"Zhao Xiang, you stupid and fool, do you think you can succeed in the sacrifice, it's really funny, a small two-layer altar professional, you dare to think about it, I'll let you taste the good taste of the backlash brought to you by the sacrifice."
Lan Sen's cold voice reached the depths of Zhao Xiang's soul without hindrance, Zhao Xiang seemed to be unable to stand Lan Sen's voice attack any longer, puff, spit out two mouthfuls of the blood of the ancient gods of the royal family, and the blood of the ancient gods immediately scattered like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, and disappeared into the wall of the White Tiger Hall in a flash at an unfathomable speed with the naked eye, seeing Zhao Xiang's face suddenly turn pale, and Lan Sen under the ancient castle three miles away let out a gloomy cold laugh: "Zhao Xiang, aren't you delusional about the blood sacrifice of my super sacrificial treasure, hum, the thirteen-grade sacrificial treasure, wow, you still dare to think that I said that in front of me, you, a small two-layer altar professional, are an out-and-out fool, I want to torture you well, and then take your soul to serve as the sacrificial spirit of my thirteen-grade sacrificial treasure, hum, if it weren't for the sake of you being the Five Elements Altar, I would have told you to split the corpse of the five horses, and the soul would have collapsed."
In fact, Zhao Xiang is deliberately showing weakness, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, although the other party has the strength of a thirteen-layer altar professional, he Zhao Xiang is not afraid of a fierce battle with him, but Zhao Xiang thinks that because of the lack of six elite soldiers such as Long Yi, the strong generals are really fighting against Lan Sen, and it is likely to be hit hard, for the sake of insurance, Zhao Xiang took this way of showing weakness openly and secretly using hot hands, in order to give the other party a surprise blow, and finally be able to maximize the benefits with the minimum sacrifice, Zhao Xiang is not the first time to use the ability to calm the soul, dementor, destroy the soul, Zhao Xiang quietly hid the soul-calming breath of the soul Jane in the blood of the ancient gods that spewed out, and the thirteen-grade sacrificial treasure of the White Tiger Hall contained the powerful soul power of Lan Sen, Zhao Xiang's first step was to calm the soul Jane, and the second step was to combine the soul Jane's soul dementorship and soul-destroying breath after squirting out two mouthfuls of blood, and did his best to urge these breaths to comprehensively and thoroughly sweep the soul of Lan Sen, which was deeply rooted in the White Tiger Hall.
Extinction is only a thousandth of an instant, perhaps in a shorter time, in the White Tiger Hall, Lan Sen's soul was uprooted, and the power of the soul Jane was eliminated, how powerful it was, it was claimed to be able to exterminate the soul of almost any strong person in the world, as long as he had the master of the soul Jane, the power was strong enough and high enough, the above purpose could be achieved, Lan Sen three miles away, maybe in a trance, maybe a distraction, he found that he had lost any connection with the White Tiger Hall, and in the depths of his soul, he suddenly had an extremely strong sense of crisis, and he intuitively concluded that he had misjudged Zhao Xiang, this Zhao Xiang's strength is probably definitely not the two-layer altar he revealed, otherwise how could he let me lose contact with the White Tiger Hall in a short period of time, bunkerLan Sen's eyes in the secret room flickered like a knife, and immediately jumped up from the couch, and strode forward, his body disappeared in a blur, and Zhao Xiang in the White Tiger Hall was mobilizing almost all the power of the Divine Ring at this moment, although it hurt to speed up the refining of the thirteen-grade sacrificial treasure of the White Tiger Hall, Zhao Xiang Outer Spiritual Venerable, and the elder of the Divine Ring drew a little bit of the power of creation to bless the strength of the refining White Tiger Hall, the handsome old man, Guo Twelve, the former ancestor of the Gu Dai family, and the Gurdai of the nine-layer altar, The four masters of the nine-layer altar of the Gu Mi family, they were all in the divine ring, and they all helped Zhao Xiang refine this thirteen-grade sacrificial treasure, and the refining speed immediately increased by ten times, and when Lan Sen stepped out of the bunker, the handsome old man immediately transmitted this information to Zhao Xiang, and Zhao Xiang issued an order almost synchronously: Ling'er, Purple Eye, Rael, you must try to delay Lan Sen's success or failure in this move, and the three of them immediately gathered momentum with soul fluctuations, cascading space, Thunder and other three major killers attacked together, and the ultra-high frequency soul fluctuations suddenly made Lan Sen's majestic soul stagnate, so it brought a shake of Lan Sen's body, Lan Sen immediately pinched out a talisman with both hands, a blue bead the size of a glass ball appeared out of thin air, and let out a scream, directly into the high-frequency soul fluctuation sent by Ling'er, it almost didn't take a breath, the blue bead was like a stone falling into a calm lake, and the ripples spread rapidly with the bead as the center, and the high-frequency soul fluctuation that originally hindered it was like a translucent peeling off, shattering inch by inch, and snorting coldly disdainfully, Lan Sen's stagnant figure continued to move forward, but at this time, the purple eyes were onCasting the Anluoshi space magic power to a relatively high level, for Lan Sen, this step just moved forward, and he felt as if he had stepped into another world, which was not the most frightening thing for him, and what frightened him the most was that he felt that his front feet and his entire body seemed to be in two different spaces, and the next moment it would be separated from his body, "Hmph, this kind of gadget dares to take it out and show off."
Lan Sen said, his right hand clenched into a fist, and struck at the multi-layered virtual space formed by Anluoshi in front of him, and his fist surged all the way through the multi-layered virtual space at a geometric speed, Zhao Xiang only heard the sound of the porcelain being suddenly broken, and then the purple eye let out a howl of extreme pain, Zhao Xiang had already seen the purple eyes of the fifth layer of the Divine Ring, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the continuous giant mountain formed by the Anluo stone vein above the Soul Lake was actually divided into two halves, originally a mineral vein, Lan Sen turned into two purple eyes after a punch, and Zhao Xiang was obviously seriously injured, Zhao Xiang was angry, but he knew that now was not the time to be angry at all, and there was still a hundredth of a breath before the success of refining the White Tiger Hall, he Zhao Xiang couldn't be madAfter the blood of the ancient gods of the Zhao Xiang royal family, Rael not only regained his original level, but also made a breakthrough to a large extent, even if he was four or five years old now, he had become old, his hands had long been ready to go, and he was fully concerned about the battle between Purple Eyes and Lan Sen, when the moment the defeat of Purple Eyes appeared, the finely calculated Rael ran to Lan Sen's eyes with both hands, and pushed away, and the purple eyes howled.
At the moment when the multi-layered simulated space shattered into nothing, two black balls flew out of Rael's hands, and at this time, Lan Sen's other fist was swinging at Zhao Xiang in the White Tiger Hall, seeing that punch with the sound of wind and thunder, this earth-destroying power was enveloped, this punch had not really hit Zhao Xiang, Zhao Xiang had already felt a sense of destruction from the depths of his soul, if in normal times, Zhao Xiang naturally did not have to be afraid of this punch, this punch would naturally not be fatal, but now Zhao Xiang is devoting himself to the sacrifice of the White Tiger Hall, and he must not be distracted, otherwise the thirteen-grade sacrificial treasure of the White Tiger Hall will eat his soul, even if he does not die, he will be seriously injured, plus the Lan Sen who is eyeing him on the side, Zhao Xiang is not in a good situation, and the two black balls that flew out of Rael's hands are not goodWhat could effectively prevent Lan Sen from smashing into Zhao Xiang's fist?