The departure of the King of Freedom shocked Wu Zihao, he didn't expect that he would meet a powerful person in the fairy world, maybe he was not at the peak in front of him, or maybe he was also injured, just like the cliff prison, this place of exile is definitely not a simple place, and he Wu Zihao is just a chess piece in the eyes of the King of Freedom.

Entering the fairy world, what a beautiful word, but Wu Zihao just had a flustered feeling, how can the fairy world be so easy to enter, I am afraid that once you enter, it will not be easy to leave.

Fortunately, this King of Freedom gave Wu Zihao a lot of time, as short as ten years, as long as a hundred years, if there is no earth-shattering reversal in these decades, he Wu Zihao will eventually become a pawn for others.

Glancing back at the huge pothole over there, Wu Zihao still walked in.

In the huge pit, a blood-colored water vapor was filled, and in the pit with a diameter of hundreds of zhang, it was impossible to see what existed in it, but there was a faint sense of danger.

Carefully took two steps forward, stretched out his hand, and a whirlwind had been born, rolling towards the pit, but the blood-colored water vapor was too big, even if it was blown away by magic, it was only for a moment, the only difference was that the wind was not small, and it was blowing straight towards the center of the pit.

Although it was only a momentary gap, the passage blown out by the whirlwind was filled by blood-colored mist again, but Wu Zihao still saw the things in the mist, and his heart twitched violently for no reason, a spike, a giant spike that was tens of hundreds of zhang long.

The blood-colored mist here actually escaped from this spike, and under the bottomless crack was the root of the spike, which was like a strange-shaped weapon, the head was very sharp, but the lower part gradually began to become smooth, but it looked like an inverted awl.

The awl oozing blood gives people a very subtle and strange aura, even if he hasn't touched it yet, Wu Zihao can clearly feel the existence of countless remnant souls on the awl, unwilling, vicious, and endless pain and misery.

Without looking, Wu Zihao could guess that this giant awl was contaminated with the blood of many strong people, and he didn't know how many strong people died tragically on this awl, and even their remnant soul will was imprisoned and became an extremely vicious and cruel weapon.

Once this awl is shot, I am afraid that the will of the remnant soul on the awl alone is enough to make the opponent's soul collapse, if it is measured by a monk, no one can stop it under the breaking path, even the master of the breaking period does not dare to direct its edge.

"Good baby!"

Wu Zihao was dumbfounded, this was a terrifying object that he had never seen before, this breath alone was enough to make people lose their minds, if they could get it in their hands, they would also have the power to fight against ordinary Dao Breaking Stage masters, I am afraid that even if they face a strong person at the level of a martial god, they may not be able to fight.

Wu Zihao was very excited, such a treasure is simply a godsend, if he gets it in his hand, it will be the strongest weapon, and it should be more than enough to go to the land of the gods in the next few days.

Looking at this huge pit, Wu Zihao didn't dare to step into half a step without permission, the blood mist here was very powerful, and he didn't know anything powerful hidden in the bottomless pit.

After pondering for a moment, Wu Zihao simply sat cross-legged, and at the same time released dozens of prohibitions one after another towards the entrance that came in, this prohibition has reached an extremely terrifying level, if anyone touches it, it is estimated that it will be blown into slag by the golden thunder at the first time.

Countless prohibitions were completed, Wu Zihao relaxed a little, no one can enter this cave, and now it has become the best place to practice, whether it is the abundance of spiritual power, or an inexplicable sense of calm, it is very suitable for cultivation.

It's just that Wu Zihao's purpose is not only to practice, but more importantly, the huge awl, which is what he wants to get.

Although I don't know why the King of Freedom didn't take this awl away, since the other party didn't take it away, then such an opportunity should not be missed, with this awl, Wu Zihao can at least run rampant on the Ten Directions Continent.

In the face of this mixed and huge blood mist, Wu Zihao did not hesitate to release the God Devouring Curse, this time he released this kind of spell with all his strength, and in an instant, a huge and incomparably large head appeared in the air, this head was only pale white bones, and the rest could not see any flesh and blood, although it was just a huge phantom, but from that phantom it still released an infinite cruel aura.

Swallow!

Pointing towards the blood mist, the huge head suddenly swallowed like a whale, and in this thousand-foot cave, a violent wind was immediately triggered, and the thick blood mist was immediately pulled and turned into a torrent, which continued to merge into the huge white bone skull.

It lasted for a long time, and Wu Zihao's shocking discovery seemed that the blood mist here had not decreased at all, and it was still filling the entire giant pit.

After calming down the somewhat shocked mood, Wu Zihao hurriedly refined the qi and blood in the white bone skull, and this process lasted for a whole day.

Cycle after cycle, day after day, Wu Zihao couldn't feel the passage of time here at all, and this refining was enough to stay for nearly a month.

When Wu Zihao opened his eyes again, the blood mist in the huge pit in front of him finally basically dissipated, and he could peek into the complete appearance of the long cone.

Although the blood mist had been absorbed, there was still a thin layer of blood attached to the awl, as if it had life itself.

Walking down the pit slowly, Wu Zihao has also improved rapidly in this month's refining, just in terms of physical body, he has definitely returned to the peak state of the fire side back then, at this moment, he has never felt the power of his physical body, as if he has been able to punch through this earth.

Qi and blood are born together, this qi and blood are very vigorous, and it drives the nourishment of qi, and the qi veins that are attached to the two bloodlines that have been opened have also been strengthened countless times, and the tenacity is very, and the spiritual power flows in it, which makes people have an indescribable battle**.

The distance of three or five zhang made Wu Zihao have an illusion of thousands of miles, forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and raised his hand to touch the huge awl, Wu Zihao, who was already proud, was startled by the dozens of remnant ghosts that suddenly appeared in front of him.

As soon as his feet moved, he had already appeared more than ten feet away, and the group of hideous and terrible remnant souls still rushed towards Wu Zihao, as if he wanted to pull his soul into the long cone.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Wu Zihao showed a cruel smile, these remnant souls are not strong, these few killed in front of him are just the cultivation of the peep Dao period, and such a level dares to rob his divine soul, it is simply looking for death.

Fire Armor!

Wu Zihao didn't make much action, but immediately summoned the white fire armor in the body of the Thunder Yuan Infant, and in an instant, the temperature in this cave rose sharply, and a blazing wave of fire was formed outside the fire armor.

This fire armor made of white fire and countless rare talents, many of the materials are ingredients that have great restraint damage to the divine soul, and Wu Zihao didn't pay much attention to these at the time, just to attract the flames away, but all the materials in the bag were thrown into the sea of fire, which is why there is the current white fire battle armor.

The already blazing flames are not comparable to ordinary flames at all, as soon as the servant appeared, he directly burned the nearest dozens of remnant souls, and in just a few breaths, there was no more left, and even the last bit of remnant souls disappeared.

The appearance of this fire armor immediately caused the countless remnant souls on the awl to resent, and it was as black as ink, lingering on the long cone, like an ancient magic weapon from the Nine Hells, and it was monstrous.

On the long cone, I don't know how many remnant soul wills exist, and they let out a piercing magic voice wailing, and even Wu Zihao has an uncomfortable depression that seems to have been hypnotized.

Demon weapon, this long cone is indeed a magic weapon, I don't know how many creatures were hunted, so the will of the remnant souls of these creatures was imprisoned in it, and such a demonic nature was born.

Thinking of this demonic nature, it made Wu Zihao think of white hair, if she was here, maybe such a magic weapon would be something she dared to be interested in.

Among these remnant soul wills, there are some extremely powerful existences, and in a short length of dozens of zhang, there are at least hundreds of extremely powerful remnant soul wills, many of which are even stronger than Wu Zihao.

"This, body, I want it!"

Just as Wu Zihao was looking at the remnant soul on the long cone, an extremely dry and suppressed voice sounded in his sea of consciousness.

Wu Zihao frowned, looked at the long cone carefully, but did not find the slightest situation, and immediately opened the eye of breaking the spell, and the purple flame rose straight from the eye, under this pupil, all magic obstacles are phantoms.

At the moment of breaking the law, Wu Zihao finally saw a little bit of the situation on the long cone, and he couldn't help but be shocked, a powerful and hideous remnant soul image stood still in mid-air, his eyes were fierce and arrogant and brutal.

"Boy, you are in good health, use it by the deity, the deity allows you to be powerful in a lifetime, and all the worlds of all directions can choose one place for you, what do you think?"

This remnant soul is not small, it can promise all the worlds, the powerful is second, and the one who can know the worlds of all directions is definitely not an ordinary little monk, I am afraid that this remnant soul also has a great background, otherwise how could he open such a mouth.

Wu Zihao said coldly, these guys seem to be very powerful, and they were indeed the existence of a hegemon, but now they are just some people who are barely breathing, relying on some of their own secret skills, they did not die on the battlefield countless years ago, and after being silent for countless years, they want to use this weak remnant soul to regain their demeanor to the west, which is simply a fool's dream.

In the face of these countless powerful remnant souls, Wu Zihao was not timid at all, he just curled the corners of his mouth and said with a very playful smile: "I don't know what Your Excellency is called, and which realm is the prince?"