Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 7661 Ling Xiao's Anger

"what--!
Suddenly, the beautiful mouse spirit let out a scream that made the scalp tingle.

This evildoer, whose strength is not inferior to Dapeng, was actually backlashed by the cursed nightmare.

Her predecessor was wrapped in a blood-red curse.

This scene looks very terrifying.

Originally, there were still people approaching to snatch the Cursed Nightmare, but at this time they all backed away in fright.

They are weighing their strengths.

Even this mouse has been messed up so badly that it probably won't survive. Can others survive?
"what--!"

The mouse spirit was still screaming, her eyes had turned blood red, and she couldn't control herself at all.

"You all die!"

She had obviously lost herself and was completely controlled by the Cursed Nightmare, attacking crazily and randomly. The nearby slaughtered blood beasts would instantly turn into a blood-red liquid when touched by the Cursed Nightmare, which looked too terrifying.

"Join hands and kill her! Later, whoever has the ability will suppress it!"

Hun Miaomiao said coldly.

"it is good!"

Everyone can see that the mouse spirit controlled by the cursed nightmare is very terrifying. If everyone can't work together, it will be impossible to control it.

Moreover, in this process, the power of the cursed nightmare can also be weakened.

"kill!"

All the masters joined forces to attack the mouse spirit, but Ling Xiao did not participate.

Dapeng did not participate either.

Those who did it were all people from the three major temples.

Because even if the mouse spirit is restrained, the chances of them getting the cursed nightmare are very low.

The people from the three major temples still occupy the majority.

And what is left now is the Nine Ring Supreme God.

Finally, nearly a hundred Nine Ring Supreme Gods besieged and killed the mouse spirit. The cursed nightmare escaped from the mouse spirit's grasp and became much weaker.

The threat is clearly not as great as before.

"This thing belongs to me!"

Suddenly, Hun Miaomiao grabbed his hand and directly held the cursed nightmare in his hand.

She wanted to put this thing directly into the small world or the storage ring, but she couldn't do it at all, and the resistance of the cursed nightmare was extremely strong.

Unless it can be suppressed, no one can subdue it.

"Think beautifully!"

Seeing that Hun Miaomiao got the cursed nightmare, those who were originally united became enemies.

"Xuantian Divine Seal!"

Master Xuantian made a sudden move, and one of the divine seals fell into the void.

A direct shot is a nine-star supreme artifact.

"Humph."

Hun Miaomiao snorted coldly, and threw something out of her hand, which was her magic weapon, the Soul-fixing Orb.

Directly freeze the soul of Master Xuantian.

Although it can only be fixed for a moment, it can also create opportunities for her to escape.

She turned and fled.

Now that the cursed nightmare has become weak, with her strength, as long as there is a quiet place, she can definitely suppress this thing.

"Can you escape? Wipe out thousands of troops with a stick!"

Wushen Feng made a move, a long stick in his hand, also a nine-star supreme artifact, swung it directly, covering the entire void.

"Ghost Cloak!"

Hun Miaomiao used her magic weapon again.

The cloak turned into a silver soul, which actually blocked a blow for her.

"Hmph, do you have more magic weapons than me? Black Wind Gourd!"

The Martial God Wind directly flew out a gourd, and the black wind blew out. Hun Miaomiao was really at a loss this time. Suddenly, she grabbed the cursed nightmare in her hand and slashed out.

When Hei Feng encountered the cursed nightmare, he was completely defeated.

The martial god wind was taken aback.

However, Hun Miaomiao was attacked after all, and it was Dapeng who shot.

Dapeng's lightning-like speed directly knocked Hun Miaomiao into the air, and also knocked out the cursed nightmare.

"Immortal fire chain, take it!"

Seeing this opportunity, how could Ling Xiao not seize it, and directly release the fairy fire chain, entangled in the cursed nightmare.

His fairy fire chain is a one-star god emperor weapon.

Cursed Nightmare is nothing more than a two-star God Emperor Weapon.

Should still be able to get tangled up.

However, Qi Tianyu became anxious when he saw this scene.

"Sky Feather Sword!"

A feather-like long sword shot out, piercing Ling Xiao straight.

This Qi Tianyu is not weak, even Ling Xiao dare not be careless.

Just as he was about to resist, he heard a haunting voice.

"Let me out, I'll help you!"

Ling Xiao thought for a while and released the soul.

There was an umbrella in Hun Yaohuan's hand, and he opened it directly, blocking Qi Tianyu's attack.

Ling Xiao easily took away the cursed nightmare.

"go!"

After getting the Cursed Nightmare, Ling Xiao was ready to leave.

"Woman, you are looking for death! Soul-binding lock!"

The Martial God Feng over there came back to his senses at this time, and directly released a rope, entangled the soul, and pulled him in front of him.

At this time, the soul was entangled in the whole body, unable to move.

"Boy, hand over the cursed nightmare, or I will kill her."

Wushen Feng sneered.

"He dare not kill me, my mother will not let him go!"

The soul wandered around: "You hurry up!"

"Noisy!"

Wushen Feng clenched his hands, and Hun Lingling let out an astonishing scream.

"Give you!"

Cursing the nightmare is very important to Ling Xiao, but it is not as important as a human life. What's more, Huan Lingling has saved him many times. He is not the kind of ungrateful person.

"Hmph, you're cute!"

After getting the cursed nightmare, Wushenfeng didn't bother to be haunted by it.

After all, Hun Yaohuan is a member of the Hall of Souls, so it would be very troublesome if he killed Hun Yaohuan.

"what--!"

However, at this moment, he suddenly screamed, his eyes widened.

Behind him stood a blood-red figure.

That is the body of the Son God.

Ling Xiao would not easily use his external avatar, but this time, he was angry.

The body of the child god is a god-level existence, and the martial god Feng is just a nine-ringed supreme god, how can he resist the terrible attack.

He died tragically on the spot, and all the treasures were confiscated.

Then, the body of the child god disappeared.

No one even knew it was Ling Xiao's hands.

But Ling Xiao has already moved, and once again took the cursed nightmare into his hands, and then took the soul into Batian Great World.

That kind of thing can't happen again.

"Hey, everyone, I'm lucky enough!"

Ling Xiao sneered.

Everyone was also amazed.

"Who just shot?"

"I've seen it, it's a very scary blood shadow, it has killed many people!"

"That's right, I've seen it too, and said it's a Beast Hunter!"

This is what Ling Xiao wanted.

Let these people mistakenly think that the body of the child god is the hunter of the beast god, and they will not suspect him.

"Only you, a little Supreme God, want to control me?"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the cursed nightmare, cold and arrogant.

"Noisy, mere wit, dare to resist me, court death!"

Ling Xiao said coldly, and at the same time released the power of God to suppress it.

However, in the eyes of others, Ling Xiao had already been seen wrapped around his arms by the cursed blood, and then spread towards his whole body.

Ling Xiao seemed to have nothing to do.

"Don't worry, this kid is overthinking himself and wants to suppress the Cursed Nightmare. Once he is completely controlled, we will kill him and continue to weaken the power of the Cursed Nightmare!"

Hun Miaomiao sneered.

He wouldn't thank Ling Xiao for saving her daughter. In her eyes, cursing the nightmare was much more important than her daughter.

(End of this chapter)