did this happen? The dignified Medicine Ancestor and the invincible Ling Ranzi were easily stepped on under the boots by the battle boots, this is a great news, if this spreads, the entire holy domain will be shocked.

Two holy shadows walked out of the airspace, white armor and white hair, clothes and hair fluttering, lined with figures hanging in mid-air. A pair of glass-glittering eyes stared at the boots.

The red light covered half of the sky, and a strange blade pointed at the airspace. "Evil soul, with this despicable means, has the ability to appear in a battle."

Two phantom heads protruded from the glittering boots, baring their teeth and laughing. "Hey, hey, hey, there's no evil spirit, there's one on the head of the boot."

"Nonsense, it's two".

"Fart, it's a pair". Two phantom heads, fighting over a few boots.

Jian Zu pulled his long face, quite surprised in his heart. I have long heard that holy soldiers can refine the "soldier spirit", but I have never seen it. I actually saw it today, and it was still the "soldier spirit" of "Cloud Boots".

Jian Zu didn't wait to figure it out, and almost looked at it. A black ghost figure rose from the black armor on Ling Ranzi's body, pointing at the phantom's head and scolding. "Stinky boot soles, take your stinky feet away, or I'll be in a hurry."

"You're anxious, you have more eyes than I have!" The two phantom heads turned to the ghost, glared at the four glaucomans, and roared in unison.

The ghost shield pushed, revealing a pair of black pupils on the shield surface, and the black sword blade pointed directly at the phantom head on the "Cloud Treading Boots".

Suddenly, there were three sword shadows in the airspace, and a black mang's body was surging into the sky. The other two purple rays are wrapped in a red light, which looks a little petite and lovely, and murderous.

"Alright, stop messing around. Take that guy down". The evil black light pointed at the strange blade in the sword ancestor's hand.

A bloody shadow condensed in front of the blade. The fishy smell of the cautious people came to the face. "Dark clouds, stepping clouds, you dare to betray the soldiers."

The phantom's head turned to the Blood Shadow. "Hey, hey, hey, there is no chance to step on the clouds and ascend in this domain, you and Yantian have both obtained the 'condensation' word magic skill, you can't be too selfish, don't let the little brother cultivate!"

"You, have you forgotten your oath for thousands of years in order to cultivate?" the blood shadow condensed his blood pupils and scolded angrily.

"The soldier hasn't forgotten, but it doesn't mean that the soldier has to wait, and now the soul master has given me and Dark Cloud a chance, I can only be sorry."

Smack! The tip of the cloud stepping boots was a little, and Ling Ranzi flew out dozens of feet away wearing the inner armor. Wow! Mouth spurting blood and spurting in the air.

"You ......". Ling Kong was speechless, facing the five holy soldiers and soul soldiers, he felt somewhat lacking in confidence.

"Well, in that case, step over the soldiers." After all, although the momentum was pressing, there was no action. Ling Kong has already cultivated the "Enlightenment Wisdom Jue" magic skill, and his combat power and spiritual power are above the treading clouds and dark clouds, but if you want to win more with less, you don't have too much certainty. If it can be delayed for a while, it will be counted for a while, and when the holy soldiers gather, it will be difficult to say who will win and who will lose.

"Hey, hey, hey, Lingkong, are you waiting for Nine Heavens, Dharma, and Mixed Yuan? You forgot, they are in the Soul Domain, and they can't come back." Tayun laughed wildly, and said a word to break through the volley's thoughts.

"Is there me, can't you?" A white shadow came out of the crack in the airspace, and its sharp edge pointed directly at the clouds.

"Hey, hey, hey, Yantian, you're here, I'm waiting for you!" Tayun smiled disapprerovingly.

Yes, Yantian has been guarding the "Waste Soldier Mountain". The holy soldiers had long known that it would be a matter of time before they confronted Yantian, but they didn't expect Yantian to appear so early.

"Big brother, the dark clouds and the treading clouds are going to turn against the sky." Volley roared with blood in the air. Yantian is here, and the volley has a lot of confidence.

"What are the Thunder Shadows and Spirits still hiding?" Yan Tian shouted.

The airspace turned black and green, condensing two figures, one black and one green.

Treading the clouds and his eyes aimed at the airspace, and his empty face was clouded. The five-on-four advantage is not obvious, not to mention, if Yantian and Volley get the bonus layer of the geist, it is difficult to say whether they will win or lose.

The soul master said: The Nine Souls, Ruyi, and Thunder Shadow spells have not been completed, and it is difficult to compete with the volley, so it seems that a vicious battle is indispensable.

When Tayun hesitated, a skeleton figure appeared behind him, looking like a holy form, carrying a skeleton bow on his back and holding three skeleton arrows in his hand. "Step on the clouds, the soul will help you".

The sky and volley flashed, staring at the skeleton shadow. This soldier has never seen it, but he has at least heard of the deception of the sky, the splitting of the earth, and the red sun, and it has been recorded on the holy soldier's power list. Where is this skeletal shadow sacred?

"Get out, this is a matter for the soldiers, and the foreigners don't interfere much." The volley blood pupils glared and scolded contemptuously.

"Is the soul qualified enough, please Lingyun take me an arrow." As he spoke, a black light condensed in the air, and the light of the four domains dimmed instantly, and a huge skeleton shadow condensed in the air.

The volley blood blade flashed slightly, and he immediately recognized the edge of this arrow. I had tracked him down several times to no avail, but I didn't expect to see him here.

All the holy soldiers had heard of this, but none of them had seen it, and when they saw its edge just now, they were immediately shocked.

"You're the devil." The volley of blood pointed directly at the skeleton shadow, and even the treading clouds and dark clouds were slightly chaotic.

Don't look at the soldiers who are proud of the Holy Domain, but there are few killings, and blood spattering never happens. No matter what happens in the Holy Domain, as long as there are holy soldiers who come forward, there is no injustice. Its prestige is enough to bring the beings of the Sacred Realm to its knees. The Holy Soldier clan had already been angry about the killing of the whole city like the Skull Shadow, but they couldn't find the real culprit.

The skeleton shadow did not deny it, and stood in the air, and the black light shrouded the air.

The volley turned into a bloody sword, pointing at the skeleton shadow. Tayun took a step back and gave way to an empty space.

"Treading clouds, dark clouds, you know who you are helping this time." The silver light of Yantian filled the sky for half a day.

Dark clouds and stepping clouds seemed to feel a loss, and they actually retreated to the side. The volley sword spun sharply, and he looked at the thunder shadow and the geist angrily. Because he sensed that Thunder Shadow and the Wandering Spirit did not have the momentum to attack.

Sure enough, both Thunder Shadow and the Spirit stepped back. Although the volley was confused, it had to be sent on the string.

"Boy, if I had known that it was you just now, this soldier would have killed you a long time ago." A sword in the air turned into a shadowless flying light, as if cutting the heavenly domain open, and the aura gathered into blood light and fell with the sword shadow.

A black light shot out, this arrow was still the same as before, where the arrow passed, the black sky seemed to be melted, and countless black and withered lights and shadows fell.

The piercing roar exploded in the air, and the blood and black light were intertwined, and in the explosion, the blood receded slightly, and in the blink of an eye, it was strangled with the black light.

The hollow arrow of the skeleton shadow looked at Yantian. "Yantian, how many arrows can you pick up from me"?

The string sound shattered the heavens, and the blue and pink skull arrows flew towards Yantian.

The silver light of the sky is diffuse, and the independent white light is in the splendor of the room. On the pitch-black canopy, a silver light flickered overhead. The blade of the sword slashed straight at the skull light.

The cyan skeleton shot into the blade of the sword, and was slashed away by the silver sword. The pink skull light repelled Yu Wei's silver blade, and the Yantian sword slanted away, and fought with the two-color skull arrow.

The shadow of the skeleton swept across the airspace. "Who wants to stop the soul".

The thunder shadow and the spirit condensed in the sky and did not move, this surprised the clouds and dark clouds, after recognizing the skeleton arrows, the clouds were a little remorseful, but now looking at this formation, it seems that something is not good!

The skull shadow condensed a red skull arrow, and the arrow shot at the three ancestors who were shocked by the power of the holy soldier in the air.