"What? Divine Fighting Soul? How can it be a Divine Fighting Soul?"

Wang Soul stared at the fighting soul behind Zhang Mofan, his eyes began to turn bloody, and a kind of fear actually emerged in his heart.

This kind of fear was not brought by him in his heart, after all, he himself was a powerhouse who snatched the Eight Souls, even if Zhang Mofan was a god fighting soul, he could not be his opponent.

This is the fear that the fighting spirit transmits to him.

"Who the hell are you?"

Wang Soul screamed.

He didn't believe that an ordinary martial artist could awaken the Divine Fighting Spirit.

Moreover, thinking of Zhang Mofan's performance in the dungeon that he was not afraid of the ten tortures, he felt more and more that Zhang Mofan was unusual.

"Zhang Mofan!"

Zhang Mofan lightly spit out three words.

"What? You are Zhang Mofan, are you not going to stay in the Holy Land of the Western Zhou Dynasty, why are you here?"

How could Wang Soul not know Zhang Mofan's name, it can be said that the entire Eastern Zhou Holy Land, as long as there is a person with a head and a face, knows Zhang Mofan.

At that time, the news that Zhang Mofan had entered the Demon Dao and became the devil caused a sensation in the entire Western Zhou Holy Land.

"What? Do you know you're scared now?"

Zhang Mofan grinned.

"Afraid, even if you are Zhang Mofan, what do you think you can kill me?"

He also urged his own fighting spirit, and it was actually an arm-long thunderbolt that kept flashing on his body.

This fighting spirit is a thunderbolt, and once it is cast, it has a huge increase in the attack of the thunder attribute.

However, when this Thunder Fighting Spirit was cast, it actually dimmed a little, and the light was not so strong, as if it had encountered great restraint.

This is the true power of the divine fighting soul, which can weaken the power of the opponent's fighting soul, especially Zhang Mofan's fighting soul, or the twin fighting soul, this kind of restraint effect has achieved a double effect.

The divine fighting soul has actually transcended the world, and no matter how strong the superb fighting soul is, it is just a worldly mortal.

Divine products are the power of true gods.

Now that Zhang Mofan sacrificed the twin fighting souls, the momentum of the fighting souls was released, and the fighting soul of the king soul was suppressed, which almost lowered the strength of the king soul by a level.

"How is it possible? Is the Divine Fighting Spirit really so strong? However, even if it is strong, what can it be? Today, I will definitely kill you, and then bring your body to Zou Yan. ”

Wang Soul waved his long sword repeatedly, and one after another thunder dragons were released, constantly dancing around him, and finally frantically impacting Zhang Mofan.

No matter how strong the fighting soul is, it is only a part of the strength, and his own realm is the eight souls of the soul.

Even if Zhang Mofan has a divine fighting spirit, it is impossible for him to be his opponent.

"My fighting soul has just been promoted to a god fighting soul, and I haven't really made a move yet, so I'll be the first to test you today to see how strong my strength is. ”

As soon as Zhang Mofan grabbed it with his big hand, Shen Sha was firmly held by him, the halberd trembled slightly, and the power of Xuan Ao was blessed, and immediately the air began to give birth to layers of ripples, which spread directly towards the king's soul.

Immediately, Wang Soul felt a terrifying coercion sweeping over, his face changed greatly, his sword moves changed again and again, the thunder dragon roared, and one after another the thunder dragon directly tore apart Zhang Mofan's offensive.

"Fang Tian Painting Halberd Eleventh Style: Painting Cows!"

Zhang Mofan shouted, his body shape began to become illusory, and he actually turned into a nine-headed ancient bull king, and rushed away at the king's soul.

"Not good!"

Originally, Wang Soul thought that Zhang Mofan dared to kill him only because he had the hole card of the god fighting soul.

Now he understands that Zhang Mofan is not only strong in fighting spirit, but also strong in means.

Especially the nine-headed ancient bull king, he couldn't judge that the bull king was transformed by Zhang Mofan.

Thinking of this, he shouted: "Thunder flashes!"

His body turned into thunder, and he actually began to flicker constantly, constantly dodging the attacks of the nine-headed bull king.

The nine-headed bull king is not a one-time attack at all, but a continuous attack, and the power is very strong.

You must know that Fang Tian draws a halberd, and the more he goes to the back, the stronger his tricks will be.

Now, Zhang Mofan has cultivated to the eleventh form.

As soon as the painting cow is cast, unless Zhang Mofan's deity is found, he will be able to carry out endless blows.

"It's useless, compete with Gangqi, you can't fight me, you may be consumed by me to death. ”

Zhang Mofan sneered, and the nine-headed ancient bull king rushed towards the king soul at the same time, and with one blow, the king soul couldn't bear it, the blood sprayed wildly, and the fighting armor directly collapsed, falling directly from the air.

One of the bull kings landed and slowly turned into Zhang Mofan's shadow, he directly retracted the halberd, as for the other eight bull kings, in fact, it was formed by his halberd potential, and the halberd method was withdrawn, and it naturally disappeared.

The strongest thing about painting the cow is that the bull head and the bull king, all of them are real attacks, but the combination of virtual and real makes it impossible for the opponent to detect clearly.

Zhang Mofan strode over, and the strong aura instantly enveloped the king's soul, making him unable to move, and making it impossible for him to escape.

"Soul Locker Cell, I said I would kill you, you should believe it now, right?"

Zhang Mofan said lightly.

This battle was very easy for him, and it was never easy that he had never imagined.

With his current strength, it was not too hard to deal with the Eight Souls of Soul Snatching, and he even had a few hole cards that he hadn't shown.

"I was actually defeated, defeated in the hands of you, a kid who snatched the three souls, no wonder Zou Yan wanted to kill you and let you continue to grow, it was definitely a threat. ”

Wang Soul was very unwilling, and he didn't expect that he would be defeated like this.

His hair was unkempt, his image was miserable, his body was covered in blood, and his meridians were damaged.

"Kill you, and it will be Zou Yan's turn in the future. ”

Zhang Mofan sneered.

"You can't fight him. ”

Wang Soul said.

"How so?"

Zhang Mofan asked with a smile.

"Your talent is indeed strong, and you have awakened the Divine Fighting Spirit, but unfortunately, you were born in the wrong era, now Zou Yan has mastered the general trend, half a year later, Zou Yan will have a big plan, once that plan is completed, he will truly become the first person in the Holy Land of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty." ”

Wang Soul revealed some inside information.

"Are you saying that he wants to truly integrate the four major sects?"

Zhang Mofan said.

"Do you think that's all there is to his ambition?"

Wang Soul clutched his chest and said, "He not only wants to integrate the four major sects, but also the ten major sects, as well as all the sects. ”

"What?"

Zhang Mofan's face changed slightly, and he said, "He has this strength?"

"I don't know, I don't know, this is what the sect leader told me, now, do you think you are still qualified to fight with him?"

Wang Soul sneered: "You are now disguised as a sword idiot, just a lonely person, which will only make people feel pitiful and ridiculous." ”