Behind Zhang Ji, a pair of sinister and cold eyes stared at him.
Zhang Ji's back felt cold, and he quickly mobilized his spiritual power. In an instant, a pair of illusory armor with dark red luster appeared on Zhang Ji's body. At the same time, the spiritual energy turned into a small light mask and enveloped him.
"Huh? Interesting!"
The man tilted his head and looked at Zhang Ji curiously. In an instant, a murderous aura burst out, and the adamantium wood deck he stepped on began to shatter.
The man raised his white hands and kept changing in the air, while the spiritual energy around him also gathered towards him.
Suddenly, the five fingers of his right hand opened up, and a stream of dark breath appeared out of thin air, lingering on his five fingers. The majestic spiritual power gathered in front of his palm, and the cries of babies suddenly floated in the air, making people immediately The hair stood on end.
The spiritual energy quickly formed in the air, turning into a bone-white palm, and patted it forward gently.
As for the middle-aged man standing above the deck, his expression suddenly changed at this moment, his eyes widened, and the aura of the technique in front of him made his heart palpitate.
If the guess is correct, the technique performed by that person is the real Infant Fusion Realm technique that is secretly hidden in the empire and regarded as a treasure by countless people.
Once this method comes out, everything will lose its color! !
Zhang Ji was a little panicked, and kept making seals with his hands. He had already turned around, looking at the slender figure in front of him, looking a little in a hurry, and he seemed to be locked, unable to move his whole body.
His face twitched and his eyes couldn't stop beating. Looking at the earth-shattering aura palm, he lost his voice and said: "Sen... Senluo ghost hand?!"
Lin Zixuanzi looked here attentively. When he heard the name, he was also confused. He just felt that this skill was unfathomable. It was several times more mysterious than the family's Qingfeng sword skill. In this regard, since the man wielded You can know the number of fingerprints displayed.
Huang Quan, who was opposite Zhang Ji, stood there blankly after hearing this, his heart pounding suddenly, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and his eyes fixed on the figure beside Zhang Ji.
A horrifying piece of news flashed through my mind, "Sen Luo's ghost hand, the infant-melting realm technique, old man Sen Luo's original unique skill, with which he destroyed a quasi-first-class sect overnight!!"
A few numbers can tell how powerful Senluo Ghost Hand is. It is a quasi-first-class sect with a real blood infant realm! !
Now that he had witnessed Senluo's ghost hand with his own eyes, how could he not be shocked.
The huge white bone palm lifted up a boat full of smoke and sand. When he was only three feet away from Zhang Ji, the thick armor fell apart under the huge pressure. Spiritual energy overflowed, and even part of the spiritual energy exploded directly. The sound was earth-shattering. .
Zhang Ji gave a muffled cry, vomited several mouthfuls of blood, and knelt on the ground, with blood dripping from his fingers. His formerly upright body was now hunched over into a human shape.
"Okay... okay, I'll give it, I'll give it!!" The middle-aged man looked at the wounded Zhang Ji, sighed feebly, and finally compromised at this moment.
"Very good!!" The man laughed ferociously, and the skeletal palm suddenly exploded just a foot away from Zhang Ji. The aftermath of the explosion sent Zhang Ji's body flying several feet backwards, and the ship's pole was instantly broken.
"You...you go too far!" the middle-aged man shouted angrily.
The man touched the back of his head in embarrassment, then smiled broadly and bowed slightly with an apology, "Sorry, I couldn't control it!"
"You...!" The middle-aged man was so angry that he couldn't speak.
The man turned to look at the middle-aged man and said with a smile: "It's just a minor injury. If you take care of it for a year and a half, and supplement it with the spiritual treasures of heaven and earth, I'm afraid it will be cured! Okay, no more nonsense, where is the thing you promised me? "
"Take it away!" The middle-aged man pointed at the aura laser cannon next to the man and said helplessly.
"Are you kidding me?! Jie Jie, I don't have time to waste with you, you are another idiot." The man's face was uncertain as he cursed at the middle-aged man.
The man's figure disappeared like a ghost again, and the middle-aged man was also dripping with cold sweat. Although Zhang Ji's strength was lower than him, he was definitely not the man's general!
"Since he doesn't care about the Vulcan Cannon, maybe he wants to..." the middle-aged man suddenly thought.
He quickly took out something from the bracelet, and saw the illusory figure in the sky paused for a moment, then slowly appeared, staring at the object in the middle-aged man's hand with fiery eyes.
It was a flower that bloomed with an enchanting, almost black-red color. The flower only had three petals, and there were no leaves around it. If you looked closely, you could see that it was a shocking red color, like fire, but the faint floral fragrance revealed an aura of death. .
The middle-aged man threw it downwards without thinking. The figure was startled, and then quickly swept downwards. In just one breath, the flower fell perfectly into his hand.
He looked up with cold eyes, and a cold word floated in the air, "If anything happens to Hua, the entire ship will need to be buried with him!"
I saw the man flashing on top of the huge purple-winged magic bat, his robes fluttering and hunting sounds, while the rest of the people watched the figure return and drove the purple-winged magic bat under their feet to turn around, and immediately flew into the distance and disappeared. without a trace.
The man's heart was pounding. The price he paid just now made him extremely heartbroken. The flower was a three-petal ghost flower, which was unique to the Galaxy Capital. Moreover, that area happened to be under the jurisdiction of Tianyuan Academy. With the elders of the college guarding him, the man didn't dare to cause trouble there, so he came to rob him. He was extremely unhappy and scolded the man's eighteen generations of ancestors.
The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Ji who fell to the ground and swooped down to his side. A light red pill appeared in his right hand and put it into Zhang Ji's mouth.
What kind of trouble is this guy asking for trouble? Didn't you see that you didn't even move?
He waved his sleeves and threw out a gust of wind, then came to Lin Zixuan's side, glanced at him indifferently, and said to everyone: "Everyone, are you okay?"
I saw someone say: "Elder, except for the death of one person from Xiaoxuanmen, nothing else happened!"
"I will compensate Xiaoxuanmen. Fortunately, everyone is fine!" Elder Zeng had a look of regret in his eyes. He looked at Zhang Ling, then at the scholar Zhou Xuan, and then ran to Zhang Ji's side.
"Fortunately, I have recruited two people of the Purple Spirit bloodline this time, which should be able to offset some of the losses! This careless guy has only caused me so much trouble!"
When Elder Zeng thought about the situation he would inevitably report to a series of people after returning to the academy, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He even became uncomfortable with looking at Zhang Ji.
"Huang Quan, you are responsible for taking care of Zhang Ji during this trip to the capital of the galaxy. There must be no mistakes!" The middle-aged man looked at Huang Quan and ordered.
Huang Quan nodded in agreement, lifted up Zhang Ji who had fallen to the ground, and carried him into another training room in the ship.
The middle-aged man stood in front of the ship, looking forward, standing with his hands behind his hands, and murmured in his mouth.
"In this competition, how many people will be able to enter Tianyuan College?"
