The clock clearly felt that the bloody ball contained a terrible will, which suppressed the death of their souls.

That feeling is like encountering natural enemies in the demon, so that life can not resist the will, can only let the other side crush!

Even the power of the boundary of Bai Qiaoyan cannot be condensed in the face of this will, and it seems that it is not a level of power at all!

As for the attacks of others, they are directly wiped out by silence, as if they have never appeared.

More than that, under the suppression of this bloodball, they can no longer withstand half of the soul fluctuation, even the movement can not do, let alone re-launch the attack!

The four people standing here are the top geniuses in the young of the Sun Temple, but at this moment they have suffered a huge blow.

The other side only with this strange blood ball, it is without any effort to completely crush the four of them, almost ignoring all the rules!

Jiang Shaoyang's hearts can't help but produce a sense of powerlessness, the means used by the wind at this moment, completely out of their cognition, there is no way to confront.

“The Power of Will.”

At this time, only the clock left appeared a very special situation.

His eyes are constantly changing, God's death locks the blood ball, and the soul fluctuation on his body not only does not subside, but constantly surging in the soul, as if he is unwilling to be suppressed by the blood-colored ball!

This is not an illusion, at this time the clock only feels that there is an anger and unwillingness in their hearts, so that he wants to break through the suppression of this blood ball and face up to this will like heaven and earth!

Although the condensed Thunder gun was directly suppressed by the blood-colored ball, with the support of this mysterious force, the clock did not give up, and gritted its teeth a little closer to the blood-colored ball!

Seeing this scene, Jiang Shaoyang and Hong Zhong were shocked, and the clock was in the front position, and the pressure that he was subjected would only be more powerful.

Even the white skilli who holds the power of the boundary cannot move under the pressure of this blood ball, but the clock can withstand the pressure of this terrible will to make its soul fly again?

“Can this man’s son resist the power of Pangu?”

At this time, the wind spirit standing before the soul storm was also aware of the change in the clock, and immediately the eyes changed slightly, and the eyes showed a little surprised color.

What the power of this blood ball is, he knows.

An ordinary human disciple was able to resist the majesty of this level of will, which really exceeded the expectations of the wind and spirit.

At this time, the clock is gone, and it has entered a state of occultity.

Under the pressure of that will, his soul thought seemed to be broken, but it re-enforced in the unwillingness of anger in his heart.

Destruction and rebirth.

The depths of the soul, like countless earth-shattering changes, make the eyes of the clock more and more firm.

Above his body, a little bit of golden light began to rise, gradually coalesced, devouring the imprint of the empty soul in his eyebrows and transformed into a golden flame mark.

The moment the flame marks condensed, the pressure on the clock was suddenly lighter, the body of the soul became extremely sharp, and even a golden flame appeared in the hand.

This is not a fire of fire, but a fire of the soul that is lit by the will, transformed into the form of a red gold flame in an incomparable cohesion!

The golden soul fire burns, like a silent cry, in the initiative to fight the terrible will released by this blood ball!

Jiang Shaoyang and others, standing behind the clock, actually felt that the pressure they faced was relaxed for a little at this moment, and the body that could not move was also restored to a trace of strength.

This discovery also shocked them, what kind of power is hidden in the soul of Zhong, and can actually compete with this strange blood ball?

“Is that the will of the royal family?”Why can’t you help but want to fight against the will of the blood ball?”

After the consciousness of Zhong's departure was reunited, it was also somewhat surprising to find that the changes in the body of his soul were soon discovered.

Originally, in front of the will of the blood ball, he felt as if he had met a natural enemy who could hunt himself, and the soul would involuntarily produce fear.

But now in the face of the will of this golden ball, the clock has a determination to resist and even destroy it!

The next moment, the clock has followed its own inner thoughts, the golden soul fire condensed into a long gun, holding in the hand to the shape of the wind and spirit rushed past!

The original clock was only able to barely move under the pressure of the will, but this time it was suddenly and completely completely out of the suppression, and actually had the power to launch an attack.

“What?”

Feng Qiling's face was finally completely lost the previous calm color, he did not think, under the shock of the blood ball, the clock can actually launch an attack!

“The Spirit of God!”

Aware of the terrible fluctuations of the golden soul fire, Feng Qi Ling did not dare to despise the attack, and after drinking a lifetime, a dark shadow quickly came out of the body and quickly condensed into a terrible black behemoth.

Compared with the power released when the ghost claws of the Hong Zhong Rune were swallowed up, the black behemoth is undoubtedly clearer, and there is no difference in the real demon!

The clock is also completely recognized, which is what the filial-mongers look like!

This black filial piety demon family opened its mouth, and its mouth was like a deep and bottomless soul vortex, devouring the long gun of the soul's fire!

“What’s that power, that’s so strange?”

Unfortunately, the fire of the soul swallowed up and did not disappear directly, but turned into a flame directly in the body of the filial filial filial monsoon!

The black beast clearly showed the color of pain, and then suddenly raised a big mouth and made a terrible roar of the beast in front!

A sea tide-like soul fluctuation frantically set off, instantly photographed on the body of a few people, blowing their body shape quickly backwards.

“Boy, remember this!”

The spirit of the filial spirit of the filial spirit was taken back to the body, and the wind spirit looked away from the clock with an incomparably soilful eye, and then suddenly took the blood ball back into the back of the soul storm and rushed directly!

The blood ball flew out in the hands of the wind and spirit, directly toward the soul storm, but the power of the terrible will broke the chaotic soul storm!

After the power of the blood-colored ball opened the blockade of the soul storm, the wind did not hesitate to fly directly towards this temporary passage.

Seeing the appearance of this scene, Jiang Shaoyang's eyes suddenly changed, and instantly realized the real purpose of the other party, and he was also desperate to drink.

"This guy is trying to destroy the ghost crystal!Hurry up and stop him!”