My brother is too strong.

The Soul Burial Sword Spirit screamed, sharp and shrill, echoing in the Soul Burial Realm, and the space trembled.

The surrounding light suddenly dimmed a little.

Jian Wanshan shivered all over.

What happened?

He looked up hurriedly and saw a person hanging on the Soul Burial Sword Spirit.

A little man!

The black little guy was lying on the Soul Burial Sword Spirit.

Looking more closely, it was biting it.

Jian Wanshan's heart sank, it was Lu Shaoqing's sword spirit.

The Soul Burial Sword Spirit didn't expect that there was an old six next to it, and was caught off guard and bitten hard.

Not to mention the severe pain, the Soul Burial Sword Sword Spirit felt that its power was disappearing.

The original power was continuously swallowed by the other party.

For the first time, panic emerged in the Soul Burial Sword Spirit's heart.

What is this thing? Why can it swallow its power?

"Get out!"

The Soul Burial Sword Spirit shouted angrily, and its body suddenly burst into white light.

A force that could make one's soul tremble erupted, and the surroundings suddenly changed.

Originally, there was a faint white mist, but now it became a heavy mist.

The space became dim, and the body of the Soul Burial Sword Spirit became huge, as if it had grown from a child to an adult in the blink of an eye.

Its appearance no longer had the innocence and cuteness of a child.

Instead, it was ferocious and ferocious with a terrible hideousness.

Its body emitted a gray light, which squirmed and kept squeezing towards Mo Jun, trying to expel Mo Jun from its body.

However, Mo Jun not only bit on it with his mouth, but also firmly sucked on it with his hands and feet like a suction cup.

No matter how hard the Soul Burial Sword Spirit tried, there was no way to get rid of Mo Jun.

Mo Jun was like a piece of dog skin ointment firmly attached to it.

The existence of Mo Jun caused a lot of trouble for the Soul Burial Sword Spirit.

Not only was it constantly devouring its power, but it also seriously interfered with its actions.

After dodging several times, Mo Jun increased his strength and bit down fiercely when the figure of the Burial Soul Sword Spirit flashed.

"Ah!"

The Burial Soul Sword Spirit felt pain and was inevitably affected.

"Hey!" Lu Shaoqing's voice sounded, "I caught you."

The Burial Soul Sword Spirit was shocked and subconsciously wanted to escape.

"Bang!"

Lu Shaoqing's head came into close contact with the Burial Soul Sword Spirit's head.

"Ah, it hurts!"

Lu Shaoqing screamed.

The Burial Soul Sword Spirit almost fainted.

Not only was it painful, but more of an anger.

It hadn't even cried out in pain, but the other party actually cried out first?

Do you want to be shameless?

"Die!"

The Burial Soul Sword Spirit was extremely angry and stopped dodging, but decided to fight Lu Shaoqing.

The surrounding space shook again, and with a roar, the world changed again.

Above the sky, dark clouds were dense, and countless lightning rolled and filled the sky, as if the whole sky was covered with lightning.

The body of the Soul Burial Sword Spirit also seemed to be covered with lightning. At this moment, it was like the Lord of Thunder who could control lightning.

The terrifying power spread from it, and Mo Jun could not hold on and had to let go, rolling in the air.

With a sound of "Ah!", Mo Jun disappeared.

The Soul Burial Sword Spirit wanted to trouble it but couldn't find anyone.

Finally, the Soul Burial Sword Spirit's resentful eyes fell on Lu Shaoqing.

Lu Shaoqing rubbed his forehead and looked at the Soul Burial Sword.

The Soul Burial Sword floated in the air, and countless lightning rolled in the sky, like silver snakes dancing, and like a thunder pool descending.

In fact, this was transformed by the power of the Soul Burial Sword, which looked more powerful.

Lu Shaoqing was not worried at all. Instead, he shook his head and said to the Soul Burial Sword Spirit, "You've grown up and don't look cute at all."

"You're cuter when you were a child just now."

"Come on, change back. Uncle hasn't hugged you yet."

"Die!" The Soul Burial Sword Spirit was no longer calm. When he spoke, he was full of ferocity and resentment.

"Boom..."

Countless lightnings gathered together to form a huge thunder dragon.

Lightning flashed, exuding a breath of destruction.

"Roar!"

The thunder dragon seemed to come alive, roaring at Lu Shaoqing, then circling its body and pounced on Lu Shaoqing.

Wherever it passed, lightning splashed, and the whole space was reverberating with the crackling sound of lightning.

The space was shaking endlessly.

With such momentum, Jian Wanshan waved his fist fiercely, excited.

"Good, great!"

"Master Sword Spirit is really powerful!"

"I've said it before, here, Master Sword Spirit is a god!"

Jian Wanshan looked at Lu Shaoqing, he couldn't wait to see Lu Shaoqing panic.

However!

Facing the roaring thunder dragon, Lu Shaoqing smiled, his body didn't move, but a red shadow suddenly rushed out from behind him.

A red divine bird soared into the sky.

The surface was blazing with flames, flapping its wings highFlying, even the air seemed to burn.

"Bang!"

The divine bird collided with the thunder dragon, and the red and white reached their peak at this moment.

Two beams of light filled the entire space, and Jian Wanshan subconsciously closed his eyes.

The terrible aftermath of the power continued to surge, and the breath of destruction shocked his mind, and he kept retreating.

I don't know how long it took, Jian Wanshan felt the power fade away, and he dared to open his eyes.

The first feeling was that the space was dim. At first, it was as bright as the sun, and then it was foggy. Now it made Jian Wanshan feel that it was dusk, and it was dark.

What, what happened?

Jian Wanshan was panicked.

The dim light was like his mood, hesitant and uneasy, with a bad premonition.

"You..."

The voice of the Soul Burial Sword Spirit came, with disbelief.

"The divine thoughts left by many Jian family ancestors sound very powerful, but in fact, they are vulnerable." Lu Shaoqing's calm voice came, as if he had changed into a different person.

"Self-formed world? Are you the god of this world?"

This place is similar to the sea of ​​consciousness, just like the battle of divine consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness. Here, the battle between the two sides is also a battle between the original power.

The Shocking God Technique that does not belong to this world makes Lu Shaoqing fearless of the so-called power of the Jian family ancestors.

Jian Wanshan was frightened and hurriedly approached, but after seeing Lu Shaoqing's appearance, Jian Wanshan couldn't help laughing.

"Haha..."

"You are still injured now, even though you are talking nonsense?"