Dragon King I Am Supreme

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Ling Xian, who had always been proud, was suddenly treated like this, her frightened body trembled, and her mouth whimpered constantly.

"You call it, scream with joy.

The more you are afraid, the more you are afraid. When the spirit is drawn out, the colder attributes become more intense.

Rest assured, you won't be drawn for nothing.

Because your spirits will become part of the power of the Phantom Ghost.

In the future, he will become the ruler of the Dragon Imperial City. Maybe the ghostly ghost master will thank you! "

The masked man wasn't worried that her sobbing would attract outsiders.

With his strength, unless the Lingtian ghost king comes in person, he can easily kill anyone.

"Heartmaster?"

Isn't that your brother?

Why does he pump my soul? "

Ling Xian was shocked when he heard the masked man's words.

She has thunderous names.

After all, he is one of the sons of the nine ghost ghost emperors.

Unfortunately, talent doesn't seem to be the strongest.

Far less famous than You Xiaoyao.

I just didn't expect that the ghost master would stare at himself and devour his soul.

Could it be said that the sons of the ghost emperor have any special addictions?

After all, the son of the ghost emperor, if he wants to cultivate, he can ascend with the help of spiritual materials.

This is much faster than devouring the soul.

But the other party still had to collect her spirit, which can only say that the man was a lunatic.

"Miss Ling, you are indeed the first beauty in Lingcheng.

The more I look at you, the more I have the urge to miss you.

It's a pity that your soul is an ice cold attribute.

If I go to you now, maybe I will destroy the purity of the cold attributes.

It's your luck! "

A mask of wickedness shines through the eyes of the masked man.

"Rest assured, I will gently take away your spirits and try not to make you feel pain!"

His voice dropped, and he put his hands together to perform ghost art.

Ling Xian's body and the grimace on the floor suddenly exuded a lot of black gas, instantly covering it.

In the dark air, there seemed to be ghosts circling, they stretched out the dim ghost hand, and leaned towards Ling Xian's body.

Ready to pull her soul.

"Help, help!"

Ling Xian was terrified and wanted to open his mouth for help.

But his mouth and eyes were closed, and there was no sound at all.

In her fear, she felt extreme despair.

She is usually extremely proud in Lingcheng.

But she is still a woman after all.

Facing this situation of life and death, she felt very helpless.

"Uncle Lingtian, come and save me, oh ..."

Ling Xian vowed that if he could escape this time, he would never come to such a small place like Hades.

Stay at home honestly and go nowhere.

"Well, will my ghost be buried here?

Grandpa said I was the life of a princess, and I haven't enjoyed that kind of princess life. "

As time passed by, her consciousness became more and more depressed.

It was as if she fell into a pool of standing water and slowly dived to the bottom. No one could pull her up.

"Aren't you struggling?

It seems that the soul-pumping ceremony is almost over! "

The masked man laughed when he saw that Ling Xian was no longer struggling like crazy before.

"Hey, as soon as your spirit comes out, it is the day when the ghostly master succeeds as the ghost king.

At that time, the Dragon Dragon Sword of the Ghost Dragon King will be useless.

His false heavenly book must be in the pocket of the ghostly master! "

Raising a finger, the masked man pointed to Ling Xian's forehead.

This is the last step of the soul-pumping.

As long as the finger points down, the lingering spirit will be completely drawn out.

However, just as the masked man was about to make a shot, there was a loud noise behind him.

boom! !! !!

The strong wind screamed, and the whole door behind it burst, and numerous fragments turned into bullets, flying towards the masked man.

"what?"

The masked man looked startled, without any hesitation, and retracted his fingers from the thin forehead.

The body receded, and at the same time his arm was swinging, shooting down those bullet-like fragments.

But he clearly overestimated his strength.

How powerful the blessing of those fragments was, and at the same time it was shot, his arm was numb.

"Who is it?"

The masked man looked up in horror, and saw a handsome young man with one hand in his pockets, standing in the doorway, looking at him with disdain.

"Cut, want to grab a small number of false heavenly books, is it worth your while?"

"You, what do you say? Pseudo Heaven Book?"

The masked man was startled, and suddenly thought of something, shouted suddenly:

"You, you are Lin Tianyou, the king of ghosts?"

"Yes, it is Ben Shao. If Ben Shao did not guess wrong, you are the bad guy who commissioned Uncle Luo to seek out Ben Shao?"

Lin Tianyou looked at the masked man and said calmly.

"He actually came to the door?"

The masked man's heart set off a rough sea.

Obviously, you are careful, how can you still be found?

And it wasn't anyone else, or Lin Tianyou he had been trying to avoid.

This boy has a seven-star dragon dragon sword in his hands.

Even if the masked man's strength far exceeds Lin Tianyou, he is not his opponent.

"Can't let him take out the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword ~ ​​www.ltnovel.com ~ Otherwise, the lingering spirits cannot be pumped out today!"

Thinking of this, the masked man's gaze fixed, and his heart was calm.

Lin Tianyou is only the Ten Realms of Heaven in Yang Shi.

Strength will not exceed 100,000.

Without the help of a sword, he couldn't even beat him.

The masked male moved his right foot and instantly bullied himself.

A thick black soul is wrapped in the palms of both hands and patted towards Lin Tianyou's chest.

As long as he can successfully shoot, today he will make two major contributions to the ghostly ghost.

Lin Tianyou still stood with one hand in his pocket, standing still, and it seemed that he did not respond to the attack of the masked man at all.

"Hey, it seems my strength is too strong for 100,000 souls.

He didn't even respond, what a waste! "

With a strong disdain inside, the palm of the masked man has been pressed against Lin Tianyou's chest.

boom! !!

Photographed with both palms, a loud noise of gold and iron was heard.

"what?"

The masked man only felt that the palms of his hands seemed to hit the hardest soulstone in the underworld, and the numbness of his palms caused pain.

Lin Tianyou was standing still.

Seems completely unaffected by his palms.

"This is impossible!"

Frightened, the masked man withdrew more than ten steps in a row, and then stopped until there was no way back.

There was already deep fear in his eyes.

He is the King of Two Realms and an experienced warrior.

Judging from the attack just now, Lin Tianyou didn't have any injuries, which can only explain one possibility.

The strength of this boy must not be as simple as the 100,000 soul power of the exorcist of the Yangshi era.

But a superpower who is even more terrible than him.

Can Yang Shi appear such a superpower, is it a genius like Wan Fa Tianzun who can ignore the Tao?