Xu Xuan's eyes seemed to have endless anger burning, turning into a spiritual anger that was like the essence!

Half a meter!

Seeing that the broken ancient sword was within reach, Xu Xuan's power to merge with some of the remaining souls in his previous life has been raised to its limit.

"These two boys are really not simple..." The remnant soul in the ancient sword was secretly surprised, and then sneered, "But just relying on the strength of you two, I want to kill me? I'm afraid it's not enough!"

The last half meter!

Nie Han and Xu Xuan both reached the limit, and it is difficult to make any progress.

"I can't hold on anymore. You can already enter the half-meter range, so why not take the Purple Soul Jade first..."

The sound of the weak soul in the previous life came.

Xu Xuan hesitated slightly, and from the corner of his eyes he saw Yu Qin lying on the ground behind him, with her pale face, slightly trembling eyelashes, and shocking bloody sword marks on her body.

I wonder if such a severe injury can continue life?

"Kill it first-"

Xu Xuan's anger surged again in his chest.

The spiritual power burning in anger drove the integration and integration of every flesh, essence, and qi and blood power in the body, and burned and sublimated.

In a faint sense, a light red aura that is numerous times stronger than the internal strength is brewing and born in the flesh and blood body and spreads rapidly throughout the body.

"What kind of power is this..."

The ancient sword in the spiritual well made an inexplicably terrified call.

At the last moment, Xu Xuan's pupils were red, and a layer of empty fire was stained with the surface of his body, just like an ancient dragon burning and roaring in the fire.

"What's going on... the realm has not reached the tenth level, but its power has exceeded the tenth level, at least half a step and tenth level! Although this tenth transformation has not yet been truly formed, it is much more terrifying than what I have learned in my previous life."

The shocked screams of the souls of the previous life were heard in my mind, and they were excited and ecstatic.

Hoop--

In the soul level, Xu Xuan seemed to transform into an ancient flame dragon, with uncontrollable anger, and rushed straight towards the long river of sword intent of the broken ancient sword as the roared thunder.

"What! Is this guy an ancient real dragon..."

The ancient sword was shocked and frightened, and the "clang" turned into a lightning, and fled directly in a mess, not even caring about Lingquan...
Chapter completed!