A gust of air blew from behind, Bai Nianchen and the others quickly looked back, and a blur in front of them, and Qingying appeared in front of them. At this time, Ye Ningrou really saw clearly what the soul beast chasing them looked like.

The soul beast is more than one tall, two meters long, with scarlet eyes full of violent light, and the green hair is covered with strange patterns. At first glance, these patterns look like airflow running around.

There is a green airflow under the four hooves. It is precisely because of the existence of the airflow that it can float in the air.

Feeling the powerful aura coming from the soul beast, Ye Ningrou's face changed in surprise and said, "What kind of soul beast is this?"

Bai Nianchen immediately turned over and pulled Ye Ningrou to continue running away.

"This is a blue-patterned tyrant. It has the ability to control the wind, is extremely fast and has a strong attack power. Once it is targeted, it is difficult to get rid of it. Unless the prey dies, it will not give up."

"In addition, it also has a talented skill that can eliminate any control and abnormal states. With speed, attack power, and talented skills, few soul beasts can defeat it."

While running away, Bai Nianchen explained to Ye Ningrou about the Qingwen Tyrant.

"Eliminate any control and abnormal state? Isn't that the soul skill you want?" Ye Ningrou said slowly.

"It is indeed my ideal soul beast, but the blue-textured tyrant in front of me is not suitable?"

"Why?"

"When the cultivation level of the Blue-Secret Tyrant reaches a thousand years, there will be a hundred patterns on his body. Every time he increases his cultivation level for a thousand years, he will add ten patterns. I just glanced around and found that there are at least one hundred and fifty patterns on this Blue-Secret Tyrant, which means that the Blue-Secret Tyrant in front of him has at least five thousand years of cultivation."

"Although the soul ring is good, it depends on your body that can withstand it. Even if my body can withstand five thousand years of cultivation, it depends on whether I have life to absorb it!"

As he was speaking, the blue-patterned tyrant behind him chased after him, and his bloody mouth opened. A green air mass condensed in his mouth and flew out.

The blue air ball was very fast and came behind Bai Nianchen and the others in an instant. Bai Nianchen turned around, summoned the Jingming Spear, and activated the protection of the spirit pattern.

The Jingming Spear was placed horizontally in front of him, and a light yellow light shield appeared. The light shield released by the protective spiritual pattern was thicker than the main spiritual pattern, but it needed to be released by the soul master on its own initiative.

boom!

The cyan air mass hit the light shield, and the cyan light shone brightly, and the sharp airflow cut the light yellow light shield.

Under the continuous attack of the airflow, the light yellow light shield gradually dimmed.

Seeing that the light yellow light shield was about to resist, Bai Nianchen turned his head to look at Ye Ningrou and said, "Fight, look at the martial soul fusion skill that cannot kill this beast!"

Ye Ningrou nodded heavily, and both sides activated their martial souls at the same time. The power of the martial souls merged together, and the purple-gold light burst out.

"Immortal Fighting Soul!"

The purple and golden light completely enveloped their bodies, and a purple and golden ball of light was suspended in the air.

A strong purple-gold light suddenly burst out from the light ball, and a purple-gold figure appeared from the light ball, standing in the void, and a powerful wave of air burst out from his body.

The air wave spread, directly breaking the attack of the Blueprint Tyrant. The Blueprint Tyrant put away the joke in his eyes. On the purple-gold light, it smelled the dangerous smell.

The purple gold figure is ten feet tall and is wearing armor. The armor is golden red, and the flame pattern is engraved on the armor. The soul power wandering in the air is being absorbed by the armor and flows into the purple gold figure.

He looked up slightly, and the purple gold figure opened his eyes. It was a pair of dark eyeballs, deep and mysterious.

His eyes swept, locked on the Qingshi Tyrant, his big hand stretched out, and the purple and golden light emanated from his palm.

The Blue-Secret Tyrant wanted to hide, but the Immortal Fighting Soul's giant hand appeared on its head faster, and the purple-gold light enveloped it. The Blue-Secret Tyrant was immediately trapped in the purple-gold light.

The other hand of the Immortal Fighting Soul was raised, and a large amount of soul power surged in. With one finger, the light was waving, and a simple purple gold spear slowly appeared in the hand.

There is also a flame pattern on the spear, and it is accompanied by a faint flame to wrap the spear.

He swung his arm down and rushed towards the blue-patterned tyrant who was trapped in the purple-gold light.

Will the blue-patterned tyrant in the purple and gold light surrender like this?

Of course the answer is no.

The blue light emitted on the Qingshi Tyrant. This blue light was not very strong, but seemed a little soft, like a ripples caused by autumn water.

But when such a soft blue light touches the purple-gold light, it is like a flame encountering snow. The purple-gold light inexplicably melts until it disappears.

At this time, the purple gold spear was also close at hand. The green air flow under the feet of the blue-patterned tyrant lit up, and the speed increased sharply, and he quickly avoided the side.

boom!

The purple gold spear landed, and a dull sound came. The ground exploded, the soil and rocks splashed, and the surrounding trees were uprooted, and the flames swept through, and the charred blackness.

The blue-text tyrant rolled out on the ground, with a large piece of hair on his body burning and bloodied.

Although it dodged in time, it still underestimated the power of this attack and suffered some injuries, but it was nothing serious.

The Immortal Fighting Soul disappeared, and the figures of Bai Nianchen and Ye Ningrou appeared. Their faces were pale and their aura was weak.

In other words, their soul power has increased during this period, otherwise they would have fallen into a coma after one blow.

"roar!"

The Qingwen Tyrant roared and rushed towards Bai Nianchen and the others.

It is very angry now. It originally thought that it was an ant-like soul master, but it actually made it so embarrassed.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the Blueprint Tyrant appeared in front of them. It seemed that the Blueprint Tyrant had not erupted all its speed before. In the case of rage, it decided not to hold back.

The blue air ball under the front hooves emitted a strong light. The body leaned back, lifted the front hooves and then landed suddenly.

With a bang, it sounded like an explosion, the ground was sunken, cracks spread, and the green airflow burst out after it landed on the ground, raging in romance.

The trees in the distance were swept by the green airflow, silently, and the trees were cut to pieces, which showed the sharpness of the airflow, not to mention the power that Bai Nianchen and others were under.

However, just as the front hooves of the Blue-patterned Tyrant fell, Bai Nianchen pushed Ye Ningrou away beside him, and Ye Ningrou immediately moved away from the center of the attack.

The powerful impact force and sharp blue airflow blew, and Bai Nianchen activated the protection spirit pattern, and at the same time, the protection of the main spirit pattern activated itself. Two light yellow light shields appeared, covering Bai Nianchen.

Click!

Before I could hold on for a second, the light shield released by the main spiritual pattern was broken, followed by the light shield protecting the spiritual pattern.

The light yellow light shield flashed wildly, and Bai Nianchen injected all the remaining soul power in his body into the protective spiritual pattern.

Even so, the light shield only lasted for two seconds before it broke.

Puff~

A blood arrow shot out, and Bai Nianchen flew out, his body was covered in scars, and there was almost no complete place on his body.

The Qingwen Tyrant stepped forward, opened his bloody mouth, and directly bit off one of Bai Nianchen's feet. After chewing it for a few times, he swallowed it into his stomach, and a proud expression appeared on his face.

It glanced at Ye Ningrou, who had already fallen into a coma in the distance, and a trace of disdain flashed in its eyes. It slowly walked towards Bai Nianchen. In its perception, this man was better than that woman.
Chapter completed!