Ji Hai slowly raised his hand, and the moment he raised his hand, his divine consciousness instantly surged towards Ji Hai's raised finger. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At the same time, the Xuan power in the dantian also surged towards the fingers, and suddenly a wisp of golden light emanated from the fingertips.

At the moment when this golden ray appeared, the dozen or so warriors felt a life-and-death crisis spread at the same time.

Martial artists who have reached this level are naturally extremely sensitive to this kind of induction, and in an instant, several martial artists galloped towards the gate of the cave, and the speed was very different from when they came in.

But Ji Hai's raised hand had already slowly fallen.

Kill the gods.

Brush, this knife fell silently, as if the divine consciousness swept.

Suddenly, the eyes of the warriors showed a look of confusion, and they slowly fell down.

Even the warrior who was about to escape from the cave was the same, he didn't have the slightest power to resist at all, and fell down directly.

But these warriors clearly still breathe.

"Killing, combined with the impact of the Divine Sense Sweep, will shock their souls, but I don't know how long this attack will last!"

Ji Hai's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he raised his hand, a nail suddenly appeared in his hand.

Burst nails.

Ji Hai raised his hand and threw it out, wrapped it in his divine sense, and stabbed at these warriors.

Puff puff.

When the Destruction Nail was shot at the last person, Ji Hai's divine sense did not directly kill the last martial artist, but waited.

Ji Hai calculated the time in his heart.

After thirty breaths, the warrior who fell to the ground last, his eyes suddenly regained his strength, and then he got up on his stomach and was about to continue to flee forward.

Ji Hai unceremoniously used the destruction nail to kill the other party.

"Thirty breaths? Maybe it's because the opponent's strength has only reached the peak of the Great Martial Master, if it is the Martial Master realm, it would be good to have three breaths! ”

Ji Hai is very self-aware, the people he is dealing with at this time are just because they are weak, otherwise, there will definitely not be thirty breaths.

"This god-killing should be regarded as a supernatural power!" Ji Hai muttered, this killing god is more useful than killing the body, killing the body can only be used once, and the mysterious power in his body will be drained, and the killing god can continue to be used as long as his divine sense is enough, and with his current divine sense and consumption, it should be enough to use it three times.

Ji Hai didn't think much about it, he put away these people's storage rings casually, and returned to the cave mansion, Ji Hai looked at the young man sitting cross-legged, a sense of illusion as if the other party was him, permeating his heart, this feeling of looking at himself would never be unimaginable if he didn't experience it personally.

And although they seem to be one, they have their own thoughts, because he has split part of his soul to him, and if he dies, this black-haired Ji Hai will be Ji Hai.

But then, Ji Hai's face became a little hesitant.

Originally, Ji Hai planned to directly split into two, cultivating the ancient gods and ancient demons respectively, but after this attempt, he found that he could only split one, which may be because of his current bad situation, but maybe the blood slashing and incarnation Dafa can only refine one incarnation, in short, the choice now in front of Ji Hai is this black-haired Ji Hai, whether to cultivate the ancient gods or the ancient demons.

After Ji Hai groaned for a while, he decided that it was better to cultivate the ancient demons, after all, the ancient demons he was most familiar with, and the cultivation process was also experienced by himself, and the cultivation method of the ancient gods was special, maybe he couldn't succeed at all, since this was the case, he naturally had to choose a familiar one to cultivate.

And the best place to cultivate ancient demons is the Broken Soul Canyon.

However, Ji Hai did not leave immediately, but recovered.

Although Ji Hai didn't ask why these people attacked his cave mansion, he could guess somewhat, after all, he had just come out of the Valley of No Return, and the only one who had an enmity with him was that Liuyue Pavilion.

If it was Ji Hai fifteen years ago, maybe he would have come to the door directly without thinking about it and destroy the sect directly, but now Ji Hai has calmed down a lot because of his life of silence, and the only thing that he can't let go of is the matter of Ji Jiabao, and after the ghost spirit sect is destroyed, he will retreat and practice penance, waiting to cultivate to the martial saint, he faintly feels that after the martial saint, there seems to be something waiting for him.

The old man's words kept coming to his mind.

After Ji Hai recovered for a few days, his complexion regained some blood, and he left the cave, after Ji Hai just came out of the cave, the group of dark clouds slowly surrounded Ji Hai, this scene was extremely amazing, and in the eyes of some of the martial artists who saw the cave, it was even more terrifying, after all, they saw the horror of this group of fire walking ants with their own eyes.

Ji Hai didn't take away the fire ant colony, and the red mist slowly floated behind Ji Hai, Ji Hai's speed was not fast, and he didn't fly, many warriors saw it, but no one dared to make a move on Ji Hai, because of the existence of fire ants, the deterrence formed by fire ants was extremely strong, even if there were a few people who had not seen the power of fire ants, but after an eyeless warrior rushed over and was directly devoured by fire ants and became a skeleton, no one dared to make a move.

They watched Ji Hai walk towards the Broken Soul Canyon along the way, and they just watched Ji Hai enter it.

The horror of the Broken Soul Canyon, they naturally knew it, and even the Martial King Realm did not dare to trespass easily, but Ji Hai just entered it.

"Looking for death?"

"I'd rather die in it than cheapen us, this guy is really a dead brain!"

Suddenly, the surrounding warriors began to discuss.

In the Broken Soul Canyon, at this time, it was the Yin Qi that retracted, and when those red strange insects submerged into the skull, Ji Hai raised his hand and waved, and suddenly another Ji Hai appeared in front of Ji Hai, but this time Ji Hai's hair was black.

The black-haired Ji Hai nodded to the gray-haired Ji Hai, and sat down cross-legged on the periphery, just starting to cultivate the condensation technique, he must be gradual and not rash, and after the black-haired Ji Hai will refine the skin and refine the flesh, he can be buried in the canyon bones and slowly changed by the yin and evil qi.

Naturally, the longer the better.

This time, there is a gray-haired Ji Hai who will wake up the black-haired youth by himself, but there is nothing to worry about.

Ji Hai glanced at the black-haired young man who was sitting there cross-legged and cultivating the Meditation Technique, and then turned to leave, they could feel each other's, so even if they were far away, it seemed to be connected by an invisible line.

After Ji Hai walked out of the Broken Soul Canyon, he put away the fire ant colony.

His gaze scanned the nearby warriors who were hiding nearby.

Those martial artists all thought in their hearts, taking advantage of Ji Hai's time to put away the fire walking ants, it was the best opportunity to do it.

Just when they were about to make a move, they saw Ji Hai soaring into the air.

Suddenly, they all withered, flying in the sky was the patent of the Martial King Realm, where did they dare to do it.