More than 300,000 miles to the northwest of the Wushen Palace, there is a city, called the West Wind Mouth.

The north and south sides of the city are high mountains and rivers, and the canyon is the only outlet. Therefore, the city wall of the west wind mouth is very high, and dealing with goblins is secondary, and blocking the wind is the first priority. The east of the city is lush and green, and the west of the city is a boundless desert, and the living soul is extinct.

As soon as it comes out of the west wind outlet, it is the land outside the territory, and at the other end of the desert is the blood domain, and from the blood domain to the south, there are the mountains of Tianji.

In a forest east of the city of Xifengkou, there was a young man in his twenties standing with his back to the city, his hands clasped to his chest, and a knife stuck in the ground in front of him. His face was calm, his eyes were cold, and he stared ahead.

In the distance, seven or eight people quickly rushed over, murderous.

When he saw it, he scolded angrily: "Stinky boy, don't run away! Damn, you ran out of 300,000 miles in one go, you really deserve to be the first coward of the Martial God Dao Domain!"

This person is Qingfeng, looking at the person who came, and said coldly: "The people of the Xuanwu clan are all the same stupid. Stop talking nonsense, come on!"

The man smiled arrogantly, "Haha, I'm in such a hurry to find death." Then suffer death!"

With a roar, the visitor rushed over. In mid-air, a black and green python suddenly appeared, churning around his body, staring at Qingfeng with a stunning cold light, and his stabbing soul was exposed, and he was a strong man in the period of seizure. His fist gradually turned black, as if covered with a layer of black skin, a faint fishy smell penetrated into his nostrils, and the ten-year experience of snake slaves made Qingfeng's hair stand on end, "Highly poisonous!"

Entering the pinnacle of the eye, Aomine has a deeper understanding of Thorn Text, especially the Assassin Text. This person's snake pattern, looking at the color of his fist, the stabbing power is also bound to be related to poison.

The poison of the assassination of a strong man in the Soul Snatching Period, he didn't dare to try it easily. As soon as he turned his hand, the mountain knife was already lying in his hand, not dodging or dodging, his eyes were certain, and he brushed a knife to "cut a knife on the top". The fist, colliding with the sharp mountain opening knife, was like iron and stone, and there was a ding.

The two retreated together.

Aomine's face was solemn and he lifted the knife. This is the first battle of his finishing phase, and it is also a trial battle that he deliberately seeks to obtain. He obviously knew that behind this person, there would be an endless pursuit, but with his back to the west wind, he had to give Shen Yuan a warning before leaving.

And the serpentine powerhouse in the period of seizure also took a deep breath, a little frightened. For a moment, he only felt that his soul was about to be taken off his body, and he was shocked into a cold sweat.

"It's weird!" he said secretly, unconsciously careful.

Seeing him wandering left and right, Aomine twisted the knife edge and rushed forward with a whoosh. In an instant, nearly a thousand afterimages densely surrounded a place within a radius of a hundred feet, and the serpentine powerhouse saw a flower in front of him, and he couldn't see anything clearly, and he couldn't help but gasp with a "hiss". Puff, puff, several muffled sounds of blades entering the flesh in succession, the afterimage disappeared, and the eye-catching dog legs beside the serpentine powerhouse had all fallen. to death, all with horror on their faces.

The serpentine powerhouse was even more frightened, and he asked himself that even if he took action in person, he would not be able to solve so many eye-catching powerhouses so neatly. At this time, he couldn't help but think of Shen Yuan's warning, "You must gather all your hands to ensure that nothing goes wrong!

At first, he was very disdainful, but now it seems that even Shen Yuan underestimated Qingfeng's strength.

Looking at the snake pattern that was already a little hesitant, Qingfeng carried the knife and slowly moved forward, like an awakened beast, pressing the shadow into people's hearts step by step.

Staring at Qingfeng's eyes, the serpentine powerhouse felt dizzy again, it was a convulsion of the soul.

As soon as his heart tightened, he felt even more weird, a finishing stage actually gave him a stronger pressure than the god period!

The head of the assassin soul snaked on his arm, the mouth of the snake was wide open, and the fist became a poisonous character, and the wind swept all the way, flying sand and stones. It's not enough, the soul stabbing snake's tail slapped the ground violently, and it was originally extremely quick to take another step, and its figure disappeared in an instant, turning into a black wind to kill!

Qingfeng walked faster and faster, and gradually ran up, alone, and without an afterimage, he mentioned Kaishan and shouted: "I will shake your strongest punch!"

Brush!

Powerful Thorn Soul Protector, but the opening of the mountain in Qingfeng's hand was like chopping melons and vegetables, and it didn't enter, splitting the Thorn Soul in an instant.

At this time, the serpentine powerhouse only felt that his soul had been split a crack, and his whole soul was in turmoil, with a headache and dizziness, and he could no longer see the opponent in front of him, let alone fight back.

In his stunned kung fu, Qingfeng "slashed up" against the back of his fist, hit the fist way, his body flashed, and the long-lost "stab" style in the knife was directly sent into the heart that had been wide open. With a pop, the snake pattern was already soft, and it rolled and fell out.

When he was dying, his soul was in disarray, and he was finally crushed to pieces.

Looking at the corpses everywhere, Qingfeng slowly retracted his knife. Now, ordinary powerhouses can't stop him!

After more than four years, the magic power of chasing souls has gradually become prominent, and that is the soul killer. Shocking the soul, splitting the soul, and even grinding the soul, the soul chasing guide endowed Aomine with powerful and strange magical powers. In the face of weak people, Aomine may even directly kill the soul with a single blow.

Fang Cai, the battle with the serpentine powerhouse, the magic power is incisive.

Ordinary attacks contain the effect of concussive souls, often making enemies dizzy and distracted. Especially in the face of the strong man's stabbing soul, the stabbing soul is the soul of Wen Xiu, which is the strongest point, but in the face of Qingfeng, it has become a weakness to break through.

In the secret realm, the weakest person around him also has the strength to cross the love period, so the effect of the eye-catching magic power is not great. But if you try it today, it is also very amazing to face a strong powerhouse of the first order.

Walking up to the corpse of the serpentine powerhouse in the Soul Snatching Period, Aomine looked at the tattoo on his left temple, frowning slightly. He had also seen this thing on Fu Fei's face.

Cut down, it is a basalt mark, abstract lines, but it seems to contain a three-dimensional world, and if you look closely, you can see the faint figure in it. Sure enough, they relied on this tracking. For a whole 300,000 miles, not a day has been lost!"

"It's just that it's not okay to send only a few three-legged cats! I don't know if they dare to come when I enter the blood domain!" Qingfeng muttered, faintly mocking.

However, this is indeed not Shen Yuan's original intention, it is really Qingfeng's growth rate is a bit terrifying, for a guy who started from a waste Qingfeng, he has entered the peak of the eye in twenty years, and he almost has the height of the eighth and ninth grades. Even if Shen Yuan is jealous, he is also contemptuous, and this gesture makes his subordinates see it, and he can't pay attention to it even more.

Today's Qingfeng, don't say that the powerhouses of the Soul Snatching Period are coming in turns, even if the four Soul Snatching Period powerhouses come together, he may not have the strength to fight back.

His real opponent is already the Tianjiao of various sects.

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In the woods outside the mouth of the west wind, dozens of strong people gathered here.

The Xuanwu disciples who died in the wilderness have been placed in a row, looking at the wounds that penetrate one after another, no one does not understand that this is a slaughter with uneven strength.

"Who is it? who actually provoked my Xuanwu clan!"

"Fang Cai, the one of the soul seals, stay here. ”

"You mean...... No. How can a little waste green have such strength!"

"But here, there's no one else!"

After a long pause, someone continued: "Hey~ Let's enter the city first, wait for the young master's order! Look at the location, he has already gone to the blood domain!"

......

Passing through the west wind and entering the desert, there is already endless wind and sand.

This place is close to the blood domain, and the folk customs are also extremely fierce, but Qingfeng has shown his strength slightly, and those guys in the city have been polite and sent this killer out of the city.

In the desert, there are still many indigenous tribes, but they are very difficult to find. At this time, Qingfeng went all the way to the blood domain, which was even rarer.

Seven days later, he had crossed tens of thousands of miles of desert and reached the edge of the Blood Domain. In front of me, there was a red earth and sky, and one after another strong volcanoes raised the temperature to a very uncomfortable level. The first time I saw it, Aomine's eyes were full of surprise, those volcanoes, and even some were still spewing smoke.

"What a weird place!" Aomine's eyes lit up and said interestingly: "Blood Domain, I'm here!"