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Chapter 1517 Not belonging to you

"The Undead War Soul!" The Soul-Devouring King said slowly. Several black souls appeared behind his back, and three tall figures quickly condensed in front of the Soul-Devouring King.

"The Undead Sheep Lord!" "The Undead Ancient Lord" "The Undead Bewitched"

Three figures, three scarlet eyes, the undead sheep, the huge horns on the head, the flesh and blood condensed on the face, but there was no skin. He held two axes in his hand, the undead ancient priest, the tall figure, two sharp fangs in his mouth, a giant hammer, the undead bewitched, huge in size, and his fist was like a mountain.

The undead sheep looked forward and pinched the ancestor of the resentful spirit, but Xiao Yan's Holy Heaven Lotus arrow was not that simple. The ancestor of the resentful spirit was caught, and the arrow feathers still rushed, directly broke free from the undead sheep, shot into the undead sheep's chest, and exploded with a loud bang, and half of the body of the undead sheep was blown out of a big hole.

The Lei You War Spirit roared with three thousand thunders. The Undead Ancient Lord raised a giant hammer and thundered it straight down. The giant hammer and the Lei You War Spirit directly fought each other. Suddenly, thunder shone everywhere. The thunder instantly covered the whole body of the Undead Ancient Lord. The powerful thunder directly tore the body of the Undead Ancient Lord.

After a moment, the Lei You War Spirit also exploded. As the thunder was also exploded, the body of the Ancient Undead had cracks of all sizes everywhere, and the movements became much slower.

The twilight ghost followed, with its fast speed, swept across the undead sheep and the ancient undead, and the arrow god, and a red light directly passed through the bodies of the undead sheep and the ancient undead. The two were divided into two halves in the next moment. The undead sheep and the ancient undead disintegrate and now only the undead behemoth is left.

The fourth arrow feather, the magical demon spirit, also came before the Behemoth. The undead Behemoth seemed to be unable to see the magical demon spirit, turned into a colorful little fish, kissed the fish on the forehead of Behemoth, as if the fish and birds were in love. The body of the undead Behemoth immediately stiffened and could not move. The twilight ghost, the red light covered the whole body of the Undead Behemoth, and the magical demon spirit immediately drilled into the head of the Undead Behemoth.

The undead behemoth also disintegrated. This time, the fighting skills confrontation was obvious that Xiao Yan won.

The Soul-Devouring King's face looked ugly. The spear turned into a blue dragon and the black light filled the sky, defeating the two arrow feathers transformed from the magical demon spirit and the twilight ghost.

But at this moment, the Soul-Devouring King was shocked, and behind him were the iron chains of three ancestors, and a faint light flashed. This faint light was Xiao Yan's strongest arrow, Youjue Mingling, who directly cut the iron chain, and the three iron chains connecting the nine-star ancestor collapsed and broke instantly.

"Oops!"

The Soul-Devouring King said something bad, and his back immediately rushed out of three black chains again, wanting to re-control the three Nine-Star Ancestors.

"The sea of ​​fire burning sky-the verdict!"

Just when the Soul Devouring King wanted to re-control the three Nine-Star Ancestors, the sea of ​​fire in the sky was drowned towards the Soul Devouring King like a wave. These flames were not simple. Xiao Yan contained the Golden Crow Demon-Suppressing Characters, which had this absolute suppression effect on the Soul Devouring King.

As soon as the black iron chains touched Xiao Yan's sky fire, they instantly made a hissing sound, and black smoke continued to dissipate.

The Soul-Devouring King had to immediately withdraw the chain, his body burst backward, and his mouth twitched. Obviously, Xiao Yan could completely suppress the Soul-Devouring King. Even if the Soul-Devouring King had the strength of the mid-stage nine-star stage, as long as the Soul-Devouring King touched Xiao Yan's sky fire, everything would be burned out.

Xiao Yan's sea of ​​fire was like a wave, and he did not intend to let the Soul-Devouring King go away again.

"Do you know the strength of the real nine stars? The strength from the undead is also borrowed. It does not belong to you. If you let thousands of undeads not enter the cycle of reincarnation, your crime should be punished!" Xiao Yan looked at the Soul Devouring King coldly. He also knew that almost all the black iron chains of the Soul Devouring King were composed of undead spirits, including the three undead warriors who had just condensed, were trapped by the Soul Devouring King in some vicious way, so that they could no longer be as reincarnation after death.
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