Yi Qianmo stood in the void, with a body of dozens of feet. He held Long Que in his hand, and four pairs of wings behind him were shining with different brilliances.

The ice-blue dragon scales on his body were like armor, wrapping his whole body, and a dragon soul surrounded his body, like a god descending to earth.

The two seriously injured Shura of the Daozang Realm were stunned. Of course, they also knew what the power on Yi Qianmo represented.

They couldn't even believe that this was the one who was beaten up by them and looked at the cowardly young man.

It was not until this moment that when they saw Luo Feng cut off his six arms by a sword and trampled down, they realized that this young man wanted to be the last person to pick peaches.

Every step he takes is for the moment now!

If it really ends like this, then they are not worthy of calling the Shura clan, and they are not worthy of entering the Shura Temple to practice!

The two Shuras in the Daozang Realm made a decision at the same time. They fought for the last strength to unfold their own blood realm.

This realm instantly covered the area where Luo Feng was. Luo Feng, whose breath had declined, stood up again.

With him as the center, a huge blood-colored vortex was formed. Two Shuras in the Dao Tibetan Realm began to age at a speed visible to the naked eye and eventually turned into ashes.

But the blood realm of their bodies did not disappear. At this moment, Luo Feng showed his powerful blood control ability, and all the blood evil surrounding him were sucked into his body.

The two Shura tribes actually used their lives and their talented essence and blood to make Luo Feng stand up at one time.

This is the Shura tribe. As long as there is blood, they can constantly have new powers, not to mention that these are the Shura in the Daozang Realm.

"Ho huh!"

The howling turned into a roar. Luo Feng stood up from the pit, and a pair of blood-colored flesh wings spread out behind him, and a blood-like aura that was twice as terrifying as before spread out from around him.

The blood-colored realm once again enveloped the area in front of him, and the broken six arms also grew out again. His body was several feet higher than before.

In the huge body, there was a mountain-like oppression, and the blood-colored Shura runes flashed with dazzling light on the kneaded muscles.

But this is not the end. Yi Qianmo felt a stronger blood control power, induced the blood in his body. If it weren't for the Blood Dragon Soul, his blood would probably have directly overflowed from the pores of his body.

These roars were released from his body along with countless evil souls. These evil souls merged with the blood realm in front of him, and formed a terrifying protection around him, like a war armor!

"Shura Hell!"

Luo Feng raised his head, jumped into the air, and held the long sword in his hand and said, "You are the first one to force me to use the Shura Hell!"

The Shura tribe will restrain the souls of all the creatures they have killed and send them into their bodies. Only the cans of life and death can be used.

When the Shura Hell unfolds, the blood-colored realm will turn into hell, and the strength of the Shura in it will also increase. These wronged souls nourish his body and will also affect the creatures in hell.

When ordinary monks saw this scene, they probably had been scared to death. They had no courage to fight. Even Yi Qianmo felt a little scary.

These souls are not ordinary souls. They are all powerful people. When Luo Mu fought with him, he didn't use this move, because it was because of the Qiankun Lock that locked his realm.

But when he forcibly broke through the Qiankun Lock and returned to his original state, he had been killed by Yi Qianmo with a sword.

At this moment, Yi Qianmo felt a little gloomy and terrifying when he saw this Shura hell personally, but it was only a moment before he came to his senses.

Although he murders people and is never ruthless to the enemy, he also has his own bottom line, and death is the end of everything!

He can't do anything that restricts his soul.

At this moment, facing these countless unjust souls, a little anger appeared in his eyes.

"Tear him apart!"

Luo Feng raised the knife in his hand and pointed it at Yi Qianmo.

Nearly one million unjust souls swarmed in. They could ignore their bodies and could not even stop them from the dragon soul. Once they rushed into his sea of ​​consciousness, they would eat his soul tower and soul completely!

This is different from the Soul Clan. Although the Soul Clan has a desire for physical body, their souls are also in shape, but these unjust souls do not have their true form.

But they can eat souls!

But Yi Qianmo was not afraid. He held the sword in his hand, and the ice Yuan power on his body disappeared. He silently recited the sword technique: "Shocking is thunder, thunder is ripped, and a gentleman is intimidating all evil with his righteousness!"

The rolling thunder, supported by the eight dragon souls, surged out of the body and gathered on the dragon que.

This is the sword of the word "Zhen" and it is also between thunder. Facing these countless unjust souls, Yi Qianmo was not afraid at all, faced it with a righteous aura, and swung his sword to cut it down!

"Boom!"

Thunder turned into sword energy, and it was also a righteous energy that fell into these countless souls. For a moment, countless screams were heard in the entire Shura Hell.

The millions of unjust souls that came from the bee pupa actually retreated under this sword and were forced back directly by the thunder. It can be clearly seen that countless unjust souls were trembling under the thunder.

The power of this sword is far inferior to the previous Kan sword, but it is just right when facing these unjust souls!

Luo Feng was shocked when he saw this scene. He remembered Yi Qianmo's previous Kan sword. He didn't feel terrible at that time.

It was not until the sword of the word "Zhen" was unfolded and the thunder power fell that he realized what kind of sword technique this was.

Yi Qianmo is not only the dragon clan, but also cultivated the sword technique on the stone tablet in front of the Supreme Dragon Hall!

Before he could react, Yi Qianmo recited the sword technique again: "Li is fire, and fire is made of two, and a gentleman can continue to shine in all directions!"

The flames rose up and illuminated the world in front of him. He swung his sword and slashed it down again. The fire dragon souls fell down with the sword and swept across, and millions of unjust souls were directly swept away!

They did not lose their souls, but under the light of the fire, the resentment on their bodies disappeared, and they actually returned to their awake state before their death, revealing their faces.

Yi Qianmo, who was originally thinking about how to break the Shura hell, suddenly found that these souls were all looking at Luo Feng at this moment.

What does it feel like to be stared at by millions of unjust souls?

At this moment, Luo Feng understood that it was a kind of coldness that was so cold that he tried to use the murderous aura of the Shura clan to intimidate these unjust souls.

However, they were dispelled by Yi Qianmo's sword energy and dragon soul, and they were no longer those unconscious nefarious souls, and they had regained consciousness.

At this moment, in their hearts, there was only one thought, that was revenge!

"Swoosh swish swish..."

The soul pounced on Luo Feng and surrounded him in an instant. Yi Qianmo here only saw countless transparent souls surrounding Luo Feng.
Chapter completed!