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Chapter 552:True Soul Realm

Oh, hey!

Spit out a mouthful of heat, spreading into a sea of fire in the air, and on the face of Zhou Yan, there is a crazy war.

It is true that for a long time, I have not encountered such a strong opponent, the strength of the mausoleum city master, compared with the last time the United States God, is not a grade.

Seeing the black eagle claws sweeping, the breath of Zhou Yan was slightly heavy, and the dragon shadow appeared on the top of his head, and he roared out in a roar of the sky.

Hush!

The real air rolls over, the dragon shadow takes off, and the black claws are crazy to bite, and the fight is endless.

When Zhou Yan's footsteps were slightly pressed, when he bounced again, the figure had reached the dome of the earth palace, and above the palm of his hand, there was a huge thunderstorm in the raging.

Three thousand fire!

Dozens of thunderstorms fell wildly, and the burning light covered the entire earth palace, only a series of crackling sounds were heard, and the local palace began to collapse.

Ask Qing Tian is in the middle of the lightning storm, suffered such a terrible attack, the body slightly trembling, the face becomes black and taunting.

For those who are reborn, lightning seems to have a very strong restraining effect on them.

Hip it!

When the last thunderfall falls, ask the body of the green sky to be scorched black, like a charred withered wood.

Avoiding a rock that fell down due to the collapse of the earth palace, Zhou Yan looked at the body with a little breath and asked the young man, and saw that his eyes were still turning, and could not help but frown.

This old and immortal thing is very tenacious.

Hip!

Suddenly, when Zhou Yan's attention was focused on asking the young sky, a crisp sword suddenly sounded behind him, which suddenly made him warn him.

He turned around, his palms patted it, and what was in front of him was the cold and beautiful face of the condensate moon.

Hush!

The light sword, which played a great power in the hands of the condensate moon, not only broke the dragon scales of Zhou Yan, but also his innermost Shenlong alchemy defense was broken, and the sword hole was pierced through his palm.

Blood dripped, the color of violence appeared in Zhou Yan's eyes, the palm of his hand was stabbed, and the sword was broken by him, and the blade was deeply embedded in his palm.

The killing broke out, and Zhou Yan's other palm quickly shot toward the condensate moon's brain door.

I saw a brief look of panic in the eyes of the congeal moon, but it was fleeting, and soon looked at him with a mocking look.

Zhou Yan's heart moved slightly, and the force was subtracted nearly half, and did not break the condensate moon's brain, but fanned her face.

"I've forgiven you three times, and this is the second time."The killing of the heart of the raging heart said.

The condensate moon was slapped, not only without anger, but also looked deeply at Zhou Yan and did not speak.

Bounce!

The momentum boiled, and the black air rose from the ground like a dirty black water, instantly submerged half of the earth palace, and accelerated the collapse.

Ask the young man to regain his combat effectiveness again.

Zhou Yan's work force the blade embedded in the palm of the hand, the second wood is really haunted, and the wound is restored at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“The Sword!”

At the same time of recovery, the other hand of Zhou Yan appeared a green sword, radiant, like the sun piercing the dark clouds, the sword light will be cut off the black water.

"It's not just you who will perform the magic of the soul."

Zhou Yanyuan soul attacked, condensed into a huge fist, and constantly bombarded the soul world of Qing Tian.

Under the blessing of the two-dimensional destiny hymn, his soul attack increased the effect by 10% and was powerful.

Ask the face of the face of the face of the color of pain, after all, he is just a wisp of the soul of the mausoleum city master differentiation, how can withstand Zhou Yan so fierce attack.

“The rubbish of the original world, you’re dead!”

In the end, the soul of the mausoleum master had to give up asking the body of Qing Tian and came out and scream.

“Cheading!”

Zhou Yan will not care so much, a sword beheading out, the sword is shining, the ghost is extinct, and the crazy tearing of the soul of the mausoleum city master.

Before the soul was shattered, the mausoleum city master was angry first, then sneered, and looked at Zhou Yan with an extremely compassionate look, as if he were looking at a person who was going to die.

“Princess, run away!”

Finally, the city’s owner shouted a word and finally dissipated.

The condensate moon was a palm of the earth palace, and looked back at Zhou Yan and said, "You will regret having let me go today."

With that, she stepped out of the hole that had cracked in the ground.

Zhou Yan quickly followed, and the moment when he stepped out of the hole, the confused white fog all around him came madly and completely enveloped his eyes.

However, the spirit here is unprecedentedly rich, more intense than the gathering of the spirit that he has built.

“This is...”

Although the vision is covered by white fog, he can feel it, it does not look like the previous world.

“Is that what they say about the true soul?They destroyed the palace, just to open the entrance to the true soul world?”

Zhou Yan felt that he seemed to have opened a corner of the chessboard, and was preparing to continue to explore the fog, he suddenly saw a vague figure crashing over.

As a precaution, Zhou Yan raised the green and raised the green sword and drew a sword light out, but when he saw the man who rushed, he strangled the sharp sword.

How strong!

The pupil contracted violently, and it was too late to hide, and he was hit back into the earth palace by the shadow of the man.

“The seal!”

Zhou Yan's ass fell to the ground, and the man was standing in front of the crack in the earth palace, reading words in his mouth, and his body was constantly blinking.

When I came back to God, I found that the rift of the palace had been filled.

At this moment, Zhou Yan finally saw the man's appearance, but he took a hard breath of cold air, and his eyes became extremely hot.

“Finally, is the mystery going to be solved?”

The people in front of them, it is the old beggar who has helped himself at several critical moments, and it can be said that every step he has taken before has his guiding elements.

“The speed of breaking the seal is faster than I thought!”The old beggar changed the attitude of the previous hippie smile, and the tone was somewhat heavy.

Then he pulled out his messy long hair and squatted down to look at Zhou Yan: "Little boy, it's a coincidence that we meet again."

The first time I watched so close, Zhou Yan found that the old beggar was very familiar, and then thought about it carefully, and suddenly stared at his eyes.

At the beginning of the Zhangnan County Public Security Bureau, the mouth said, "Work is impossible to work" car thief, but is it not him?

If Zhou Ziling were here, he would be surprised, because this person, when she was targeted by the Shadow Pavilion, suddenly jumped out of the old man who claimed to be the "dance god".

What an acting!

Looking at this familiar face in front of him, Zhou Yan secretly admired himself, but he knew that this was not the time to discuss acting.

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