Chapter 611: Big broken chasing teacher

In the summer, the right hand and the instantly came out, and a huge finger phantom appeared in the air.
When the hit the two chasers, the bodies of the two chasers were split directly into two halves.
"No, the right hand of my right hand is definitely not so powerful." The brows of summer wrinkled, but his perspective eyes immediately found the wrong place.
"Well, they are the soul." The summer finally found the clue, and then the footsteps of the clouds.
Instantaneous surgery.
He came to Han Zifeng and Zhong Chuhong in a flash, then pulled them up and disappeared again.
When the two of them left, there were two black shadows in the positions where they had just stood.
"Good insurance!" Han Zifeng wiped the sweat on his forehead.
"I finally understood that the so-called chasers are themselves souls. Their are not their own. For them, they are just a carrier. That is, as long as the soul is not destroyed, it is crushed, for They don't hurt a lot." The perspective of the summer finally saw through the chasing spirit.
"You actually know so much, and you can't leave you." The two chasers looked cold and rushed to the summer.
In another place, the generals have been constantly attacking the master of the chasing spirit. The master of the chasing spirit is already panting at this time, which shows that their reorganization is also very expensive. .
"You two, hurry up, I have to stop, this big zombie is really amazing." The master did not expect this big zombie to be so powerful, his attack on this big zombie simply does not work, this big The zombie's defense is invincible, and even the soul is stronger than normal.
The most worrying thing in summer is that these two guys attacked. He didn’t have anything. Because he was not a witch, he didn’t cultivate his soul, so their attack didn’t have much effect on themselves. However, Han Zifeng and Zhong Chuhong are different. Both of them are people who cultivate souls, so as long as the chasing master touches both of their bodies, they can directly take away the souls of both of them.
It is like a ghost messenger.
"Damn, this is not a way to go." The summer brow wrinkled, he can not directly kill the two people, can only kill them like a big zombie, let them continue to consume.
"Zi Feng, if your soul is taken out of the body, will you die?" asked in the summer while pulling two people to run.
"No, we can do it now, but what we are most afraid of is that the soul is destroyed after the soul is out or the soul is burned by the fire." Han Zifeng hurriedly explained.
"Fire! There is." Summer face a happy, then directly throw Han Zifeng and Zhong Chuhong out: "You two stand, don't move."
The two chasers directly returned to them in the summer.
The rhinoceros is the second most important.
A huge finger phantom appeared in the air and was directly attached to the two chasers.
puff!
The two chasing souls directly decomposed and passed through the summer fingers.
"It's now." The summer's face was a joy.
Refining!
Two flames appeared directly above the hands of the summer.
puff! puff!
The flame directly ignited the two soul chasers.
what!
A scream came out of the mouths of the two chasers, and their and soul began to burn directly.
"Fire, their weakness is actually afraid of fire." Han Zifeng said excitedly, he witnessed the miracle, the unbeaten, the immortal, the undead chasing master was actually killed in the summer.
He is really worshipping the dead summer now.
"The boss is really amazing. I actually witnessed the miracle with my own eyes." Zhong Chuhong looked at the summer with a adoration, and summer was the first person she had worshipped in her life.
"Teacher!" The brother of the chasing spirit saw the tragic death of the two younger brothers shouting loudly, and at the same time there was a terrible horror on his face!
Instant surgery!
puff!
The summer moment appeared behind the man, and a flame in his right hand was directly photographed on him.
what!
The brother’s mouth made a very horrible cry.
At the same time, somewhere in the mountains.
The person who was watching the soul jade suddenly heard three sounds. At first, he thought that he had misunderstood, because the soul jade of the most elite person in Maoshan was placed here, and it was impossible to break.
Because it is broken, it means the dead.
But then he suddenly woke up and hurriedly ran over to check.
When he saw the three pieces of jade slipped, the whole person was shocked: "It's bad, something big."
Just for a moment, the tops of Maoshan are all gathered together. The strength of these people is all at the prefecture level. Here is a big hall. The hall is magnificent and has the momentum of the ancient palace. Everyone’s face is very cold. They seem to feel something very scary.
Everyone remembers the legend.
"The chasing soul is broken, and Maoshan is destroyed."
The chasing soul is dead, and three dead at a time.
The unbeaten, immortal, immortal, and undead chasing soul died.
Just as everyone was in the most tense atmosphere, a white-bearded, white-haired old man came out from behind and sat on the huge chair at the top. The chair was large enough to accommodate three or four people. It’s built and it’s a giant beast.
Behind the huge gold chair is a portrait of Taishang Laojun.
"The soul chaser is a cultivation method passed down from ancient times. I spent a hundred years to build a team of chasing souls. I used this team to destroy the witchcraft door. The chasing spirit became an immortal legend. The man sitting at the top said that this person is the ancestor of Maoshan. This time, even the Maoshan ancestors were alarmed.
"Elder!" One of the people sitting underneath was sweating and wanted to say something.
"I once said, don't let the chasing souls show up easily, don't expose their existence." When Maoshan's ancestors said it, they looked at the sweaty person.
"Old ancestor, I am wrong, give me another chance." The man trembled and squatted on the ground and begged for mercy.
Maoshan ancestors did not speak, and the right hand lifted slightly.
puff!
That person straightforward for the blood fog.
Everyone else didn’t dare to look up. They were all prefecture-level masters, including the one who had just died.
The master of the prefecture is definitely a master of the high hand, and is respected by countless people, but there is no power to fight back here, and it is destroyed by the ancestors of Maoshan.