After saying that, Sun Cong's eyes suddenly became strange, and black smoke spread around his body.

Hun suddenly had an evil aura.

"Hehe."

Suddenly, Sun Cong laughed.

As his laughter rang out, the black air suddenly rolled up, and he was extremely depressed.

"You are Sun Cong"

Zhang Yu frowned immediately,

"It's just an evil thing possessed by the soul, a crooked and evil way, and it's hard to reach the elegant hall." Lin Xiaotian spoke at this time.

He looked at this guy and said lightly.

This is probably Sun Cong's trump card.

Lin Xiaotian had already felt that there was another soul in his body.

Now it seems that it should be the soul of a revived ancient powerful man who just stayed in his body.

The soul possession is like his shadow occupying his own body. It can help him absorb energy, improve his strength, and improve his combat power in a short time.

But his is the Lord of the Tai,

And Sun Cong and this are said to be the ancient powerful

It's just a metaphor, simply means, an ancient revived soul,

The strong are really not considered a powerful person.

"Is this your trump card?" Lin Xiaotian's face felt a touch of playfulness.

"That really disappointed me."
Chapter completed!