The gods of the Temple of Light without souls had no expression on their eyes, and their whole body fell to the ground like a pool of mud, with no vitality.

The woman in a dark green dress just glanced at the body of the Shenka and did not rush to chase the soul of Allah. All she had to do was to force out the soul at the last moment. Since she had done it now, the next thing had nothing to do with her.

Allah was so angry that he was very angry, but he also knew the truth that "keep the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood". As long as he preserved his soul, he still had a chance.

Unfortunately, there was one person who had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

"Long time no see, how are you doing lately?"

The illusory and ethereal soul of Allah shook his whole body when he heard this sound, his eyes widened, and he felt cold all over for no reason because he was too familiar with this sound. Recently, he had not thought of removing the owner of this sound for a day, but in his current state, seeing that person is not a good thing.

In horror, Allah turned his head and looked in the direction where the sound came. Sure enough, a white dress jumped over the rubble and ruined building. A black gun in his hand exuded a strong chill under the reflection of the moonlight.

Although the face was covered by the skin, the aura emitted from his body and the demonic aura that could not dissipate on the black gun in his hand were the ones he hated and wanted to get rid of in his dreams.

"Wei Yuan!"

Allah whistled angrily.

Unfortunately, even if this ant is right in front of him now, all he has to do is to escape. Not to mention the sudden appearance of the demonic spirit in the realm of great enlightenment just now, the black gun surrounded by demonic energy in Wei Yuan's hand, you can tell at a glance that the visitor is not good.

Only now did he finally figure out that those men in black robe were indeed not Chu as he expected, nor could they be Lu Qiu or the female emperor's backer, but people from the Haoguo Jintiansi! Unexpectedly, this Jintiansi was so able to hide, and he was still planning to assassinate him in the Haoguo territory, but he had already penetrated into the heart of Chu and appeared like an eagle attacking the palace.

Moreover, the black gun is no longer a decoration now. With the current soul posture of Allah, if he is stabbed by a gun, he will definitely die completely under the demonic energy. The only chance he will survive by then is the few remaining strands of souls imprisoned by Wei Yuan in the Tissu waist card.

"Wei Yuan, let's settle your and my old accounts tomorrow!"

Allah roared and drifted towards the outside of the imperial city faster.

But Wei Yuan came to kill him today, so how could he let him escape so easily? He smiled slightly and said lightly, "You...no future!"

As he finished speaking, Wei Yuan held a gun in one hand and waved his sleeves with his other hand. Dozens of talismans quickly threw out and burned out in the blink of an eye.

Among the ashes, sword lights roared out, thunder exploded, and dozens of thunder-lighting swords all bombarded the soul of Allah's fleeing.

"What!"

Allah's face changed drastically. He had just fought and was seriously injured by Qu Ruoruo. After his soul left his body, his realm strength was only about to be greatly enlightened.

Although the Thunder Light Shocking Sword cannot hurt his origin, the number of sword lights is large. If it resists, the injury will worsen again and again. Whether it can escape from the capital is a problem.

But if he turned around and fought back, it would definitely delay his speed. Wei Yuan's speed was not slow, and he could not escape death after being caught up.

Thinking of this, Allah gritted his teeth fiercely, ignored the sword lights, and continued to flee without looking back.

"Haha, I'm worthy of being the Demon Lord, I'm not stupid!"

Seeing that even if Allah had worsened his injuries, he had to take over dozens of thunder and shocking swords, just to not want to be chased by himself and stabbed to death, Wei Yuan's smile became even worse, and he continued, "But it's a pity, he's just not stupid."

After saying a word, Wei Yuan made a big hand and the Wandao Sword Talisman diagram appeared in his hand. He threw it lightly and turned into an invisible mysterious aura and expanded. In an instant, everything within a radius of a hundred feet was included, so that God naturally could not escape.

The mystery and profoundness of the sword talisman diagram is self-evident. This hand-made spring and autumn are one of the few amazing sword formations in the world. Although Wei Yuan’s current realm is controlled, it is still impossible to kill Allah. It is still possible to obstruct one or two.

The soul of God, who had taken over dozens of thunder and shocking swords, just flashed, and except that he became more illusory, he did not hurt the origin.

But before he could be happy too early, there were invisible and intangible danger surrounding him sweeping over him in an instant.

Allah's face changed drastically. This was even more terrifying than the dozens of thunder-lighting swords just now. If he turned a blind eye, he would probably have to explain it to him first without waiting for Wei Yuan to chase him.

Thinking of this, Allah, who was in anger, no longer hesitated. Since he was already a Jedi, it would be better to give it a try. Even if he lost, he would be controlled by others from now on, but if he won, he would completely eradicate the thorn in his eyes. Even if the Palace of Light no longer exists, he could rise again with his means! "The prince was killed!"

Allah stopped escaping, turned around and clawed his fingers into claws and grabbed Wei Yuan with one claw. The demonic energy around him gathered like a cirrus cloud, and he was about to kill this son with one blow.

"Finally I can't help it?"

Wei Yuan sneered, raised his hand and waved it gently, and countless sword lights suddenly appeared in the world, cutting away the pounced demonic energy with a sword like a thousand knives.

Now he has the final say in this small world! Allah is not willing to be outdone. Although he is just a soul body, he is still the king of the demon world. If it weren't for the black gun, he wouldn't take the mortal ant like Wei Yuan seriously.

"die!"

The shout spread, and the soul of God was surrounded by demonic energy, and he rushed back like a god of killing. His aura was like a rainbow. He opened his bloody mouth and sprayed out a black demonic energy like a pillar of light, crossing the sky, and drowned towards Wei Yuan.

A black gun was lit out fiercely, stabbing like an arrow, and a terrifying demonic energy that was exactly the same as God swarmed out, stabbing straight into the pillar of light, using the gun to open the way, and heading straight to the soul of God.

Qu Ruoruo and the still alive people were dumbfounded. The eyes of the officers of the Jintiansi were lit. The new Tisi was really extraordinary. He was worthy of the head of the world's sword. He could chase the demon clan and fight to the death. He even forced the other party to fight to the death. This power may not be comparable to the Lord of the Palace Palace.

As for the crow captains on the stick, they were shocked. Could it be that the supervisor still had such a backup plan?

The dozens of men in black were already surprised by them just now, and then they pulled out a powerful demon clan. Now this person is so beautiful that he is so beautiful that he is like a god descending to earth with one shot in his hand. It is really horrifying.
Chapter completed!