Chapter 503 The powerful spirit hunting group - Yin and Yang Reaper!

Huo Qingyang looked at the Jiuli illusion in Xiao Fenggang's hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Take it!"

Xiao Fenggang exerted force on his hand and threw Jiuli illusion to the seventh elder of the Mei family in the distance!

So far, this old guy still wants them to fight?

At the moment when Jiuli's illusion was thrown out, Xiao Fenggang staggered and stood up, swallowed a few battle qi pills, and ran towards the depths of the dense forest.

Xiao Jia and the others escaped from Songhai City, and Xiao Fenggang was completely at ease.

But no one wants to die!

His little grandson is not born yet, he wants to go and see...

Huo Qingyang sneered in his heart, a blue shadow flashed, and a suction force enveloped the Jiuli illusion...

The seventh elder of the Mei family also noticed Xiao Fenggang's thoughts, and when he thought, he was about to rush forward to grab them.

But as soon as he moved, he noticed two terrifying pressures, like the heavy rain in the sky, covering it!

The seventh elder's face changed drastically. He looked up suddenly and saw two figures in the sky, one black and one white, appearing in front of him in an instant!

"Who!" The Seventh Elder was startled.

Before he finished speaking, two fighting spirits were trained to dilate in his pupils, like lightning, colliding towards Huo Qingyang!

While the Seventh Elder discovered these two people, Huo Qingyang also discovered them!

The calm eyes finally changed a little, and soon a cold snorted, and a green spiral exploded and hit the two war energy players hard.

"puff--"

The two collided without the terrifying explosion as expected. The two of them stood stalemate for a moment, and Qingxuan quietly dissipated. The two fighting spirits were slightly slower and they shot towards Huo Qingyang again.

However, these two fighting spirits were at the end of their strength, and Huo Qingyang just waved his hand and wiped it out in the air. But the collision between the two sides was obviously the other party won!

At the same time, taking advantage of this gap, the black figure was faster. A blast was the Jiuli illusion that rushed into the air, and reached out and grabbed it in his hand.

The man in white looked at the Jiuli illusion in his hand for a moment. At the same time, a soul power surged out to wrap the Jiuli illusion in his arms. In just a moment, he opened his eyes.

I noticed that the man in black seemed to have a flash of excitement and excitement in the eyes of the man in white: "That's right, it's it!"

The man looked at Xiao Fenggang who was fleeing from the dense forest and couldn't help but smile, with disdain on his lips: "I didn't expect that this inconspicuous small family actually has four major artifacts, which is really a waste of resources!"

"Are you the spirit hunting group?" Huo Qingyang saw the two of them, his eyelids hopped violently, and the cooked duck flew away, which made his expression gloomy.

These two people are not weaker than him!

"Haha, are you the ancestor of the Huo family? Good strength." Bai Ying flipped her hand and Jiuli's fantasy was taken in front of Huo Qingyang, looking arrogant.

"It's indeed a group of bed bugs that can only hide in the darkness. The stench on your body is unpleasant!" Huo Qingyang's eyes became even more gloomy, his expression was indifferent, and he was not afraid.

"One hundred and eight spiritual heads, Yin and Yang Reaper!" Qingyang's scolding, the man in black licked the corner of his mouth, and a strong sense of fighting flashed in his eyes.

"Yin and Yang Reaper? I haven't heard of it, but it sounds like the name of a beast." Huo Qingyang sneered.

"Hehe, then I'll try your strength!" The man in black sneered and rushed towards Huo Qingyang directly, and turned around to look at his companion in white:

"The other two are in good health, don't waste it!"

"I know!" The white-clothed harvester nodded, staring at Xiao Fenggang who was fleeing not far away with his eyes. He looked at the seventh elder of the Mei family who had also fled in a hurry. Without hesitation, his figure flashed and rushed towards Xiao Fenggang.

Xiao Fenggang is a five-star life realm, and his soul and body are even stronger!

Realizing that he was shrouded in a terrifying pressure and aura, Xiao Fenggang's body trembled and turned his head, all with a pale face.

He knew that he could not escape!

The opponent's strength is not much worse than Huo Qingyang, and he is probably also in the Eight Star Fate Realm.

The spirit hunting team sent two eight-star fate realm at once, and they really looked down on his magical artifact.

When life was about to die, Xiao Fenggang did not show much fear.

He did want to survive, but he was also ready to die, but he didn't expect to die at the hands of the Spirit Hunting Group!

Faced with the fatal blow of the white-clothed harvester, Xiao Fenggang gave up his fearless resistance.

His body was thrown out, or his body...

His body gradually became cold, and a rich and pure Zhan Yuanjing floated out of his body and finally penetrated into the body of the white-clothed harvester.

The white-clothed harvester narrowed his eyes slightly, as if his whole body was wrapped in warm water, like bathing in divine light.

At the same time, a black claw poked out to accurately capture Xiao Fenggang's soul.

"Hehe, if the soul of the five-star life realm is made into a holy warrior, it is quite powerful!"

The so-called jihadist is a more advanced person in the colonial costume. The spirit hunting group named it the jihadist!

"The body is good, too..."

When Xiao Fenggang's soul was imprisoned, he could not escape at all.

He watched his soul be forcibly stripped away, and his eyes were calm.

He looked at the sky covered with clouds and heavy rain: "After all, can you escape the path of death?"

"Life!"

"You guys must survive..."

...

After retracting Xiao Fenggang's body and soul, the white-clothed harvester looked at the battle between his companions in the distance and Huo Qingyang, frowned slightly.

Although Huo Qingyang's strength was damaged, he was comparable to his companions.

Everyone is also a powerful person in the Eight Star Fate Realm, but obviously Huo Qingyang is better.

He glanced at the seventh elder of the Mei family who had already run away and gave up his plan to chase him.

The Four-Star Fate Realm is naturally not his opponent, but if the other party sincerely wants to escape, it will be very troublesome to chase and kill.

"Stop playing, the purpose has been achieved, we will withdraw immediately." The white-clothed harvester looked at his companion and said.

Although the Holy Palace of Heaven is busy, there are still many strong people. They are guarding one side. Both of them are powerful people in the Eight Stars of the Mirror. If they cause too much noise, they will definitely attract the attention of the real strong people in the Holy Palace. By then, they will be very serious.

trouble.

Their most important task now is to escort the artifact back immediately!

Huo Qingyang's soul and body are indeed better, but it is impossible to win the eight-star fate realm so simply!

Huo Qingyang is not afraid at all!

One to one, he was not afraid of the black-clothed harvester. One to two could only escape, but if he wanted to escape, they could not stop him!

In the sky, the two of them hit hard again, and their bodies separated leisurely.

The black-clothed Reaper looked at Huo Qingyang and couldn't help but lick the corner of his mouth: "Good strength, but I will defeat you. Don't die before this, your Zhan Yuanjing is mine!"

"Is that true?" Huo Qingyang said lightly, his arrogant expression full of disdain.
Chapter completed!