With this loud noise, the confrontation between the two parties in the French array suddenly changed dramatically. The dark blood and soul seeker, who had steadily occupied the upper hand, looked at the huge beam with horror, and countless others. Small beams.

No matter it is a sneak attack or a head-to-head confrontation, they have just had a clear advantage over them. They have all disappeared at this moment, but only in this moment, how can they not be panic?

"You, how could you!" The eyes still stared at those black shadows that had been broken and gradually became ghosts, and asked unconsciously in the soul hunting mouth. In the sneak attack just now, he thought it should be foolproof, but he never thought of it, but he still failed. How strong is the opponent's strength?

"You, you--" At the same time, the sharp voice of the dark blood came out. The **** lake formed by the ribbon just now almost exhausted all her strength, but was broken by the other party. She was not only It was a failure, and my own power was exhausted. There was no fighting force at all. The whole person stayed softly on the ground. It was difficult to stand still. How could they make that charming look again? How about it?

"Why can't I?" He Yi'an's clear voice came out, with a touch of gentleness, and he stroked his sleeves, then forgotten whether he intentionally or accidentally missed Xue Lingding's direction outside the circle. .

I don't know what happened, Xue Lingding suddenly felt a warm current flowing into his heart, so he could see me? Does he also know that I was worried about him just now? Xue Lingding murmured in her heart. She looked at the picture in the French array horribly, and looked at He An's look so dusty and graceful in the contrast between the embarrassing dark blood and the over-horrified soul-hunting. lightly.

Although, around him, the gradually disappearing black shadow and traces, and the scarlet lake has not completely dried up, but this will not affect him, his white clothes still dust out, no, not just out Dust, against the background of those evil things, looked even better.

"How strong is your strength in the end?" Looking at the man in white in front of him, the boy in black didn't know what mentality was in his heart, complicated, and some jealousy that he couldn't say clearly. He was He is jealous of him. As the lord of the soul hunting sect who uses whatever means to improve his own strength, what he is most jealous of is He An'an, who does not know the details and unfathomable strength.

"Unfortunately, you don't know how strong my strength is. At least, you can't try it out anyway, whether it's a strong attack or a sneak attack."

Why An An smiled and smiled, but this sentence spoke like a sharp dagger that severely pierced the soul's strong self-esteem, which made him hate the white coat in front of him that disdain him. man. If how deep his envy was at that moment, how much he hates it at this moment.

Gritting his teeth fiercely, why was An An face to face? The soul-searching voice became more and more inscrutable, "Is it? Even if I can't test out your strength? I still have a way to let you die here."

"Oh? Are you so sure?" He An's eyes narrowed slightly, his tone rose slightly, and his words were so bland that no one could hear the waves, and without waves, it was indifferent, in other words, it was not another A disdain?

Seeing this, the soul-hunting heart hated even more. He can accept the people's hatred, people's scolding, people's disgust, but he is reluctant to accept people's contempt, otherwise, he won't take such a path, so at this moment, what would he want to do An Liu's heart is even better here, even if he does everything, he will not hesitate.

Thinking of this, he winked at He Yin's dark blood that was embarrassed because of exhaustion of his own power. When he saw this color of soul hunting, the dark blood was obviously stunned. The original crumbling body had no strength and could not bear it. She shook violently, almost couldn't stand at all, and was about to fall. She was also looking for soul hunting, but her eyes were full of hesitation.

"Why, do you regret it, or are you afraid?" Seeing the dark blood hesitation, the soul hunter suddenly changed his face, and no matter what An An was among them, and he didn't care why An An listened to their conversation as much as possible, but He said coldly, "Don't forget, you can get this. Who gave it to you, if you dare to regret it, what will be waiting for you?"

"I!" Dark blood's face suddenly changed, becoming paler and more unnatural, but there was still some hesitation and struggle in the bottom of the eyes, but these hesitations and struggles finally turned into a fierce and determined , She suddenly raised her head, staring at the soul hunter and reprimanded, "Soul hunter, don't let your blood spurt people. When did I say I regretted it, when did I say I was scared, and I dared not? You thought it was you Do you dare? "

"Huh, you know what it means, just don't regret it!" The soul-searching tone was obviously relaxed a bit, but it was still a bit harsh, and then suddenly mentioned the tone, "Then what else do you have to worry about, don't hurry up!"

Hearing this sentence, the last trace of hesitation and struggle in the bottom of dark blood disappeared. She suddenly bit her silver teeth and held it up with her hands. This time, she was holding her own skull. The five fingers were all The bright red danker formed a sharp contrast with her pale face.

"What is she trying to do?" He couldn't help but frowned, asking. Xue Lingding didn't answer, because she didn't know what this person wanted to do, but an ominous premonition slowly rose from her heart, and she could feel this dark blood, what to do next It must be terrible.

Not only they didn't know it, but even the security of confrontation with the dark blood. At the moment, it was a mist of water. In the face of such a situation, there is no reason why.

However, after seeing the action of Dark Blood, the look of the black-skinned soul hunter turned a lot better. This time, it was almost gentle to Dark Blood Road. "Reassure you, everything will happen as we expected. We do n’t meeting--"

"Shut up for me!" Although the black-skinned soul seeker comforted her gently, the dark blood apparently did not accept his kindness, but the strong resentment and unwillingness revealed in his eyes, but the look in that look Although the direction seems to be soul-searching, it seems to be over the soul-searching. Finally, her eyes are completely focused on the body of soul-searching, and the corners of her lips are raised slightly, evoking a puzzling despair and mockery. Smile.

"What are you laughing at?" This smile slightly embarrassed the soul hunter, and his instinct did not like such a smile.

"I laugh at you. What good will it do to you if you choose to do it by yourself? I laugh at me, too, unwilling and unwilling, but I have no other choice. I laugh at us, poor worms like us, even You ca n’t control your life and death as much as you want. You say I regret it, yes, I have thoughts of regret, but you? You dare to say, have you never thought about regret? Have you never regretted it? "

Everyone else is very confused. I don't know what the words of Dark Blood mean, but the soul seeker is obviously stunned, his head bowed slightly, he doesn't know what he's thinking, his lips move, he seems to want to do something.

However, Dark Blood clearly did not intend to give him a chance to speak again, but closed his eyes slightly, whispered softly in his mouth, "Take my blood demon body, offering!"

After this sentence, she pushed her hands up suddenly. Suddenly, her beautiful head was slowly held up by her hands, and gradually left her neck. Imagine a person, What kind of scene is it to lift your head out of your neck?

Her head had left her neck, but her hands were still held up. That look was like a devout sacrifice, and she was sacrificing something to heaven, but what she sacrificed was her head. How is this acceptable?

For a time, Xue Lingding froze, and He Yiran, even He Yi'an also choked.

However, the boy in black in search of the soul laughed at this moment. His smile did not fall, but his face suddenly became extremely serious. He seemed to be looking at the sky religiously. If such an expression fell on He Yi'an's face, It is absolutely holy, but it looks a little weird when it falls on the face of soul hunting, because he is really a bit harsh.

"Take my soul, sacrifice!" The soul-searching mouth was also muttering to himself, and as his words came out, black shadows flew from his body, and then it seemed to follow this A certain law is general, flying towards different places in this space.

When the last shadow flew out of the soul-seeking body, his voice suddenly became louder, almost roaring, "All souls bloodthirsty array, come!"

After all, the body suddenly fell to the ground softly, it seemed dead and could not die anymore! It was almost echoing from a distance. On the other side, the dark-blooded head that was held by his hands suddenly exploded and opened. At once, it was like a firework flying in the air, but there was no beauty, only the strangeness that could not be said, At the moment when her head burst, her body gradually turned into blood flowers, likewise, thinking of flying in different directions in mid-air.

In this way, where a soul-seeking soul is, there will be a drop of blood in the dark blood. Such a scene looks very strange, but it is also very regular.

Is this their last big move? Looking at the bloodthirsty bloodthirsty souls set up by the two men desperately, why didn't An Fei not be frightened, but a sneer of coldness and mockery evoked in the corners of his lips. He knew very well that if this was the last blow from the two men, they would surely die. Because, why is he safe against these blood, soul, or something? He has a natural immunity.