"Fight with me, you're still a little tender!"

Peng Jialiang laughed, strode to Shan Thirteen, and for the sake of prudence, he even ordered the silver corpse to give Shan Thirteen a heavy kick.

Click......

The foot fell to pieces, and a large piece of Shan Thirteen's chest collapsed visibly to the naked eye, and under such a heavy blow, it was completely confirmed that Shan Thirteen had no power to fight back.

Peng Jialiang rummaged through every corner of Shan Shisan's clothes at this time, and found no gain, even looking carefully around the warehouse.

"Still playing with me?"

Peng Jialiang smiled gloomily, Shan Thirteen is really too tender, others don't know if they hide it, but don't forget which one here doesn't know how to refine the corpse, and you can completely read the memory fragment of the corpse, especially the memory fragment at the last moment.

casually carried a set of complex mystical gestures, and in a moment, a black ghost light overflowed from Peng Jialiang's eyebrows, and disappeared on Shan Thirteen's head in a flash.

With the entry of the black glow, Shan Thirteen couldn't help but twitch all over his body, as if he was suffering a great pain, but his body was like an old monk who was in a trance, and he couldn't move a single inch at all.

Peng Jialiang's eyes lit up, as if he had found some treasure, his eyes showed a blur, a little intoxicated, and then his whole consciousness flashed, and he entered a vast misty world.

"Such a vast sea of souls is the body of an innate soul!"

Peng Jialiang was a little surprised and secretly said, although the corpse bead is good, but compared to the sea of souls of Mountain Thirteen, it is simply not as good as garbage, such a grade of soul, isn't it specially prepared for himself.

"What is the tenth corpse, as long as this corpse is refined into a life refining corpse, the dignity of the corpse king is just around the corner!" Peng Jialiang was dreaming, but unexpectedly, the soul thought that merged into the black glow suddenly disappeared.

"Who is so bold as to devour my soul?"

At this time, Peng Jialiang thought that others had also discovered the secret of the Sea of Souls, and he didn't notice that in the depths of the Sea of Souls, a white flame was slowly approaching him.

"Come out, come out for Lao Tzu!"

The speed in the sea of souls is by no means a limitation in reality, as long as there is enough soul power, even spatial teleportation is fine.

It was a sudden attack that answered Peng Jialiang, this attack was so powerful that it was obviously beyond Peng Jialiang's expectations, cold, scorching, and furious, and under the mixture of several feelings, it diluted his soul power by a quarter.

"Who, who...... How could it be you?"

Peng Jialiang was extremely angry at first, he was actually attacked by someone, and then he was like a frightened little girl, making a sharp and piercing ghost scream.

"It's me, welcome to my home, although some are uninvited!"

The white soul fire flashed and flashed, outlining a phantom shadow of Mountain Thirteen, and at this moment, the smile on his face that had succeeded in his treacherous plan made Peng Jialiang's soul appear an exaggerated distortion.

"I regret not being at the beginning!"

The appearance of Shan Thirteen made Peng Jialiang realize that he had fallen into a trap, and he had jumped into the trap on his own initiative, and he had lost a quarter of his soul power in just one blow.

Escaping is Peng Jialiang's wisest move at this time, fighting in the sea of souls of Mountain Thirteen is undoubtedly joking with his own life.

It is a natural reaction for anyone to promote strengths and avoid weaknesses, and it is a pity that he did not look at the yellow calendar when he went out today, and when he met Shan Thirteen, his life was destined to come to a perfect end.

"Want to run, do I agree?"

As soon as the thirteen souls of the mountain moved, the ice light bone inflammation teleported in front of Peng Jialiang's eyes, ignoring the loss of his own soul power, and slammed it again.

This collision, Peng Jialiang seemed to be prepared, under the fluctuation of soul power, a black soul fire, spinning out like a top, as soon as it appeared, Shan Thirteen's perception was like arriving at the ancient battlefield, and there was a solemn atmosphere everywhere.

"It seems that luck is not in favor of oneself alone, this Peng Jialiang's soul fire is actually integrated with the killing aura!"

Shan Thirteen, who was born in a soldier, naturally knows what this is, it seems that Peng Jialiang has so much blood on his hands that he has gone deep into the sea of souls, and he belongs to the hopeless scum of cultivation, and his existence is the biggest disaster for the cultivation world.

"Boy, it's a big deal that Lao Tzu fights with you, haha!"

Peng Jialiang is not a good stubble, seeing that there is no hope of escaping, he naturally arose the idea of dying together, maybe he can kill a bloody way by putting him to death.

"Kill!"

With the change of Peng Jialiang's combat strategy, Shan Thirteen's original intention of gradually consuming the opponent's soul power could not be continued, in the final analysis, it was much inferior to the opponent in terms of soul power, not the gap in the level of soul power, but the kind of killing aura that was integrated, it was really too weird!

With each collision, Peng Jialiang's soul power dissipated a lot, but the killing aura became stronger and stronger, depending on the fact that it was born for battle, wouldn't this increase Peng Jialiang's arrogance!

"No, there must be a problem. ”

The more critical it is, the clearer Shan Thirteen's thinking becomes, if it is the other party's killer feature, it will be used long ago, and it will never be delayed until the moment of life and death!

"Soul Whip!"

Shan 13 immediately changed his strategy, no longer a hard fight, but a soul fire chain, a fighting move similar to the soul exercise, as for the name of "soul whipping", it was just a trick to intimidate the other party.

Sure enough, as soon as the soul fire chain came out, Peng Jialiang was a little surprised by the methods of Mountain Thirteen, and the killing aura became cautious, and around the black soul fire, he laid down one defense after another.

"Green pupils, peep!"

At this time, Shan Thirteen shouted, and the pupil that merged with the blue pupil beast flame into the soul fire slowly opened, and as soon as it opened, a cyan light bloomed in all directions, locking the killing qi.

Through the killing aura, Shan Thirteen saw its origin, and it was actually outside his own soul, apparently extracted by Peng Jialiang.

With the experience of extracting the soul power of the chelated corpse, Shan Thirteen quickly found the source of the killing qi, which was the silver corpse, which was trembling with convulsions just like his previous self at the moment.

"I see!"

Finding the cause of the problem, the thirteen souls of the mountain moved, and a small black bead appeared in the sky above the sea of souls, pure soul power, like a small sun, exuding a dazzling light.

"It's not fair, it's not fair, I'm surrendering!"

Peng Jialiang saw that Shan Thirteen's strange tricks were endless, especially the appearance of the soul beads, and knew that no matter how much he struggled, it would be useless, so he simply tied his hands.

A battle that was ready to fight to the end, unexpectedly came to a shocking reversal, Peng Jialiang's surrender has an extraordinary significance for Shan Thirteen, who has black eyes.

"Soul Curse!"

With a soft cry from Shan Thirteen, Peng Jialiang's soul fire was completely controlled by Shan Thirteen, and he even knew some amazing secrets, and said angrily: "You must destroy this place!"