The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

On the ground not far away.

The prophet Admiralty held Admiral in his hand, watching the medium-sized six-pointed star that trapped him killing the formation, then turned and looked at the paper fan master and others who controlled the formation, dumbfounded on the spot.

"It's you!"

After a while, the prophet Admiralty recognized the son of the paper fan, "Well, you paper fan prophet, how did you find this prophet?"

"Haha, is it difficult to locate you?"

The son of the paper fan pinches the tactics with one hand to control the formation, while the other hand shakes the paper fan lightly, with a wicked smile on his face.

When the Prophet Admiralty was conspired, he secretly set up a "soul bond", as long as the Prophet Admiralty is still alive, the soul bond will always exist.

Thus, he can locate the coordinates of the Prophet Admiralty.

At first, when he learned that the Prophet Admiralty was still alive, the Master Paper Fan was extremely shocked, but when he chased it all the way and determined that the Prophet Admiralty was only the pinnacle of the Spirit Sea realm, and the threat was not great, he once again became murderous.

"I see, it's soul fetters!"

The Prophet Admiral used the secret method to self-examine and found that there was a golden light spot in the depths of his soul.

And this is the fetters of the soul!

If you don't deliberately use secret methods to search, you can't find it in normal times.

All members of the prophet clan know this secret method.

Once the soul fetters are planted, although the soul of the opponent cannot be controlled, it can be tracked and located.

Moreover, the soul fetters are very secretive.

If it hadn't been for the son of the paper fan to come to the neighborhood and completely activate the soul bond, it would be impossible to find the existence of the soul bond just by the strength of the current spiritual consciousness of the Prophet Admiralty.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

The son of the paper fan grinned, "Prophet Admiralty, you were obviously dead by me back then. Although I don't know why you can survive, you will still die after today."

"Huh, you mean!"

The prophet Admiralty held Admiral in his hand, vigilant around, trying to find flaws, but he was desperate to discover that this killing array was extremely defensive and extremely intent to kill, and he couldn't get away even if he wanted to go.

On the mountain peak.

Li Qiankun and Wang Ping'an squatted down and covered their bodies with the help of clouds and weeds on the top of the mountain.

"Senior Brother Wang, what is going on?"

"You ask me, who shall I ask?"

Wang Ping'an spread his hands, "Speaking of which, aren't you good at deduction, do you deduction!"

"Oh, too." Li Qiankun scratched his head.

He pinched the tactics with both hands, felt for a moment, and his eyes condensed.

Wang Ping'an raised his eyebrows, realizing that it was not easy, and said, "Junior Brother Li, what's wrong?"

Li Qiankun stopped and said, "Brother, do you remember when I was challenged by a mysterious person when I was setting up a fortune-telling stall in Daliang Demon Country?"

Wang Ping'an nodded: "Of course I remember."

"The one who holds the Golden Bell and is trapped by the six-pointed star formation is him!" Li Qiankun pointed to the trapped Golden Bell Prophet, "Moreover, I can sense that he is from the prophet clan."

Then, Li Qiankun pointed to the paper fan son, "He is also a member of the prophet family. I can sense that this person has a lot of evil spirits in his body, and his deduction ability must not be weak."

"So, this is the infighting of the prophets?"

Wang Pingan scratched his head, "Junior Brother Li, do you think we should run away now?"

Whether it is the Prophet of the Golden Bell or the Young Master Paper Fan, they are both at the pinnacle level of the Spirit Sea, and he and Li Qiankun are the pinnacles of the Spirit Sea and Ju Yuan respectively, and they cannot be opponents.

"They don't seem to find us." Li Qiankun whispered and looked aside, "Brother, I think we can wait for an opportunity."

"Okay!" Wang Ping'an nodded.

The two lie on the top of the peak, secretly watching the battle.

on the ground.

Prophet Admiralty looked solemn.

He wanted to say that there was a disciple of the Misty Sect nearby, but he thought about it again, since the Prophet of Paper Fan wanted to kill him, he simply did not reveal the existence of Li Qiankun and Wang Ping An.

In this way, even if he died, the Paper Fan Prophet would be obliterated by the Misty Sect, which would be regarded as revenge for him.

Thinking of this, Prophet Admiralty said coldly: "Prophet Paper Fan, do you think you killed me?"

"Playing alone may not kill you, but now with a medium-sized six-pointed star killing array, it is easy to kill you!"

The son of the paper fan put away the paper fan, stretched out his hand a little, and a golden glow burst out and fell on the surface of the six-pointed star killing array.

Hum!

Six luminous blades slashed out, each with the full-strike level of the pinnacle of the Linghai Realm.

"Admiralty Shield!"

The Prophet of the Admiralty threw the admiralty, magnified it a hundred times, and covered himself, with six luminous blades chopped on it, clanging loudly.

Click!

With countless intensive attacks, even if Jin Zhong absorbed a large amount of evil spirits and was promoted to the best spirit weapon, he was still chopped and cracked.

"not good!"

Prophet Admiralty's eyes narrowed.

He had a foreboding of the crisis, and quickly poured more and more vitality into the golden bell, so that it was enveloped by the golden light, blocking the blade.

"Huh, just struggling to death!"

The son of the paper fan gave a grin, took out a top-quality spiritual tool, fixed soul needle, and quietly threw it out.

Prophet Admiralty is struggling to resist the attack.

He realized that he was going to die today.

He is very unwilling!

I was sent to the mainland of China and came to the southern border far away from the Tianyuan domain to facilitate the layout of the prophets.

But who knows, his mission has not been completed yet, he is about to die.

It is very unwilling to change to anyone.

"No, even if I die, I have to pass the news to the elders in the clan, and at the same time...you want to kill me, don't think about living well, you have to pay a heavy price!"

Prophet Admiralty roared suddenly.

Click!

At this moment, Admiralty was completely broken.

call out!

At the same time, the best soul needle slayed over, and instantly penetrated the forehead of the prophet Admiralty, trying to nail it to death in place.

"Successful!"

The son of the paper fan laughed.

"I was hit by my soul-fixing needle, even if you are a great power in the Divine Origin Realm, you can't even want to escape...Huh, what's the situation?"

The son of the paper fan is laughing wildly.

However, the broken golden bell suddenly gushed out a large amount of evil energy, poured into the body of the golden bell prophet, and forcibly ejected the fixed soul needle, nailed it to the ground, and the tail was still buzzing and trembling.

"Roar……"

Prophet Admiralty began to swell, his body became bloated, his mind gradually lost, and only his violent killing intent remained.

He is actually transforming towards the Roshan monster!

"No, this guy is going to become a Roshan monster. With his evil spirit content, he can at least reach the Divine Origin Realm and possess the terrifying power to obliterate us."

The son of the paper fan changed in amazement.

"You... die for me!"

The Prophet Admiralty roared wildly, taking advantage of his last-minute sobriety, he locked the son of the paper fan and set him as a kill target.

"Run away!"

Knowing he was invincible, Master Paper Fan quickly picked up the pin on the ground and flew away.

Tear it!

After becoming a Roshan monster, the Prophet Admiralty skyrocketed.

He stretched out his hand, melted the golden bell fragments, and then condensed, forming a sharp golden hook, struggling to knock, breaking the medium-sized six-pointed star killing array.

He stared resentfully at the running paper fan son, chasing him, his eyes full of violent killing intent.

Its breath ~www.readwn.com~ has soared to the realm of God!

Boom!

The Prophet Admiralty shook his vigor and crushed a nearby mountain and killed him.

"escape!"

Tianji Pavilion F4 is all amazed and flees madly.

Above the peak.

Li Qiankun and Wang Ping'an looked at each other, dumbfounded.

"He turned himself into a Roshan monster. He is really a wolf, a few more points than a ruthless man!"

Wang Ping'an's hair is horrified.

"Brother, shall we chase after?" Li Qiankun asked in a deep voice.

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