"Boom!"
Ling Ye, who lived on the black throne, suddenly got up, far exceeding the extreme momentum in the people, straight into the clouds, like a god.
Ling Ye's eyes were cold, and the sound shocked.
"Posezi, Tang Chen, and all the title Douluo and Three Thousand Soul Master of Haixian Island have all been embarrassed."
"This is the end of the enemy with me, and the enemy with the Wuhun Empire!"
Ling Ye's voice echoed between the sea and the sky, with endless deterrence, making the two empires on the soul -guided boat shocked.
A number of ministers stood at the head of the soul -guided boat, looking at the tragic situation of Haixian Island, and her heart was mixed.
"Xiao Ye's strength is now terrible." Qing Yan Dou Luo Chuan said, his voice was full of relief.
Qian Xuexue nodded slightly, but his eyes always fell on Ling Ye.
She secretly thought about her, and her deity seemed to have a long distance compared to Ling Ye.
The ministers who really belong to the heavenly fight and the Star Luo Empire are all kinds of earth -colored.
The old minister of a heavenly -fighting empire trembled and said, "If this martial arts empire strikes, how should we resist?"
Everyone looked at each other, but no one could give the answer.
They are very clear in their hearts.
The Wuhun Empire is too powerful. Once they come to commit, they cannot stop even if the two empires join forces.
The two empires joined forces, for fear that they could not even match the Haixian Island.
Not to mention the martial arts empire that easily destroys Haixian Island and the terrible power of strength?
...
Over the Island of Haixian.
Ling Ye stood in the air, released a powerful thought.
God's thoughts shrouded the entire Haishen Island.
Suddenly, Ling Ye's thoughts felt the breath of Tang San.
Ling Ye's eyes were indifferent, his eyes stabbed into the ruins of Haixian Island like a sword, and the sound shocked the world.
The sound seemed to be with endless compression. The surrounding seawater set off a huge wave. The crowd on the soul -guided boat was painful by the eardrums, and his face was frightened.
"End"
Tang San hid under the ruins, heard Ling Ye's cold drink, and sat on the ground with his butt.
From the beginning of the battle, he hid in a hidden place in Haixian Island, dare not expose his trace, for fear of being discovered by Ling Ye.
Even if he witnessed his familiar people, Tang San did not move at all.
Greeting is afraid of death.
Cold blood ruthless.
These two idioms are vividly reflected in Tang San!
"No, I have to run!"
Tang San's body trembled slightly because of fear, gritted his teeth, stood up, and immediately fled desperately towards a distance.
The power of Lan Yinhuang surged under his feet, trying to fight for a line of vitality.
"I don't know, the so -called soul saint, but also attempts to escape from the bottom of my eyelids?"
Ling Ye was expressionless, and slowly stretched out one hand to turn into a dark giant hand that covered the sky, and grabbed Tang San.
Tang San felt a dark pressure on his head.
As if a towering black mountain collapsed, it brought unparalleled pressure.
The pressure of this dark giant hand made Tang San's souls instantly disordered. The meridians in the body seemed to be torn by an invisible force, and the pain was unbearable.
"No !!"
Tang San roared, and his voice was full of unwillingness and despair.
Tang San opened the soul power in his body to the extreme. The vine of the blue silver emperor grew crazy, and quickly intertwined into a huge shield on his head, trying to resist this dark giant.
However. The dark giant hand is just a gently pressing.
The seemingly tenacious blue silver emperor's shield was like a paper paste, and it was broken instantly, turning into the air in countless pieces.
See this scene.
Tang San's heart was full of despair. Is he really going to die?
Cold sweat continued to emerge from his forehead, wet his shirt, and beating his heart crazy in his chest, as if to break through his chest.
Just at this time.
A mysterious power came from the depths of the Haixian Island. The power was vast, and Tang San was instantly protecting Tang San.
"Well? Haixian still has back hands!"
Ling Ye's heart was doubtful, and he frowned slightly and thought secretly.
Since the Haixian stays with the back hands, why not save Poseis and others, watching the sea god island's annihilation, but to save Tang San?
But he didn't have too much time to think about it.
"What about the sea god?"
Ling Ye cold snorted, the power of Jiuyou broke out, and the black mist wrapped him instantly.
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The power above the dark giant hand suddenly increased several times, instantly crushing the power of the Helbing, and continued to catch Tang San.
...
At the same time, Shura God, who is far away from the god of God, is peeking at Haixian Island.
"Damn! The power of the sea god can't stop Ling Ye at all, and I have to come in person!"
Shura God was unwilling to fall into Ling Ye's hands, and secretly inherited the divine power into Tang San's body through inheritance.
Tang San only felt that a powerful force was instantly flooded!
Then.
Tang San turned around uncontrollably, and in his hand, Hao Tian Hammer Wuhun shone bloody and was controlled by Shura God.
A dark red hammer shabby blasted towards the dark giant hand.
A loud noise!
Shura's hammer collided with the dark giant hand, and the powerful energy fluctuations distorted the surrounding space.
Taking advantage of this empty gap.
The god of Shura manipulated Tang Sanji for a long time, and it flew out of thousands of times in an instant!
"Want to run? There is no door!"
Ling Ye cold snorted, the cold mang flashed in his eyes, and he stepped down, spanning thousands of feet, and came to Tang San's body instantly.
Jiuyou's power broke out, and the sense of oppression made the surrounding air seemed to solidify.
"Broken!"
Ling Ye stretched out a fingers, and a fingertips were gathered at the fingertips.
If the energy can devour everything, with the endless destruction atmosphere, it directly pokes into the divine power of Tang San's body into the Shura God.
This finger seems to be lightly described, but it contains extremely horrible power!
This is a finger made of destruction, the power of darkness, the power of qi and blood, the spiritual power, and the power of swallowing.
It is Ling Ye's latest self -created soul skills!
I saw that when Ling Ye pointed out, the Shura divine power in Tang San's body was instantly dispersed.
Immediately afterwards.
Ling Ye's right fist tightly, the fist was wrapped around Jiuyou's power, waved out, and the fists whistled, as if it could tear the space.
This punch hit Tang San's back heavily.
Tang San had no time to respond at all, and the whole person was like a rocket, and he was shot out of the front.
Under this powerful impact.
Tang San passed a long arc in the air, flying out of a thousand meters!
The power of this punch of Ling Ye is not only to fly Tang San, but the power of Jiu You contained, but also through the residual Shura divine power, directly creating Tang San's body.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Tang San felt that his five internal organs seemed to be stirred into a ball. The pain made him dark in front of him, and he almost fainted.
The corners of his mouth were constantly overflowing blood, and his body twitched uncontrollably.
(End of this chapter)