Master of Beasts

"Why didn't you die!" Fang Mo and the others looked at the snow-colored beam of light rising from the broken ground, their expressions were slightly ugly, and Xue Youmei survived Yehun's powerful blow , and, it seems to have broken through?

"Night Soul, Three Souls Stacked!"

Before he had time to think too much, Fang Mo's cold voice resounded. In any case, as long as Xue Youmei is killed, today's affairs can be over!

"Shua!"

Hearing this order, two seventh-level night souls rushed to the back of the eighth-level night soul. Two withered claws clung to its back, and powerful spiritual power rushed out.

Staring fiercely at the rising snow column, the eighth-level night soul swiped down, its claws carrying terrifying spiritual power, grabbed it without reservation, and the sharp sound of breaking the wind suddenly resounded.

"Clang!"

The moment Yehun's claws were about to penetrate into the snow column, a sharp spear shot out from it, forcing its figure to retreat again and again, a trace of invisible blood flowed from the back of the hand come out.

Looking at the inconspicuous bloodstain, Fang Mo and the others all shrank their pupils.

Yehun, in the state of three souls stacked, was injured?

"Shua!"

The sharp spear drew a perfect arc and pointed straight at the ground. Xue Youmei raised her head, and Gu Jing looked at the night soul in the midair without any wave, and the pure white snowflakes lingered around it.

This breath has already reached the eighth level!

"So what if it's the eighth level, it's still unavoidable to be killed."

Stabilizing his mind, Fang Mo sneered and said, "Ye Hun, Big Yan Teeth!"

Wiping off the blood on the back of his hand, a cruel sneer appeared in Yehun's eyes. Immediately, his figure flashed, and his claws slammed down in the direction of Xueyoumei. The billowing evil spirit turned into a black gear. There is a clear imprint, like Yan Mo with a serious face.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the black gear was formed, it flew down, and wherever it passed, even the space seemed to be torn apart.

The ferocious energy caused Xue Youmei to narrow her beautiful eyes, and saw that its small hand holding the spear was placed behind her, while the other palm was slowly raised, and a gorgeous formation quickly moved in front of its palm. Blooming, faintly, there seems to be a deep dragon chant coming out.

"What kind of spiritual skill is this!" Fang Mo frowned slightly, he had never seen any of Xue Youmei's spiritual skills before.

"No matter what kind of skill it is, if there are three souls on top of each other, it is impossible for the night soul to lose." Fang Ke and Fang He said lightly, with extremely confident expressions on their faces, but Fang Mo's brows did not loosen.

The black gears swept over, and the magnificent formation quickly spun up. In an instant, a white snow dragon about ten meters long, caught in the wind and snow, rushed out of the formation, and around it, Surrounded by several condensed snowballs, it looks magnificent.

Spiritual skill, cold soul snow dragon array!

"Roar!"

Amidst a deep dragon roar, the white snow dragon collided heavily with the looting black gear in a fierce posture.

"Boom!"

At the moment of the collision, there was a thunderous sound, and the space where the two were located was filled with ripples, and where the ripples touched, clear cracks appeared on the mountain wall in an instant.

"Chop it up for me!" Fang Mo shouted coldly, looking at the gear that was on top of Xue Long.

A dull light erupted, and the rotating black gears gradually cut into Xuelong, which made Fang Mo and the others smile with relief on their faces.

So what if he breaks through, but still obediently be slaughtered by the night soul?

With a slightly dignified look in his eyes, Xueyou Meisong flicked his fingers, and several snowballs surrounding Xuelong suddenly shot towards the three night souls floating in the sky with a violent sound of breaking the wind.

"Pfft!"

Almost instantly, the black robes of the three night souls protruded a large piece backwards, and it was the spinning snowball that caused this phenomenon.

"Not good!" The sinister smile on Fang Mo's face froze, Xue Youmei's purpose was not to smash the big Yan's teeth at all,

It's to break the three soul stacking state of Night Soul!

"That's how you realize it?"

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, Henry Zhang said indifferently: "Unfortunately, it's too late."

"Boom!"

The two seventh-level night souls flew backwards under Snowball's enormous strength, and the eighth-level night soul in the lead immediately weakened, and the fluctuations emitted by the big Yan's teeth also suddenly decreased!

"call out!"

The next moment, Xue Long flicked his head, and the big hell teeth embedded in it were squeezed out with a whoosh, and then reflected towards the terrified eighth-level night soul with a strong wind that tore through the air!

A ray of black light slashed past, and the sharp big hell teeth shot heavily into the mountain wall, while the eighth-level night soul suspended in mid-air was crumbling.

"Bastard!" Fang Mo's face twisted, and a look of fear rose in his eyes.

The body of the eighth-level night soul was actually divided into two from the middle position!

"Pfft!"

That sound, as if something had leaked air, the chaotic evil spirit permeated the air, only two pieces of rags fell to the ground lightly!

Fang Mo's night soul was actually beheaded by his own attack. This funny scene made several people on the mountain tremble with their dead souls.

The death of a night soul means that the three soul stacks can no longer be used, and they will also be reduced to fish on the chopping board!

"call!"

Gently exhaling a breath of white air, Xue Youmei gently grasped it with her slender hands, the snow dragon with a huge gap in its head immediately swung its slender body, charging towards the remaining night soul.

Snow-white spiritual power exploded in mid-air, and countless pieces of black cloth fell down.

And at the place where the black cloth fell, Xue Youmei held the spear in her hand, tapped the ground with her toes, and suddenly rushed into the air.

The sharp tip of the spear tore through the air, accurately plunged into the body of the last night soul, and then twisted rapidly, the evil spirit in the air seemed to turn into a huge vortex with the snow spear as the center.

Immediately afterwards, the black vortex exploded with a bang under the horrified gazes of Fang Mo and the others!

The three night souls are all dead!

"Not one left." Henry Zhang looked at Fang Mo and others who wanted to escape, and said lightly.

"call out!"

Xue Youmei's jade wrist trembled slightly, and the sharp spear drew a white trajectory in the air. In the whiteness, three clouds of blood mist bloomed at the same time, which were the shattered throats of Fang Mo and others.

Gently stretching out her jade hand, Xue Youmei caught the flying spear, and then swung it downwards, the slender spear quickly sank into the formation below.

Looking at the three of Fang Mo who fell from the top of the mountain, Qin Xiao and Qin Hao all opened their eyes wide, as if they couldn't believe it.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a sound like an air explosion came from the sky, Henry Zhang narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked up.

As far as the line of sight is concerned, the three small dots zoom in quickly, and where they fall, they are in their direction.

"That thing... seems to be a stone tablet?"