Ancient True Dragon Art

"Wow"

As this brilliance entered, Gu Shu's body trembled for a while.

"call"

The next moment, as a strong wind passed by, the ancient tree fell slowly.

"The thorn of death..."

Looking at the fallen ancient tree, Qin Feng said in a deep voice.

The death thorn is a kind of **** at this first level.

Everything has a spirit, this kind of spirit is the soul!

In ancient times, a small grass could chop the galaxy, a dead branch could evolve a **** pattern, and a stone could penetrate the sky...

These are all because they have spirituality, which is the birth of a trace of spiritual wisdom, a soul!

The effect of the death thorn is very terrifying, based on the soul, it blasts out a light of death, evolving into a spike-like appearance, and instantly scatters the opponent's soul.

And that ancient tree, locked by the thorn of death, pierced through a strand of its soul, and immediately lost the motivation to survive, so even a breeze was enough to knock it down.

And with the thorn of death, in Qin Feng's soul world, a tear-like brilliance was slowly shining.

This teardrop is like a drop of water in the sea in this soul world, it seems that it can't cause the slightest waves.

However, the opponent's body is gathering all kinds of brilliant light, in this Qin Feng's soul world, the glory is prosperous, and it is constantly evolving, in which there is auspicious brilliance flowing.

This is the core power of "Shen Luo Wanxiang Art". Once you practice this genius, you will create the core of the soul, called the heart of the soul!

It will become the source of soul power. With the improvement of the soul cultivation base, Qin Feng does not know how far it will eventually grow, but with this soul source heart, Qin Feng can clearly feel it Then, in the operation of the soul, it can be said to be more and more powerful.

"Boom Rumble"

While Qin Feng was testing the other means he had comprehended in these seven days, suddenly, at this time, waves of terrible explosions sounded from a distance.

There is even more a kind of energy collision and blasting sound, which is obviously the breath of beings fighting against each other.

"what happened?"

With a slight movement in Qin Feng's heart, his eyes evolved, and then he looked in that direction.

"Roar"

With a roar and continuous movement, the terrible sound waves spread to more than a dozen miles in a radius, not only that, above the void, a huge mad lion phantom, evolving and moving, culling wildly in one direction In the past, there was a huge black scorpion phantom.

The scorpion tail moved, and the huge phantom fought fiercely with this mad lion.

"It's the Beastmaster..."

Jiuyou Yanque said through voice transmission.

"The breath of that black scorpion phantom is extraordinary, obviously there is a strong person here..."

The roar of the beast king can clearly be seen. At this moment, his situation is not as optimistic. As his master, Qin Feng does not intend for him to fall.

"Go and see..."

As the figure flickered, Qin Feng had already torn the void and rushed in one direction...

There, in a canyon ten miles away, two figures were making crazy shots.

In one of them, the scales on the body shone like a **** armor, and the violent aura evolved like a mad lion. The opponent slaps both fists, and the fist the size of a grinding plate continuously raises waves of strength. This figure is the king of beasts. Deity.