"I hope you'll be able to keep your mouth up later!" Wen Qingyang chuckled, and a shining bell suddenly appeared from his side.

The bell floated beside him, about the size of a palm, and its whole body radiated a dazzling light.

Airplanes.

As soon as the bell body appeared, it trembled sharply, and Zhong Bo came out, and the soul power attack that was already close to Ling Zhi was like a sudden injection of power, the speed surged, and the power was doubled!

"Not good!" Sheng Peng and the others shouted, and their soul power hurriedly rushed out.

But Wen Qingyang's hand was obviously beyond their expectations, and the soul power of several people rushed over, and they were obviously a little behind, and it was impossible to catch up again.

No one thought that Wen Qingyang would use a Horcrux when dealing with a martial artist in the physical realm, or in other words, Sheng Peng They didn't expect that Wen Qingyang had just stepped out of the artistic conception and refined a Horcrux.

This is equivalent to a tiger killing a mouse, and the whole group has to be dispatched!

As the name suggests, the martial artists of the physical realm are used by the form soldiers, and the strong ones with artistic conception are all in the soul power, and naturally have their supporting weapons, which are called Horcruxes.

Horcruxes are divided into soul soldiers and soul armor, the former can increase the offensive intensity and speed of the warrior's soul power, etc., and the latter can protect the warrior's soul.

What is emerging next to Wen Qingyang now is his soul soldier!

As for the soul armor, it is a hundred times more precious than the soul soldier, and in the entire Xuanzhou, I am afraid there are not many things!

"Hmph. Ling Zhi looked at it coldly, he knew that he couldn't avoid the pursuit of the soul power of a strong artistic conception, but he was very calm.

Wen Qingyang's soul power directly broke through the barrier in front of him and rushed towards his body.

"This matter has nothing to do with the auction, you insult me Tianyuan Pavilion, and even more insult me, the strong martial artist is respected, it is this disrespect, I can kill you!" Wen Qingyang's cold voice came, and the killing intent was chilling.

As he said, in this world where the strong are respected, if he does this, it is possible to lay the foundation and majesty of Tianyuan Pavilion in Thunder City!

Everyone in the field quietly looked at the gap in box eight, because the box was above, and the gap was not large, so they couldn't see the scene inside, but the silence in it made them faintly understand.

This young man, I'm afraid he has fallen.

There is no strong person around to protect him, and he is still so rampant.

Wen Qingyang snorted disdainfully, "Even if this blow is my disrespectful punishment for you before, if there are still living people in that box, come over and hand over the spirit stone, and open the inheritance jade pendant in front of everyone." ”

"Don't worry, this discount, I Tianyuan Pavilion will still give it!"

"Really?"

"What if I'm still not satisfied with this discount?"

"You say, what should I do, Tianyuan Pavilion Master, Wen Qingyang!"

Ling Zhi's voice suddenly sounded from the gap, and after a few words, his voice was firm, without the slightest sign of soul injury.

"Eight-fold, if you agree, I will send the spirit stone, open the inheritance jade pendant in public, if you don't agree, then trouble you, take the inheritance jade pendant, and roll it for the master. What kind of bullshit Tianyuan Pavilion is going to hold an auction at this point?"

Every time Ling Zhi said a word, Wen Qingyang's expression became angry, and finally the bell beside him shook, and he was about to strike again.

"Full of nonsense, you really don't dare to kill you?"

"Oh, didn't you want to kill me before, but you didn't have enough strength to kill me. ”

"Are you weak, do you blame me?" Ling Zhi walked to the gap and appeared in front of everyone for the first time.

When he saw that it was such a young boy walking out, he thought that he had actually blocked Wen Qingyang's soul attack.

A horrified thought appeared in everyone's minds.

What kind of person is this young man, at such an age, with the physical realm to resist the two-percent soul power attack of the powerhouse of the first-level realm of the artistic conception, it seems that except for the people of that sect, there is no other sect that can do it, right?

It's just that even the genius disciples of that sect can barely reach this point at the ninth layer of the physical realm, right?

When he realized that Ling Zhi was really not injured at all, the killing intent on Wen Qingyang's body suddenly dissipated, and some terrifying looks suddenly flashed on his face.

Because to be able to do this, in the entire Xuanzhou, except for the Three Kings Palace, which almost never shows up, there is only one answer.

"Little brother, you hide my sister from me so hard, you are actually a member of that sect, aren't you bullying people. Dong Lianhan opened his mouth without taboos, and his voice upgraded from temptation to charm.

Only those who know her know that this is an interest in Ling Zhi, which has been raised to the extreme!

Ling Zhi's expression remained unchanged, when he first came into contact with the Sea of Divine Consciousness in the Heavenly Tower, he relied on a multicolored soul cultivation lotus to condense his soul body from nothing.

Then he got a few drops of the juice of the Colorful Soul Lotus, in the subsequent alchemy, the soul body became more and more condensed and powerful, Wen Qingyang just stepped into the artistic conception, the soul body had just condensed, if it was not for the elixir refined for him by Ram Ruibo, he would not even be able to send such an attack.

If you want to kill Ling Zhi with two percent of your soul power, it's a bit whimsical!

Even if he couldn't control the soul body resistance, such a soul power attack would not even be able to break through the protection of the colorful juice wrapped outside his soul body!

At the beginning, he was blunt to resist the head of the Jian family, and a four-layer soul power of artistic conception did not fall down in one blow!

Do you think I am a member of the Tianxin Sect? Ling Zhi sneered in his heart.

The Fallen Leaf Sect is the master of refining the body, and the Tianxin Sect is the main soul cultivator, and the set of soul power exercises that it has inherited, coupled with various advantages in the sect, has led to the soul power cultivation of its disciples in the sect, which has always been very powerful.

This is also the fundamental reason why the Tianxin Sect and the Fallen Leaf Sect have always been ranked in front of the four great families, because they have a heritage and a foundation.

And if the City Lord's Mansion and Haixiu Gate are the masters of Lei City, then in the entire western region of Xuanzhou, within this million-mile area, Tianxin Sect is a well-deserved overlord!

It was a hegemon-level force that could uproot these forces of the Sea Xiu Sect with a flip of hands.

Things have developed to this point, beyond everyone's expectations, and for a while, everyone looked at Ling Zhi's eyes, and a look of awe quietly emerged.

It is the awe of this force that dominates this region and goes beyond the historical records, and it is the awe that comes from the bones!

"Pavilion Master Wen, I'm standing here now, do you want to try again, try if you can kill me?" Ling Zhi naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to deny it, pull the tiger skin, and use it as a banner!

No matter how strong the Yuan family is, it has not yet reached the level of the four major families, and it is not at the same level as the Tianxin Sect, let alone the pavilion master of the Tianyuan Pavilion under the Yuan family.

"Xiaoyou, don't be angry, we agreed to this condition, do you think it's okay?" Ram Ruibo finally couldn't stand anymore, and walked from the backstage to the stage.

(End of chapter)