"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."
The ninety-four True Spirit Waist Tags snatched from Huang Asan's six men fell on the rocky ground riddled with holes by the wind, losing their original luster.
"Buzz——"
The darkness shimmered with the intertwined and rotating light of the power of the cathode and the anode, and finally turned into the power of Lingtai Tai Chi and penetrated into Xin Zhuo's body.
He opened his eyes, dispersed his thoughts, breathed a sigh of relief, and almost entered the seventh level of the Lingtai!
Seven! At least seven true spirit waist cards.
This waist card is truly mysterious, just like the purest energy and realm-enhancing power that have been baptized through the ages.
He tried to use Wangyuejing Sacrifice Spirit to seize it, but the result was no different from directly absorbing it with the mental movement method.
Does a forbidden area really have such benefits?
What are the plans of the ten Yuanji masters who are hiding in the dark and have just regained consciousness?
Thinking of this, he waved his hand to collect the useless badge, and in a flash, he landed on the ground and looked at the corpses of Huang Asan and the others. At this sight, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
The bodies of the six people shriveled up and shrank in just half an hour, leaving only withered bones, as if they had been dead for many years.
This is extremely abnormal!
He thought again of the dying, shriveled enlightened beast in the hall outside.
A terrible thought came to my mind——
Those ten Yuanji realm masters are sucking everyone's vitality and the blood of the dead warriors that have not had time to dissipate, and finally they can truly wake up!
Can the last ten people in this thousand-mile mountain forest really get their inheritance?
After thinking again and again, he flashed out of the pit. No matter what, he first broke through the realm as soon as possible and found Zhao Yizhu.
"call out--"
"boom--"
In front of the dense pits, bulges and bamboo shoot-like cliffs, the lights of swords and shadows, and the extremely killing illusions of the Lingtai realm are constantly colliding. Countless Lingtai realm warriors are going up and down, fighting madly. Occasionally, a few martial soul transformed soldiers appear, and then There were three or five masters snatching it.
Occasionally, a low-level warrior who has not used the True Spirit Waist Card is picked out, and there are also more than a dozen spiritual masters fighting for it.
This image is everywhere you look.
They all went crazy!
Xin Zhuo flew along the ground cautiously, always paying attention to the movements around him. He turned around for more than a hundred miles, not to mention Zhao Yizhu, and even his fellow disciples did not see anyone.
Moreover, he didn't want to participate in those messy fighting scenes. He was only in the sixth level of Lingtai. It was okay to take advantage of the situation by taking advantage of the situation. But face-to-face fighting, one against many, was probably not safe.
He set his sights on the sporadic appearance of martial spirit weapons. These originally terrifying things had turned out to be meat and potatoes. He had to find a way to lure them into the dark one by one and kill them with one strike. The time must not exceed Ten breaths, otherwise a master will come to snatch it!
After waiting for a moment, his body flashed and he arrived at the side of a martial soul transformed soldier not far away. The figure in golden armor and grimace mask immediately locked onto him, and from a state of no realm, he immediately transformed into the sixth level of the spiritual platform. sky.
Xin Zhuo turned around and left, followed by Wuhun's transformed soldiers.
After chasing and running, he ran for about three miles. When he reached a mountain col, he suddenly turned around and fell into his arms. He narrowly dodged the ten-foot-long golden sword and jumped to the top of the martial soul transformed weapon. At the moment when the golden sword was slashed back, a sword stabbed his heavenly spirit.
"boom!"
The golden armor fell to the ground, and a fluorescent waist badge fell to the side.
Seven breaths of time before and after!
Xin Zhuo picked up the waist tag without hesitation and disappeared in a flash.
Just a moment after he left, four figures appeared strangely around him, three men and one woman, all of whom were in the seventh level of the Lingtai Heavenly Realm, with murderous intent. Looking around, he couldn't help but be stunned.
One person said in a deep voice: "Ordinary warriors need at least one-third of a stick of incense to kill a martial soul-turned-army. Can this person be killed in seven breaths?"
Another person said: "The person who was killed fastest was Qiya, Five Breaths, and the second one was Zhao Yizhu, Six Breaths. Who is this person?"
The woman said coldly: "I'm afraid he's just a nobody, otherwise why would he be fighting with us here?"
…
Xin Zhuo had already run ten miles away at this moment. He followed the same pattern again, quietly seducing a martial soul into a weapon, and then ran into the darkness.
Based on the experience last time, I pondered for a while on the way, and this time it only took six and a half breaths!
Not long after he left, three figures flashed over, and they were masters of the eighth level of Lingtai.
"We are fast enough, but we are still a step too late. This person only used a little more than six breaths!"
One person's face was solemn, "Is it the girl in white?"
Another person shook his head and said: "No, there is still this person's breath in the air, like the sixth level of the Lingtai!"
"Nobody, six and a half breaths..."
…
Xin Zhuo killed the third one...
It only took six breaths!
The fourth one...
Five and a half breaths!
The fifth one...
Five breaths!
The sixth one...
Four and a half breaths!
…
"Four and a half breaths, who is this person? He has surpassed Qiya!"
"Sixth level of Lingtai! This is simply unbelievable!"
“It’s against the sky, but why is this person so low-level?”
"Mass Burial Mountain" was a bit of a sensation for a while. In fact, what Xin Zhuo didn't know was that a group of masters had counted the number of martial spirit weapons within two hundred miles. It could be said that everyone knew the location of each one.
In addition to looking for the hiding low-level warriors, they also have to fight to kill the martial spirit weapons. However, these martial spirit weapons are very difficult to kill and require time to grind them down. So a group of warriors fell into a state of extreme tension. You kill me and grab each other. I'll grab it too...
Where did such a bastard come from?
…
After the sixth one, it was difficult for Xin Zhuo to find the seventh one.
Because the remaining martial arts weapons are all under the eyes of countless Lingtai masters, once he takes action, he will be targeted by at least a dozen people.
This is a fucked up thing.
One of them was just short of breaking through. It felt like it was stuck in my throat and I felt unhappy all over.
He had no choice but to wander around, looking for opportunities.
At this time, as soon as they arrived at a remote place, they heard a woman's wailing.
In front of a cave, a fair-skinned, pretty Yinxu Triple Sea woman was pushed to the ground by a slovenly bearded man. His robe was torn, revealing her white skin, and her voice was her voice. from.
There is also a young warrior in Yang Reality beside him, frowning and sitting cross-legged, looking up and sighing. He seems to be with the woman, looking dryly and helpless.
Xin Zhuo stood still and watched silently.
The mentality and concept of honor and disgrace of warriors who transcend the earthly immortals are as solid as a rock, and it is impossible for such mundane and despicable scenes to appear.
The woman screamed on purpose to attract help from other experts?
The strong man is on the seventh level of the mourning platform. What do you want to do? Not sitting in the Seven Emotions and Six Desires? Can't control your lower body?
At this time, the woman suddenly threw out seven or eight fluorescent true spirit jade tokens and cried bitterly to the strong man: "Senior! I give them all to you, please don't humiliate me like this in front of my husband!"
The strong man laughed: "Why do I need this bullshit brand, little bitches, just let me have a good time, no matter what, everyone is dead!"
"well!"
The Yang Realm warrior sitting cross-legged not far away sighed again, opened his eyes slightly, glanced around, his eyes flickered for a moment, but the next moment, they suddenly widened.
"Xilulu——"
I saw nine horse figures running in a mess, turning around in a circle, and the eight signs on the ground disappeared.
"?"
"Damn it!"
The strong man jumped up, and the majestic momentum of the seventh level of the Lingtai came out.
The insulted woman also jumped up, and her aura of Yinxu realm instantly transformed into the seventh level of the spiritual platform.
The young man sitting cross-legged not far away also moved to the side strangely, and the Yang Reality transformed into the seventh level of the Lingtai.
It turned out to be a disguised realm and a trap!
"Isn't that too mean? Is this how you deceive people?"
The nine horses turned into a figure, standing on the hilltop opposite, smiling and shaking the eight signs in their hands.
The woman was breathing rapidly: "Your Excellency has such a weird escape technique, but I'm afraid you won't be able to escape!"
He clapped his hands heavily.
Two figures suddenly appeared strangely behind Xin Zhuo, both of them in the seventh level of the Lingtai.
They are all acquaintances!
A disciple of the Tianxie Sect and the Prime Minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Li Shentong!
Zhang Yuchen, a major disciple of the Zhuxian Sect, had a battle with Xin Zhuo in the Xuantian Palace, and left a mark with a sword wound!
"Xin Zhuo!"
Li Shentong's face was cold, with an unnatural sneer at the corner of his mouth: "I didn't expect that I am not dead. Now you are only in the sixth level of Lingtai, and you fell into my hands again. I bet you don't have that sword in your hand!"
Zhang Yuchen's face changed back and forth and finally turned into an excited grin, saying: "What nonsense, this person has too much influence in the Eighteenth Sect. The news that I have taken refuge with Sanyang Slave must not be leaked at all. Kill him!"
Five figures rushed towards them with fierce murderous aura and Tai Chi power. Before anyone arrived, the entire short peak was already shaking violently.
(End of chapter)
