The five elements of water overcomes fire, and the other party's water system is wonderful, but the barbarian ancestor believes that his divine phosphorus poisonous fire is the flame of burning the sky, and the other party's is just a tricky trick, which is a small muddy and bottomless pool, although he was weirdly dodged his own palm just now, but now the barbarian ancestor is still full of confidence that as soon as the divine phosphorus ghost fire comes out, he can burn the other party alive.

But the horror shown by the phosphorus fire ghost butterfly just now seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, so when the barbarian ancestor was confident, he didn't dare to release the spirit pet, and only made a seal to sacrifice the phosphorus fire refined in his dantian.

A turquoise glow bloomed in the air.

He Qi's eyes flickered, although he didn't see what this phosphorus fire was, he only knew that it was very strange based on his intuition, and before the other party completely sacrificed this demon fire, He Qi launched his divine sense to investigate.

"Burning Divine Soul!" The divine consciousness that had just been sent out was incinerated by the turquoise flames at once, and He Qi suffered a small loss.

Monks need the power of divine consciousness all the time, use divine consciousness to control magic weapons, use divine consciousness to lock on to fast-moving targets, and can also use divine consciousness to judge the strength of the opponent.

If the divine consciousness sent out by oneself is suppressed by the other party or incinerated like now, it means that the suppressed party will be greatly inconvenient!

"What a demonic spiritual fire", just when He Qi was slightly startled in his heart, when he wanted to deal with it, there was a spiritual fluctuation of the soul devouring beast in the sea of consciousness, it was a strong desire to fight, and it was the first time He Qi encountered such a thing.

The barbarian ancestor smiled hideously, and the bone staff pointed at Heqi, and in an instant, the phosphorus fire beside him suddenly turned into a group of flaming butterflies and flew towards Heqi, the speed was not fast, and even when it flew, it looked strangely beautiful.

He Qi exhaled lightly and said, "I dare to show my crooked ways, let you see my methods."

He raised his sleeves and swung his sleeves, and a thick black mist flew out in front of him.

The black mist gathered in the middle and turned into a strange bat, with wings spread out about ten zhang in size. It has a mouse-like head, and its outer ears protrude forward, which is very striking and agile. A pair of sharp claws are hidden beneath the wings.

The strength of the demon beast does not only depend on the size of the body, the devouring beast is not a ghost or a demon, it is a very special existence, it is a kind of outlier created by He Qi with the secret technique on the [Taiyin Ghost Sutra]. It feeds on living souls, and its size is an illusory indicator for it.

In other words, the devouring soul beast can be big or small, and if it becomes bigger, its combat power will not increase greatly, and if it becomes smaller, it will not weaken.

Just like He Qi's ghost phosphorus butterfly who didn't know the barbarian ancestor, the barbarian ancestor didn't recognize what kind of spirit pet He Qi's bat was.

There are countless spirit insects and beasts in the Three Realms, as many as the sands of the Ganges.

The barbarians have studied spirit insects and demon beasts, but after all, they can only dominate the world, and their vision is always limited.

When Soul Eater saw the fire butterflies, his mouth squeaked, and a black light erupted from his mouth, and a reverse scroll swallowed all the fire butterflies into his stomach, not even giving the barbarian ancestor a chance to take it back.

After swallowing the Divine Phosphorus Poisonous Fire, the Soul Eater Beast in the state of the ghost bat reached forward with a sharp claw under its flesh wings, and a strong soul power fluctuation in the void, and a jet-black giant claw with a cold aura fell from the sky.

He Qi cultivated the Soul Eater Beast and the Blood God Son, and he already knew in his heart that these two guys had great potential.

The blood path is a street rat in this realm, and once it is used, it will face the situation of being shouted and beaten by everyone.

He Qi only regarded the Blood God Son as a means of cultivation, and used the feedback of the Blood God Son when he drank blood to cultivate his inner body and true yuan. did not take the son of the blood god out to meet the enemy.

Similarly, the Soul Eater Beast was almost useless in fighting methods, and it was the first time it had been encountered today.

It has the meaning of sharpening the sword for ten years, and now the sword is bright.

I just want to take this opportunity to see how powerful the Soul Eater Beast really is in terms of fighting methods.

With just this claw, he met the expectations of the Soul Eater in He Qi's heart.

This claw, the cold air is fierce, the yin wind gusts, the giant claw is not an entity, but is condensed with the soul power of the soul eater beast, and the claws of the soul eater beast itself are still under its wings.

The barbarian ancestor's pair of old eyes suddenly narrowed, and in the gap between his eyelids, the essence burst out!

Boom! His old body burst out with great strength, and his clothes shook like a big bird, soaring into the sky.

Dozens of zhang distance, a flash arrived, he did not dodge or dodge, directly under the giant claw, and turned the bone staff in his hand.

"Boom"

There seemed to be a thunderbolt in the void, and the surrounding air was violently blasted open, forming a cold hurricane.

After all, the Returning Origin Realm monk is not a Dragon and Tiger monk, and there are three catties of nails in the broken ship.

He Qi felt that the power of the Soul Eater's claws could be worthy of a blow from the late Dragon and Tiger monks, but it was still inevitable that he would be shattered by the barbarian ancestor's blow.

"The old man originally wanted to take you down and give the holy beast as blood food, it seems that you have several means, and if you can't capture it alive, you have to be completely killed!"

The barbarian ancestor's eyes were cold, and he no longer had the heart of temptation.

Hunei Zhenyuan is not good, he changes his mind, wants to use a quick battle, and exerts all his strength, striving to kill He Qi in a few rounds.

The Barbarian Ancestor's body sank suddenly, and a giant tiger phantom flashed behind him, and then the giant tiger opened its bloody mouth.

"Roar!"

A roar of an earth-shattering tiger sounded, and invisible sound waves spread out in all directions.

Before the sound wave arrived, the ten-zhang-sized Soul Eater was instantly shattered and turned into black mist, returning to He Qi's body.

This kind of alien produced by one's own exercises is magical, and it can be retracted and released freely, just like one's own doppelganger.

After the sound wave, the barbarian ancestor rushed towards He Qi like lightning at an extremely fast speed.

He Qi raised his hand without thinking.

There was a "whoosh" sound, and a whirlpool more than ten feet wide in front of him floated in the void.

Counting them, there are as many as nine whirlpools.

White waves nine spins.

It is not only a defensive skill, but also can be used as an attack, when defending, he is in the center of the whirlpool, borrowing the power of the whirlpool, moving and dividing the opponent's power, and when used as an offensive skill, he uses the nine-fold whirlpool to trap the opponent.

The Giant Tiger Roar is the killer weapon of the Barbarian Ancestor, and he was appointed by the patriarch to fuse a tiger demon with a mutated bloodline with the art of soul fusion.

When the giant tiger roars, it can calm the opponent's mind, and within ten miles, the monks of the same rank are frightened by his roar.

Under the Returning Source Realm, when they were not far away, after being yelled at by him, Zhenyuan was scattered, and there was no longer the slightest power to resist.

This roar even affected Zhen Zhuoming in the barbarian village, including in a secret room, and almost fell to the ground.

But the person he really wanted to attack didn't seem to react.

"Bang, bang, bang" three muffled sounds.

The barbarian ancestor plunged straight into the white waves and nine swirls, and the layers of continuous water spirit power wanted to firmly control him like a shackle.

"I want to trap the old man and dream"

The barbarian ancestor saw an old man with a sarcastic face through the water whirlpool that did not cover his vision, "Junior, you dare to laugh at the husband, the old man will definitely kill you under the rod today!"

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