Boom


    The wind roared like a thousand horses.


    The violent momentum attacks all directions, with a strong smell of death, which makes people almost suffocate.


    Under the strong wind, the dust burst and the terrible power was derived, which made Tang fan''s robe hunt, but it could not open the source of gray and reveal Tang fan''s face.


    Qin Taisheng and Qin Bingxin never moved their steps, and let the violent hurricane impact them. They were like the Optimus pillars in the stormy sea. I stood still.


    Only Wang Ling and Yang Lan could not bear this violent and terrible momentum. They retreated again and again. Finally, they had to hide behind the demonized armored soldiers and ants and watch through the gap.


    The two of them were extremely frightened. At the same time, they had a fanatical worship for the master Tang fan.


    Casually, he was such a powerful man, and he was moved to think that Tang fan was willing to train them both.


    The breath from the skeleton King''s body fluctuated like a strong wind. It exploded countless dust rolls and turned into Tyrannosaurus Rex rolls. In the roaring sound, deep gullies were left in the yellow sand, shaking and spreading in all directions.


    The momentum is great and terrible.


    For a moment, the breath of the skeleton King fluctuated, as if it had become a lighthouse suddenly lit in the dark sea, pointing out the way and direction for a large number of demons and mutant creatures.


    Soon, in the distant desert, changes appeared, and the sound of rustling sounded, converging into a river like. It can be seen that many figures either drilled into the bottom of the yellow sand, or from the yellow sand ground, or even some could be seen flying on the yellow sand at low altitude, heading this way, taking the location of the skeleton king as the center.


    With the spread of the strong breath, the skeleton King''s bones became harder and whiter, stronger and more violent.


    "Master, I need soul power... I need more soul power... Soul power..."


    Suddenly, a voice sounded in Tang fan''s mind. It was a little hoarse and obscure. It was like a person who hadn''t spoken for a long time. His voice was like a piece of metal, which was even more harsh.


    Tang fan was suddenly surprised and looked at the skeleton king in the storm.


    "Could it be that the voice just now came from the skeleton king?" he asked deeply.


    "Master, I need soul power... Please give me more soul power..."


    At this time, the voice sounded again. Tang fan could feel that it appeared directly in his mind, not in his ear.


    At the same time, Tang fan felt that the source of the sound was really from the skeleton king, and it was directly introduced into Tang fan''s soul from the soul fire of the skeleton king.


    Pressing down the shock in his heart, Tang fan thought a little that there were a lot of soul beads stored in his soul power and storage space. Now it''s not just useful.


    Immediately, Tang fan took out all the soul beads in the storage space and threw them to the skeleton king.


    The soul pearl shot into the storm and was close to the skeleton king. The eyes of the skeleton king suddenly twinkled with a dark light. In a moment, the soul beads were broken one by one and turned into gray white pure and incomparable soul power. Like a flexible snake, they quickly swam and wound around the skeleton King''s head.


    After a few circles, a pure soul force seemed to be absorbed by an invisible suction. With a whoosh, it rushed into one of the eyes of the skeleton king, quickly rushed to the soul fire, burned by the soul fire, and turned into the soul energy belonging to the skeleton king.


    The fire of the soul seems to become more solid.