Vol 3 Chapter 496: Soulful atmosphere

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The soul knife runs through the chest, and the blood rushes out along the wound. For a long time, I have never suffered such a purple sputum, and I can't help but a cold air.
In addition, there is luck.
The wound looked shocking, but it didn't hurt the vital part, it just looked too bad.
There is also the power to fight again.
He didn't dare to pull out the soul knife, and he stood up straight, his body flashed, and there was a saint.
The light in the sky flashed, and a powerful attack fell, attacking young people.
In the face of these attacks, the young man simply waved his hand, and between his palms, the soul flowed, and it was a broken attack that was broken down again and again.
As if the firecrackers were blasting beside them, the fluctuations formed did not cause any harm to the young people.
The young people at this time seem to be invincible.
Seeing the purple eyes of this scene, almost desperate, he screamed and rushed forward again.
Just before the purple rush, the ghost was carrying a transmission to the small dumb.
Hey!
The next moment, the holy character stirred up, apparently the purple scorpion knew nothing, indicating that the ghosts forcibly took the three to leave.
"Do not!"
The mountain screamed and left the scope of the transmission. She did not want to give up the sable at this time, but she was dragged by Noah.
"Don't be impulsive!" Noah whispered, but his eyes were staring at the young man, seeming to remember his appearance, inscribed in the bottom of his heart.
The little dumb on one side is very sad and helpless, because she guessed what the purple is doing.
He can kill the enemy, but he has to pay for his life in order to protect her.
She shook her head again and again, feeling worthless, because the purple talent is excellent, and she is just a maid.
At this time, the purple scorpion flew away toward the young man, like a moth to fight the fire, with a decisive intention in the eyes, some tragic and strong.
"Why, want to hold me? Let them leave? Do you think it is possible?"
The young man smiled lightly, and a little under his feet, had already crashed toward the purple cicada.
No use of the soul, but pure power, and when he is close to the purple, the powerful soul of the surface of the purple scorpion seems to be oppressed by some kind of power, quickly annihilated.
A bang!
The purple scorpion flew out and was mixed with the sound of broken bones.
The gap between the two sides is too big, no wonder the other party can threaten to kill Xuan ammonia and others.
The purple scorpion was hit and the young man was swiftly swept forward and reached the front of the three.
Hey! Hey! Hey!
He patted the three palms and saw that the three men immediately flew out. The sacred sacred act appeared in the hands of young people and was forcibly intercepted.
"Do you want to run?"
The young man looked at the three people, and there was a smile on his lips.
The purple scorpion that fell in the distance, standing up, his eyes staring at each other, and after coming to the world, he has never experienced such a grievous battle.
Looking at the purple sable, the young man said: "Why, I feel that I can't beat me, so I want to kill me with my eyes? It seems that you have killed many people with your eyes these years?"
The force in his hand was broken and the intercepted transmission was broken. This time it was directly damaged and not stimulated.
This is the red-naked provocation and ridicule, but it also makes the purple singer wake up, facing the powerful strength of the other side, he is desperate, so it is unreasonable to be a taboo.
The young man's gaze, removed from the purple scorpion, and then looked at the Noah three, he touched his chin and said: "Which one of you first killed?"
"Well, it's you."
His eyes locked Noah.
The next moment, the breath of the soul's real world broke out, and his pale gaze became extremely cold.
Like a teleport, he instantly arrived in front of Noah.
A boxing out.
It’s lightning fast.
Hey!
Noah's body bent instantly, like a cooked shrimp, accompanied by broken bones, and he fell to the ground, his body motionless.
The breath disappears.
he died.
The heart of the purple cicada just calmed down and burned again. His eyes were red and his breathing became short.
"dead!"
He rushed forward, and the soul of the whole body broke out in an instant.
Destroy the soul!
His strongest means.
Looking at the incoming attack, the young man smiled coldly and said: "I see that you are the one who died, right?"
He took a shot and the powerful soul began to flow between the palms.
Ziyan once again felt the strong pressure, and the pressure was not only for the body, but also for his own soul.
Even if his soul is very extraordinary, it is still suppressed at the moment.
The soul light is annihilated as it moves forward, and the power is constantly decreasing. This feeling is like a group of cockroaches who see the real dragon, and have the pressure of a superior.
A huge shock!
Without any accident, the body of the purple scorpion fell back again, falling in the distance, the ribs were broken several times, and the blade on the chest was deeper into a section. At present, only the shank remains.
The young man looked at the purple scorpion and dismissed: "The guy who is not self-sufficient, then, kill another person."
The sound just fell, his body shape is once again flashing, this time in front of the mountain, with a hand knife, the soul flashes.
On the body of the mountain, there was a blood mark that slanted through the body, almost dividing the whole body into two.
Her eyes are wide, blood is spilling through the corners of her mouth, and not much life is dissipating.
She looked at the purple sable, the mouth of the mouth slowly opened, and the smile that stretched out was solidified.
The mountain is also dead.
The eyes of the purple eyes are already red, and the killing of the sky is coming from the heart, but this time, he did not find young people to fight hard.
The other party is too strong, and the purple eyes at the moment are not opponents at all.
"It’s still sensible, it’s a small look at you.

Looking at the motionless purple, the young man smiled lightly and then looked at the dumb. "Then it's up to you."
In the eyes of the dumb, there is a touch of decisiveness, and running can't run, then only one fights.
She holds the sword forward, the sword is a soul soldier, the quality is very extraordinary, I believe that as long as a sword falls on the other side, this sharp weapon can definitely hurt the other side.
It is a pity that this sword has just been handed out, and it has been stopped by a giant force. Between the soul and the shock, the soul sword falls off from the hands of the little dumb.
Only one stroke lost the biggest reliance, which made Xiaomu feel desperate, but she still did not give up, mobilized her own soul, want to shoot again.
Just then, I saw the young man reaching out and scratching the neck of the dumb.
A blood mark appeared.
The soul of the little dumb body dissipated, and the vitality began to dissipate.
The young man stood by and watched the scene quietly, or was admiring the scene.
Xiaomu slowly turned and looked at Zi Yan, then fell down.
There is no breath.
Even this goal is dead.
The breath of the purple scorpion is also weak to the extreme, and the injury is very heavy.
There is hate in his eyes, his eyes are red, but he wants to restrain his emotions, and his body is constantly shaking.
He closed his eyes~EbookFREE.me~ no longer went to see the young man.
The young man did not continue to take the shot, but stood there looking at the purple, seemingly willing to leave some time for him.
The soul of the purple scorpion began to stir, like a black cloud, or a thick black fog, enveloped around the body.
Then, these dense fogs changed, began to roll and then contracted.
The young man who noticed this scene had an accident in his eyes. "It makes you see some clues. The talent is good."
At this moment, Zi Yan opened his eyes, his eyes were still red, and the killings were raging. "The soul is only real, is it really invincible?"
I saw the soul of the purple scorpion, and it stirred up again, but this time it was no longer a rush, but a contraction.
When all the souls were taken into the body, his breath changed again.
This is the soul of the soul.