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Chapter 927 Dali(2/2)

At the moment, this strange saint is using a life-threatening style of fighting, a style of killing both of them. Even Que Midu, who is wearing holy armor, is changing his tactics at the moment.

"The Five Color Wheel."

"Desert Hengtian!"

A round five-color millstone is like a Taoist millstone, and also like the stars of the Great Realm blooming with the most brilliant light.

Bang!!!

The world collapsed.

The stars in the eternal sky also shattered.

The magical powers supported by Que Midu were like two dazzling stars colliding together when they clashed.

Immediately afterwards, large cracks appeared on his five-color millstone, and the eternal divine light sky was completely covered by black and red mysterious light, and the original day suddenly turned into night.

puff.

The blood that surged up suddenly spurted out.

Que Mitu flew out and barely managed to keep his body upright.

He looked at the palm of his hand that was holding the holy spear in horror. The palm was already bloody and bloody, and the crystal holy energy of flesh and blood was lingering, but it couldn't stop trembling.

When fighting the big ghost, he heard the shouts and roars of his body, as if he was really holding up the sky at that moment.

"What kind of Taoist body are you?!"

Shocked Que Midu shouted and asked.

Although his Five Elements Dao Body was physically inferior to a first-class Dao Body, it was by no means fragile. Unexpectedly, when he caught the hammer, he seemed to be hit hard by the entire Nether World.

He can still maintain his human form now because the opponent did not pursue the victory.

Not only did Que Mitu blurt out the question, but Luo Tianfeng, who was doing his exercises to support his magic power, also had a strange look in his eyes.

He thought that Tushanjun should be strong in magical powers.

After all, as a weapon spirit and an old guy, he has been studying magic and magical powers for a long time, so he is definitely not comparable to ordinary monks, and the body of the main soul is also comparable to the top Taoist body.

In terms of physical strength, it may be able to compete with the undefeated Shura Dao body in the same realm.

This undoubtedly made Luo Tianfeng's fear of Tu Shanjun even higher.

A ruthless, ruthless, terrifying weapon spirit main soul who is capable of both culture and martial arts.

Once the main soul's cultivation surpasses his, his wealth and life will completely fall into the control of the other party. He is not a person who is willing to be controlled by others.

This also intensified his restrictions on Tushanjun's conduct.

Unless absolutely necessary, do not feed Yin Shen Yang Shen to the Zunhun Banner.

Que Mitu didn't know what Luo Tianfeng was thinking, he just wanted to escape now.

Instead of fighting this monster, it is better to use the Five Elements Taoist's most outstanding light escape, let him shuttle through the Grand Formation Palace and leave the Shura Treasure House. As long as he walks out of here, he can escape.

"Five elements shuttle flash!"

Just as he was casting the spell, a figure fell from above and exploded. The blood rain covered him and blasted him out of the void.

The injured Que Midu spat out a mouthful of blood. The protective armor on his body was corroded by the blood and stained with rust, and the light of divine power was no longer visible.

Keng!

The hammer fell, firmly embedded in his armor.

The huge strength made it difficult for him to get up again.

puff!

Que Midu only felt that his body was very heavy, and his life was also passing away when the blood burst out.

Que Mitu screamed and realized that he could no longer wait. If he didn't give up his body, he would only be dragged down by it, causing his Yang and Yin gods to be exhausted by his body.

Then he got a flash of light.

The Yin God turned into a stream of light and performed a shuttle flash, disappearing into the void in front of him.

Que Midu, who suffered heavy losses, screamed: "I will repay this revenge ten times or a hundred times!"

"You have no chance."

An ethereal voice mixed with hoarseness resounded.

The souls of the dead appear on Que Midi Road.

If you don't care about the void, you will urge your soul to flee.

However, no matter how much he pushed it, he found that his body had not left, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

Looking again, he didn't know when he had already put on a yoke. The two hooks at the front of the black and red chain were shaped like hook knives and pierced into his shoulders, locking his body.

The wide shackle across the neck looks like the facade of a shrine.

The big pale hand at the end of the void grasped the dark lock.

A tug.

Que Midu's spirit was immediately pulled out.

Tu Shanjun kicked Que Midu's body over, opened his palms to form his soul, and was about to refine it.

"Keep someone under your command!"

Tu Shanjun, who was about to refine his soul, glanced away.

Staring coldly at the person who spoke.

It was Luo Tianfeng who was able to move.

There are very few people in this world who can persuade him not to kill.
Chapter completed!
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