Teleportation, because it is too extraordinary, consumes a lot of soul power.

The most important thing is that as a copying skill, it is equivalent to a copycat product.

Ye Yang is greatly restricted - he can only use it once a day!

But even so, he did not hesitate and chose to consume a chance to copy and make it his third soul skill.

Before, he didn't find a good opportunity.

The only instant opportunity is that it is not worth it if you can only kill one opponent.

At this time, Ye Yang, with the true body of the Black Dragon Martial Soul and the ghostly ghosts walking at night, teleported under the huge holy sword.

Suddenly, the effect was surprisingly good!

Puff!

The huge body of the black dragon was easily cut open by a huge holy sword, and the entire spine was cut open from the back of the head to the spine!

Immediately afterwards, the holy and dazzling holy light shone the night walks of ghosts transformed into a ghostly martial soul outside Ye Yang's head.

It's like a snowman, thrown into hot molten iron and melts instantly!

"ah!"

"ah!"

The black dragon and the ghost both let out terrified screams and were instantly injured.

Even Ye Yang must be careful when Qian Xunji's full-strength attack.

Even if these two soul Douluo can barely match the ordinary title Douluo, it is far from enough.

The black dragon was a little weaker, and after screaming, his body twitched and was killed by a sword!

And the ghost and martial soul melted most of the time instantly, leaving only a trace of it, and escaped back to the body.

And their powerful strength also weakens the power of many holy swords.

Use his spear to attack his shield.

"Bloodthirsty Claw!"

In front of a great opportunity, Ye Yang shoveled his legs with both fronts and bombarded the Holy Sword with all his strength.

Click!

A blast sounded.

Ye Yang's two front legs were cut off by the holy sword, and blood gushed out!

And the huge holy sword was also cracked and shattered.

puff!

Qianxunji had already forced himself to send out this terrifying blow.

At this time, it was backfired again, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out, with a pale complexion as paper and a weak breath.

"Super Blue Silver Overlord Gun!"

Ye Yang did not take advantage of the victory to pursue the victory, but turned around and stabbed out his most domineering blow!

Soul Bone Spear, combined with soul skills, Super Blue Silver Overlord Spear!

Ju Douluo originally wanted to remove his ninth soul skill.

Suddenly, he saw the situation reversed, and then saw the Blue Silver Overlord Spear, which was even more terrifying than before, stabbed into his forehead.

His heart suddenly became frightened and his spine became cold.

"Chrysanthemums are gone!"

He roared, and the ninth soul skill that he had already used was activated again with all his strength with his secret technique.

The chrysanthemum petals that originally gathered into golden rivers instantly burned, and golden red fire emerged.

Burning martial souls is like the ghost just now, and the destruction of the holy light.

If it weren't for the crisis of life and death, Ju Douluo would never have used this trick in his entire life.

Ju Douluo's face instantly turned pale as paper.

The golden flames rumbling and rumbling, rumbling and shorter.

Finally, all disappeared.

Ju Douluo spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his martial soul was destroyed, which caused him to suffer a terrible backlash.

He didn't care about it and turned around and fled in fear.

Puff!

He fled in a hurry with the sprayed blood.

"Old ghost! Go quickly!"

He shouted, "Pope Qianxunji can be forgotten, but his old gay friend cannot be forgotten."

Even Pope Chihiroji's angrily shouted, he couldn't care about it.

Ye Yang frowned, and he could naturally take advantage of the victory and pursue it.

However, that would let Qian Xunji go.

He has reached level 95 and has merged two angel suit soul bones and is the Pope Qianxunji.

In Ye Yang's analysis, he poses greater threat to himself.

Ghost and Ju Douluo have both been severely damaged. Whether they can recover and how long they can recover are all problems.

Especially Ghost, he had to cross the titled Douluo, this huge level.

Only by using Ju Douluo to use fusion soul skills to static areas of both polar regions.

Besides, as long as you know this soul skill, be prepared in advance.

Even if they fight with them in the future, they will not easily restrict themselves.

However, if Qian Xunji doesn’t kill him, there will be endless troubles!

He was in the air, walking on flat ground, with six spider legs running in the air, rushing towards Qianxunji, who was also gushing blood.

"Ju Douluo, you dare!"

Looking at the escape from Yueguan, Qianxunji was furious.

But he couldn't help but think too much, and he turned around and ran away.

In fact, the reason for his anger was that Ju Douluo ran in front of him, making him even more dangerous.

Qianxunji consumed too much and had a backlash too violently. The six-winged angel martial soul behind him was almost dissipated.

However, when he was sweeping across a ground, he suddenly dived and grabbed the level 87 Conra who had lost his legs in his hand.

When this Conra saw the situation suddenly reversed, the Pope, who was arrogant, was defeated and fled.

He was also frightened.

I thought I would definitely die.

But at such a crisis, the Pope still came to save himself and was immediately grateful.

"Thank you, Mr. Pope!"

His voice was a little choked, it was indeed a matter of trouble.

The Pope, who is usually arrogant and does not care about his subordinates' lives or death, is actually kind inside.

"I'll help you stop the bleeding!"

Qian Xunji rushed into the sky again and said in a deep voice.

He poured some of his soul power into the body of this Conra.

"My blood has stopped..."

Conra was even more moved and a little confused.

But without saying much, Qian Xunji's domineering soul power poured into his body.

But it did not enter the legs, but entered the dantian of the lower abdomen.

Two different soul powers intertwined, and it was like cold water dripping into a oil pan, and the pan was frying in an instant.

"Sir Pope, you..."

He finally realized something was wrong and exclaimed.

"Go, it's your glory to be able to sacrifice yourself for the Martial Spirit Hall!"

Qianxunji's cold voice sounded in his ears.

Then, his body was suddenly thrown behind by Qian Xunji and smashed towards Ye Yang who was chasing him.
To be continued...