"I don't know too much, maybe it's because Zhou Tian isn't too deep in this aspect of the divine soul. ”

Burning the lamp perfunctory two sentences, only he knows what the principle of Lu Pressure's magic power is, and the burning lamp is not even clear about the principle, how can it be possible to find out the problem.

Lu Quan frowned, obviously not very satisfied with the answer of the lantern meeting, no matter how much the quasi-saint did not pay attention to the cultivation of the divine soul, but where the realm was, his own power was enough to resist most of the curse killing skills.

"In that case, we have no choice but to move on. ”

There is no way to land pressure, everything is going very smoothly now, it is not stuck in a certain link, everything is going according to plan, he just can't find it if he wants to solve the problem, because there is no problem at all.

The straw man who transformed into the appearance of Zhou Tian was suspended in mid-air, his eyes were closed, and Lu Jian took out another feather arrow, which was extremely black and cold as ice, but the strange thing was that there was some mottled golden blood on it, but it exuded a blazing aura.

Instead of neutralizing the cold and the blazing heat, they were distinct, and the nearby space was filled with both auraes.

There is a monstrous resentment on it, although it is far less than the resentment above the straw man, but it is also rare.

When Randen saw this arrow, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, this is... Hou Yi shot the feather arrow of the day.

He felt the residual golden crow aura very clearly, and in ancient times, he had also been in contact with those two demon emperors, so he could detect it.

In the camp of the Shang Dynasty, Zhou Tian endured the feeling of dizziness coming from his soul, and he was in a hurry, it was so uncomfortable that he couldn't help but wipe his neck.

"Zhou Tian, Zhao Daoyou, he..."

Wen Zhong came in from outside, he had just learned that Zhao Gongming had arrived, and was about to come to discuss with Zhou Tian how to arrange him, and as soon as he came in, he saw Zhou Tian covering his head and looking constipated.

"Zhou Tian, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Zhong's attitude towards him has been much weirder since he knew that Zhou Tian was a quasi-saint, although he didn't make all kinds of sarcasm about him, but he didn't rush to lick him.

But now that Zhou Tian is obviously in trouble, he can't help but not care, after all, Zhou Tian's combat power is still very important to the Shang Dynasty.

"It's just being yin. ”

Zhou Tian didn't hide anything and said.

"You are a quasi-saint, how can you be easily manipulated. ”

Wen Zhong was stunned and said, yesterday Zhou Tian was still dominant, and the big battle was lit, but today it has become a picture of death, and it is too fast.

"It's not easy to come, and he's also a powerful quasi-saint, and he has his own unique views on the aspect of curse killing. ”

Zhou Tian didn't say Lu Quan's name, because Wen Zhong didn't know this name.

Wen Zhong heard that a sense of powerlessness surged in his heart, why did a quasi-saint suddenly appear, the only quasi-saint who expounded the religion was to burn the lamp himself, this is known to everyone, so who sent this quasi-saint who suddenly appeared?

How many forces wanted to put the Shang Dynasty to death?

Wen Zhong's face was gloomy, and he looked at Zhou Tiancai, who was covering his head, and suddenly remembered that the master in front of him was still being tricked.

"Is there any way you can crack the tricks on your body?"

Wen Zhong asked, it was not that he was reluctant to give up Zhou Tian, but that Zhou Tian's combat power was currently very important to the Shang Dynasty.

"There's no way, I'm not very proficient in this area. ”

Zhou Tian shook his head, who has studied this thing, he is not afraid of this thing, it can be resurrected anyway.

"So what do you do now?"

Wen Zhong frowned, he couldn't crack it, so he couldn't wait for death now.

"Wait for death. ”

Zhou Tian replied as a matter of course, he was indeed waiting for death, but he could be resurrected after he died.

“......”

Wen Zhong was speechless for a while, but seeing that Zhou Tian didn't mean to joke at all, he had some mixed feelings in his heart.

"Is there really nothing that can be done?"

Wen Zhong asked again.

"No more. ”

Zhou Tian shook his head, anxiously waiting, why didn't Lu Pressure TM pierce it, he was about to die.

There was a sudden silence in the tent, and Wen Zhong promised that he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.

"Master Wen, don't be sad, after I die, someone will take my place and lead the Shang Dynasty to stop the people who intercept the sect. ”

Zhou Tian looked at Wen Zhong's appearance and had the intention to tease him, so he said in a tone like a last word.

"Nuwa's matter is really ready to be sent, Wen Taishi should not be angry with me. ”

Zhou Tian explained with a smile on his pale face.

Wen Zhong's face changed several times, and finally sighed and said, "Wen Zhong understands, thank you to the national teacher for this period of time!"

He clasped his hands together and saluted Zhou Tian respectfully.

How could he not understand that at that time, at the point of the king of Zhou, several saints could only choose to die and break the net, but his attitude towards Zhou Tian was largely due to his unknown origin and purpose.

However, seeing that Zhou Tian was about to g, he also figured it out, no matter what Zhou Tian's purpose was, at least it had not been unfavorable to the Shang Dynasty until now, not to mention that there were so many enemies of the Shang Dynasty now, it was enough for Zhou Tian to stand on the side of the Shang Dynasty.

In Xiqi, Lu Jian took out the feather arrow, his expression was complicated, he rarely used this technique, and he only used it once or twice since he cultivated it, because every time he saw these things, he would think of it a lot.

However, he was quasi-holy, and his Dao heart was stable, so this look did not last long, and the feather arrow in his hand slowly shrank, and finally became the size of a needle, suspended above his fingertips.

Then he slowly pressed the needle-sized feather arrow into Zhou Tian's left arm.

Rumble!

The resentment erupted, and the feather seemed to have a chemical reaction with the straw man, and the resentment was detonated, and the arm of the straw man "Zhou Tian" completely turned black.

In the business, Zhou Tian's face changed suddenly, and his eyes almost bulged out.

"Ahh

There was a sharp pain in his left arm, like a bone being ground inch by inch, and beads of sweat dripped down.

"Lu Press, you will die!"

Zhou Tian gasped, his eyes were red, this method was too inferior, I didn't feel the means of the Holy Demon at all, and the magic power of Lu Jian was too painful.

Wen Zhong frowned, looking at Zhou Tian's painful appearance, his fists clenched tightly.

He hadn't heard of the name, but at this moment he kept it in his heart.

Zhou Tian's shouting alarmed many people, the first to arrive was Nezha, his residence was the closest to Zhou Tian's camp, and as soon as he entered, he saw Zhou Tian's extremely painful expression.

His little face turned pale, and he hurriedly went up to support Zhou Tian.