"Wang Baole?!"

The strange figure and the strange black eyes immediately changed the expressions of Chi Lin and the four people, and there was an incredible feeling in their eyes. It was obvious that Wang Baole's behavior of breaking through the red fog exceeded their expectations. The countless soul bodies around him knelt down to Wang Baole as if they were paying a visit to the king, which made them even more incredible and extremely shocked in their hearts.

Even so, the four of them were all war-torn cultivators of the Weiyang clan. Even if their minds were shocked, they all glanced at each other and suddenly burst out, turning into four afterimages and heading straight for Wang Baole in an instant.

As the approaching approached, the four of them immediately used their killer weapon without any hesitation!

At Chi Lin, at this moment, a gray Taoist robe transformed into a wave of his hand, floating above his head, like a person who could not see his body, spreading on his head, emitting a breath of death and pounced on Wang Baole.

The other three people's killer moves were different. As one of them made a gesture, the body overlapped, and a huge black lizard turned into its body. The lizard seemed to merge with its body, opened its mouth, and emitted a gust of fishy wind, with a huge momentum, as if it was about to tear everything apart.

Another person waved his hands and directly tore open his body, revealing three heads. It was obvious that he didn't care about the issue of identity exposure. With his strong body, he wanted to suppress Wang Baole.

The last one was even more strange. In a flash, it transformed into dozens of people, moving at high speed from all directions. Each body emitted a blue light, as if it was highly poisonous!

Seeing the four people coming with murderous intent, Wang Baole raised his right hand expressionlessly and waved his head suddenly at the four people. Suddenly, the soul bodies that were kneeling in all directions raised their heads one by one, making a silent roar that was sharp in their feelings, and rushed towards the four people without fear of life and death!

The speed is so fast and the number is so large that it seems to form a soul sea, and it directly bombards the four people. Although the difference between them is too big and the magnificent number is impossible to truly change the strength, but at least it is possible to delay.

In an instant, waves echoed in the starry sky. Wang Baole, who had a cold expression, couldn't even look at the four short-lived gods. At this moment, he walked out and fell directly next to the red fog where Feng Qiuran was. He raised his right hand and pressed the surface of the fog.

With this press, the red mist suddenly trembled, whether it was entering Feng Qiuran's body or not, at this moment, and felt a will that made them terrified and horrified, covering their souls. This will was cold and decisive, with only one word.

"roll!"

As soon as this will came out, all the soul bodies were about to explode and scattered in a blast. Even if the red mist was blocked, it could not withstand so many soul bodies at the same time. In an instant, the whole red mist completely exploded, and a large number of soul bodies scattered, revealing Feng Qiuran, who was dying inside.

Feng Qiuran is a god-like man after all. Even though he has been trapped for a long time and has been refining it, he still remains clear in his mind. After seeing the figure who saved her, her eyes shrank. While she vaguely recognized Wang Baole, she was also attracted by the closed black eyes behind Wang Baole.

At first glance, her whole mind became dazed, as if she had seen a turning black hole abyss. Her soul seemed to be about to leave her body. In shock, Feng Qiuran bit her tongue suddenly and then barely recovered. She was even more shocked. She didn't know what this black eye was, but she could see that Wang Baole did not urge this eye technique, and without urge, she could actually make herself lose her mind. Then the horror of these black eyes can be imagined.

"Wang Baole, you..."

"Master Qiu Ran's grandmother, the soul body here can only trap these four gods for a while. Time is not enough for us to leave. Can you fight one god?" Wang Baole raised his right hand and waved it, threw out several pill bottles, and spoke slowly.

His tone was calm, but under the strange black eyes behind him and his own cold breath, the sound of his spiritual thoughts seemed to be filled with cold air.

"Yes!" After taking the pill bottle, Feng Qiuran drank it in one sip, nodded heavily, and glanced at the head of the side, and in a flash, he rushed straight to the place where one of the four trapped god-spirited monks was. With the cooperation of the soul body, he directly killed him.

Her invasion immediately changed the expression of the God-Shi Shen's face. In an instant, the two of them fought and the fluctuations suddenly spread, extremely violently.

At this moment, the Tongshen trapped by the soul body, except for the one who fought with Feng Qiuran, there were three left. Wang Baole's eyes flashed. After sweeping over the three trapped Tongshen, he paused at Chilin.

"You have to fight quickly..." Wang Baole murmured softly, taking a step towards the area where the red scales were trapped. The moment this step fell, the red meridians on his body filled with bang, and the imperial armor was directly formed in the outer circumference of his body!

Even though his body became slender, the imperial armor no longer looked so huge, but with the black eyes behind him, his cruel intention not only did not decrease, but instead dispersed with strangeness and turned like a demon god. When he fell in the second step, he stepped directly to Chi Lin, Wang Baole's left hand also raised and punched out directly!

The blessing of the broken star explosion, the blessing of the imperial armor, the blessing of the star Yuanying, and the blessing of the nightmare technique!

The explosion that all these things finally formed after they have accumulated will instantly surpass the limit that the Nascent Soul cultivator can reach. Even this kind of explosion is no longer something that the Nascent Soul cultivator can bear. That is, Wang Baole not only has strong physical bodies, but more importantly, there is imperial armor instead of his body, which allows him to burst out combat power that completely surpasses the Nascent Soul realm!

One punch to connect to the gods is not comparable to the early stage, but directly crosses the early stage, such as a real attack to connect to the middle stage of the gods!

When the blow was bombarded, Chi Lin's expression changed completely. He roared in horror, raised his hands and waved it violently. Suddenly, the gray Taoist robe above his head appeared directly in front of him, blocking Wang Baole's punch.

His body quickly retreated with the help of this time, and at the same time, he raised his left hand and patted his forehead, as if he was about to crack his body like clothes, causing his Weiyang clan war body to appear.

He had a good idea and his movements were extremely fast, but it was still too late!

Almost blocked by the gray Taoist robe, and the moment when the red scale itself retreated, a white light appeared deep in Wang Baole's eyes. In an instant, the eyes of the dark nightmare closed behind him... suddenly opened at this moment!

The moment it opened, the stars shook, the world was still, the dust did not move, time did not move, everything did not move, everything did not move!

Chi Lin's body was also among all things. At this moment, it stopped directly, as if the connection between the soul and the body was cut off, and all the ability to think was cut off. What awaited him was Wang Baole, avoiding the gray Taoist robe. When Chi Lin flashed by, the light of the broken arm of the imperial armor and divine weapon waved with his right hand was instantly brilliant.

There was no time to resist, there was no time to dodge, there was no time to walk out of Weiyang's body, and with the broken arm of the divine weapon swept over, everything was over... Blood spurted out, and the red-scaled corpse separated body instantly withered, and all the flesh and blood were sucked away by the imperial armor in an instant. In addition, it was his soul, which was also absorbed by the black eyes in this moment, until behind Wang Baole, next to the huge black eyes, there was a second closed eye the size of a fist!

"Slaying the God, it's so simple." Wang Baole closed his eyes and felt the sudden increase in his cultivation and his nightmare technique at this moment, which was rising steadily towards the fourth level, although it was slow but steady.

His expression was calm, neither joy nor sorrow, which was the price of practicing the Nightmare Art. He had no emotion for killing, but instead had an indescribable desire in his heart, pushing him to desire more killings.
Chapter completed!