Chapter 390 Equality in Disguise Wang Qiuer’s Eighth Soul Ring
The light dissipated.
The two seriously injured Wuhundian titled Douluo fled in panic.
Bibi Dong disappeared.
Jiang Shuo frowned and glanced around.
Qian Renxue, who was watching the battle, was stunned.
That woman is dead? Die so silently?
Juyueguan in the distance noticed that the situation of the battle suddenly changed, and his expression changed instantly.
Flip your wrist and shoot the chrysanthemum sword, then retreat in a hurry.
Suddenly, an inconspicuous dark light appeared like water mist, forming in the blink of an eye.
Instantly close the distance with Jiang Shuo.
Qin!
The sharp scythe cut through the air, slashing out a half-moon light in mid-air.
It is Bibi Dong.
The ninety thousand year defensive soul skill is the ninth soul skill of her Soul-Eating Spider Emperor, and this immortal body is the ninth soul skill of the Death Spider Emperor’s martial spirit.
Even if her whole body is broken, she can turn it into energy to reorganize.
The speed of the sickle light was very fast, and it was so unexpected that it was difficult for everyone to react. The magic flash appeared and struck Jiang Shuo's head.
Qian Renxue, who had been watching the battle, let out a soft cry, and the sharp sickle light also made Wang Qiuer, who was preparing to pursue in the distance, suddenly turn his eyes.
Bibi Dong smiled sadly.
At such a close distance, there is no time for the soul skill to be fully used. If you block it with your hands, your hand will be cut off. If you use the martial soul's true body to resist, the martial soul's true body will also be chopped into pieces.
Her confidence in the Death Scythe is greater than her confidence in her own strength.
Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with joy.
Jiang Shuo smiled scornfully again.
My eyes flashed brightly.
The second skill of the soul bone attached to the Heart of Light is Holy Dragon Judgment.
Using the bright energy stored in the heart as a pump and the eyes as the attack direction, the energy is converted into spiritual shock and launched suddenly to defeat the evil soul master.
The soul bone skill has soul bone as its entity, and its attack speed is better than the soul ring skill.
Bibi Dong moved her body closer, which was like putting her head under the knife.
This attack is neither energy nor physical. It is Jiang Shuo's only mental attack skill.
The next moment the female pope of Wuhun Hall made a muffled sound like a watermelon exploding.
Her head exploded.
The power of the half-moon sword slashed by the long scythe was greatly reduced, and Jiang Shuo took it without moving.
Although Bibi Dong has two martial spirits, a spider is a spider, and the level of the Beast King will not be too high. It cannot be compared with Zhong Liwu’s top evil martial spirit Death God Mo Wei, although they are both ninth level. At level 18, Zhongliwu couldn't resist it, let alone her.
The headless body swayed backwards in the void.
The flesh wound on the neck sprayed black and red blood into the air.
It looked ferocious and terrifying.
Jiang Shuo stepped forward and snatched the scythe from her clenched hand.
By the way, he punched the chest.
Blow up the rest of her body.
She was about to activate the fierce and royal true meaning of the golden sea between her brows to kill away her remaining consciousness.
Light flickers in the sky.
A sword light suddenly appeared in front of the broken bodies of Jiang Shuo and Bibi Dong.
It’s Qian Renxue who flutters her wings and comes.
At this time, Jiang Shuo had already seen her martial spirit and guessed the woman's identity, but he had ignored it before.
At this time, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Nian, you have never touched me, but if you want to seek death, I don't mind raising my hand one more time."
"Don't kill her, just... to offset the friendship between them, okay?" Qian Renxue said in a low voice.
“I am that Xue Qinghe.”
Jiang Shuo’s face was pale, “It has nothing to do with me whether you are Xue Qinghe or whoever you are, get out of the way.”
Qian Ren Xue held the cross sword tightly and looked stunned.
Jiang Shuo pushed forward with a palm, and the violent thrust immediately pushed the descendant of the angel in front of him away.
The golden sea between the eyebrows was activated, and the majestic true meaning of the royal way quickly consumed Bibi Dong's remaining consciousness.
Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, slashed horizontally with her long sword, and struck forward with sword light. Jiang Shuo raised his hand and held it in vain. The sword light seemed to be pinched by an invisible giant hand and exploded with a bang.
Then, the giant hand came up, Qian Renxue's face turned red, and she fell into deep powerlessness.
Subsequently, the remaining soul let out a shrill wail, and Bibi Dong was completely consumed.
Bang!
A jet-black mark flew out from the sea of consciousness of the female pope of Wuhun Palace, and was immediately exploded by Jiang Shuo's palm filled with golden lightning.
......
Qian Renxue's pupils turned red instantly. She hated this woman for killing her father and ignoring her.
But she is her biological mother after all, and the sadness stemming from blood ties cannot be suppressed.
Jiang Shuo raised his gaze and looked forward quietly.
“The Wuhun Palace is yours.”
Qian Renxuechen’s purple pupils turned around, revealing numbness.
Jiang Shuo said no more and turned towards Wang Qiuer.
Juyueguan has fled in horror, Qiuer is waiting aside.
He didn't care about the so-called life-and-death war that followed.
This world is incomplete, and he felt it firsthand. Bibi Dong’s Shen Kao was extremely weak, and the Shen Kao mark was exploded by him with one palm.
This reminded him that Tang San here was most likely not a time traveler, but a native.
Coupled with Bibi Dong's death and the hunt for the Azure Bull Python next, many of Tang San's spirit rings should be weakened.
The two parties are equal in disguise.
……
Yukong returns.
Jiang Shuo took Wang Qiuer straight to the depths of the Starry Forest.
Feeling the same atmosphere, Wang Qiuer couldn't help but take a deep breath.
It is almost the same big lake, but the breath of life is much weaker.
Jiang Shuo turned his eyes and looked around, then looked intently at the bottom of the lake.
Of course, there was only a dormant python-like giant beast inside, and there was no god-level soul beast like the Silver Dragon King.
There are no big ferocious beasts such as Di Tian and Jade Princess.
Jiang Shuo took a step forward.
Suddenly.
The lake exploded.
Sensing the dangerous aura at the other end, the python-like beast dormant at the bottom of the lake rushed out of the water and took the lead in spraying water jets at the two of them.
Jiang Shuo gently raised his hand and shook it.
In an instant, the space was distorted.
The attack direction of the python-like giant beast was abruptly deflected, and its huge body seemed to have withstood a violent grip.
There was a loud cracking sound of broken bones.
The giant python-like beast looked up to the sky and roared, making a roar like a dragon or a snake.
Jiang Shuo's free right hand made another false push, using the power of space.
Boom!
The violent ripples of air rolled out of the air, one after another crashing into the azure bull python that was over a hundred meters long and nestled in the air.
The Azure Bull Python is a species that is said to possess part of the bloodline of the mythical beast Azure Dragon.
And it is the soul beast with the highest cultivation level in this forest, with a combat power equal to about 150,000 years.
But now, it is extremely difficult for such a giant beast to resist in the hands of young people. After being hit by the air wave, its injuries immediately worsened.
Jiang Shuo Ling grasped the air, controlled it, and grabbed it to the ground.
“Give it a good time.”
Wang Qiu'er said a quick 'hmm', raised the golden dragon spear in his hand, plunged it into his brain, and killed it.
A terrifying suction force came from the gun, quickly sweeping away the energy and blood of the dead python-like beast.
Wang Qiuer's body received conscious feedback from the spear, and his own Qi and blood became strong, and his eighty-level foundation became deeper and deeper.
A large red soul ring emerged from the huge head of the python-like beast, inlaid with a half-gold pattern.
Qiuer sat down cross-legged without any hesitation and began to absorb.
(End of this chapter)