Chapter: 8866
"town!"
Two black-clothed warriors controlled the big net. They took out a metal ball and crushed it.
The space around Xianjun Lingxi was blocked.
Seeing that the big net is coming.
"Gu~"
The little boy became angry, the body of the God Transformation Curse Kun continued to grow bigger, but was strangled by the big net with bleeding marks, and turned into a black awn with monstrous incantations, but the black awn couldn't break through the coverage of the big net.
Crash!
The little one turned into a cursed ship, was beaten into a pre-birth state, and fell to the surface without any movement.
Mu Xue rushed over and unleashed the Nine Nether Cold Sword.
Click, the sword breaks.
The broken sword tip, under the control of the black-clothed warrior, rushed towards Mu Xue's forehead.
hum!
Just when Mu Xue's pupils shrank sharply, she could even feel the sharpness of the sword.
In front of her, a figure suddenly appeared, an illusory figure.
He has an evil smile.
Demon King Clown, here we come.
"Hehehe."
Hoarse laughter filled the world.
"I like souls, the souls of people from the upper world."
Hush!
The wind howled, and Heimang won a big victory.
Countless spaceships appeared in the void, and the Demon Soul King Legion is coming!
From each spaceship, countless ghosts appeared, and they passed through the spaceship to effectively attack the metal machinery.
One by one, the metal machinery fell.
Even the nearest two black-clothed warriors were slightly distracted.
"Soul creature?"
The two looked at each other, this thing is of some value, shot or arrested?
They fell back momentarily and recovered the large net.
The destruction of the metal machinery also reduced the pressure on the Crescent Mountain Legion, but if you look around, there are less than 500,000 people who can stand.
"A rare soul creature."