surnamed Wang

Hearing what Yaliu said, Wang Gingquan couldn't help but tighten his chrysanthemum. He looked at the scythe in the opponent's hand, feeling a little overkill.

Yaliu didn't think it was scary enough, with a move with his left hand, a large pitch-black banner appeared, with black air lingering on it, and screams kept coming out. This was the rumored soul banner.

The giant scythe has a slender shaft, and its head is nearly one foot long, reflecting a green and cold light, and the ghost flag is full of ghosts. Just looking at it makes people feel as if the soul is about to be sucked in. Yaliu goes there, like Shura descending into the world, the king handles power It was a shock to see.

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Yaliu didn't mean to talk nonsense with him. He swung the scythe in his right hand and cut it directly at the head. Wang Bingquan didn't dare to parry, and he didn't care about the posture. the black line.

A gust of cool wind blew across the top of his head, almost giving Wang Quanquan a mature hairstyle.Yaliu didn't want to know the other party's life easily, this abominable guy ruined his own good deeds again and again, he must be tormented to the point of death before being collected into the soul banner, this kind of soul has enough resentment, as for Yue Sulong in the distance, Yaliu hated her far more than Wang Quanquan, so naturally he wanted to stay at the end to ravage her.

In the era of the end of the Dharma, there are very few monks in this realm, not to mention the strong Nascent Soul, there are only a handful of people who can touch the threshold of the heaven and have the possibility of proving the golden core. Yaliu comes from the Jutu Realm, which is the most capable of fighting in the Three Realms. The people present still let him knead and hammer flat.

There are ants in the sky, but he, Yaliu, is the out-and-out No.1 in the sky.

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Wang Gingquan was hunted down in an extremely embarrassing situation, and retreated while fighting. He had been chased for more than ten miles. At this time, his avatar finally arrived, and the two collided without hesitation, and Yaliu's sickle happened to be here. Time to reach the front door.

"From now on, your father will never be reborn forever."

Yue Sulong was terrified to the extreme at this moment, how could she not know that Yaliu hated her deeply, but now she really didn't have the energy to seal her again.

In an instant, Wang Gangquan's body and avatar overlapped, there was no expected collision sound, the two seemed to be one, silently merged into one.

Wang Gangquan, a Golden Core cultivator, naturally cannot use the supernatural powers of the transformation stage. This move is the same as "Shenyou" and "Incarnation", and it is an imitation of high-level monks' skills. When the body and the incarnation are blended, the two Mutual occupation of the body, resulting in a moment of illusion.

A series of crazy laughter came from Yaliu's mouth, then he grabbed Yue Sulong's wrist and said sharply:
"My princess, you have trapped me underground for thousands of years. I should have thought that there would be such a day. Because of you, I used up the only chance to be reborn in my life. Because of you, Loulan Kingdom was buried under the yellow sand overnight."

Yaliu came to the opponent without any haste, and did not avenge the millennium imprisonment in the first place. He placed the soul banner in front of him, formed a seal with one hand, and countless grievances flew out of the banner immediately.

"Void body, I underestimated you."

Wang Gingquan rarely confronts people, and he doesn't know the details of the soul banner, let alone the horror of this ghost, so he can only slash and kill all the way towards Yue Sulong.

Yue Sulong finally couldn't bear it anymore, she cried out and tears flowed down her face, she tremblingly tried to catch the scattered soul, but she didn't catch anything.

The woman's face was pale, and she bit her lip fiercely, blood slipped from the corner of her mouth, but she insisted on not saying a word.

Although the effect is the same as that of Ni Duo She, but it is extremely limited, and the caster needs to grasp the timing accurately. If there was a slight deviation just now, Wang Gangquan may have moved his head.

Seeing this, Wang Gangquan wanted to give chase, but something pulled his feet. If he wasn't in mid-air, he would have fallen to hell.

A ray of black air was stained on the sword, and before it landed, several dark ghosts emerged from the black air and rushed towards Wang Bingquan. The latter snorted coldly when he saw this, and the sword energy in his hand surged, directly smashing the ghosts in front of him. Shattered to pieces.

These souls circled around the woman, seeming to besiege her in the middle, but in fact there was no malice in their eyes.

The Nascent Soul grows all the time, and after tempering, it will eventually become the Primordial Spirit. Not only can the Nascent Soul come and go freely in the body, but it is not as fragile as the Nascent Soul. Even if the body is destroyed, as long as a suitable body is found, the original cultivation can be preserved. Because, some demon cultivators would even specifically look for monks with excellent aptitude to forcibly seize their homes, in order to achieve the effect of changing their lives against the sky.

Yaliu in the distance didn't care about the opponent after making a blow, turned around and slowly flew towards Yue Sulong who was standing dumbfounded in midair.

Youhun's face showed panic and pain, but his eyes kept looking at Yue Sulong beside him, and he murmured, it was the language of the ancient country of Loulan.

After all, the soul banner in his hand swung out without warning, and at the same time his eyes were full of ferocity. A little human golden core monk was showing his supernatural powers in front of him, and he had no interest in wasting it.

He gritted his teeth and cut off the object blocking the way with two swords. Just as he turned around, he found that several ghosts that had been crushed before appeared again.

"Does it look familiar? These are the people of Loulan Kingdom. They have been trapped in the soul banner for thousands of years, and they will be trapped in it for generations to endure suffering. It's all because of you."

At this moment, Yaliu also saw the mystery, and said sarcastically:
"It turned out to be just a blindfold."

The body of emptiness, a supernatural power that can only be displayed by the strong in the transformation stage.

"What the hell is this motherfucker?"

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Yaliu's sharp voice rang out, erratic, but at this moment, blood was dripping from the corner of Wang Gingquan's mouth. The move just now was not as easy as it seemed on the surface.

In addition to being able to enter and exit the physical body at will, the primordial spirit can also temporarily hold the physical body in reverse. The primordial spirit has no substance, so it can avoid some magic techniques.

Looking down, two ghosts were grabbing his two ankles respectively, and the four sharp ghost claws were exerting force at the same time, and a piercing pain immediately spread throughout Wang Handquan's body.

With a smile on Yaliu's face, he retracted his sharp claws suddenly, and the old soul was crushed immediately.

"If I remember correctly, this should be your royal father." Ya Liu grabbed it casually, and an old ghost was trapped in his palm.

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Wang Gingquan didn't expect the opponent's sudden attack, so he had to raise his sword to parry. The soul banner didn't know what material it was made of. .

This is one of the skills left by Fuzi, the body and the incarnation are integrated, and the cultivation base can go further.

After all, he threw the woman down violently, and the strange beast beside him didn't dare to move at all when he saw this scene.

Yaliu swung the sickle in his hand, but did not leave any marks on Wang Gingquan's body. His figure seemed to have turned into an illusion, and he directly avoided the fatal blow.

Yaliu turned his head, glanced at this horse that can shuttle freely in all walks of life, grinned and said:
"I haven't eaten human flesh for many years. Today I will let you eat it to your heart's content."

After finishing speaking, his figure flashed, and he appeared next to a deep pit below, holding the black sickle high in his hand.

At the same time, Wang Gingquan got rid of the ghost and went to rescue the fallen Yue Sulong as quickly as possible. Yaliu pointed the sickle at the woman in the pit, and said sarcastically:
"See which one you can save?"

After finishing speaking, the black sickle in his hand fell heavily.

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