Eight Heavenly Masters, even if it is the strongest rice country in the world today, I am afraid that it will be destroyed in an instant, and there is not even a scum left.

Yan Zhenren didn't believe that such a terrifying force would actually fail. But he forgot about this power, but in an instant, he lost the remaining seven Heavenly Masters.

"Soul Storm!" Another roar. Same pose, same scene. My right fist struck the ground beneath my feet again.

The space was muddy in an instant. The faces of the remaining eight Heavenly Masters turned pale again. Looking at the young man in front of him in disbelief, he had been the prey of himself. At this moment, they probably regret that they shouldn't have waded into this troubled water!

The Soul Eater Sword, once again quickly swallowed. In the realm of souls, I am the one in control, plus the impact of the soul storm on the soul. I was almost invincible. Unfortunately, this time there was not the same result as before. After all, it is a seven-rank heavenly master, and each of them is not easy to get along with.

Despite this, in an instant, I slashed the three Heavenly Masters again. Even the femme fatale did not escape this attack. At this time, only Yan Zhenren was left on the field, a beggar blocking the road, and two old men dressed like old farmers.

These two people came as a surprise to me. When the Soul Eater Sword attacked, the two old men actually changed their positions in an instant, and the Soul Eater Sword also failed without any suspense.

Not far behind him, Wang Fengfeng had long been stunned, and at this time, the ambition of what Mount Tai collapsed in front of and drank alone had long been left behind. At this time, Wang Xian wanted to treat himself as air, so he thought: "You can't see me, you can't see me!" ”

Of course, in the realm of my soul, unless I die, the king will never encounter danger. But these are not absolute. If the remaining four people choose to blow themselves up, let alone worship the king, even this mountain peak will probably be razed to the ground in an instant.

"Ni Ge, you are actually also in the seven-rank realm, we recognize your strength, now we won't come to you again after we leave?" Yan Zhenren was the first to react, and slowly retreated as he spoke.

As for my strength, Yan Zhenren really didn't see the depth. To say this is just to find a step for yourself. This stop is nothing short of a massacre. The Venerable One is like an ant, and the Seven Qualities are like a lamb to the slaughter. How to fight, it's better to slip away early.

The beggar blocking the road was also very embarrassed, and at the critical moment, the beggar blocked the snake and scorpion in front of him, so that he could avoid the deadly black afterimage. I don't even know what kind of weapon the other side is.

The beggar had long lost his fighting spirit, and he wanted to turn around and leave like Yan Zhenren, but the beggar didn't do it, because the beggar felt fear, it was a fear of death, and the beggar believed that as long as he turned around, the black afterimage that killed him would pick up his head in the air as soon as possible.

So the beggar did what he had been accustomed to all his life, and he fell to his knees with his legs weak, and buried his head deep in the ground. Apparently, the beggar surrendered.

What is surprising is that the two old men dressed as peasants, after looking at each other, actually knelt down and maintained the same posture as beggars.

"You soft bones have simply disgraced the face of the Heavenly Master!" Yan Zhenren's face became flushed, and he scolded angrily.

"You have a lot of backbone!" I looked at Yan Zhenren playfully and said.

"Humph!" Yan Zhenren snorted coldly, looking like he was sworn to death, but his legs fell directly to the ground on his knees.

That face turned into a morning breeze in an instant, with a flattering look: "Penglai Immortal Pavilion, Yan Pavilion see the Lord." Lord, my admiration for you is like a surging river, majestic and turbulent, and out of control. The Lord has been for thousands of years, and it has been beautiful for thousands of years. ”

Forehead! I suddenly had a black line, for the changes in front of me, I was really unexpected, try to ask whose face can be in an instant, there is sadness, regret, pity, disdain, to flattery without a sluggish feeling. Compared with his thoughts, Huaxia's first-line actors are simply laymen. What is a powerful faction!

The Soul Devouring Sword in his hand was driving around Yan Zhenren's neck, but at this time, it looked as ridiculous as a child playing a game.

"Lord, my Yan Pavilion must be loyal to you, but I can make an oath to the Heavenly Dao, if my Yan Pavilion has two hearts, I will definitely attract the curse of Heaven so that I can't step on the Immortal Dao in this life." Seeing that I didn't remove the Soul Devouring Sword, Yan Ge hurriedly swore with one hand.

"Master, don't be deceived by this villain. In the era of the end of the law, it is still the ultimate to be able to reach the eight-rank great sage, and it is impossible to reach the nine-rank earth immortal. Yan Ge's oath was of no avail. ”

What I didn't expect was that the beggar suddenly reminded me at this time.

I frowned, but the Soul Devouring Sword in my hand stabbed out without the slightest hesitation.

"Ahh Why? Yan Zhenren didn't believe that he would have such an ending at this moment, and he did make some careful thinking about it, but it was not enough, and he didn't ask if he didn't ask.

Yan Zhenren's eyes gradually dissipated, and a ball of purple aura and the White Soul Devouring Sword forcibly pulled out. On the surface of the Soul Devouring Sword, he continued to struggle, and faintly he could see Yan Zhenren's similar face shouting in fear.

"Because you're dishonest!" I said lightly. For this Yan Ge, even if I surrender to me, I guess I won't be able to sleep well.

Seeing this, the beggar simply buried his head again. The two old peasants trembled even more, carefully looking at the Soul Eater Sword in me.

"You are subject to me, how can I trust that you will not betray?" Turning around, I looked at the three people in front of me with cold eyes, but my heart struggled.

These three are seven-rank heavenly masters! It is the top power in the world. The three Heavenly Masters made a move, and it was the energy that destroyed the heavens and the earth. Facing a small country is also a matter of vanishing in a flash. It's a pity to kill. But if you can't control it, it's a hidden danger from time to time at any time.

The two old peasants glanced at each other, gritted their teeth, and each reached out to scratch his forehead, and a wound suddenly appeared. Then, with trembling hands, stained with his own blood, he drew a pentagram on his forehead.

The beggar also struggled when he saw the performance of the two men, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and opened a wound on his forehead in the same way as the two old men. and painted a plum blossom with his own blood.

It was beyond my expectation that these three people would do this, I didn't expect that the dignified Seven-Rank Heavenly Master would even be willing to take out the master-servant contract in order to survive. Ask yourself, if you are in their position, I am afraid that the path you choose will only be death.

Actually, I think too much. Although the Nine Yin Physique has brought me endless troubles, on the way to cultivation, as long as the conditions are right, there is no disadvantage of lack of spiritual power. In contrast, the speed of cultivation is naturally a thousand miles a day.

And those monks, who are in the world of the end of the law, can only collect spiritual power bit by bit. If you want to skip the next grade, it is even more difficult than climbing to the sky. This also has the saying that there are nine products of Xuanshi, one product and one heavy heaven.

Under such conditions, one can imagine how difficult it will be for every Xuan cultivator to ascend to the Seven Rank Realm. For this reason, the major metaphysical cultivation sects have shown their own magical powers. Of course, many of these supernatural powers can't be put on the table. The most common way to do this is the furnace ding.

It can be said that those who have a background in the metaphysical cultivators have a wide range of disciples. When his disciples and grandchildren are successful, they are plundering the spiritual power in their bodies to quickly improve their realm. And those who have no background can only rely on constant fighting to plunder each other's spiritual power. The beggar is the representative of the latter.

I bit my middle finger and three drops of blood popped out. The wound that entered the forehead formation of the three people flashed and disappeared. A moment later, I had three more blood-colored threads looming in my consciousness.

The eyes of the three of them were dilated for a while, and after a while, their eyes recovered, but there was a little more indescribable awe.

"Master!" The three of them stood in a row and shouted very respectfully.

I walked back to the table, sat down again, and patted the king next to me, who was still in a daze: "Old Wang•••••••••"

Bang dang! Wang Xianfeng's legs went limp, and he looked at me as if he were looking at a monster, and fell to the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked, puzzled. I thought in my heart, this old king will not be hurt by the aftermath!

Wang Xianfeng shuddered, and then he came to his senses a little, looked at the empty mountain peak, and asked as if in a dream, "What about people?" You won't kill them all! Dozens of Venerables, sixteen Heavenly Masters in this matter! ”

"Only thirteen Heavenly Masters were killed." I added.

"Ahh Once again, the king stood still.

I frowned slightly, wondering in my heart how I could say that it was also the middle of the seventh grade, coupled with the blessing of the soul realm, and the help of the Heavenly Demon Bead, is it strange to have such a result? As for the king offering, I plan to let him continue to be in a daze, and my eyes fall on the three Heavenly Master servants I have just received.

"Tell me about yourself. What is your name, beggar? "I'm curious about the end of this beggar. Looking at the age of fifteen or sixteen years old, he looks handsome, but he likes to make himself sloppy.

"Master, my original name is Huang Tao. It is the outcast of Changbai Mountain and Changchun Pavilion. In order to protect yourself, dress yourself up as a beggar and beg along the road. When I met a cultivator, I killed it, and it wasn't until ten years ago that I snatched the spiritual power of Chongzhen and Luoxia Zhenren in Penglai, and then I jumped to the early stage of the seventh grade, but unfortunately I didn't make an inch of progress over the years. Beggar Huang Tao said.

I really didn't know what the Changchun Pavilion was and I wasn't interested, so I turned my eyes to the two old men next to me. These two people have rarely spoken, but they act very decisively and ruthlessly. Will a person who can sign a master-servant contract without hesitation in order to survive be a simple person?

"Back to the master, I'm not going to do it on the South China Sea Snake Island." One of the old men with a thin face said respectfully.

"Back to the master, I am the right person of the South China Sea Snake Island." Another old man with a black mole the size of a date on his face said.