Cultivating the Yuan twice, gathering qi into a pill, not only the Yuan power is strong, but the soul is also very powerful.

Yan Zhengbo's soul was injured by the eye of hatred, but it was not fatal, but the pain in his soul was too strong, which couldn't help but make his whole body spasm and let out a miserable scream.

In fact, the injury is secondary, and the main thing is that the impact on the mind is too great.

He once read in an ancient book that anyone who has an eye of hatred is cynical, and killing decisive people will bring a great disaster to the world.

never thought that Zhao Zhen would have such a terrifying thing.

Why didn't Zhengtian Dao find out? Not only did he recruit him, but he also promoted him to become a true disciple.

Before he had time to think about it, Zhao Zhen's flying sword had already killed in front of him, and the cold qi on the blade had already sprayed into his Adam's apple.

This is an extremely well-forged flying sword, which seems to be several times sharper than his, and it is bloody.

Seeing that Yan Zhengbo was about to pounce in the footsteps of the male venerable just now and die under the flying sword.

Drink!

Suddenly, Yan Zhengbo drank loudly, opened his mouth and inhaled wildly, and suddenly the wind was fierce, and the sand and stones flew away in a radius, turning into a vacuum area, and all the vitality was sucked into his mouth.

His body immediately swelled, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a tall giant, mighty and powerful, and the flying sword struck his chest, and the sound of metal colliding sounded, as if it had been killed on a piece of hard steel, unable to cause the slightest damage to it.

"One gas petrification work!"

A cultivator of the Great Departure Dynasty exclaimed, "It can actually resist the killing of the flying sword!"

That's right, this is the magic technique practiced by Yan Zhengbo, "One Qi Petrification Gong".

As soon as this magic spell was cast, Yan Zhengbo instantly became dozens of years younger, becoming a middle-aged man, and his muscles bulged all over his body, like pieces of iron and stone, reflecting a hard luster.

His strength skyrocketed, and the flying swords flew out with a single palm.

"Kill people and kill people, kill and kill !!"

At this moment, under the effect of the Eye of Hatred, all the particles of Zhao Zhen's flesh were aroused, and they burst out with unparalleled divine power, and then jumped up like a beast and came to Yan Zhengbo's body, and his fists continued to strike.

There is only one obsession in his heart, and that is to kill everyone and prevent the secret of the "Black Dragon Devouring Light Technique" from being revealed.

WhewW......

One punch, two punches, three punches......

Zhao Zhen's fists carried a violent fist wind, each punch had a hundred tons of power, and the earth was trampled and shattered by him.

However, what made people stunned was that in the face of such a ferocious attack, Yan Zhengbo didn't dodge, just stood still and let Zhao Zhen's fist bombard his body.

Bang bang bang......

Zhao Zhen's flesh particles and Zifu Yuan Force were superimposed on each other, and the firepower was fully opened, like a big knife, a sledgehammer, and a cracking stone opened the stele, making a deafening sound.

But Yan Zhengbo's "One Gas Petrification Skill" was even more powerful and amazing, and the hundred-ton iron fist hit his body, thumping sound.

"Oh my God, this is still human?"

On the city wall, countless people were stunned.

They are all at the level of the Yuan Fetal Realm, and they have hardly ever seen a Yuan cultivator fighting, and now they are very shocked to see such a scene.

"Hmph! This Qi Petrification Skill was obtained by Brother Yan by chance, and after cultivating for a few years, it has been completely completed, and it is invasive by water and fire, even if it is a cultivator of the same realm, it is difficult to break it. ”

The female Venerable of the Yanshan Kingdom said with a sneer.

"Is that amazing?"

All the cultivators of the Great Departure Dynasty gasped.

What if they faced such a formidable enemy?

"If you are a cultivator of the Yuan Dual Yuan Dan Realm, I'm afraid I'm not your opponent yet, but it's a pity that you are only a Dual Yuan Qi Realm, and there is not much Yuan Force left, even if you have the Eye of Hatred, you are not my opponent. ”

Yan Zhengbo looked at Zhao Zhen with an arrogant face, with contempt in his eyes: "If I kill you, it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people." ”

After speaking, Yan Zhengbo made a lightning shot, which was a punch.

Click......

Zhao Zhen was immediately knocked out and fell to the ground, not knowing how many rocks, grasses and trees were broken.

A large amount of blood spurted from his mouth.

"Brother!"

The little civet cat cried out with a pale face, suddenly appeared in its original form, and rushed out of the city wall with a "whoosh".

"Brother-in-law!"

Chu Xiaoxiao also opened his mouth and shouted, wanting to rush away, but was stopped by Chu Tianfeng: "Don't worry, calm down, such a blow shouldn't cost Zhao Zhen's life, just when this cat demon passes, those Venerables will kill her." ”

"Okay!"

Chu Xiaoxiao was very worried in his heart, but he had no choice but to calm down.

"Where did the brute come from, looking for death!"

A cultivator who left the Imperial Dynasty found the little tanuki, and with a wave of his sleeves, a Yuan Force suddenly bombarded him.

Rumble!

The ground exploded, creating a deep crater.

"Huh?" the cultivator frowned.

His attack missed, and he was dodged by the ghostly speed of the little tanuki, which was unexpected.

"Flying Sword!"

His face was furious, and with a flick of his fingers, the flying sword slashed out and appeared above the little tanuki's head.

Seeing that the little civet cat was about to be beheaded, suddenly, the flying sword was exhausted and fell to the ground, and the sky was covered with blood and rain.

The body of the Yuan cultivator was torn apart and died violently in an instant.

It turned out that Zhao Zhen struck again, urging the flying sword to kill this cultivator of the Great Departure Dynasty and save the little civet cat from the death threshold.

"Kill him, don't give him any respite!"

The remaining few Yuan cultivators who had left the Imperial Dynasty jumped like thunder and roared wildly.

One of them, biting the tip of his tongue, immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The blood wriggled and turned into a blood-colored spear, killing Zhao Zhen with the momentum of a bird throwing into the forest.

"Blood Erosion Gun!"

This is also a magic technique.

The blood-colored spear exuded an eerie aura, and once it hit the body, it would completely dissolve the person and turn it into a pool of rotten blood.

Zhao Zhen's clothes were tattered, and there was blood all around him, and he looked very embarrassed, but his strength was still extremely strong.

I saw him turn around and grab it, all the power was poured into his hand, and a powerful aura was generated between his five fingers, which shrouded the blood-colored spear in the air.

Boom!

The blood-colored spear trembled, and it was actually scratched apart.

Then Zhao Zhen looked at this cultivator who had left the Imperial Dynasty, and the red light flashed again.

Yes!

This cultivator who left the dynasty screamed miserably, and his seven orifices bled out, and he fell to the ground and died instantly.

His soul was directly destroyed.

At the same time, the attacks of the remaining Yuan cultivators also came, flying swords, talismans, supernatural powers, overwhelming, everything.

Zhao Zhen immediately fell into the storm and waves, and he was in danger.

His pupils shrunk, red as if they were dripping blood, and his eyes of hatred worked to the extreme.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a strange force was transmitted from it, distorting the void, and suddenly the scenery in front of everyone's eyes changed, and a purgatory-like scene appeared, with blood everywhere, corpses, bloody killings going on, all kinds of tragic scenes, tragic images staged in it, and people were terrified endlessly.

At this moment, his eye of hatred actually evolved, and the "Purgatory Cage" was born.

That's right, this is the "purgatory cage", which is a terrible spiritual attack, so that the soul is subjected to all kinds of torture, as long as it can't hold on, it is a dead end.

At this moment, all the Yuan cultivators were trapped in the "purgatory cage" and could not extricate themselves.

But in the eyes of the people on the city wall, it was very strange.

Those Yuan cultivators attacked in unison and besieged Zhao Zhen, but all of a sudden they all stopped, with all kinds of expressions on their faces, some frightened, some frightened, some hideous, and some even screamed and flew around, as if something was chasing them behind.

"This purgatory cage is somewhat similar to spiritual illusion, but it is even more powerful than spiritual illusion, and the cultivation has reached the extreme, it can directly detain the soul and kill people invisibly, but now it is also very powerful, and it can actually make so many cultivators fall for it at once!"

The Eye of Hatred gave birth to the "Purgatory Cage", and Zhao Zhen regained some of his senses, and it seemed that he was becoming more and more proficient in the manipulation of the Eye of Hatred.

This was great news for him, a blessing in disguise.

"Brother, are you alright?" asked the little tanuki anxiously.

"I'm fine, stay there and don't move, I'll get rid of these people first. ”

Zhao Zhen hurriedly said, and then looked at these Yuan cultivators, with a cold killing intent in his eyes, and the flying sword flashed, and a bloody wind suddenly blew.

A Venerable Yuan cultivator was killed on the spot by a flying sword.

Only Yan Zhengbo, a powerhouse in the Cultivation Yuan Twofold Yuan Dan Realm, escaped.

His "One Qi Petrification Skill", no matter how the flying sword attacks, can never break through and cause damage to it.

He relied on his powerful cultivation to wake up from the "purgatory cage", but this time his soul suffered a huge injury, and watching all the Venerable of Yanshan Kingdom die in the hands of Zhao Zhen, his heart was like a knife.

"Brute, I won't let you go!"

Yan Zhengbo hated Zhao Zhen to the core, but the injury of his soul made him lose the courage to continue fighting, so he could only leave a cruel word and leave in embarrassment.

Zhao Zhen wanted to kill them all, kill people and kill people, but he had more than enough strength to do so, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and there was no longer half a trace of Yuan Force left in the Purple Mansion, so he could only watch Yan Zhengbo escape.

He was able to continue to fight and kill so many cultivators, all thanks to the Eye of Hatred and the power of the flesh particles.

"When I recover my Yuan Force, I will go to Yanshan Country and kill it!"

Zhao Zhen secretly thought: "This person must not stay." ”

"Brother is amazing!"

The little civet cat threw herself into Zhao Zhen's arms and said happily.

Zhao Zhen's eyes disappeared, touched her head, and said, "It's too dangerous just now, don't run around next time......"

However, before he could finish his words, all the cold hairs on his body suddenly stood up, and his face changed greatly.

I saw a long sword slash out between the ghosts and gods and hell, appearing at the center of his eyebrows.

The sharp sword made him smell the breath of death.

This breath is not unfamiliar to him, and even very familiar, because he has experienced it countless times.

(End of chapter)