Following Yak's words, the whole body of the blood-cursed clown beside him emitted a bloody light. The blood-cursed clown hung in the air, his hands joined together as if worshiping Buddha, and he seemed to be chanting something.
Following the whispering chanting, the blood light on the Blood Curse Clown became stronger and stronger, turning into bloody spells that swirled around its body.
The palms on Zhou Wen's ankles also exploded along with the blood curse on the clown. Weird blood curse patterns covered Zhou Wen's stone armor, as if he was wrapped in a web of blood curses. generally.
"Calculating it this way, you should feel more honored than me." Zhou Wen was trapped by the blood spell, but he didn't look panic at all, and looked at Yak and said.
Yake felt a little uneasy in his heart, stared at Zhou Wen and asked, "Why?"
"Because you will be killed by me. After living for so many years, this must be the first time you have been killed by someone else, right?" Zhou Wen said.
"Really? Then I'm really looking forward to it." Yak felt something was wrong, but the arrow was on the string and he had to shoot. It was just that uneasiness that made him start early, and did not wait until the Blood Curse Clown finished chanting the spell.
Red light flashed inside the Blood Curse Clown, flashing and flashing like an alarm. The next second, the Blood Curse Clown's body exploded violently.
As the life soul of the blood-cursed clown exploded, the blood-colored spell on Zhou Wen's body and the severed hand also exploded together. It turned out to be a spell of death together.
"Bang!" A bloody light explosion rose from Zhou Wen's body, and everything with a diameter of more than ten meters was destroyed by the bloody light explosion.
"Impossible!" Yake stared at the open space after the blood explosion, but saw that Zhou Wen was still flowing with holy light all over his body, standing there like a god of light, and he was not even injured at all.
Yak couldn't believe his eyes at all. It was an evil self-destruction skill that the Blood Curse Clown only learned after he was promoted to the Perfect Level. The power of its self-destruction was enough to hurt mythical creatures. However, the Blood Curse Clown's soul self-destructed once and it would take a long time to recover. , Yak rarely used it until he was locked up.
Today, he was forced to use the power of killing a thousand enemies and damaging eight hundred, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even hurt a hair on Zhou Wen's head. How could he not be surprised?
But after all, Yak is a man of iron will. When he realized something was wrong, he turned into a shadow and wanted to escape without any hesitation.
"You've had enough fun, is it my turn now?" Zhou Wen held the Tyrant Sword, but the sun-like brilliance gradually disappeared, replaced by a mysterious aura.
Different from the radiance of life just now, there is no trace of vitality leaking out of Zhou Wen's body now, and his whole person seems to have merged into the void.
"Double life soul!" An Sheng was surprised and happy.
Dual-life souls are too rare, because the vitality arts are prone to conflicts, and most people only practice one kind. Otherwise, the conflict between the vitality arts may cause physical damage, especially when you are promoted, you will have sudden impulses.
Especially the vitality arts with conflicting attributes. If the fates conflict, it will kill the person, not to mention the life soul. If there is a conflict, it may be more painful than death.
An Sheng knew a person who practiced dual energy techniques and condensed dual life souls. That person was extremely talented, and with great perseverance, he condensed the two vitality techniques into life souls.
He thought he was fine, but after that, he controlled his body during the day, but once he fell asleep, his life soul would take over his body, and he did a lot of crazy things that he didn't even know about. In the end, he went crazy and was sent to prison. Entered a mental hospital.
Zhou Wen's ability to practice the dual-life soul proved that his talent was indeed as excellent as the old principal said, but An Sheng was worried that the dual-life soul would harm Zhou Wen.
Moreover, it is even more difficult for Zhou Wen to advance to the myth with dual life souls. There was no way out, and now he has set up obstacles. This makes An Sheng very worried. It is truly surprising and joyful.
Zhou Wen converted his destiny to the Great Demon God, and the Lost Kingdom Ring also appeared on his finger. Zhou Wen was suspended in the air, looking at Yake who turned into a black shadow and fled. He had no intention of chasing him, and just touched his finger. The Lost Kingdom Ring on.
The ring with the ghost face flashed a strange light in its eyes, as if the devil had opened his eyes, and the brilliance gradually spread outwards, making the originally simple and plain ring without any carvings appear on it. A circle of mysterious mantra carvings.
Bang bang! Bang bang!
Yake ran away frantically, but when his body rushed through the sword marks that Zhou Wen had just made in the woods, sword lights burst out from the sword marks.
Yak rushed too fast and escaped too quickly, triggering countless sword marks in succession. The sword light pierced his body and exploded, immediately blasting Yak out of the shadow state.
Yake was covered in blood, with wounds everywhere torn by sword light. He fell to the ground and kept coughing up blood.
"You... I can also do spells?" Yake stared at Zhou Wen, forced to swallow a mouthful of blood, and asked in a hoarse voice.
"No, but I want to thank you for the inspiration you gave me. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have thought of using my soul like this." Zhou Wen's words are true.
It was Yake's fighting method that inspired Zhou Wen, allowing him to combine it with his recent knowledge of space and dimensions, and finally found the grammar to use the Lost Kingdom, which was no longer as simple and crude as before just for teleportation.
The ability of Lost Kingdom to change the trajectory of space is not just for teleportation.
Yake looked at Zhou Wen with a complicated expression. He claimed to be a genius, but when he was Zhou Wen's age, he had only just been promoted to legend and was far from being comparable to Zhou Wen now.
Zhou Wen didn't hesitate. He slashed out the Demon Star Wheel with his sword, and was about to kill the seriously injured Yak on the ground. He didn't want to give him any chance.
Yak was unable to dodge, but there was no look of fear on his face. Instead, his eyes were full of fire.
"It's amazing. This world is amazing. There should be a lot of strong guys like you among humans now, right? It's so exciting." Yak murmured to himself somewhat enthusiastically.
Zhou Wen ignored what he said. The Ba Sword directly split Yak's body, and blood spurted out. Yak was split in half on the spot.
But when Yak's body fell down, Zhou Wen was surprised to find that Yak's body turned into a palm-sized puppet. The puppet was cut in half and was still talking: "Zhou Wen, you It really excites me. For me, you are the top ingredient. I will definitely kill you and make your flesh and blood into the top delicacy. Before that, please protect your body in any way you can. , don’t let any contamination ruin this peerless food.”
