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Chapter 1520 The Soul-Starting Ghost

"Shit~"

Tens of thousands of people were silent, but there were waves of cold hissings and heavy breathing. It seemed that everyone was even more nervous than Xiao Yan, as if they were fighting the Soul-Devouring King.

"Come on, little liar!!" Qing Mu'er held her hands in front of her chest and prayed for Xiao Yan.

"Come on, Dad!" Long Yi's eyes were also filled with fighting spirit, and he wanted to help Xiao Yan, but at this moment he knew that he could not intervene at all.

"Come on, Mr. Xiao..." Nan Erming, Xiao Zhan, Ziying, and Fengshang all looked at Xiao Yan, and were sweating for Xiao Yan's nervous fist.

Xiao Yan could feel the expected gaze of tens of thousands of people. He knew that this battle was not just for himself. If Xiao Yan was defeated, it would not only be himself, but also tens of thousands of people behind him, his brothers and his lover.

Xiao Yan knew clearly that his mission and everything he had to bear, so no matter what, this battle could not be defeated and he had to win!

"The power of the realm and the sky!"

Xiao Yan shouted, an invisible force that had been hidden in his body covered his whole body.

Immediately, under the gaze of everyone, Xiao Yan slowly stretched out his fingers and the petals floated. Xiao Yan grabbed several petals with his hand and directly grabbed several petals into his hand.

"You dare to touch it, you will definitely die!" Seeing Xiao Yan's actions, the Soul-Devouring King sneered. This petal was not only useful if it entered the eyebrows directly. As long as the body part touches it, it will be attacked by the Soul-Devouring King's Bisanhua.

Everyone was also shocked. Xiao Yan's move directly grabbed the petals. How could he block it with his hands? Can the soul attack be blocked with his hands?

Qing Haoran and the fourth elder Qing Yuntian stood together, looking up at the attack of the Soul-Devouring King. The fourth elder Qing Yuntian looked at the petals, as if thinking about memories.

"Demon King, do you remember that the family genealogy seems to record the attack like petals on the other side. It seems to be more than just a simple soul fighting skill." The fourth elder Qing Yuntian said in confusion to Qing Haoran. Qing Haoran nodded when he heard this, his eyes showing a thoughtful look.

After a long time, Qing Haoran's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he remembered where the Soul-Devouring King's other shore flower came from.

"The third-ranked ghost spirit, the soul-attracting ghost!" Qing Haoran said in shock. Thinking of this name, the physique of the demon clan can only absorb ghost spirits, so the predecessors of the demon clan naturally have a deep study of ghost spirits. Almost all ghost spirits are arranged, and the list of ghost spirits is naturally the most clear to the demon clan.

"This... the Soul Devouring King actually has such a high-ranking ghost spirit. Among the three strange things, the number one Tianhuo Da Sun Golden Crow Flame has also appeared. Now the Soul Devouring King has the third-ranking ghost spirit, which is the third-ranking ghost. This is not simple. I vaguely remember that this ghost spirit has the ability to summon the undead. It seems that the Soul Devouring King can now have the strength to compete with the mid-stage of the Nine Stars, which has an absolute relationship with the third-ranking ghost." The fourth elder Qing Yuntian said slowly. At this moment, he finally understood why this Soul Devouring King can gather so many undead spirits. It turns out that he is a third-ranking ghost spirit.

"Brother Xiao Yan, he has the third-ranked ghost, the soul-attracting ghost, you have to be more careful!" Qing Haoran hurriedly sent a message to Xiao Yan.
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