"Captain, this Qiu Long looks difficult to deal with."

Xie Yue looked at the monster that covered the sky and the sun, the resentment and hatred that seemed to be cursed by the world, and even he felt a little scared when he saw it.

Ling Bai held the Qingcang Sword, his sky-blue pupils were unstable, and he said in a deep voice: "The most famous trinity martial soul fusion technique on the continent is the golden iron triangle. The golden holy dragon summoned by two soul saints and a great soul master can compete with the title Douluo for a few moves.

Before Ning Xianxian merged his martial soul, he threw all the four soul skills of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tower to Yu Tianheng and Nie Xin, which was almost equivalent to two soul kings and Qiu Long, who was transformed into a Soul Sect, and his strength was comparable to that of the Soul Saint who used the true body of the martial soul!"

"No matter what kind of soul saint or soul saint he is, I will take my move first!"

Sure enough, a reckless man is a reckless man. Everyone, including Ling Bai, is afraid of Qiu Long's power, but Yan, the extremely reckless guy, doesn't!

"Lava Lord!"

The red fire line like a vein climbed up Yan's face. He laughed wildly. The red lines like magma were carved on the hard skin, filled with knotted muscles and explosive power!

"This stupid critic!"

Ling Bai and Xie Yue cursed in unison, and at this time they were so arrogant that they would not have any effect!

You can't defeat Qiu Long by your own strength!

"The fourth soul skill, magma tumbling!

The fifth soul skill, Flying Sand Crazy Flame!"

Fourth, the fifth soul ring lit up at the same time, and the temperature of the soul fighting field rose rapidly, instantly breaking through to a terrifying realm, as if it had become a hot place for the eruption of a volcano!

Yan's arms were inserted into the ground, and endless magma and fire suddenly emerged from the ground, as if the red blood was full of red, evaporating the black ocean brought by Qiu Long's arrival, and the black mist continued to rise.

The ground cracked, and in the torn cracks, the magma fire column surged into the sky, heading straight for Qiu Long's worm-like body, as if he wanted to pull it into the eternal and hot magma hell!

Between the bursting magma fire column, Yan's figure shuttled through it, and his arms turned into hideous lava claws under the action of the granite. He jumped high and grabbed Yu Tianheng and the other two who were between Qiu Long's eyebrows!

Yan is not completely brainless. The core of the martial soul fusion technique is the soul master. As long as the soul master falls, no matter how powerful the martial soul fusion technique is, it will be destroyed without any attack!

"boom--"

The wind was fierce, the thunder rumbling, and the lightning was rushing. An angry thunder sounded like a loud blast above Yan's head. Everyone vaguely felt the ground under their feet shaking violently, as if an ancient ferocious beast was disturbed by someone and roared angrily!

A pair of dark ghost hands stretched out from Qiu Long's worm-like body, and they grabbed Yan's body from all directions.

The hot lava claws hovered in front of Yu Tianheng's dark eyes, but they could never get closer to even a millimeter away. The magma column of fire was torn apart by those ghost hands.

Even though he was grabbed by countless hands, Yan still roared and wanted to get close to Yu Tianheng, but the expression on his face was gradually changing. Cracks appeared on his dark red pupils, and countless dark black silk threads were entangled towards him with a resentful aura.

"The bloody color is extremely cold!"

Ling Bai stepped heavily under his feet, and the blood-colored ice spread wildly in all directions. For the first time, he used the unprecedented sky-blue soul ring in the competition.

The Qingcang Sword seemed to be connected with the extremely cold blood. The earth was dyed blood red. The ocean and magma were completely replaced by the blood-red ice layer. Blood-colored icebergs rose from the ground, like giant arms holding the sky.

Blood-colored extreme cold mutant soul skill - Muxue Qianshan!

Qiu Long's body instantly became distorted and dim, and wounds appeared one after another. Countless curse threads surged, trying to repair its injuries, but Mu Xue Qianshan's puncture never stopped like a wave. Before the previous wound healed, more wounds would intertwined on the scar.

Qiu Long had no choice but to give up Yan and use his ghost hand to break Mu Xue Qianshan.

The white shadow was like a beam of light, stepping on the blood-colored iceberg and flashed several times, catching the flame that fell from the air.

Liu Yang rescued Yan back, and Yan had already lost consciousness at this time.

“Absolutely healed!”

The crack in Yan's pupils had expanded to his whole body, and he was almost torn apart by Qiu Long, and the vitality of Jiuxin Haitang was injected into Yan's body.

The black silk thread slowly escaped from him, and each one was hidden with Qiu Long's most vicious curse. If it was not cleared in time, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Ye Lingling wiped the sweat from her forehead and said in fear: "Fortunately, I may not be able to save you later!"

The implication is that he is fine and can stand up and continue fighting immediately!

This is the miracle in the martial soul, the eternal god of the Nine Hearts Begonia!

"It's still a little bit..."

Defeat Yan and tear Mu Xue Qianshan to pieces. Qiu Long did not rush to attack, but instead supported his worm-like upper body. The three people in the center of his eyebrows aimed at the last person who had not yet been eliminated in the Tiandou Royal Academy - Fengling Bird Yufeng!

In theory, Yufeng and Qiu Long are teammates, but Yufeng did not dare to look at the three people in Qiu Long's eyebrows. He stuttered: "Boss, Brother Nie, Sister Xianxian, you are so awesome! Come on, I believe you can definitely defeat the evil spirit palace team!"

"Yufeng, do you believe me?"

Qiu Long's voice was different from any of the three, like his nails slashing across the blackboard, sharp and harsh.

"I...I..."

Yu Feng wanted to say he didn't believe it, but the ghost hand grown from Qiu Long's body had surrounded him at some point. In the end, he could only nod and said with an almost crying expression: "I believe it!"

"Okay, be a part of me!"

Qiu Long smiled at the same time with three faces between his eyebrows. It looked a little scary. Holes appeared on the ghost's hands stained with black blood. The twisted curse in the holes twisted his body and drilled into Yufeng's eyes like a bug.

"No! No! Boss, please let me go!"

Yufeng was completely panicked. He tried his best to vibrate the wings behind him, but in vain. Qiu Long opened his bloody mouth and swallowed him in one bite!

Immediately afterwards, two huge bulges appeared in Qiu Long's upper body.

"Bang--"

The black dirty blood splattered wildly, corroding the blood-colored ice layer on the ground into many small holes with black smoke. A pair of transparent blue wings stretched out, Qiu Long's huge body actually flew up!

Of course, it’s just the worm-shaped upper body, and this pair of wings is far from enough to carry the countless hatreds and curses of the insect cocoon!

Qiu Long roared, and his body formed by resentment and curse leaned down, and an unparalleled force pressed towards Ling Bai. It didn't feel like he was fighting against a person at all, but like facing the entire collapsed sky!

The extremely huge shadow covered everything, and Qiu Long's face slowly cracked a crack, and the twisted curse was like a black hole. It wanted to swallow Ling Bai in one bite!
Chapter completed!