The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

The soul master, the strongest person in the dead soul of the mainland, was summoned by Fu Rong to call out the will, and the body of Fu Ling was seized.

After the soul of the master took his hands behind him, he explored it all around, and then he was the head. He said, "The soul makes you very good. The body of the deity should be the body of the demigod." The strength is not as good as my tenth, but it is already very good."

"The soul master, the strength of this semi-god-level spirit, has reached the Shenzun Nine Souls, enough to sweep across the entire Lingwu continent, and there is no need to wait until the power of the martial arts in the dead world disappears."

Fu Rong smiled.

"Yes, you have made such great contributions to my dead soulland today, and you will return to the mainland of the dead soul in the future. You are one of the four great souls of the deity."

The soul master is faint, looking around, there is a feeling of looking down on the whole.

"The soul master, I have completed your mission, and I hope you will abide by our commitment."

Fu Rong respectfully said.

"committed to?"

The soul of the main face is a face, the cold sound is sounded: "The soul makes you not qualified to talk to me."

The soul master grasped the hand and instantly caught the dust in his hand. Another slender hand grabbed the heart of the dust.

Hey!

The heart of Fu Chen was directly smashed by the soul, and the scarlet heart twitched in his hand.

Everyone looked at this scene, they were all red eyes, and they snarled and rushed up.

"Humph!"

The voice of the soul master is extremely fierce. Like a sharp sword, the moment passes through. The elders and disciples are all flying backwards. Some weak disciples are directly divided into two by this voice.

"teacher!"

"Master!"

The people who fell to the ground were roaring loudly.

"Damn!"

Ye Mo looked at this scene, his hands clenched, and there was incomparable anger in his heart. Although he and Fu Chen had only one side, but the predecessors of Fu Chen made him very admired, and all of them were thinking about the tranquility of the mainland, but now they are being The other party directly gave the heart out.

The soul of the dead soul felt this momentum, and immediately converge all of his breath, but the expression on his face is enough to show his hatred of the soul.

"Do not!"

A very painful voice resounded: "The soul master, you have passed, you have passed, if I ruin the Fuzong for you, you will spare the dust."

"Haha!"

The soul master squeezed the heart of the dust and laughed: "The soul makes, don't you understand? If I don't kill the dust, it will definitely threaten our dead soulland. At that time, our plan will be abandoned. It is."

"Feng Ling Mantra!"

The words of the soul master just fell, his face changed immediately, only the palm of the dust, directly on the body of the soul, immediately chain lock is wrapped around his body.

"The **** old thing, the heart was dug, not dead!"

The soul of the Lord is furious, and the palm of one hand is to bombard the head of Fu Chen, the power of the horrible soul in the soul sea of ​​the other party, and instantly destroy the soul of Fu Chen.

Then, a stamp printed on his head, turned into a huge pagoda, directly suppressed him.

The person who shot, naturally is Fu Rong, she immediately caught the dust, and her eyes turned red: "I'm sorry, sorry, sorry!"

Fu Rong has three consecutive sounds.

Fu Rong was indeed sent to the undercover by the soul master, learning the technique of Fu Zong's inscription, and finally destroying Fu Zong. She originally thought that she could successfully complete the task, but she did not expect that she had fallen in love with the dust. .

She even had the idea of ​​getting rid of her undercover identity, but she knew that she was the master of the soul. After she knew her villain, she would send someone else to come over and raise the conditions for the soul. If she completed the task, she destroyed the Fuzong. Then he spared a life.

However, the result of the matter is not as beautiful as she believed, she was used by the soul master.

"I guess, my Ronger still loves me."

Fu Chen didn't even have the strength to smile. The destruction of the soul is tantamount to complete death. His weak road: "The soul of the Lord has my seal of the seal, for a moment and a half, the power can not be repaired, you quickly take Ye Mo Leaving, only him can solve the crisis in Lingwu."

"No, I want to save you, you will not die."

Fu Rongdao.

"Before the meeting, I have already performed it once. Today is my number of hits, I can't escape. My death is nothing, but the robbery of Lingwu mainland is coming soon. The young people in front of me will be Lingwu. The savior, my town Tianfu, please ask him to give him, I hope he can really play the power of Zhentianfu."

"Real power?"

Fu Rong was puzzled.

"Tian Tian Fu, Zhen Tian Fu, has the power of the town, I am still too far away."

Fu Chen, the town Tianfu was handed to the hands of Fu Rong, the eyelids also slowly hang down.

The first slogan of Lingwu, the master of Fu Chen, was completely degraded.

Fu Rong bit his teeth and collected the body of Fu Chen. The body was swept away to Ye Mo. He grabbed Ye Mo’s shoulder and fled to the side.

"Do you want to seal the deity?"

Suddenly, a raging roar rang out loudly, the huge light tower bursting directly, and the seal of the seal on the body disappeared.

Every step of his step, surrounded by the void, like the smashing of the glass, cracked everywhere, and instantly appeared in front of Fu Rong and Ye Mo.

"Fu Rong, you actually have to betray the deity, or you have no use value now, then you will kill you together."

The soul sighed.

"The soul master, I bear the burden of humiliation, go through the fire for you, complete the plan to destroy Fuzong, but you have violated the promise between us, and also personally killed my favorite person, you can do whatever it takes to achieve your own purpose, Why can't I betray you?"

Fu Rong is cold and cold.

The soul master immediately roared and snarled: "You are just a tool used by the deity~www.wuxiaspot.com~ as a tool, only obey, since you want to protect this young man, then the deity will only kill him, I will keep you. The life, let you see the people of Fu Zong, how to die in the hands of the deity."

Time, arrogant and arrogant, inexhaustible momentum, emanating from the body of the soul, although the body of the soul is Fuling, but this momentum is the soul of the Lord's will to come down, hegemony, rolling out, Passed around, even if it is the strongman who turns the wheel, it must be shed by the seven holes that are shocked by this momentum.

"Ye Mo, this is the town of Tianfu, leaving with the town of Tianfu."

Fu Rong handed the town Tianfu to Ye Mo, and she also greeted the soul master.

"Fu Rong, you are not the opponent of the deity, the deity is the soul of the dead soul and the dead, is the noblest person, you are such a low-ranking person, the deity can rely on this idea, you can oppress you can not resist Do you think you can protect the young man?"

The soul is master, the hand is a condensed sword of a dead soul, attacking Fu Rong, and Fu Rong is also fearless, now Fu Chen is dead, she is fearless, dead, and perhaps still dead The soul domain and the character dust continue to the front.

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