The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 697: Soul Battle

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The cultivator, going against the sky, facing difficulties, as long as he has an unyielding heart, he can always follow his own way. But beasts are different. There is only one king of beasts. When two beasts meet, it is necessary to distinguish the length of victory and defeat.

The winner is king and the loser is Kou!

The five ancient sacred beasts are parallel to the world. The reason why they did not distinguish between the superior and the inferior is not because they regard harmony as the most important thing, but because they all have something that is difficult for the world to surpass. , No one can do nothing!

However, if two beasts are fighting for hegemony, and one beast loses, then this beast will inevitably fall under the other side. No matter how hard it is to raise its head, this is beast nature, and the winner is king!

Although humans also uphold this golden rule, there is another more classic jade rule for mankind, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, and gentlemen's revenge, ten years are never too late!

So, today's battle between him and Ye Lin seemed nothing to most people. If you lose, you can win back in a few years. As long as you have an uplifting heart, you can find your place sooner or later.

But it's not the case for the two of them. Both of them are descendants of holy beasts, and there is also a way of survival for beasts flowing in their bones.

The struggle between them represents the battle between the Burning Dragon Ancestor and the sky-roaring unicorn. If one party loses, it will fall under the other forever. This is the way for wild beasts to survive.

But they are also humans. Although they don't need to uphold them completely, they will be affected more or less in their mood.

So, the so-called battle of fate is also at this point. The winner steps on the opponent's shoulders, and his mood rises to the next level, the closer he gets to his own path. Those who lose will be like losing beasts, they will always have a psychological shadow. When they see the other party, they will feel a little shorter, which will greatly hinder the future road!

In the beginning, Zhuo Fan didn't think so much, just felt that there was a throbbing in his heart to fight, but now he heard Ye Lin's roar, he reacted.

It turns out that in this battle, they are betting on their future achievements, so he can't lose even more!

He doesn't fight for the face of the soaring Qilin, he only wants his Tao to progress smoothly, no one hinders...

Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan's heart was a little lonely, and his majestic expression rose again. He saw Ye Lin rushing towards him, his eyes condensed, and a unicorn kick slammed his face at the door, shouting. Voice: "I want to step up on Lao Tzu's shoulders, no way. Lao Tzu will win this battle!"

"Hmph, you have not accepted the orthodox inheritance of the soaring unicorn, otherwise the **** of the holy beast will not be so disorderly. With your messy style of play, you can't beat me!"

There was a flash of light in his eyes, Ye Lin seemed to see through everything, groaned, turned around, flew off and threw his unicorn arm with one kick, yelling again and again: "Golden dragon swings its tail, sweeps through the air!"

Roar!

In an instant, a dragon roar resounded through the sky, and as Ye Lin's leg swept, an illusory golden dragon tail also swept toward the unicorn's foot along with his leg.

The golden flame attached to it, like a sickle, slashed down at the unicorn's foot fiercely!

Touch!

It was another violent collision, but this time something unexpected happened. The unicorn's feet, which had never been unfavorable before, were swept away by the golden flame long tail this time.

Furthermore, a swarthy whip was engraved on the red unicorn's feet suddenly, and traces of blood couldn't help but flow out!

Shoo!

A red light flashed for the last time, and Zhuo Fan's right arm returned to the shape of an arm again, but this time it was completely passive.

This has never happened before, and Zhuo Fan has never thought about it!

The sacred beast unicorn feet sometimes lose power. That's right, if it weren't for defeat, the unicorn feet would never automatically return to such a primitive posture.

The eyes were startled, Zhuo Fan couldn't help flying back with his arms, and he was still a little unbelievable in his heart. This leaf scale is so powerful.

He is just a descendant of the Burning Dragon Ancestor, how could he be in power...

Could it be said...this is the difference between orthodox inheritance and miscellaneous inheritance?

The brows are slightly frowned, Zhuo Fan's heart is thoughtful, his face is dignified. Suddenly, he remembered what he had promised Dan Qingsheng, and looked around, his body was flying backwards, just facing the Mo Ce Sect disciple, but it was a good time.

So, he immediately took advantage of this backlash, shaking his hand, and suddenly sent his Thunder Spirit Ring out, as if he had been shocked by Ye Lin's blow.

The small ring struck a bright light, flew straight behind the Mocezong disciple, and fell into a blind spot that was invisible to all monitoring formations.

As soon as the ring fell on the ground, a ray of light flew out of the ring suddenly. It was blocked by many children in front of it, and there was no convenient monitoring formation around it, but no one noticed something running inside. Out.

Even Ssangyong Supreme, all focused on Zhuo Fan, instead of paying attention to the movement of the ring.

"Oh my god, even the ring flies. This hand-to-hand combat, Brother Zhuo is completely defeated!" His eyes trembled slightly, and Wen Tao sighed helplessly, shook his head, a little regretful.

When Xie Tianshang saw it, his eyelids were drooping, and he was a little disappointed. He sighed: "Then in this way, the victory and defeat will be placed on the battle of the soul!"

"Soul Battle?"

Brows trembled, Wen Tao let out a long suffocating breath, and faintly said: "This Zhuofan is a monster, Ye Lin is a monster. But Zhuo Fan is only a divine light realm, and Ye Lin is no matter how to transform the virtual realm. . Do you think Zhuo Fan is really sure to win Yelin in the battle of souls?"

Xie Tianshang was stunned for a while, but suddenly fell silent.

Shook his head helplessly, Wen Tao's eyes flashed, and he sighed: "In fact, from the beginning of the fight, Brother Zhuo put the key to the victory of this match on the hand-to-hand combat. If the hand-to-hand combat is dominant, this battle will be better. Some fight. If you lose in the hand-to-hand combat, alas... No matter how you fight next, I'm afraid it will just kill time!"

Hearing this, Xie Tianshang's body trembled slightly, then turned his head and glanced at Zhuo Fan's place, his eyes full of lamentation!

It's not just the Sword God Sect. In fact, the masters of the Demon Flame Sect, the Demon Soul Sect and other places, seeing this scene, have already guessed that they are inseparable, and they all shook their heads helplessly.

Chu Qingcheng couldn't help standing up and staring at Zhuo Fan's place. The worry in his eyes was overwhelming, and he muttered to himself: "No wonder he just showed such a look. They are all pinned on hand-to-hand combat. But when he found out that the opponent's physique was stronger than him, he already felt that he had no hope of winning..."

Speaking, Chu Qingcheng's eyes were already full of tears: "Why did he...be so powerless... So, did he know that he couldn't do it..."

"Sister Qingcheng, doesn't he still have the strongest Heavenly Dragon Soul? The outcome is still undecided?" Seeing Chu Qingcheng's sadness, Dan'er hurriedly offered comfort.

But Chu Qingcheng shook his head and said with a wry smile: "If the spirit can win, he would have made the move early, why bother? He must know that the opponent's spirit is not under him, and even stronger, so he has to fight hand-to-hand first. To decide the outcome, I did not expect..."

"Unexpectedly, I couldn't beat people in hand-to-hand combat, hehehe..." Xuan Shaoyu said silly words, gloating.

The girls gave him a glance, Chu Qingcheng ignored him, just looked at Zhuo Fan, and said quietly: "You never flinched, what will you do next..."

Chu Qingcheng seemed to be asking Zhuo Fan, and as if talking to himself, thinking of a solution for Zhuo Fan, that piece of affection made Xuan Shaoyu feel a sense of resentment.

On the other hand, Ssangyong Supreme watched all this closely, condensed his eyebrows a little, and shook his head slightly.

"Although I don’t know what Yelin’s soul is, I want to come to Zhuo Fan to know what he already knows, so he has been reluctant to enter the soul battle. Otherwise, when the hand-to-hand combat just loses, he will immediately switch to the soul battle and hit the opponent. Being caught off guard is the best result!" The Supreme Black Beard held his long beard and said leisurely.

When Baimei Zhizun heard it, he nodded: "But the hand-to-hand combat has reached a dead end. If you don't change the spirit battle, this battle is over, the victory has been divided, and there is no need to continue the fight. Zhuo Fan... Lost!"

"Well, it depends on whether he surrendered himself or fight to the end!" The Supreme Black Beard nodded slightly, his pupils exuding a faint light.

But I hope he will fight to the end...

In a dark corner of the valley, Dan Qingsheng came out of the ring and hid on the side, but he was not in a hurry to find the holy soldiers, but secretly watching the battle, dragging a calloused hand. Chin, his face solemnly said: "Boy, the hand-to-hand combat is just a test. Are you ready for the psychic battle? I still want to see how you can turn things around, like a brand-name dragon soul. You, don't let the old man down... "

Squeak!

The body that had been flying backward finally stopped. Zhuo Fan's body shook. He couldn't help but squirt out a mouthful of blood that had been holding back for a long time, but he wiped the corner of his mouth slowly, and a firm light flashed in his eyes. .

"Zhuo Fan, your best strength has been defeated. From now on, the disciple of the sacred beast Qilin has been defeated by the disciple of the Burning Dragon Ancestor. You should give up to me as soon as possible. No, I will accept you. Brother, in the future, I will be the boss and you will be the second. You follow me, and it won’t affect the road in your heart. From now on, we will enter the sanctuary together!"

Ye Lin came up to him and chuckled: "After all, in the whole world, there are half humans and half beasts, and we are the only people of the same kind!"

Pulling his lips in disdain, Zhuo Fan said with a faint smile: "The winner is the king and the loser. The loser must surrender to the winner. This is the way of the beast. Cheng Zhengguo. Otherwise, the heart will be entangled and the road ahead will be bumpy!"

"It's best if you know this. Whoever makes us all descendants of the holy beast, we have the magical powers of the holy beast, and naturally inherited their orthodoxy. There is no way, you succumbed, for your own sake!"

"Hahaha...Sorry, I am used to being the boss, so I disdain to be a kid!"

I couldn't help laughing, Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed a sharp light, and he shouted: "If you win the hand-to-hand battle, then I will win the battle of souls and souls. The final victory must be Lao Tzu's!"