Chapter 611: Terror, die!

When the dragon array saw such a mighty power, he could not help but secretly worry: "Lv Yang does not know if he can handle it..."
The fear of the dragon array is purely superfluous. The dragon bones around Lu Yang and the things like stones are all sucked into the battle. However, Lu Yang is still like the sea needle. I can't let the suction of this method be strong. .
Lv Yang’s hands were opposite, and the yin and yang mirrors were suspended in his hands, and they kept rolling. Numerous weird runes flew out of the yin and yang mirrors. These weird runes were entangled in Lu Yang. It is like a strange blanket wrapped in Lu Yang.
This rune blanket was sucked by the magical demon array, and countless runes were taken in by the magic array, but the yin and yang mirrors in Lu Yang’s hands continued to issue runes, supplementing the
blanket
. "raw materials" on.
If the two sides fight like this, they become more than the soul power consumption. As long as the soul of the party is slightly weaker and cannot support the continuation, it will be the end of the battle.
However, the Dragon Array looks at their current situation, and it seems that there is no sign of the exhaustion of the soul. It seems that it is unlikely that you want to win the game at once.
Therefore, the Dragon Array turned its attention to Li Yuanchong and the Holy Devil.
The Holy Devil is a different kind among the Devils of the Eighteenth Temple. His power of the soul is a magical body of the gods, and is very similar to the chaotic soul of Ling Xiao.
The difference is that the spirits of the Holy Devils can only use one of the souls at the same time, and can not directly use the power of the souls and souls that have been merged together.
Even so, on the surface, his strength is still far stronger than Li Yuanchong.
This gap is not reflected in the difference between the soul and the level of the soul. It is completely reflected in the gun skills of both sides.
The Holy Devil did not use the real treasure as a weapon, but only used a soul force to illusion a purple long gun, and Li Yuanchong confronted.
No matter how Li Yuanchong's silver guns are made, the holy demon can always find the flaws in Li Yuanchong's shooting skills in the first time, and he is the first to take the shot and make Li Yuan stamped to death.
Li Yuanchong has never seen this kind of situation, and his mind has appeared a little embarrassed. He was almost shot by the Holy Devil with a silver gun in his hand.
Fortunately, Li Yuanchong experienced a lot of battles and adjusted the state in time. He quickly applied the holy fire to the silver gun and burned the purple magical rifle of the holy demon. This prevented the weapon from being shot. .
"Who are you?" Li Yuanchong opened the distance between himself and the Holy Devil, standing in the air, looking straight into the Holy Spirit.
"Your gun skills are still taught by you, how can you forget it?" The holy devil screamed and said two things: "Good grandson, I am your grandfather Li Xuanyi."
The face of the sacred demon suddenly changed, first became the appearance of Li Qingxuan, and then became the appearance of Li Xuanyi, revealing a meaningful smile toward Li Yuanchong.
"You are still alive." Seeing the way the holy devil is at this time, Li Yuanchong's mind was greatly shocked, and the soul of the Lijia people in the body began to become extremely unsettled: "kill him and kill him."
Li Yuanchong listened to these sounds from the depths of the soul, and the murderousness continued to overflow from the body: "Li Qingxuan, die."
"Hey." Li Yuanchong's left hand waved angrily forward. A holy fire dragon formed by the holy fire screamed and danced quickly, swooping toward the holy demon.
When the Holy Fire Dragon appeared, the Holy Devil did not dare to despise Li Yuanchong again, and hurriedly took out his housekeeping skills.
"The collection of the big method." Between the sacred devils, countless souls flew out of his soul chain, these souls whimpered, erraticly flying around, but the direction of their flight is always around Open Li Yuanchong's holy fire dragon, and then rush toward Li Yuanchong.
Many of these souls are the people Li Yuanchong knows, and there are six disenchants, aunts and fathers, and Yang Tianfuzi. These people who have gained power from the Holy Spirit are now holy. Fighting power.
Those people's faces are not very embarrassing or very painful. After accidentally hitting Li Yuanchong's holy fire, they even screamed with pain. The sharp voice like a bird's song kept stimulating Li Yuanchong's eardrum.
Among these people, Li Yuanchong also saw a face, which made Li Yuanchong have to return his holy fire dragon in time.
The woman with the painful face is not the good Mourning in the life of the soul, but who is it.
"Kill me..." Molin looked at the painful voice and kept mourning toward Li Yuanchong.
"You are still so shameless." Li Yuanchong, who is indifferent to color, can't help but anger at the moment. The holy demon knows that Li Yuanchong will never kill Ling Xiao's woman, so he uses this point to smash Li Yuanchong. .
Li Yuanchong is the most angry way to take such a hostage friend as a hostage.
"Haha..." The Holy Devil laughed at the sky: "Li Yuanchong, you and Ling Xiao are not good brothers and good friends. Now give you two choices, either kill yourself or kill this woman, and then fight with me."

The sacred deliberately made a loud voice, and the scorpion fighting with the slayer in the side could naturally hear the situation here, and the mental power could not help but show a wave of fluctuations: "Damn."
Long Yuxi knows badly, and quickly screams: "Ling, you give me some calm."
Although Ling Xiao is only a moment of confusion, for the thorns, such an opportunity is enough.
"Kid, let's die." When Ling Xiao's mental strength was not concentrated, the slayer finally escaped the swaying of Ling Xiao's mental power and stabbed the dagger to the back of Ling Xiao's heart.
Half a meter, so close, the thorns have no reason to miss.
Hey, the sound of a weapon piercing into the body was clearly and clearly sounded, and the blood flew out with this sound, and the dragon's dragon fire dragonfly was dyed red.
"This...how is it possible..." The sorcerer looked at Long Yu's holy fire dragon smashed through his chest, and his face was unbelievable.
His hand is only ten centimeters from the back of the heart, and his body is too fast, and he does not know when he will automatically pass through the dragon scorpion dragon dragonfly and become a meat waiting for barbecue. string.
"You forgot, this is my home." Long Yuxi said coldly to the unsuccessful thorns: "There are all kinds of holy fire dragons everywhere, I can judge your according to these breaths." Existence, in fact, your figure has not escaped my sight. What I am waiting for is that you have made a mistake."
The assassin who was famous for his assassination did not expect that he would always be so vigilant before he wanted to kill Ling Xiao.
Why is this, why?
Is it that he thinks that Ling Xiao is an extremely difficult object to assassinate, so he will be so excited when he starts, so that even his own safety is forgotten, even if the thorns are dead, they can't figure this out.
I can't relax my vigilance at any time. This is the first law of his assassination skills. I don't think I will die on this first article.
Long Yuxi took a glimpse of it and immediately split the body of the thorns into two, and the blood and internal organs spilled over the ground, letting the thorns die.
Ling Hao was so cold and sweaty that he remembered that he had just died here, and he still had a lingering fear.
If it wasn’t for the success of the dragon jade, the one that fell on the ground now is himself.
Ling Xiao wiped a cold sweat on his forehead, and his face looked pale and pale. "Yu Yu, thank you..."
Long Yuxi said slowly: "I don't know if I have an accident, will you be uneasy like this?"
"Hey, the crow's mouth." Ling Xiao slammed three times and held the mouth of Long Yuxi with his hand.
The Holy Devil originally wanted to harass Ling Xiao, so that he could help the slayer to deal with Ling Xiao, but he did not expect that the stealing of the chicken would not be the result of the anti-corrosion. The thorn was solved by the other party, which made the sacred stunned: "Ling Hey, you are lucky, but you want to save your woman Maureen, I am afraid there is no chance in my life."
Now that it is three-to-one, the holy demon knows that he can't escape. He hurriedly released Maureen's soul and pressed his palm on the head of Maolin's soul shadow: "However, let's make a deal, you put After I passed, I will return the soul of this woman to you."
To kill the Holy Devil, there is an opportunity in the future, and the Temple of the Devil is lost. The Holy Devil is just a slightly stronger purple power.
But if Maureen didn't save it, she lost the opportunity and didn't know when she had to wait.
Ling Xiao did not think about it and immediately agreed to the request of the Holy Devil: "Yes, but I believe you, I believe you can trust me, this transaction does not know how to proceed."
The Holy Devil screamed and said: "I don't think that the soul vows are binding on the guy who violates the soul vows all day, so you will get rid of the soul vows, give me a space flight ship, I am sure there is no movement inside. After I have passed the hand, I will return the woman’s soul to you."
"Good." Ling Xiao did not hesitate to throw the space flight boat left by the Seven Devils to the Holy Devil. After the Holy Spirit used the mental power to inspect it, he found that the space flight ship had not moved. Hands and feet, I smiled and said: "Ling Wei, becoming a big event, the guy who values ​​women like you is really a minority. OK, I am too lazy to grind with you, this woman, return it to you."
The Holy Devil throws out Maureen's soul, throws it far and wide, and then he plunges into the flying ship, like a funeral dog.
Ling Xiao hurriedly sucked Maureen's soul back with the magic token, and in the first time merged Maureen's body and soul.
Immediately, a stupid woman flew out of Ling Xiao’s storage space, and she stood in front of Ling Xiao.
Moline had tears in her eyes and looked at Ling Xiao with extremely complicated eyes. She gently whispered: "Ling Wei..."
This voice is full of joys and sorrows, sorrows and sorrows, and the heart of the singer can't help but tremble. About Morin's past, everything is in sight, once again in front of him...