In the snow and ice, dozens of soul emperors and soul saints were imprisoned in mid-air by invisible power, their bodies were constantly twisted, and the scene was strange and terrifying.

"this......"

The unprecedented strange phenomenon made Mingfeng Douluo frightened.

After living for more than a hundred years, Mingfeng Douluo thought he was very knowledgeable, but he had never seen such a strange soul skill.

He had no idea who was secretly attacking, nor did he notice any abnormal soul power fluctuations. The soul emperors and soul saints in the Spirit Hall were like dolls, and died in despair in fear and pain!

Those soul masters with good physique attacks on soul emperors, soul saints, or soul masters with strengthening their own soul skills can barely persevere.

Those crispy attack systems, control systems, auxiliary systems and food systems could not resist for even three seconds. The bones on their bodies broke in the process of twisting. The broken bones pierced the flesh and blood, and the blood stormed, and they died in great pain!

Currently, there are only two strong attack soul emperors, five soul saints and three soul contras are still alive, and their situation is not much better. They try their best to explode their soul power, but at most they can delay the time of death and endure more pain.

The one who takes action is naturally Ning Que in an invisible state. The motivation for thought comes from mental power, but it transcends mental power, invisible and formless, killing people invisible.

Ning Que's mental power is increasing every moment, and the motivation to activate is getting stronger and stronger. Unexpectedly, even the titled Douluo can be killed. It can be said that it is a test of the small soldiers.

Thought power and soul power belong to a completely different system. When Ning Que is used, a green light will emit on his body. If it acts on the object, it will also emit this light, but it is not visible to ordinary people with the naked eye.

Under Ning Que's powerful mental power scan, the people in the Martial Soul Palace in the wind and snow had nowhere to hide. One of them counted as one, even three Conrases of more than eighty level were not spared.

However, their soul power is strong and their resistance is relatively strong. Because of the large-scale control and the power is dispersed, Ning Que can't kill them for a while.

As others died one after another, Ning Que became more and more focused, and the more distorted the mind power these people suffered.

"Puff~~"

The only remaining soul emperors and soul saints were twisted into a pile of rotten flesh under the gradually strengthening of their mind power, and the remaining three soul controls could not escape Ning Que's poisonous hands.

[The owner's strength has become stronger again!]

Su Jiuer has been with Ning Que for almost half a year and has witnessed Ning Que's amazing growth rate.

She has seen many human geniuses in her life, but she has never seen such a talented person. She is obviously just a soul emperor on the Sixth Ring Road. Not only can she challenge the level, killing the Soul Contra is like slaughtering a dog. How can I make sense?!

After cleaning up the miscellaneous fish, Ning Que looked at the battlefield between the Snow Emperor and the Ice Emperor.

......

"The sixth soul skill - Panlong Storm!"

Panlong Douluo had already arrived in front of the Snow Emperor, and the Panlong stick rotated at high speed, and the dragon soul was thrown out, covering the Snow Emperor.

Punch a thread, stick a piece.

Panlong Douluo has a flexible body technique and a coordinated body stick, forming a situation where he fights when he advances and retreats, and fights when he fights when he goes up and down, and fights when he goes up and down and left and right.

The Snow Emperor did not retreat but advanced, with a bright light in his eyes, and the imperial sword full of sharp aura in his hand instantly slashed. The dark blue sword light drew a fan-shaped light in the air, accompanied by the ultimate ice aura, from deep blue to light blue, and finally appeared white.

Wherever the sword light passed, it seemed that it had been cut open in the space, and cracks appeared!

The sword stick collided, Pan Long Douluo's body made a fuss, his face turned pale, and he spent a lot of soul power to force the cold air out.

"The eighth soul skill - Dragon Soul Awakening!"

Knowing that the soul power gap between Panlong and his opponent was huge, Panlong Douluo dared not fight, and he made a fuss in his heart and burned his original source. The Panlong stick in his hand turned into a purple divine dragon, with 90% of his body's strength and was going to kill towards Snow Emperor.

"Leave!"

The Emperor's sword in the hand of Emperor Snow swung across, and the wind and snow danced wildly, killing the dragon with one blow.

"Roar~"

Accompanied by a sad roar, the purple dragon dissipated with the wind.

The martial soul suffered a severe injury. Panlong Douluo, who flew away, had a huge shock. He sprayed a mouthful of blood from his mouth, but he still ran away desperately.

Mingfeng Douluo's situation is not much better. Facing the attack of the Ice Emperor, he was surrounded by dangers. Seeing Panlong Douluo flee, he dared to fight again.

"The eighth soul skill - Mingfeng Zhenyan!"

Only when I heard Mingfeng Douluo shouting wildly, the soul power around me shot out, and the real body of the Mingfeng was revealed, carrying the boundless flame energy and rushed out. Wherever I passed, the air was twisted, and the scorching heat could break the clouds and contained extremely high temperature and destructive power.

"Ice Emperor protects his body!"

The Ice Emperor's mind changed and the surface of his body was covered with a layer of ice crystals to defend against it.

Mingfeng Douluo didn't even look at the result. After using his soul skill, the real body of the martial soul that controlled the Nether Fire Phoenix disappeared.

Their strength is already better than the Snow Emperor and the Ice Emperor. Now that their subordinates are all dead, there is an unknown terrifying existence in the dark. They have no chance of winning. If they don’t run away at this time, then when will they wait?

"The twelve zodiac signs, the rabbit is blessed! Speedy!"

Ning Que naturally would not watch Mingfeng Douluo and Panlong Douluo run away, and now added a state to the Snow Emperor and the Ice Emperor.

As an ordinary auxiliary soul master, Ning Que did not have the intention to compete with Emperor Xue and Emperor Ice.

With Ning Que's rapid blessing, Xuedi felt lightening all over and instantly merge into the wind and snow, and appeared beside Panlong Douluo in the blink of an eye.

【How could her speed be so fast?】

Pan Long Douluo, who was burning his life, had already become extremely old. Seeing the Snow Emperor suddenly appear, he was ready to activate the ninth soul skill to fight desperately.

Unfortunately, he was slow after all. The Emperor's sword fell, and the sword light transformed from the deep blue long sword directly split Panlong Douluo in half. The extremely cold force accompanied by iced the two half of his body, and no drop of blood flowed out. When it landed, it was shattered by the sound and turned into a pile of ice slag!

The Ice Emperor has broken through the limitation of transformation light and has returned to his original body, colliding with Mingfeng Douluo's Nether Fire Phoenix.

The two poles of ice and fire confrontation, the airflow around them changes, and the impact of flames and ice, forming a natural wonder of ice and fire in the sunset forest.

The flames gradually faded, and a green scorpion flew out of the storm and landed smoothly on the snow. When he turned his head and waved his tail, Mingfeng Douluo's body also fell down and smashed on a frozen tree.

There was a "crackling" sound, and the shattered body and frozen tree trunks were mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish!

Su Jiuer looked at all this with great desire to become stronger.

There are more and more strong people around Ning Que. If she doesn’t make progress quickly, she will probably only serve tea and water in the future.

Looking at Ning Que next to him, Su Jiuer thought to herself, "Why do you want to find an opportunity to sleep and obey him and turn over to become the master?"

But when Su Jiuer thought that Ning Que was still a little kid under ten years old, she couldn't help but sigh.

It's better to raise it a little longer!

At this moment, Ning Que's figure sounded in Su Jiuer's ears.

"What are you thinking? Are you making any other tricks?"

When Su Jiuer heard the sound, she hurriedly said, "I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense. She's just a little fox. What bad intentions can she have?"
Chapter completed!