Chapter 973, Han Biao Soul Bone

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Ye Duoduo looked at Han Biao falling from the sky, as crazy as a devil, a soul-fighting fanatic who only wanted to destroy others.

Han Shuang, the current head of Kunshan Sect, had no color on his pretty face. His ankles softened and he collapsed to the ground.

She covered her red lips with her delicate hands and made a painful sound.

From the shrill roar of the black-robed young man Ye Duoduo, she could feel that his blood feud against the Kunshan Sect had reached an irreversible point.

Hatred and anger are ultimately the beginning of revenge. Only by paying back the blood debt with blood can the hatred and anger in his heart be washed away.

Han Biao kept falling, completely losing his vitality and about to die.

Ye Duoduo's fighting spirit turned crazy, as crazy as a devil. A soul-fighting fanaticism means soul defeat, soul injury, and soul destruction of others.

There was a low sob in Hanshuang's throat, echoing in the spirit fighting arena.

Ye Duoduo's fists, mixed with anger and the tendency to destroy others, were all poured into Han Biao.

Bing Hun, Murong Jie and other magicians breathed a sigh of relief. For a while he sat on a branch of a big tree.

The tension I felt before has become much more relaxed.

"This kid has been suffering all these years!"

"Those old dogs Han Biao deserve their own fault for their souls being destroyed."

"well--"

Binghun sighed softly, watching the mad roars and roars that continued to rage.

"Kunshan is fiercely fighting for souls. I'm afraid the Kunshan sect will completely disappear from the Zhongzhou Continent!"

The evil old monster Murong Jie also nodded.

The Kunshan sect is really powerful in the Zhongzhou Continent and threatens the safety of the palace of the Dahua Empire. In the future, the reputation of the Dahua Empire will be revealed in the Zhongzhou Continent because of the soul destruction of the Shan sect.

"boom--"

A move of soul power was activated and hit Han Biao's sunken chest hard.

However, Ye Duoduo's body shook for a while, and the green dragon wings behind him became increasingly faded. The right hand was lowered, bent into a strange arc.

Ye Duoduo has collapsed from the crazy soul fighting, and the bones in his wrist have been broken by the counterattack soul force.

Han Biao's face was covered with blood, and his eyes slowly closed with fear and unwillingness.

Ye Duoduo was completely exhausted and exhausted because his soul energy was exhausted.

However, Ye Duoduo's eyes were fixed on Han Biao, whose soul energy had completely dissipated, and his nervousness had relaxed.

A wave of fatigue surged up because of the loss of strength. The transportation industry appeared in front of his eyes, his eyelids twitched, his body lost all strength, and like Han Biao, he began to fall directly.

"call--"

A figure flashed in the sky, and immediately caught Ye Duoduo.

Still wearing the familiar vigorous face, Ye Duoduo smiled weakly, his voice too low to be heard.

"Master, I have destroyed Han Biao's soul!"

Changduo's soul sighed, looking at Ye Duoduo's face covered with blood, and pulling on his beloved disciple's almost deformed wrist.

"well--"

"You are so crazy for the fierce soul fighting. Your soul has been seriously injured, and I am afraid it will take a long time to rest before you can fully recover."

Ye Duoduo listened to Chang Duo's words in a daze, and seemed to think of something? He struggled to open his eyes and looked at Han Biao's soul bone, which was about to fall to the ground.

"Master, hurry up and grab the old man's soul bone. He is a demon master-level soul bone. You can't throw it away!"

Changduo's soul was stunned for a moment, and warmth suddenly rose in his heart.

With a movement of his body, he ran towards the soul bone left by Han Biao like lightning.

"咿咿咿咿——"

"Chang Duo, your soul body is so slow!"

Chang Duo's soul body had moved, and a wisp of rich black soul energy, mixed with a black figure, cut through the sky like lightning, appeared next to Han Biao's soul bone, and grabbed him with one hand.

Liu Guangming, the Holy Envoy of the Underworld.

"You damn ghost, I will completely destroy your soul!"

Chang Duo's face darkened and he shouted sternly.

"咿咿咿咿——"

"Who do you think wants to have his soul destroyed? In fact, our souls have already been destroyed. However, it is not certain who is going to imprison the soul body."

Holy Envoy Liu Guangming laughed strangely.

Black and rich soul energy emerged from the palm of his hand, and he slapped the Tianling Cap of Han Biao's soul bone hard. With a strong pull, a wisp of unconscious illusory afterimage was pulled out along with the palm of his hand.

Soul-binding.

"咿咿咿咿——"

"This Holy Envoy said, Chang Duo, no matter how strong your soul power is, today, I will arrest Han Biao and your soul body together, lock them back to the underworld, and hand them over to the Lord of the Underworld for disposal."

"However, this soul bone of his belongs to me!"

Holy envoy Liu Guangming let out a strange laugh, which was very cold. The hands moved together, suddenly changing into a series of strange gestures. After a while, sharp shouts suddenly sounded in the spirit fighting arena.

"Nine Nether Soul Locking Seal——"

A wisp of rich black soul energy surged out of Liu Guangming's body and enveloped Han Biao's soul bone. The sound of chewing a newspaper is a bit creepy.

"Creak, creak -"

In the spirit fighting arena, the faces of countless magicians became ugly.

The fighting spirit arena is very quiet. Suddenly, the remaining elders of the Kunshan sect looked confused.

Liu Guangming, the Holy Envoy of the Underworld, is very mysterious.

Isn't he the Holy Envoy of the Lord of the Underworld? In comparison, his status is much higher than those of the messengers from the underworld.

Could it be that this is how he inhaled Han Biao's soul bone.

The sound of chewing echoed strangely in the quiet spirit fighting arena

The black and rich soul energy is the cold soul energy of Mingdu, which makes people feel chilled all over.

"what happened?"

Ye Duoduo was startled by this sudden scene.

Ye Duoduo worked hard to recover his soul energy, struggled with his extremely tired body, and threw a soul-gathering pill into his mouth. His mind sensed that a warm and rich soul energy appeared in his empty body, and his vision was blurred, and he could clearly see it.

Staring closely at the black rich soul energy, he looked a little shocked.

"That damn ghost seemed to have chewed Han Biao's soul bone into pieces and eaten it."

At this moment, Chang Duo's soul body looked strange and dignified.

In the rich black soul energy, a cold and strange soul energy was growing rapidly.

"Oh--"

Ye Duoduo's expression changed.

The Holy Envoy of the Underworld, Liu Guangming, was cruel and ruthless. Without saying a word, he chewed and ate Han Biao's soul bone and forcibly absorbed the soul energy.

In this way, today, the fierce soul fighting in Kunshan seems to be endless.

"The Holy Envoy of the Underworld is very weird. He captures the soul body, absorbs soul bones, and increases his soul energy."

"As expected by the master, such a martial spirit can only be found in the underworld. It is purely evil. The power of the spirit has a great backlash effect on the real body, but it has a strong amplifying effect on the dead ghosts in the underworld. "

"Seizing the soul body, absorbing the soul bones, and amplifying the soul energy will cost you a lot. Or? He won't be able to activate such a martial spirit."

There was a deep voice in Changduo's soul.

"Master, what should we do?"

Ye Duoduo's lips twitched, severe pain came from her wrist, and her arms kept shaking.

At this time, it was not the time for Ye Duoduo to take care of himself.

"We can't let him completely absorb Han Biao's soul bone. This dead ghost, once his soul energy increases to a certain level, I'm afraid it will be difficult to defeat or damage his soul if I activate the ice-condensing spirit fire for my master."

Chang Duo's soul body narrowed his eyes. A cold light flashed.

The sleeves of the robe were waved, and a wisp of ice-condensed spiritual fire emerged, shooting towards the wisp of rich black soul energy.