Zheng Shiyi stretched his waist, stood up from the ground, and blasted his fist at the surface of the lake, and the powerful palm wind passed against the lake, and where the palm wind passed, a layer of ice was formed that was wider than before. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Eight Desolation Steps were fully exerted, and after the strength of the Eight Desolation Steps increased greatly, the power skyrocketed, and he was a little uncomfortable, his upper body shook back, like a person stepping on the watermelon skin and almost slipping, this moment he was still on this side of the lake, and the next moment he arrived at the opposite shore of the lake, and slashed at the three people who were cultivating with a volley.

Although Peng Qiuye and the others were concentrating on cultivation, they still focused part of their attention on the island just in case.

Suddenly, a chill that was so cold that it made people's bones freeze instantly, rushed from the surface of the lake, and an unprecedented killing force immediately enveloped them.

Sure enough, the guy is here again, and faster than before!

This time, though, we weren't unprepared!

A strange light suddenly appeared on the faces of the three people, a kind of ecstasy and excitement of a hunter who had been waiting for his prey for several days and finally saw it.

These days, they have laid countless traps here, as long as this kid falls into the trap, his speed will not be able to be used at all, and then he will become a turtle in the urn, and they can only do it.

Almost at the same time, the mouths of the three of them moved slightly, and the pill that had been in their mouths was bitten by them, and a pure breath spread throughout their bodies, and the next moment, in front of them, the roaring three-headed war mastiff appeared again, but it was larger than before, and its appearance looked more ferocious.

"Mastiff's Roar!"

"Mastiff mania!"

"Mastiff's Kill!"

As the three of them spit out four words in their mouths, the surface of the huge war mastiff's body, a body of hair has turned red, and the claws dancing wildly are like lightning chains raging the sky in a raging storm.

Killing Battleground!

Zheng Shiyi looked at the returning war mastiff, and instantly opened the killing battle realm, and above the ground below, bursts of brown earth qi poured in, and in the sky, the sound of thunder rose throughout.

Die!

Zheng Shiyi urged the aura in his body to the limit, and the ink scale knife in his hand slashed across the sky.

Under the sword, the magic knife Wuji, the thunder knife breaking through the sky, the earth-shattering barbarian spirit palm, the thunder strike, and the shadowless knife were all fused, and the breath of the Xuanbing King Soul that had reached the king level spread out wildly.

A knife fell, it seemed to be an extraterrestrial galaxy hanging upside down, and the sword seemed to contain these countless stars, but the ink scale knife was not long, but it made people feel boundless.

In this knife, there seemed to be a thousand thunderbolts gathered, and the tyrannical thunder power seemed to completely envelop this side of time in an instant, and the electricity turned into a pile of coke.

Vaguely, this knife seemed to be another blade of death flying out of the abyss of hell, and the boundless terror spread around.

Under one move, it seems to be completely integrated with all things in the surrounding heaven and earth, and this move, as if everything in the world is going to turn into a pile of powder under this knife.

Lightning and thunder roared in the sky, and the wind howled!

The crisp sound of ice shattering echoed in the air, and the three-headed mastiff, which was once so large that it looked like a moving mountain, froze in mid-air like air ice.

With a slash, the two arms raised by the war mastiff snapped, and its head was hit hard, and there was a loud sound like a mountain explosion, and its huge body paused for a moment, and then fell down.

Behind the war mastiff, the bodies of Peng Qiuye and the three of them flew out upside down in an instant, especially Bi Wenxuan's arms and head exploded one after another like a war mastiff, obviously, the body of the war mastiff that had just been cut down was under his control.

On the side, Jing Wound seemed to have been struck by lightning, and after rolling on the ground a few times in convulsions, he passed out.

After Peng Qiuye spurted a mouthful of blood, he seemed to struggle to stand up, but his body was only halfway up, but he fell down again with a pop, looking up at the young man not far away, cold sweat on his forehead continued to drip down, it's over, this time it's completely over.

This young man could only flee in embarrassment under their combined attack technique before, but in just a few days, what a move hit them hard.

Those traps, now that I think about it, those traps are really ridiculous, such a terrifying opponent, are those traps useful?

I knew that today, when this kid broke through to the middle stage of the unity realm, he should have left.

"I didn't expect you to be quite tenacious. Zheng Shiyi slowly walked in front of Peng Qiuye, and raised the ink scale knife in his hand.

"Wait...... You can't kill me. Peng Qiuye looked at the young man who seemed to be about to kill him, and hurriedly shouted: "I am the prince's person, you can't kill me!"

The fear of dying made him ignore the sharp pain of the wound on his chest, and he said a paragraph in one breath, and after speaking, it seemed that because he was too weak, his body twitched again.

"Prince?" Zheng Shiyi made a movement in his hand, looking at the person in front of him with surprise, he was really unlucky this time, and he had met people from the royal family. But the prince's people may be able to ask for something.

Zheng Shiyi was slightly surprised at first, and then his face turned cold, and the ink scale knife in his hand had been pressed against the other party's neck, and he said coldly: "How can you prove that you didn't lie to me." Come up with evidence, otherwise a random person tells me that it is the prince's subordinates, so won't the whole world be the prince's subordinates?"

"I didn't...... Lie to you. Peng Qiuye's voice became a little trembling because of nervousness, and he looked at the person in front of him with a serious face.

"Oh, really? Tell me about his weaknesses. Zheng Shiyi still looked unbelieving on the surface, and pressed Peng Qiuye's neck with the ink scale knife.

"The prince's weakness is ......" Peng Qiuye seemed to be too weak, and after speaking, his voice became extremely quiet, and his eyes looked at Zheng Shiyi, as if he wanted Zheng Shiyi to get close to him, so that he could hear his voice.

"Since you don't want to say it, then die. Zheng Shiyi's eyes were cold, and the ink scale knife in his hand pressed down, instantly slashing across Peng Qiuye's neck.

"...... you" Peng Qiuye's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the opposite direction with an incredible face, as if he couldn't understand why the other party suddenly made a move.

"You're just trying to sneak up on me. Zheng Shiyi raised his leg and kicked lightly, kicking out Peng Qiuye's arm that was pressed under him, and then a crisp sound came out, revealing a sharp dagger.

"You're acting so fake, and the voice you used to speak can still make me hear clearly, but suddenly you can't do it? And when you speak, your shoulders also move, and you want to sneak up on me with this kind of trick?

Don't say you won't succeed, even if you do, you're still dead. It's a pity, you had a chance to live, but you didn't cherish it yourself. ”

Zheng Shiyi shook his head with regret, and then touched Peng Qiuye's body. Soon, he found some elixirs, exercises, and a piece of demon bone relics the size of the second one he had gotten.

It's a pity that this demon bone also contains extremely strong remnant soul power, Peng Qiuye and they didn't refine it, it is very likely that it is because of this.

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Suddenly, Xiaoxi, who had been silent, suddenly jumped in front of Zheng Shiyi, pulling Zheng Shiyi's clothes and walking towards the thorn wound, while fiddling with a posture that only he could understand.

"You're saying that guy isn't dead, he's just in a deep coma. In that case, you can easily get him to say anything we want to know?"

Zheng Shiyi watched Xiaoxi's gestures, his face showed excitement, and he quickly walked to the thorn that fell to the ground.

As a red light shot out of its eyes and entered the body of the thorn, the thorn wound, which had been lying on the ground without moving, woke up slowly, slowly sat up, and slowly opened a pair of eyes, but there was no trace of brilliance in the eyes.

"You're there, little one. Zheng Shiyi scratched Xiaoxi's head with his hand, turned his gaze to Jing Scar, and asked, "Tell me, what is the distribution of this tomb?"

The reason why he is in the current situation is precisely because he does not know about this place.

As soon as the words fell, Jing Wound slowly spoke, his speed of speech was very slow, but his voice was unusually clear, and there was no trace of human feelings in his voice: "There is a vast and boundless blood whirlpool in the west not far from here, it is an extremely terrifying and dangerous place, you can't get close......!

Thorn's voice remained in one tone at all times, without any ups and downs, and he spoke slowly, telling all the dangers he knew.

"What about the strength of the crown prince?"

Hearing the word "prince", Jing Shuang's body, which had not changed at all, suddenly trembled slightly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and even his voice trembled with a hint of trembling: "I don't know the specific strength of the prince." I just know that he has a twin martial soul that is different from ordinary people.

The reason why his martial soul is different from ordinary people is because twin martial souls are usually formed by two soul species. And the prince's twin martial souls are formed by a soul species. ”

He turned out to be the same as himself, a twin martial spirit!

Zheng Shiyi was surprised, and the words in his ears continued to come.

"His martial soul is called the Double-Headed Sea Swallowing Jiao Martial Soul. One of the martial souls is a poisonous martial soul, which is extremely poisonous. It is said that he was poisoned, and no one has ever been able to get rid of it. And the second martial soul, no one knows what kind of martial soul it is. It's just that I heard that this martial soul has a very powerful ability. ”

Speaking of this, Jing's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, the corners of his mouth continued to overflow, and his heart seemed to have been struck by lightning, rising and falling, but under the illusion, he didn't seem to notice anything, and still opened his mouth to speak.

"It can engulf the martial soul and take the characteristics of the engulfed martial soul as its own, but it does not mean that it will fuse the characteristics of any martial soul it gets, when it swallows the new martial soul and takes the characteristics of this martial soul as its own, it will overwrite the previous martial soul characteristics.

To put it simply, whatever martial soul characteristics it wants to have, it can achieve it by engulfing this martial soul. ”

"This is also terrible!" Zheng Shiyi's face changed greatly, if he wanted to become a martial soul, he could swallow no martial soul, which was much stronger than cultivating some soul-snatching techniques, after all, the success rate of snatching other people's martial souls by that method was too low.

What kind of martial soul is this?