"Ha ha……"

Long Xuan was gasping for breath. Behind him was a bloody and bloody holes, and around him were pits caused by the explosion.

"Long...xuan?"

After the explosion, Ma Xiaotao, who had not suffered much harm in Long Xuan's arms, gradually came back to his senses and quickly came out of Long Xuan's arms to help Long Xuan check the damage suffered.

"Long Xuan, you..."

He quickly walked behind Long Xuan, and Ma Xiaotao was shocked and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but cry.

Behind Long Xuan, the bloody scene was deeply imprinted in the deepest part of Ma Xiaotao's heart.

"How dare you..."

Without caring about Ma Xiaotao's behavior, Long Xuan's heart was filled with rage at this moment.

If he hadn't rushed in to help Ma Xiaotao resist this explosion just now, even with the existence of the magic defense ring, Ma Xiaotao would inevitably end up seriously injured.

"I dare to dare to dare to dare to!"

Long Xuan, in his rage, had forgotten Ye Xishui's warning to him, and did not care whether his future would be besieged by a large number of evil soul masters. He only thought about one thing now.

Kill him!

"Angel of Original Sin!"

With Long Xuan's roar, the original sin angel martial soul instantly attached to Long Xuan's body. Due to the existence of the living gold, the wound behind Long Xuan was slowly healing itself.

A pair of angel wings composed of colorful light spread out behind Long Xuan, and the gorgeous wings also surprised Ma Xiaotao, who had just come to his senses.

After the explosion stopped, Beibei and others walked quickly towards the inside of the cave, but what they saw really shocked them.

Black, black, black, black, black, five black ten thousand-year soul rings shine behind Long Xuan.

Long Xuan didn't care about the exposure of his twin martial souls. The second black Wannian behind him suddenly shone. He shook hands in the direction where the evil soul master was about to escape and shouted angrily:

"Tomb of laziness!"

In an instant, a pyramid formed by dark blue energy was formed on the man who claimed to be the messenger of death, trapping him tightly inside.

"Damn, damn! Why am I trapped by such a soul skill!"

The messenger of Death frantically attacked the barrier of the Tomb of Sloth in the Tomb of Sloth, trying to break through Long Xuan's control through violence.

But after the impact was fruitless, he adopted another method to try to unravel the barrier.

"Corpse slaves! Kill that soul master!"

Under the control of the God of Death Messenger, ten corpse slaves rushed towards Long Xuan. Ma Xiaotao, who was beside Long Xuan, was shocked.

"Not good, if it's this number!"

Ma Xiaotao is not afraid of these corpse slaves, but the number of these corpse slaves is too large.

And there is Long Xuan next to her!

"A little trick!"

Long Xuan snorted coldly, and the fifth soul ring behind him started to activate for the first time.

The chain composed of dark blue soul power quietly connected these corpse slaves, and the other part of the chain connected to Long Xuan's palm.

The fifth soul skill: chain of sin.

"Get in!"

Long Xuan held the chains and began to swing directly, while those corpse slaves with great cultivation could not help but fly up as Long Xuan shook.

As Long Xuan shook, the corpse slaves were thrown into the Tomb of Sloth and trapped with the Messenger of Death.

"It's not over yet!"

The first ten thousand-year soul ring began to light up, and countless flintlock rifles formed behind Long Xuan, pointing at the tomb of laziness with a cold muzzle.

"Open fire!"

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

With Long Xuan's merciless bombing, the Tomb of Sloth was shattered.

Long Xuan's brows were not relaxed at all. He could feel that the messenger of Death was not dead yet!

"Want to escape? It's not that easy!"

Long Xuan stepped back with his right foot, and a dinosaur head formed on his feet.

"Go!"

Stepping out with his right foot, the dinosaur head flew towards the direction of the God of Death Messenger, tracking it at a fixed point!

"This is impossible! How could this distant soul skill have such a powerful control effect!"

The messenger of the Death, bitten by the dinosaur's head, was fixed in the air, constantly twisting his body, trying to break free.

Long Xuan was unwilling to talk nonsense to him, and he opened his wings behind him and flew into the sky.

When the height was about the same, he used his right foot as the velocity and kicked towards the messenger of Death.

"No! No! I don't want to die!"

Although the messenger of Death shouted loudly, it was useless.

"The End of Sin!"

"boom!"

Long Xuan kicked the messenger of Death, then flipped back to the ground.

The body of the messenger of the Death froze, although a huge explosion occurred!
Chapter completed!