Chapter 161: The Battle of the Souls.

Du Shaoqi put down Dai Xingyu on the back and went to Ouyang Shuang's side. He helped lift Ouyang Shuang, who fell to the ground. At the same time, several medicinal herbs were handed to Ouyang Shuang's body. The look was dignified and asked: "how about it?"

Ouyang Shuang took over the medicinal herbs in Du Shaoqi’s hands and stuffed them into his mouth. His face was pale and dignified. He said: “It’s not very good. The other side is the first level of the pulse, and I can’t be an opponent!”

"Let me come."

Du Shaozhen looked at Ouyang Shuang, and then looked sideways, looking at the person who came.

I saw that the black-skinned man who was chasing up was dressed in a black short coat, tall and tall, with more appearances in the sun, a long knife between the corner of his mouth and his chin, adding a bit to his face. Fierce.

This person is one of the four people who have just returned from the black shackles not long ago. It is also one of the two levels that have been leveled up in the first stage of the spiritual state, but this person’s cultivation is at the beginning of the pulse. In the hierarchy, it is already close to the peak, and it is not much worse than the mysterious level of the spirit.

"Little devil, this person who dares to move me to the black door with this strength, and the treasure that wins my black door is really tired!"

The fierce black-shirted middle-aged eyes looked at Du Shaoqi three people, the eyes chilled in the eyes, and finally looked at Ouyang Shuang and Dai Xingyu, and there were some twilight in their eyes. They sneered: "I didn't expect these two girls to be good, rare. At first sight, it seems that my luck is really good."

Du Shaoqi looked at the fierce black clothes and did not speak in the middle age. Fortunately, it was a pulsed spirit that first climbed to the level. If it was caught up, it was the spiritual level of the spiritual level, even if it was even more desperate. It is.

"Kid, you will die first, it will be useless to keep you."

The fierce middle-aged gaze was also staring at Du Shaoqi's body. He knew that the purple robe was a squad, and he did not hesitate. He looked fierce and fierce, and his thick sighs came out of the body.

"Oh la la!"

A terrible horror surged, pulling up the surrounding bushes, flying sand and walking in the stone, bursting out of the horror of the wind against Du Shaoyan, a pale black rune plucked in the hands of the fierce middle-aged, suddenly As lightning, it appeared in front of Du Shaozhen.

"Support the shaking of the sky wings!"

Du Shaoqi had no choice, the chill in his eyes rushed out, the fingerprints changed, and the secret lines on the skin flickered. The palms opened in an instant, and the hands were like a fan.

"Hey!"

The pale gold-colored 箓 箓 箓 箓 , , , , , , , , 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡 淡A curved golden space dent.

The energy of both hands suddenly collided, and an energy from the collision of energy was like a wave, and the horrible wind swelled.

"Hey!"

The fierce middle-aged stepped back two steps, and the complexion suddenly became shocked. He murmured: "The kid is not only a teacher, but also a martial artist."

"Oh la la!"

Du Shaoqi also stepped back and forth on the ground, and it took only a few ten meters to stabilize his body.

"Humph!"

One night's killing, one night's escape, Du Shaoqi has already been exhausted, and it is even more difficult to support. The fierce force of the other side swept over, the blood of the chest surged, and the throat finally came out with a sigh of sorrow. The overflow of the corner of the mouth made the face of the resolutely determined but gloomy face reveal a faint chill.

"Less brother."

Seeing that Du Shaozhen was traumatized, Dai Xingyu’s clear eyes rushed out of the wet, nervous and worried.

"Kid, talent is good, it really has some skills, but it is not enough, go to hell!"

The fierce middle-aged plucked again, as if it didn't bring a little sound, the blackish black air surging, full of a **** murderous, a fingerprint immediately condensed out, this has a sound of breaking the wind and breaking the wind, electric light The thorns of the fiery stone between the flints and the thorns of Du Shaozhen.

"罡煞指!"

This fingerprint is extremely strange, like it is ingenious, it is difficult to avoid, with the chilly **** suffocation, the violent winds sweeping along the way, let the space continue to sound the sound of sound.

Fingerprints such as electricity, in a blink of an eye, instantly appeared in front of Du Shaoqi, the horror of the fingerprints made Ouyang Shuang Jiaoyan also a major change, a heart for Du Shaozhen mentioned the eyes of the blind.

At this time, Du Shaolang’s eyes were flashing with lightning, and the purple robes around him hunted for a moment, centering on the whole body, and the cracks spread from under the soles of the feet. A big drink is coming out at the same time...

"Hey!"

Drinking like a dragon for nine days, like a long singer, this moment, the earth roars, the space vibrating, the momentum is overbearing!

Shortly breathing, Du Shaoqi's hands have already condensed fingerprint changes, and the mysterious pattern blooms, and lightning turns into countless fingerprints. Finally, it condenses and then becomes a fingerprint.

"Hey!"

Fingerprints plucked out, and the mysterious pattern cut through the sky, and the sound was as low as the Sanskrit sound. A flashing room was the impact of the fierce middle-aged fingerprints.

"Oh la la!"

Such a collision, there is no thundering energy muffled sound, only the horrible energy slammed like a wave of waves suddenly swept away, in the center of the energy storm, space also appeared at this moment a huge space energy vortex.

Visible to the naked eye, the fierce middle-aged fingerprints were only a stalemate for a short while, which was directly destroyed by the secrets of Du Shaoying's fingerprints. Everything was extremely fast, and the energy storm that swept through the storm was abruptly stopped.

Then the fierce middle-aged gaze became shocked and shocked. In his shocked gaze, the fingerprint of the purple robe boy destroyed his fingerprints, but it did not disappear yet. His pupil was in sight.

"What martial arts this is!"

The fierce middle-aged heart was shocked, the soles of the feet were surging, the toes quickly pointed to the ground, and the body suddenly retreated backwards, trying to avoid the horrible sign of the sinister secrets.

"call out!"

It was just that one of the mysterious fingerprints was already in front of him. Finally, he walked straight into the shoulder and directly destroyed the blackish blackness of the whole body. A blood hole burst from the fierce middle-aged shoulder.

"Oh!"

Fierce middle-aged body a fierce trembling, blood on the shoulders, snoring in the throat, the chilly face suddenly pale.

Du Shaoqi’s body swayed, and his desires were to be planted on the ground. The corners of his mouth were filled with blood again, and his complexion was pale. After desperately urging the mysterious style, this time was really exhausted, and it was difficult to fight again. The spirituality of the first time in the spiritual world is extraordinary.

"Less brother, you don't have anything to do."

Dai Xingyu looked at the Duo Duo, who was full of blood. The nervous and worried pear flower with rain was about to rush to Du Shaoyan, but it was held tightly by Ouyang Shuang. The blue bird in his arms was Nawu. The slick eyes are also obedient and have been looking at Du Shaoqi.

"Little chop, I won't let you go!"

The roar of roaring, fierce middle-aged anger, he did not think that he would suffer losses, the body of mysterious spirit accompanied by the spread of the runes, communication of the pulse, in a moment condensed a black demon bear ghost.

"Roar!"

This demon bear screams through the sky, violent, horrible, real like a living thing, to the level of the pulse of the spirit, and the pulse of the pulse of the level of the soul has a substantial difference, and this is also the level of the spiritual level and The difference between the levels of the pulse.

"The soul is psychic, can he still compete?"

Ouyang Shuang took the star of Dai Xingyu and was infiltrated by sweat. At this moment, the fierce middle-aged pulsating soul of the Black Skull Gate is already in a psychic position, far from being comparable to the pulsating level. Her pulse is completely unable to do at the full level, and the soul is psychic, which means that the soul has a real intelligence, and the power is much larger.

"Is the artisan soul?"

Du Shaozhen's eyes on the pale face looked at the fierce middle-aged demon bear spirits in front of him. The long sleeves of purple robe wiped the pale golden bloodstains of the corners of his mouth, and the fingerprints condensed at the same time.

"Little chop, go to hell!"

The fierce middle-aged shouted, and went straight to Du Shaoqi, the ghost of the demon bear behind him, and it was a living creature that went straight to Du Shaoyan.

The momentum is horrible, the storm is accompanied, and the demon bear rushes like a mountain, letting the whole ground shake.

"This will not be the soul of the guy, how could it be...!"

Ode to the ground, Ouyang Shuang’s big eyes stunned, and I saw Du Shaoxuan’s full-fledged runes, and behind a five-finger mountain peak and shadows spread out.

This Wuzhishan illusion is derived from Du Shaoxuan's back, evolution, as if it was given life, 氤氲 氤氲 气 , , , , , , , , , 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通 沟通For the vibrot.

"go with!"

Just as the demon bear like a living creature wants to appear in front of Du Shaoyan, Du Shaoqi screams in his mouth, and the shadow behind the five fingers is as if it is actually crushed.

"Booming!"

The Wuzhi Mountain Peak is like falling from the sky, the pressure is rolling, the air is flowing through Changhong, and the Xiaguang is exploding, with the sound of energy blasting loudly through the sky.

"Roar!"

The demon bear looked up and roared. On the occasion of the five-finger mountain peak, it seemed that he felt the boundless fear. His eyes shook with fear, and even the body like a living thing began to tremble.

"boom!"

When the peak of the Wuzhi Mountain falls, when it descends from the sky, it is like a real hill falling. The secrets of the scorpion are skyrocketing, and the faintness is accompanied by the thunder. In the end, the fearful bear is directly smashed into pieces of bolognese.

The Wuzhi Mountain Peak is unmatched, the pressure is smashing, and everything is crushed, as if it can suppress everything in time!