Return of the War God

"As for Kong Zhan, who was killed by you before, his spirit power has also reached the realm of soul transformation, which should be on par with yours, but his spirit power is extremely mixed. At the time, I was still wondering why. In this way, looking at it now, it is not from his own training at all, but given to him by the hell demon spirit."

"So, although Kong Zhan can exert the power of a first-class spirit warrior, he is only a fake spirit warrior."

Speaking of a fake soul warrior like Kong Zhan, Xia He's eyes showed deep disdain, as if he was extremely contemptuous of Kong Zhan's method of obtaining divine soul power out of thin air.

"If you can break through the power of your divine soul to the point where you can transform your soul power into shape, and reach the realm of a first-class soul warrior, you will be qualified to fight me, so I will choose to challenge you, because... this is between soul warriors. The battle! This is the battle that Xia He has been waiting for for a long time!"

Xia He's tone suddenly became extremely hot, and the black nightmare that was standing still behind him also trembled inexplicably at this moment, and an illusory and dangerous aura rolled out!

"Ye Wuque, give you a chance to shoot first, otherwise you won't have a chance!"

With a proud voice, Xia He actually let Ye Wuque take the shot first.

"In any case, I would like to thank you for letting me know the specific information about the soul warrior. Since I was asked to take action first, then I will be welcome."

A gleam of light flashed in Ye Wuque's dazzling eyes. Through the introduction of Xia He, he already knew that Xia He had already reached the pinnacle of a first-class soul warrior, but he had only just broken into the realm of a first-class soul warrior.

So, letting him go first is not insulting him, but stating a fact.

Moreover, Ye Wuque was still very interested in the battle of the power of the soul.

Immediately, Ye Wuque took a big step, and the white divine ring was born behind him, and the divine soul space oscillated. The white divine dragon within it began to meander at a high speed, accompanied by a strong and dense divine soul power that appeared behind Ye Wuque.

Ow!

The white dragon roared. Compared with Xia He's black nightmare, Ye Wuque's white dragon was weaker in terms of solidity and fluctuations, but it was still in the same realm as a whole.

In the arena, a towering and domineering dragon roar suddenly sounded in the ears of all the disciples of the Holy Dao of the Heavens!

This dragon's roar seems to resound in the depths of the mind, with a breathtaking power, which makes people's hearts shake, and the flower in front of me seems to see a wild and desolate ancient continent, on which there is an infinitely huge white dragon. It is winding forward, roaring for nine days!

Tyrannosaurus!

Facing Xia He, who was at the pinnacle of the first-class soul warrior, Ye Wuque did not hesitate to use the attack method he had learned from the Eight Desolate Gods!

Long Yin roared, and above the void, other disciples may not be able to see clearly, but in Xia He's eyes, he saw a white dragon, opened its dragon head, and the attack made by the power of the soul was roaring wildly!

"Is the sonic attack transformed by the power of the soul? It's interesting, the nightmare refines the magic! The nightmare screams!"

Behind Xia He, the black nightmare jumped out one step at a time, turning into an afterimage above the void, and then completely turning into a torrent like a jet-black cloud, heading straight for the roaring white dragon!

What's even more bizarre is that a very harsh whistling sound suddenly sounded in Ye Wuque's ear, as if someone was holding two pieces of metal frantically rubbing against your ear.

hum!

On the battle platform, there is obviously no Yuan force light, but there are bursts of muffled noises, as if two invisible and intangible forces are colliding frantically. Unknown fear.

Sigh!

In the end, in the void, the roaring dragon roar stopped abruptly, and all that was left was the scream, but Ye Wuque's soul attack Tyrannical Dragon was broken by Xia He's nightmare scream.

"Liuhe Panlong Hood!"

With a low voice, the white divine ring behind Ye Wuque's head vibrated, and a Panlong appeared to wrap him perfectly, because Xia He's Nightmare Demon Roar continued to attack him after breaking the Tyrant Dragon.

As if a stone was thrown into the lake, causing a huge splash, Nightmare Moxiao frantically wanted to break through the protection of the Liuhe Panlong hood, and even made a gap in the Liuhe Panlong hood, but in the end its strength was exhausted, and it was blocked by the Liuhe Panlong hood. down.

After this blow, the entire battlefield seemed to fall into a strange silence.

Ye Wuque looked at Xia He, and the importance of this person in his heart rose to a higher level.

Through this seemingly simple but dangerous confrontation just now, he has already discovered that Xia He's spiritual power is higher than his. The difference is obvious.

"Ye Wuque, let you make a move first, now it's my turn, but if your soul power only has this means, then you will definitely lose!"

Xia He's gorgeous silver military robe was screeching, and the silver crown on his head shone even more. He stood on the battle platform, and the black nightmare behind him stood on the ground, exuding a terrifying and inexplicable aura. The illusion of standing in front of the gates of hell.

"Nightmare Refinement Technique! Nightmare Demon World...down!"

The voice that became illusory and strange sounded, and the black nightmare behind Xia He actually began to relax with this voice, but it instantly turned into a billowing black smoke that spread rapidly!

Ye Wuque, who was in the Liuhe Panlong hood, immediately felt a dangerous aura, as if with the disappearance of the black nightmare, the entire battle platform was suddenly illusory!

"Ye Wuque, welcome to my nightmare world... Indulge and enjoy! In the end, you will be completely addicted and no longer willing to wake up!"

Ye Wuque's eyes have become pitch black, as if he was suddenly dragged into another world by Xia He. There is no day or night here, there is only eternal gray, and the smoke is billowing, making people completely unable to tell the direction and where to go.

The Liuhe Panlong hood shrouded in the body began to tremble violently, as if it was suffering an invisible attack, and the white divine ring behind the head also kept shining and beating, which was a warning!

"Nightmare world, it seems that this is a kind of environmental world created by Xia He with the power of his divine soul. He wears the Nightmare Refinement Technique, which seems to be a very powerful divine and soul-like peculiarity."

Standing in the world of nightmares, he seemed to be in a desperate situation, but Ye Wuque didn't seem to have any tension and despair, but was looking at the world of nightmares.

He knew that this was not a real world, and Xia He had no ability to create such a world. It must be a powerful illusion attack in his Nightmare Refinement Technique, which was assisted by the power of the soul to form such a special environment.

"If I were just a soul warrior like Xia He, maybe I would really lose this battle, but unfortunately... I'm not, and this nightmare world looks terrifying, but it actually has a distinct weakness."