The Lord of Soul Palace

Chapter 92 Gods and Buddhas of the Heavens!Water and fire burst! (Second update, please subscribe!)
The twelve fighting saints are separated into the eyes of the formation.

Condensed the real body of twelve fighting saints.

"No matter how many real bodies condensed by low-level fighting saints, they are still ants."

Hun Miesheng glanced around at the avatars of the twelve fighting saints around him, and smiled.

At their level, simple crowd tactics no longer make much sense.

He wanted to know, how could these twelve two-star and three-star fighters compete with him, an eight-star fighter?

"The real body of the low-level Dou Sheng?"

"Hun Mie Sheng, this time, you were wrong."

There was a strange smile in the dim eyes of the elder of the ancient clan.

"Everyone listens to the order and merges into the icon!"

The Supreme Elder of the ancient clan issued an order, and the twelve low-level fighting saints took out white jade tokens one after another almost at the same time.

The white jade token is simple and exquisite, but it is carved into a human shape, which looks a little weird.

Blood dripped from fingertips.

tick,

A white light glowed on the token.

A series of human-shaped phantoms flew out of the token and submerged into the real bodies of the twelve fighting saints.

Then, under Hun Miesheng's inconceivable gaze, the auras of the twelve avatars of fighting saints started to soar rapidly!
The golden magic circle rotated, and the battle qi with a radius of thousands of miles passed through the magic circle and entered the bodies of the twelve fighting saints!
Dou Sheng's real body became more and more solid.

Dou Sheng Samsung!

Dou Sheng four stars!

Dou Sheng five stars!

Dou Sheng Six Stars!

……

Dou Sheng Eight Stars!

The auras of the twelve real bodies of Fighting Saints were all raised to above the Eight Stars of Fighting Saints within a few breaths.

One of them has reached the peak of Dou Sheng Eight Stars, and even faintly touches the state of Dou Sheng Nine Stars!
"how is this possible?"

Hun Miesheng frowned.

How could there be such a secret technique that could directly raise a dozen low-level fighters to the strength of high-level fighters in an instant?
If so many Eight-Star Fighting Saints could be created in an instant, would the Ancient Clan still need to be afraid of the Soul Clan?

Moreover, the auras of the twelve fighting saints are also very stable, and they don't look like they used pills or other means to stimulate their potential and forcibly break through.

"Could it be the fault of that white jade token?

The Supreme Elder of the ancient clan saw the expressions on Hun Miesheng's face one by one.

"This formation can seal the space in all directions and gather the spirits of heaven and earth."

"Using the power of the remnant souls left by the twelve elders of the ancient clan to condense the real bodies of twelve fighting saints with eight stars or higher."

"Hun Mie Sheng, I want to see, this time, what other means do you have!"

Elder Daoxuan said with a sneer.

"Remnant soul?"

"No wonder."

Hun Miesheng finally realized that the avatars gathered by the twelve low-level fighting saints were actually just containers for remnant souls.

After the remnant soul is fused with the real body of the Dou Sheng, with the help of formations to absorb fighting energy, the remnant soul condenses the real body of the Dou Sheng for the second time.

In other words, there are actually not twelve avatars of Fighting Saints here, but 24.

From this point of view, based on the living time of the ancient clan, it is obviously not a problem to collect twelve remnant souls of the eight-star Dou Sheng elders in ten thousand years.

It is even afraid that there are still many remnant souls of Jiuxing Dousheng elders in the ancient clan.

Sure enough, it is worthy of being an ancient clan, and this may not be as good as the soul clan's method of resurrecting the dead to create hundreds of saints.

But it is not the Spirit Race, the Stone Race and the like can be compared.

This is a one-time method, and it is less once used once.

Ah.

Using twelve remnant souls of eight-star fighting saints to deal with him is really big enough.

"Originally, I arranged the array of twelve icons just in case."

"I didn't expect that this old man would really need to use such means. This is the secret of our clan."

"Now, since it's used, it's impossible for you to live anymore."

"Do it, kill him!"

Daoxuan shouted loudly, and the twelve fighting saints opened their pupils at the same time, their eyes were dim, as if they were being controlled.

"Borrowing their bodies and returning their souls, their bodies probably won't last long, and it's likely that it will be difficult to improve their cultivation strength in the future."

"Tsk tsk."

"Is it worth it?"

Soul Miesheng chuckled.

"It's just elders with collateral or foreign surnames, and these people are all voluntary, so there's nothing to regret."

"You should care more about yourself."

Elder Daoxuan laughed.

The twelve real bodies of eight-star fighting saints stand upright like gods and Buddhas, looking down at the death of souls.

Twelve big hands linked together, covering the sky and crushing it down!
Among the twelve real bodies of the Eight-Star Fighting Saint, one of them is even close to the limit of the Nine-Star Fighting Saint!

Eight words to describe.

The gods and Buddhas of the heavens will destroy the heavens and destroy the earth!
Such a terrifying sense of oppression made Hun Miesheng feel like he was suffocating his breath.

His face sank.

Seven different fires burst out again, condensing seven kinds of fire spirits, and the thousand-foot pillar of fire that burned the sky and boiled the sea rose into the sky.

Kankan resisted the palm that fell from the sky.

The seven fire spirits roared one after another, obviously reaching their limit.

The power of the avatar of the Twelve Fighting Saints is gradually strengthening, and the palm is slowly pressing down bit by bit!

"Boy, depending on you, you will definitely not be able to block this blow."

Behind Elder Daoxuan, all the people of the ancient clan who followed showed joyful expressions.

There was a killing intent in the ancient demon's eyes.

Xun'er can only be his, the soul must die!
"It's kind of interesting."

Hun Miesheng's eyes showed fanaticism, but there was no trace of fear.

The dark water droplets emerged.

Buzzing and trembling.

"It's up to you, help me, and overthrow this damned world!"

The sound echoed between heaven and earth.

The world seemed to be silent for a moment.

The dark water droplets rose up.

tick,

Like a drop of rain falling on a still lake.

Countless waves swayed, and the space folded layer by layer.

boom!
The small water droplets exploded in an instant, and a black dragon soared into the sky, intertwined with the column of different fire and struck the huge palm.

The two opposing forces of water and fire collided and exploded, and with the sound of "click, click", the connected palms were shattered and annihilated in an instant!

The sky and the earth were divided into two regions, water and fire.

Fire and water poles!
The one-yuan heavy water that has advanced to the peak of the ninth rank has devoured many kinds of different fires one after another.

The power of the water and fire bipolar domains is far from what it was before.

The real bodies of the twelve fighting saints retreated hundreds of feet each.

"how is this possible!"

All the ancient people turned pale with fright.

"You are nothingness swallowing flame!"

Jian Ya's palm trembled, and the epee fell to the ground with a "click".

Why did Miss and Hun Miesheng live together?
Why does Hun Miesheng have the original flame of nothingness swallowing flames on his body?
Why did Void Swallowing Flame come when they escaped from Hun Mie Sheng that day?

Seeing this move performed by Hun Miesheng, everything has the answer.

No wonder, Hun Mie Sheng dared to come to the ancient world at this time.

"Void Swallowing Flame?"

"Sorry, that guy is already dead."

Hun Miesheng didn't intend to hide it anymore, as long as he had time to figure out the logic behind it, everything he did would be hidden.

There was murderous intent in his eyes.

One punch hit one of the twelve fighting saints.

"Shou!"

Seeing this scene, the Supreme Elder of the Gu Clan shouted in a deep voice.

The golden light flowed on the formation, and the twelve real fighting saints released majestic energy from their bodies and merged into that person's body.

A golden shield appeared, unexpectedly blocking the blow of Hun Miesheng!
The real bodies of the twelve fighting saints gathered together again.

Hun Miesheng was about to use other methods.

Suddenly, there was a slight tremor in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The hole in which the soul died suddenly shrank.

His pupils looked at the sky thousands of miles away.

Dark clouds are coming in like a tide.

Gu Yuan is coming back!
It can't be delayed any longer, it must be solved with one blow!
Thinking of this, he just opened his mouth.

A group of golden thunderballs floated in midair.

"This is the Nine Profound Golden Thunder!"

　Second more!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)