After all, Wu Xiuluan is a strong man at the level of the Divine Soul Realm. Even if he first enters the Divine Soul Realm, even if his breath is unstable, he will still be in the Divine Soul Realm.

There was a long sword in his hand at some point. Song Li's casual blow just now exploded his condensed martial arts attack, which made him feel afraid. He did not dare to delay any longer, and immediately took out his magic weapon.

This sword is called Qiushuang Sword. The sword body is slender and looks delicate, but it contains extremely powerful. The appearance of the sword is also suitable for hypocrites like Wu Xiuluan.

Taking advantage of the gap, he slashed out directly. As the light pointed, a huge ditch appeared, and a space crack appeared immediately, swallowing all the surrounding Emperor Fire in.

Bang…

Between attack and defense, two moves confronted each other, and they both tied and both knocked away the opponent's attacks.

Song Li raised his eyebrows, not very surprised. After all, he was in the realm of spiritual soul and had no ability. He really had the ability to cultivate himself.

Immediately, I didn't dare to drag it out, and put away the purple fire wall in front of me, and even Song Li didn't dare to underestimate the cracks in the space. If I were accidentally pulled in, I wouldn't know what the consequences would be.

Wu Xiuluan said with a cold face: "Why is it so easy to run away?"

With one move, Wu Xiuluan became proud and wanted to take advantage of the victory.

He immediately shouted: "Sword pierces nothingness!"

The power burst out with one sword seemed to be able to make the sky collapse and the earth cracked, which was very terrifying. The surrounding swamp land immediately cracked countless holes, densely packed, and the real scene of cracking the ground.

Song Li also reacted very quickly and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Wu Xiuluan was indeed extraordinary. He thought a little, so Song Li quickly calmed down and hurriedly carried his Red Fire Dragon Spear in his hand.

The gun flips over, dots in the air, and stirs up the fire at the tip of the gun, like a huge brush, and the empty mid-air is like a piece of white paper.

While drawing and drawing, the tip of the gun kept hitting the empty and ethereal barrier of breath.

Song Li's body began to become illusory, and the air around him began to thrust in an instant.

As Song Li's body continued to grow, the air around him twitched even more intensely, and even began to buzz, which was very harsh. The continuous twitching of the air made people feel a suffocating.

Wu Xiuluan could feel the violent power generated by his sword being squeezed by his home, and murmured: "What's going on? How could such a terrifying power suddenly appear!"

"Drink..." Song Li shouted lightly.

"Dong..."

With the violent impact, the Red Fire Dragon Spear slammed countless times, which had already exploded the void barrier that Wu Xiuluan blasted out.

The breathing of the few people around began to become rapid. In just a moment, the two of them confronted each other several times without giving each other a chance to breathe. One move after another, they took quick action, and three moves were connected together, making the surrounding aura more and more depressing.

"Is this a battle between powerful people in the Divine Soul Realm?"

"So strong."

"The deacon is a powerful person in the Divine Spirit Realm. He is already strong, but he didn't expect that Song Li was really so powerful."

"The cultivation level has not reached the Divine Soul Realm, but has the strength of the Divine Soul Realm. This boy is indeed powerful."

Song Li ignored the comments of several Jin Yaotang people. After exposing the opponent's attack, Song Li, who was suspended in the air, looked like a god of war, condescending with a proud aura, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then, Song Li shouted: "Youlong split the ground attack!"

As the gun body danced, endless flames sprayed out from the gun body, as if two fire snakes were formed. Both fire snakes were like real snakes, spitting out fiery red letters at the tip of the sword.

"Uh, so powerful!" Wu Xiuluan whispered, feeling the violent pressure brought by Song Li's move.

Just as Wu Xiuluan was about to prepare for the move to deal with Song Li's attack, Song Li's mind moved and caused the chaotic energy in his body to pour into the two fire snakes.

The two winding fire snakes gathered together, but became a red dragon with the body of Emperor Fire, roaring towards Wu Xiuluan. Wu Xiuluan's face turned shaking, and a huge sense of crisis came from the bottom of his heart. When the two fire snakes circled out, Wu Xiuluan was still confident that he could easily transform this move, but when the red dragon transformed from the two fire snakes appeared, his original confidence turned into fear.

"How could this fire dragon... contain such a vigorous fire element!" Wu Xiuluan whispered.

And at this moment, the fire dragon dancing from the gun body attacked violently, almost devouring everything around.

Wu Xiuluan reacted quickly, and the sword in his hand was provoked. In the blink of an eye, countless swords were inserted around his body, forming a fence formed by an illusory long sword.

This is a defense move. He wanted to use the sword shadow drawn by his Qiu Shuang Sword to resist Song Li's attack. Although he had transformed too many sword shadows at this time, even if he resisted Song Li's attack, his Qiu Shuang Sword would be too consumed and would not be able to be used in a short period of time.

But now he doesn't care about so much, saving his life is important.

When the fire dragon passed by, the Qiufrost sword shadow was dyed red. However, the fence formed by the Qiufrost sword shadow seemed to have really worked, and it did have strong defenses, blocking the surrounding fire dragons.

"Hu..." Wu Xiuluan let out a long sigh.

And just then, Song Li's sneer came.

"Do you think this is the only one?"

As soon as Song Li finished speaking, Wu Xiuluan felt a stern heart because he felt a strong murderous intent coming from his feet.

Before Wu Xiuluan could react, the ground under his feet suddenly turned into copper red.

This is not the ground, it is like a red iron pot baked by flames.

Then, the ground began to crack, and fire snakes rushed out from the ground and swept towards Wu Xiuluan.

Wu Xiuluan's defense center was around and above his head. He never expected that Song Li's center of gravity was at his feet. He couldn't help but feel shocked and exclaimed, "Not good!"

However, it was too late to do anything. Wu Xiuluan was directly overturned by the fire snake emerging from the ground, and he was in an extremely hot flame.

"City Lord..." Wu Xiuluan, who was in the flames, exclaimed in a daze.

At this time, he was not asking for help and he would definitely die.

At this moment, two figures arrived in awe.

The older man directly covered his palm and pressed down at Song Li.

Song Li felt extremely strong pressure in his heart, frowned slightly, and did not dare to procrastinate. He quickly took a few steps back and avoided the other party's palm power.

It is precisely because of this that Song Li did not continue his attack, and the fire around Wu Xiuluan disappeared immediately.

Although his face was charred and looked extremely embarrassed, he finally saved his life.

The two people who suddenly came were either others, but Ao Ming, the city lord of Guangtian City, and Ao Ming's most trusted son Ao Shan.

Song Li frowned slightly. The pressure Ao Ming brought him far exceeds that of Wu Xiuluan, which made Song Li extremely alert.

"City Lord? Who are you?" Song Li couldn't help asking.

"It's okay to tell you, I Ao Ming!"

Song Li was stunned. Ao Ming, the lord of Guangtian City, was a little surprised: "Lord Ao, why are you..."

Before Song Li finished speaking, Ao Ming shouted coldly: "Don't ask so much, you'd better die obediently."

Song Li didn't expect that the sudden arrival of Guangtian City would be someone who colluded with Jin Yaotang.

Does this mean that the person who joined forces with Jin Yaotang and Bafangshe to capture human cultivators for him and sent the captured people to the demons to act as slaves is the lord of Guangtian City?

Even Song Li couldn't help but shivered.

How smart Song Li is, he has not speculated that people like Guangtian City Lord or Feilou City Lord colluded with Jin Yaotang and sold humans together, but Song Li was unwilling to believe it, or Song Li couldn't believe it at all.

The dignified city lord is equivalent to the sect leader, and is also a city lord in a place adjacent to the demon territory. He has such a noble identity and is also a person who is cautious in the human race. They were originally respected, but now they are selling people from the same race. How can people believe it?

"Well!"

With a soft sang, Song Li's face turned pale. Looking up, he saw that Ao Ming was already coming in the wind.

Ao Ming is a small-scale powerful man in the Divine Soul Realm. He sounds like Wu Xiuluan, who had just lost to Song Li, has a cultivation level, but his strength is much stronger than Wu Xiuluan.

Ao Ming, who stepped in the wind, seemed to have arrived in front of Song Li in just a few steps.

In an instant, the distance between the two was less than ten feet.

Ao Ming was not very murderous intent to Song Li, but he had no choice. He wanted to continue to maintain his position and prevent the bad things he had done in the past few years from being exposed. He could only help Wu Xiuluan, capture Song Li, and even kill Song Li. Ao Ming's strength was too much higher than Wu Xiuluan. Even though Ao Ming's murderous intent was not obvious, it still made Song Li feel cold.

Before Song Li could react, Ao Ming had already slashed his right hand.

"die!"

The word "death" sounds like a Sanskrit sound, and it sounds like a command issued by a god.

The surging and majestic spiritual energy swept from all directions.

The light rain falling all over the sky suddenly seemed to feel danger, and rolled directly around.

At the same time, endless waves of air rolled and condensed, as if they were covering the entire sky around them.

Those waves of air, like clouds, condensed above Song Li's head.

As Ao Ming's palm slashed down, the cloud-like waves also descended.

Everyone in Song Li and his party changed their faces suddenly.

Although Ao Ming was attacking Song Li, the others around him also felt extremely powerful pressure. Even people with low cultivation levels like An Meng were already unable to bear the pressure at this time, and could no longer stand and were crushed to the ground.

Song Li's face was pale, not because of pressure, but because of anger and anger.

"As the city lord, I sell my own tribe members and let my tribe members be slaves to other tribe members. Damn it, damn it... "

After saying that, Song Li did not dare to delay, and suddenly stepped on the ground and jumped up.
Chapter completed!