My Fury Will Burn The Heavens

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"You can't help but swallow God Weeping Dan, don't force it, it hurts your soul." Jiang Yi saw Qian Wanguan's face twisted, cold sweat on his forehead, but he didn't eat God Weeping Shen drinking.

Although this god-given Dan is expensive, if you eat one, it is ten million celestial stones, but life is more important?

"Boss, I can do it." Qian Wanguan is a miser. He is most sensitive to money and Tianshi. If he swallows tens of millions of Tianshi in one bite, it will definitely hurt him.

"Woohoo"

I do n’t know that as time went on, the crying became clearer and clearer. Qian Wanguan was so painful that he held his head and rolled on the ground. Jiang Yi quickly fed him elixir. Quickly swallowed the god-given Dan, and the other beast in the main hall also swallowed the God-weeping Dan.

"what?"

Jiang Yi looked at Jiang Xiaonu and the little fox in her arms, and saw that Jiang Xiaonu didn't react at all, but the little fox was still asleep and was shocked.

Jiang Xiaonu is a special race. This is understandable. This little fox is so weak that there is nothing at all?

He swept away towards the little fox, and saw that it was still asleep, and he was even more surprised when there was nothing at all. This little fox has been asleep for several years, saying that it is cultivation. Is it true that sleep is cultivation?

The cry was so horrible at this moment. If he did not have thirty-six soul swords, he would certainly not be able to withstand it. The little fox would not be unaffected, and the little fox would not eat or drink for several years. What kind of exercises is it?

"The queen said that there are a lot of tianjuns in the fox family, but they are not powerful by reason. The fox family should only be regarded as an ordinary demon family. How can this little fox resist such a terrible soul attack?"

Jiang Yi was puzzled, and looked a few times to make sure that the little fox would no longer care about it when he was okay. He turned to the little slave and said, "Little slave, can you stand it?"

Jiang Xiaonu smiled sweetly: "Master, I'm fine, you don't need to worry, this soul attack is too weak."

"too weak?"

Jiang Yifeng and Qian Wanguan rolled their eyes at the same time. Is this special race of Jiang Xiaonu too powerful? Not only is the strength of the horror behind the transformation, the soul is also extremely strong

"Woohoo ..."

The voice became more and more terrifying. Jiang Yi stopped paying attention to the crowd and sat on the ground, focusing on controlling the thirty-six soul swords to resist the strange energy in his mind.

That energy poured into the soul from all directions, and stabbed into the soul like a thin needle. If Qian Wanguan and others did not swallow the God Weeping Dan, it would definitely faint at this moment.

"How did this sound come about? The cry of God? Pulling eggs, this should be a naturally formed soul attack, or the banned by the Nangong Emperor, the purpose is to sell God Weeping Dan."

Jiang Yi poked his lips. While controlling thirty-six soul swords to resist the attack of the sound, he released the magic of divine mind to investigate the source of the sound.

The benefits of the tens of thousands of witchcraft are manifested, Jiang Yi can casually use two, three, and four ... all unaffected, his consciousness spread out like a breeze.

Every scene in his mind emerged. There was a dead silence in the city, except for the roaring wind, there was no movement at all. Jiang Yi inspected it carefully and found that the sound came from the wind.

the strange thing is……

The shroud was opened in the city, and all the wind outside could not come in, so Jiang Yi could not trace the source of the wind. The city also felt that the vitality suddenly became turbulent, which led to a strong wind.

"Is it really that the gods are crying out of the Big Four?"

Jiang Yi was very skeptical, and he casually built a powerful restraint to create a weird sound. It is not impossible for the soul to attack the people in the city ...

The Great Emperor Nangong can build even the Jiulong Zhenjin Formation. This god-given city is still suspended in the air. Is it too pediatric to build a ban?

"Whoohoo"

The wind was getting louder and louder, and Jiang Yi did not dare to continue to investigate, and concentrated on resisting the attacks of the soul. After resisting for a while, he suddenly felt a shock in his soul and was horrified: "Well, after these soul attacks were scattered by the soul sword, a small amount of energy remained?"

He found that there was a small amount of energy in the soul, and he was immediately overjoyed. Last time on the Huangquan Road in the Xuandi Palace, he had the same energy after he crushed the soul-eater, and then there were thirty-six soul swords. Is there energy that can be absorbed?

"call out"

The larger fire dragon sword of his master soul flew away, and sure enough ... the remaining small amount of energy was absorbed, and the master soul grew a little bit.

"Hahaha"

He laughed. It seemed that the **** was crying well. Although the energy was poor, chat was better than nothing, and he could split some soul swords again.

Originally, he hoped that the God Weep would disappear sooner, but now he hopes that it will be as long as possible. The small needles that penetrated could not stop his soul sword from attacking, and they broke when they hit, leaving a small amount of energy absorbed by his master soul.

"Isn't this a ban built by Emperor Nangong? Really formed by heaven and earth? Otherwise, how can there be residual energy?"

Jiang Yi was confused again, but the attack became more and more brutal. He didn't dare to think about it, and controlled the soul sword to dance in the soul. Fortunately, he has thirty-six soul swords, which can form several defensive circles and firmly surround the main soul. If other soul defense methods are used, he will definitely be attacked by this meticulous fine needle, and eventually he cannot bear it.

"Little slave sister, are you okay?"

Feng Yan found that after swallowing God's Dan, there would be a layer of energy wrapped around the soul. Those fine needles could not attack completely, and after a while, he stopped paying attention and turned to Jiang Xiaonu.

"Sister, I'm fine."

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The crying sound finally weakened, and after half an hour, the city finally restored peace. Jiang Yi also exhaled a long breath and opened his eyes a little tired. Although he blocked all the attacks, he was too tired. Enough.

After taking a break, he looked inside his soul and grinned, "Yes, this is a good cry."

Feng Yan and others looked at each other and looked at each other. Qian Wanguan reached out and touched Jiang Yi's head, and asked, "Boss, are you okay, God is crying well? One time God used five God Weeping Dan, that is 50 million Tianshi, 50 million, how many super sacred artifacts can I buy ... "

"Ha ha"

Jiang Yi didn't care, he waved his hand and said, "Tianshi can no longer make money. This strength is the essence. One cry of God can split me into three soul swords. Ten times is thirty. After one year, I can have seventy-two soul swords. Maybe the soul can also advance? "