Chapter 382: Power of Soul

Although I can't figure out what kind of big demon, the ancestors of the Wen family know that the more the demon people are more in shape, the more they cherish, and the more ancient blood they have.
He even heard rumors that the real ancestral demon is a human form, and there are even more ridiculous legends that a man was forged by an ancient great demon.
The legend is so absurd that it is not justified, but the one in front of it is extremely low, and the humanoid appearance is not ordinary, but it is a fact.
Recognizing this, the ancestors of the Wen family would never give up easily. The chase is a seven-day span that spans thousands of miles from the dragon ridge of Canglong Mountain to the neck of the dragon.
The monster seemed very intelligent. It seemed to know that out of this mang forest, with no cover, he was captured, but he refused to go far.
At this point, the terrain is more sinister and changeable, and he refuses to move forward, and always circles around here.
What's more troublesome is that the monster object has amazing power. In the realm of the blanket monster, it can be crushed, but it can't consume her, and she is always thrown away by her.
At this moment, the ancestor of Wen's arrogantly stood on the tip of the hawk's mouth, staring at the search demon disk. After a while, the demon showed a trace again.
This time, he didn't move blindly, just staring at the trick of searching for the monster on the demon disk, letting the blanket demon cultivate, and sat cross-legged.
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Huh, Huh ...
Xia Zimo was standing on the top of a pine tree, breathing heavily in a big mouth, his face dyed in the sun, and in the light of the sunset, a pair of colorful wings, flashing Huamang.
She was really tired, chasing continuously, exhausting her.
However, she also liked the feeling of flying in the air, and the air flow in the air became an excellent toy.
The original Zhang Huang, so far handy, flying seems to be engraved into her bone marrow.
"I was born a demon!"
Xia Zimo's eyes were dim.
For more than 20 years, she has also accepted the influence of the traditional thoughts of the evil spirits. She can understand Xu Yi, just as she knew it for the first time.
"Thinking about that bald boy again? Gaga, I said you're not cheap, people are too lazy to dump you, you still have to fight hard, quack, deserve it!"
Rui Ya stood on Xia Zimo's shoulder and started spraying again.
"I want you to take care of me, my aunt will drop you down."
Xia Zimo took a look back, not very angry.
But because of this way, this rappy duck kept spraying dung all over her mouth, and she was used to it.
Thanks to this annoying duck, all the way to quack, her mind quickly calmed down.
Rui Ya flapped his wings and said, "Quack, it's useless not to pull, do you really miss the bald boy, if you think about it, call the bald boy over, it's all about to die, and you don't hurry to see the last ? According to me, the best way for you to make him never forget you is to die in front of him. In this regard, the predecessors are foresighted. Like "Liu Yue Ji", "Biography of Yingying", Those loves that carry eternity, do n’t want to die like that.

Xia Zimo listened attentively and said, "How can I find him?"
"Don't pretend, I remember, he gave you a pass ball, quack, listen to it, it's true."
Rui Ya raised his wings and fluttered wildly.
Xia Zimo's thoughts moved, an extra ball was on his hand, and he was careful to capricorn.
"Hurry up, Ben Shao can understand, the kid is strangely lucky, Fu Zelong is long, not short-lived, to break this catastrophe, the bald kid must be ..."
Rui Ya hurried, his small wings fluttered, his face smug.
Suddenly, Xitian paddled a Changhong, and another powerful Qi came.
"Yay, what a shame, is Ben Shao really going to mourn and mourn this time, an old ghost is not enough, and another old ghost!"
Rui Duck quacked, and the small wings combined, taking the pass away.
Waiting to open the hub, the sound of the ball smashed. Xia Zimo took it easy.
Rui Duck was furious and fluttered around Xia Zimo, screaming, "Stupid woman, stupid woman, infatuated with the ball, and you are rarely killed by you."
Xia Zimo's beautiful flowery Yuyan was filled with calmness, as if the sound ball was broken and it completely cut off something.
"Smelly duck, this girl is dragging here, for a while and a half, the gangsters are not paying attention to you, hurry up!"
Xia Zimo laughed arrogantly.
"Stupid egg, stupid egg, yuppie, can I go, doomed, doomed, Ben Shaoyiyi ..."
Rui Ya jumped up and down, mourning endlessly.
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The ancestor of the Wen family jumped in a frown, looked away, and a rushing rainbow came quickly.
Immediately, a sharp shout broke through the air, "Mr. Wen, you arrived early. When you look at your bad luck, the old man knows that you haven't succeeded yet, alas, your old text is not very good. It ’s first-rate, and it looks like the goods this time are extraordinary.

The words were square, a middle-aged man with long hair, riding across a large bird of an institution, and swept across hundreds of feet. He was near, with a purple face, a raised eyebrow, and a middle eyebrow, with a purple fire.
It is the mid-old ancestor of the famous earthquake Dayue, Zihuo Tianjun Demon.
When I saw this, the ancestor of the Wen family lost his heart immediately. The surname of the demon came from Sanxiu, and the strange number among the ancestors of the Dayue Soul Period, relying on extraordinary minds and rare opportunities to achieve the soul-sense realm.
Among the eight ancestors of Da Yue, the only ancestor of the non-familial family, who has no door restraint, this person has always been unaware of behavior and is extremely difficult to entangle.
"The little demon in the obscure period actually invited you to join in the excitement. I don't know when Zihuo Tianjun will be in a good position."
The ancestors of the Wen family were neither salty nor authentic.
"So daring!"
Zihuo Tianjun stared at him with a divine thought, and the ripples appeared suddenly in the air. The invisible divine thought was directed at the ancestor of the Wen family.
The ancestor of the Wen family pinched their fingers on Baihui Acupoint, and released a god's thought.
The two thoughts collided in the volley, with the impact as the center of the circle, and suddenly a strong shock wave exploded.
The old face of the monster Junchi was white, and he said, "Everyone said that Wen Laoer was a slapstick and was useless. I see whoever said that and who was a fool!"
The ancestor of the Wen family did not change his face and hugged his fist. "Tianjun is so famous, and the old man is just capable of this."
His face was immersed in water, but in reality his heart was overturned. He was a strong soul in the early stage of the soul, but Yao Junchi was in the middle stage of the soul. Regarding the intensity of the spiritual thought, the monster can absolutely crush him before he hits. Looking at his life, the other party did not do his best, and he did his best.
The reason why the hard bridge and the hard horse confronted him was really because he knew that if he was weak, the strange monster who had followed for nearly twenty days was destined to miss him.
Sure enough, his toughness made Monster Jun suspect.
Although the demon Jun gallops himself and does his best, it is not difficult to take the ancestors of the following family, and the fluctuations that can be caused have to be considered. After all, the surname is also one of the eight ancestors of the Dayue period.
If it is killed, it will be unpredictable how the rest of the ancestors reacted without counting their losses.
After all, these are all born families, and he is naturally hostile to someone.
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