Fantasy: My Ancestors Are Super Invincible

"You think I can change his will?"

Hearing the sound transmission of the madman, Luo Feixuan glanced at the madman strangely, and replied.

As soon as these words fell, the lunatic was startled, and suddenly came back to his senses, yes, even if Luo Feixuan had some friendship with this mysterious Wang Zhan, how could it change the will of such a person?

For a moment, the fanatic was in a low mood, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face. He never imagined that one day, he would be so reduced that he couldn't even control his own life.

"Bang! Bang!"

When the madman was in despair, the roar in the hall was still resounding. The two demon emperors, Long Xiao and Zi Ling, were tortured to death by the demon emperor, and there was almost no intact part of their bodies, and blood covered their entire bodies. , the whole person is already exhaling more than inhaling, like a candle that is about to go out.

After a full quarter of an hour, the Demon King Lietian stopped his movements and looked at the two Demon Kings who looked like dead dogs, his face without a trace of emotion. His figure flickered, and he appeared next to Wang Zhan in an instant, standing quietly.

Seeing this, Wang Zhan cast his eyes on the Jiuyou Xuanmao on his shoulder, and the Jiuyou Xuanmao nodded without hesitation. Then, under Wang Zhan's expectant eyes, his figure flickered and instantly transformed into that beautiful Girl, appear in front of the two demon emperors!

"Buzz!"

Those slender hands suddenly waved, and complicated and incomprehensible seals emerged from between her hands, and strands of mysterious inscriptions, like elves, danced out and flew around her!

As the Jiuyou Xuanmao pinched Yinjue, a mysterious and mysterious aura suddenly emerged from his body. After this aura appeared, everyone present felt a tremor in their souls, even if it was a strong man like the Sky-Splitting Demon Emperor. Those are no exceptions.

"Jiuyou Xuansha, call the soul in my name!"

"The soul of the Dao of Heaven belongs to me, and I rule it!"

The cold and deep words came from the mouth of Jiuyou Xuanmao, and they were heard in everyone's ears. They were like the vicissitudes of the ancient years, full of simplicity, making people seem to have crossed time and space and returned to the ancient and boundless era. The whole soul Can't stop shaking!

"Buzz!"

As these words resounded, the mysterious inscriptions floating around the body of the Jiuyou Xuanmao slowly started to move with a peculiar melody, and then driven by the Jiuyou Xuanmao, these mysterious inscriptions suddenly turned into streams of light , charged towards the Dragon Roaring Demon Emperor and the Purple Spirit Lion Emperor.

Under the horrified eyes of the two demon emperors,

These mysterious inscriptions enveloped them in an instant, and the entire bodies of the two demon emperors were suddenly submerged in the torrent of dense inscriptions!

"what!"

In less than a moment, a shrill scream came out from the inscription light group, resounding throughout the palace, making the lunatics and Luo Feixuan in the distance tremble.

Just listening to the sound, they all felt the pain. It was hard to imagine how much pain these two demon emperors had endured to burst out with such miserable screams.

With their cultivation strength, they couldn't spy on the situation of the two demon emperors at all, they could only hear the screams that made their souls tremble.

Following the actions of the Jiuyou Xuanmao, the entire palace gradually filled with a mysterious atmosphere, and her graceful figure also burst into a soul-stirring light. At this moment, the Jiuyou Xuanmao, It gives people a kind of incarnation as the god of the soul. Just by looking at it, one feels that one's soul is about to sink into it.

"boom!"

After half a sound, the roar that made Wang Zhan and others tremble resounded, and then they saw a blood mist shining out from the densely packed inscription light group, and a strong bloody smell swept the entire palace.

And at this moment, Jiuyou Xuanmao's slightly immature pretty face also flashed a dignified color, his hands waved more quickly, and the faint light blooming all over his body became brighter and brighter.

Wang Zhan, who had understood the situation, sighed softly. He knew that the appearance of this cloud of blood mist probably represented the fall of a demon emperor. Obviously, the Jiuyou Xuanmao failed in the process of tearing the souls of the two demon emperors. Once, it caused a demon emperor to fall directly!

Thinking of this, Wang Zhan didn't have much hope in his heart. After all, the way of the soul is one of the most mysterious ways in the world, and failure is inevitable. Back then, the Celestial Demon Emperor helped him subdue the elder dragon of the Longxiao Demon Clan. Xuan, it was all by mistake, now that I think about it, I was really lucky at the time, otherwise, Long Xuan would have died tragically on the spot!

I don't know how long it has passed, Wang Zhan, who was staring at the inscription light group, suddenly had a gleam in his eyes, and a look of joy appeared on his face. He saw that there was a vague shadow, which was cast by the Jiuyou Xuan Cat from the inscription light. It was taken out of the group and slowly floated towards him. He could feel that the pure and powerful soul power was contained in this vague shadow!

Obviously, the Nine Nether Xuanmao succeeded, and helped him subdue a demon emperor again!

Facing the blurry shadow floating in, Wang Zhan didn't resist at all, and directly accepted the blurry shadow, and after accepting the blurry shadow again, a strange feeling emerged in his heart, a feeling that he had mastered a At the same time, he also understood the identity of the master of this vague shadow!

It was the Purple Spirit Lion Emperor!

If someone can see Wang Zhan's mind, they will find that Wang Zhan's soul is extremely strange. In Wang Zhan's mind, his soul stands quietly, and the ancient robbery clock emits a faint light, suspended in his On his hands, and under the feet of his soul body, there are two strange beast figures, one is like a lion, and the other is like a eagle, bowing respectfully at his feet.

As long as Wang Zhan's soul body lifts his feet a little, the two demon emperors will fall.

"Buzz!"

After a while, Jiuyou Xuanmao restrained all its movements, and a pale color appeared on that slightly immature pretty face. Without saying a word, it went directly to Wang Zhan, turned into a black cat again, and lay lazily on Wang Zhan's face. On the shoulder, as if asleep!

At the same time, the inscription light group gradually dissipated, revealing the miserable appearance of the Purple Spirit Lion Emperor. At this moment, the Purple Spirit Lion Emperor was trembling uncontrollably, looking at Wang Zhan with horror, He finally understood why the Celestial Demon Emperor was so respectful to Wang Zhan?

After the torn soul was fused by Wang Zhan, he felt that his life was out of his control, and even in his mind, as long as there was a trace of malice towards Wang Zhan, his soul would feel severe pain.

No matter how unwilling he was, he could only accept this fact. After all, he didn't have the courage to curse at Wang Zhan, and then die hard.

Dragging his seriously injured body, he staggered towards Wang Zhan, and said respectfully in a trembling voice, "Purple Spirit Lion Emperor, see Master!"