The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

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The words Modog said were just to cheer himself up. He had a rather vague feeling in the depths of Yun Xiao's mind, he just sensed that the black mist monsters were impacting the other's soul.

Until this moment, when Motuo sensed the violent trembling of the opponent's body and couldn't stop it, he finally felt relieved.

The impact of one's own black anger on the soul is definitely not something a human hairy kid can bear.

Therefore, Medog made a decisive move, trying to smash the opponent's soul body to pieces, and then the opponent's soul will be destroyed, and his black spirit will be able to get a good evolution.

Huhuhu...

The thoughts in his mind turned, and Medog did not hesitate at all. The power of the evil spirits erupted once again, and then proceeded from all parts of Yun Xiao's body, toward his soul and mind, and the momentum was amazing. .

Suddenly, Yun Xiao's body trembled more and more severely. It seemed that he really couldn't bear the sudden energy impact. Seeing from the outside, the black fog was shaking violently, like a shaking black cloud.

"Huh? This kid's anti-corrosion ability, I am afraid that even some demigod vein monsters can't match it!"

After a dozen more breaths, Medog felt the corrosive power of his own black daggers, and when he became relieved again, his mood was a little irritable.

It was the human kid in the black mist who persisted for too long. Although it seemed that he might collapse at any time, he was always in a state of collapse, which made him extremely crazy.

"I don't believe it anymore. Is your soul body really made of iron?"

The arrogance that belonged to Medog was also fully revealed at this moment. He was born in the Ten Thousand Devil Forest, and he could no longer lose face in the crowd. This was his best chance, and possibly his last chance.

If a human with such a powerful soul power really allowed him to escape, maybe Medog today would have really capsized in the gutter and followed in the footsteps of Genggu over there.

From the corner of Modog's eyes, through the countless golden sword shadows, he saw Geng Gu in the sword domain. At this moment, it has become extremely miserable, and even the palm of the left arm has shaved one of the sword shadows. Down.

Geng Gu's right arm had been cut off just now. At this moment, his left palm was cut off. There were countless sword-scarred blood grooves on his face, and his aura was sluggish. It was impossible to hold on for long.

This made Medog even more frightened. He secretly said that the black-clothed boy was trapped in the black mist by himself. Why was the sword domain still so perfect, so that Geng Gu, who was in the half-god realm, had no chance to get out?

There was only one thought in Motuo's mind, and that was that no matter the pulse energy supporting the sword domain or the sword spirit that might exist, it was controlled by the black-clothed human stars. As long as the stars were killed, everything would fall apart.

Huhuhu...

Energy like a violent wind burst out directly from the huge black mist. It seemed that Medog was also willing to fight, and if he didn't succeed, he would be benevolent. This may be the most capable Ninth-Rank Immortal Venerable human he has ever seen.

The energy of the evil spirit is not endless. It can be said that the power of Medog's three consecutive injections has already consumed almost half of the energy of the evil spirit. He wants to make a desperate effort.

Medog believed that this time, the black-clothed boy would not be able to eat.

This is already the largest black qi evil energy he can display. If it exceeds it, it will have a serious impact on his cultivation foundation.

But what made Medog feel a little strange is that after his third energy was urged out, the human youth who was wrapped in black mist still trembled, but it seemed to be no different from before.

"This human kid, wouldn't it be... pretending?"

With the passage of time, such a thought suddenly flashed in Medog's mind, which made his mood a lot more irritable, because he suddenly discovered that this guess is very likely to be the truth.

After all, in Medog's induction, the human youth named Xingchen began to tremble violently after the first energy entered. Up to now, the magnitude of the tremor does not seem to have changed much.

You must know that this is already the third energy that Medog has penetrated. If the black-clothed humans are really on the verge of collapse, there is no reason to last so long.

At this moment, there was an unspeakable depression in Medog's heart. If it was as he had guessed, then the other party's purpose would be self-evident, and he simply wanted him to infiltrate some dark energy.

"Nothing? Go on!"

After another half of the incense time, when Medog sensed that the power of the evil spirits became a bit more relaxed again, and hesitated whether to continue to increase his strength with all his strength, a voice was transmitted from the black mist. come out.

Medog was not unfamiliar with this voice. It was made by the human black-clothed boy. When this voice reached his ears, his previous guesses were finally confirmed.

"Damn, it's really okay!"

At this moment, Medog was really about to vomit blood, especially when he sensed the energy of his black qi, he felt that the spirit crystal was about to explode when there was less than half left.

Obviously, the things that Modog had previously guessed were true, and the effects of the evil spirit on this human youth, whether it was the corruption of the body or the soul, had not reached the ideal.

It is even possible that the black qi and evil energy that enters the opponent's mind has become the nourishment of the opponent's soul power.

Otherwise, how could this human kid repeatedly show his enemy's weakness, so that he can sacrifice more black energy, this human kid is too capable of acting.

Medog's heart was dripping with blood, but it was so hard for him to accumulate countless years of black energy, but he did not expect to lose nearly half of it just under the opponent's pretense.

"Since you don't take the initiative, then let me take it myself!"

At the moment when Medog was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, the familiar and unpleasant voice came again, and immediately afterwards he felt an extremely powerful suction from the depths of the black mist.

At this moment, Yunxiao's Primordial Royal Dragon Art was operating, and the power of the two soul ancestral veins under the neck of the back was also suddenly urged, and the powerful invisible force burst out, making De Motuo like an enemy.

If it is in his own soul's mind, Yun Xiao relying on the powerful soul power, can take the energies of the evil spirits for himself without urging the soul ancestral veins.

But now, he was going to grab the power of the evil spirits from the outside, and Yun Xiao's immature soul body alone could not do it, so he could only rely on the power of the soul's ancestral veins.

The Primordial Royal Dragon Art, combined with the power of the soul's ancestral veins, had an amazing effect. In just a moment, Medog found that his black power was rushing toward the black-clothed youth uncontrollably.

"Don't think about it!"

The power of the evil spirits, but the root of Medog, if the opponent is really swallowed up by the opponent, then he, the powerhouse of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, would not fit his name.

It is even possible for the opponent to take this opportunity to wipe out his Motuo's intelligence and domineering for countless years. How could he want to return to that chaos?

Compared with humans and pulse monsters, the foreign spirits that are not easy to generate spiritually are undoubtedly more life-saving at certain times. The most unbearable thing for them is to be erased by humans.

But at this moment, it was Medog who let those black anger envelop Yun Xiao first, and then he wanted to get away. How could it be so easy? How could Yun Xiao easily agree?

Having swallowed nearly half of the black qi evil energy just now, Yun Xiao felt that the soul body that he had just broken through to the demigod realm had improved a little. He knew that this kind of power was of great use to his soul body.

If there is enough black qi evil energy, Yun Xiao believes in the power of his soul, and it is not impossible to break through to the soul level in one fell swoop, such as some black qi evil spirits of other gods.

It’s a pity that Yun Xiao knows clearly that even if he swallows Medog's black qi, he cannot let his soul power break through to the soul level, after all, this is just a demigod alien spirit. .

But it is better than nothing. Strength is accumulated bit by bit. Since there is this opportunity, Yun Xiao will not let it go easily.

Maybe sometime in the future, the accumulation of these energy will become a magical pen to turn the fighters?

Medog uttered a roar, followed by the remaining half of the black qi, which burst out desperately, and this time, he was not thinking about **** the opponent, but how to get out.

In this instant, Yun Xiao felt a strong force of repulsion, which made his Primordial Dragon Art and the power of the soul's ancestral veins swallowed slowly.

Those black daggers who wrapped his body desperately wanted to escape, because Medog knew that this was his last chance, and the power of swallowing made him feel frightened.

At this time, Medog was thinking about how to escape for his life. Under the declining power, he knew that he would no longer be the opponent of this black-clothed human youth.

As for Geng Gu, who is already at the end of the war, let him fend for himself. The so-called dead Taoist friend is not dead and poor, and Motuo, who has no time to take care of himself, is in the mood to care for a "friend" who is not close to each other?

Medog still understands the truth that Qingshan is not afraid of not having firewood, and at this moment, he has no reservations about the power of his suffocation.

Sometimes, the chance of getting out is just a little bit.

I have to say that this powerhouse of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest is extremely decisive, after the Yunxiao Primordial Royal Dragon Art combined with the power of the soul's ancestral veins, swallowed nearly 20% of the black qi.

The black mist finally broke away from him.

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