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Ling Zhi took a step forward, looked at the Evil Corpse Ancestor and asked loudly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Huh?" Old Ancestor's expression froze, as if he didn't realize what was going on.

"If you're done, shouldn't you hear what I have to say?"

"Say!"

The Evil Corpse Ancestor forced his anger down, but the flames in his eyes burned more and more, as if he wanted to eat people, "Don't try to fool around, Ancestor, my temper is limited, you don't have a second chance......"

"!!"

"What? What did you say?"

Ling Zhi raised a finger and pointed it to his lips, "Look at my mouth, I said,-you-mom!!!"

"Ah!!! I'm going to turn you to ashes !!"

The Evil Corpse Ancestor was furious, Sen Ran's anger seeped out from every pore, and in an instant, what extracted the living soul, what the Golden Origin Pearl, and even the oath that he wanted to suppress Ling Zhi's blood pool and never be reborn. In addition to killing intent, he still has killing intent in his heart.

The terrifying and majestic momentum overwhelmingly crushed down, and a "bloody hand" containing endless vitality power swung straight out, because he hated Ling Zhi'er's hatefulness, he didn't even bother to sacrifice the big hand of vitality, but slapped it on the head with the condensed "meat palm".

In other words, only by crushing this ant with his own hands and daring to desecrate the garbage of the Holy Ancestor Mother can he eliminate the hatred in his heart.

However, at this moment, the face of the Evil Corpse Ancestor changed suddenly, as if he had suddenly seen the real Yama King Powerful Ghost, and his entire huge face became distorted and twitched.

An oil lamp!

Ordinary, I can't see anything unusual, and even the position of the lamp body is covered with layers of green copper rust. But for no reason, the Evil Corpse Ancestor just knew that if Ling Zhizhen launched an unknown attack with an oil lamp, even if he was a cultivator of the Ghost King Realm, he would end up with death.

The pupils shrank suddenly, the heart tightened, and the body that was easily condensed and formed was even more violent, just staring at the oil lamp in Ling Zhi's hand for half a breath, and the evil corpse ancestor slowly spit out two words, "Emperor Soldier ......"

"Die!"

Ling Zhi suddenly spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and the power of the nine hundred and ninety-nine dragon elephants in his body frantically poured towards the oil lamp like a big river.

Nine turns of the deadly lamp!

This is said to be a powerful divine weapon from a Martial Emperor-level giant. Since the Che Zi gave it to him, Ling Zhi has only used it once.

That time, because he first arrived in Yujing City, he was surrounded and retaliated by the vengeful masters of the Shi family, and when the maid Ji Xiaoting was almost destroyed, Ling Zhi had to choose to sacrifice the oil lamp.

At that time, Ling Zhi's cultivation was low, and he first entered the Xuanwu Realm, but when this magic lamp was sacrificed, the great master of the Shi family's Diwu Realm was also easily crushed to death.

It is said that such a useful magic weapon of the gods, Ling Zhi has also encountered many crises later, and it should be used frequently.

But only he knows. Although the imperial soldiers are strong, if you don't have a cultivation realm that matches them, you will have to pay a price for using them.

The most intuitive reason is that when the Nine Turns Death Lamp is sacrificed, not only will the vitality of his whole body be absorbed cleanly, but even his essence and blood will be damaged.

It was also after that time that Ling Zhi secretly decided that before he achieved success, at least before he reached the Heavenly Martial Realm, the Nine Turns Killing Lamp would not be used lightly.

But plans never change fast.

Today, facing the Ghost King and Evil Corpse Ancestor, apart from sacrificing this magic lamp, Ling Zhi couldn't think of any other means to escape and ascend to heaven.

But he also held on.

Today's Ling Zhi is no longer comparable to the Ling Zhi of the past, and his cultivation of the power of the nine hundred and ninety-nine dragon elephants is even more than dozens or hundreds of times higher than that of himself at that time.

However, what I never expected was that when I swung the magic lamp again, the power of my strong vitality was still sucked clean, and it seemed that the changes in the past few months were simply insignificant progress for the magic lamp.

With a "poof", a small black flame instantly ignited at the wick.

A sense of endless weakness struck, Ling Zhi's face became more and more pale, and even the arm holding the oil lamp was trembling slightly, but fortunately, in this situation where the oil lamp was almost exhausted, he finally saw a trace of panic on the face of the ancestor.

No, not a trace, but a fear that is so thick that it can't be dissolved.

"Stop, stop, I have a big secret to tell you, as long as you promise to take back the magic lamp, the ancestor can protect you for the rest ......of your life."

"Die!"

What a bullshit secret, Ling Zhi is not an idiot, he didn't wait for the ancestor's words to fall, and waved the hand holding the oil lamp straight forward.

The sky above the scarlet square suddenly flourished. The small black flame was urged by the power of the master's nearly thousand dragon elephants, and suddenly jumped up hundreds of zhang high, like a Shura demon that broke out of hell, opening its bloody mouth and swallowing it towards the evil corpse ancestor.

"Little brute, I want to die with you......"

The Evil Corpse Ancestor's expression changed drastically, and his words turned into powerful sound waves piercing through, smashing straight into Ling Zhi's chest. At the same time, a red blood light suddenly appeared from his huge blood-colored body, which had become blurry and dim in the blink of an eye.

Even those Tianwu Realm garbage ants have the means to save their lives and escape, how could the evil corpse ancestor of his dignified Ghost King Realm have no means?

Once the Blood Escape Law was sacrificed, the body of the Evil Corpse Ancestor dissipated quickly almost at a speed that was beyond the blink of an eye, "Go! You must go, no matter what, let's avoid this catastrophe first!"

After this catastrophe, not only the life of the little beast is his, including the Golden Origin Pearl, but also the unknown powerful technique, and even the Nine Turns Death-Killing Emperor Lamp in his hand is his own.

Just when his heart was on fire, a huge and irresistible suction came from his back, and darkness overwhelmed everything.

The powerful old monster of the Ghost King Realm didn't even have half a minute to breathe, and was directly moved upside down by the black brilliance, and in the process, his huge body formed by a wisp of essence condensed quickly melted and shrunk at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was like cold ice meeting boiling oil, and after a few breaths, the black brilliance in the space was completely gone, and the entire person of the Ghost King Evil Corpse Ancestor disappeared without a trace with this black brilliance, and there was not even a bit of bone residue left, as if it had never appeared.

Poof!

Ling Zhi spewed out a mouthful of blood arrows, and couldn't help but weaken his knees, so he knelt down on the ground.

The ghost king is the ghost king after all, even if it is just a wisp of spirit, it is indeed not something that the current Ling Zhi can deal with.

Just under that circumstance, the other party could also launch a powerful sonic bombardment to hit his heart, if it wasn't for the critical situation, the ghost king's spirit didn't even take out one ten-thousandth of his usual strength, just that moment, Ling Zhi would have to turn into powder.

"Careless, really careless!"

Holding his hands on the ground and gasping for breath for a while, Ling Zhi wiped the beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, thinking of the scene just now, he couldn't help but feel cold on his back.

At this moment, Ling Zhi is almost exhausted, and the power of the dragon elephant is completely exhausted. If an enemy comes at this moment, there is no need to cultivate too high, at most one low-level martial artist in the early stage of the Huangwu Realm can easily take his life.

I didn't dare to delay any longer, and when I was about to put away the oil lamp to see the "remains" of Luo Yan, I suddenly froze, "This is ......"

A vast and incomparable pure soul power as powerful as the universe frantically surged towards Ling Zhi's body through the connection of the oil lamp. The dantian meridians that had just returned to the mountains and rivers were exhausted, like a dry lake, immediately became full.

The lost dragon elephant power was quickly replenished at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

One dragon elephant, ten dragon elephants...... The power of a hundred dragon elephants, the power of five hundred dragon elephants......

A powerful sense of power permeates the bone marrow, carved into every meridian, every cell, and even every pore.

Ling Zhi's heart was shocked, and his face was extremely ecstatic, "Feedback, could it be the feedback of the Nine Revolutions Killing Lamp? This sudden influx of pure soul power could it be the spirit of the Ghost King who had just been sucked away by the oil lamp?"

After thinking of this possibility, Ling Zhi couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, "Hahaha, come on, old monster, let the storm come more violently, hahaha...... Huh?"

Suddenly, his face changed, as if he had been stuck in his throat, and the bold laughter actually stopped halfway.

Just now, Ling Zhi thought that it was a wisp of spirit in the Ghost King Realm, and it had absorbed the essence blood of tens of thousands of martial artists, how much energy would it contain?

With this soul power supplement, isn't it easy to break through if you are stuck in the fourth level?

However, this was not the case, when that vast and incomparable soul power continued to pour into the body, and when the power of the dragon elephant reached the third peak, the power of the nine hundred and ninety-nine dragon elephants, Ling Zhi clearly felt that the energy in the soul power was not even one of ten million. It is conceivable that the scene of soaring into the sky did not appear.

His body is like a huge black hole that cannot be seen or touched, and all the ghost king's soul power has been sucked in, but the level is still a level. It has never been possible to convert that excess soul power into usable dragon elephant power.

The dragon elephant swallowed the Heavenly Scripture, and he still only maintained it at the level of the power of the nine hundred and ninety-nine dragon elephants.

"Day!"

Ling Zhi was stunned for a long time, then raised his hands to carefully feel the changes in his body, and felt speechless for a while, "Do you want to play with me like this? Evil corpse, evil corpse, do you need to be so inferior? You are the ghost king? With such a strong strength, why can't you help me break through the entrance?"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and Ling Zhi couldn't help but shiver, and only then did he turn around from that extremely lost emotion.

Holding the magic lamp in one hand, he turned behind him, "Who?"

"Lexus ......"

As soon as a faint weak voice came into his ears, Ling Zhi's heart beat wildly, and he ran forward with his feet, hugging a pale and weak delicate body into his arms, "Luo Yan, are you okay?" As he spoke, he had already pinched Luo Yan's hand, and subconsciously wanted to cross into the Natural Jue Zhenyuan to help him recover.

"Don't!"

Luo Yan's face changed, and he didn't know what he thought, so he vigorously broke free from Ling Zhi's embrace, "Don't, don't help me heal......"

"But you ......"

Luo Yan waved his hand to interrupt his concern, and a white hand reached out to his eyes, "If you really want to help me, give me the spirit stone......

"Spirit stones?"

Ling Zhi shook his head, for him now, the number of spirit stones was just a number.

There were tens of thousands of warriors killed by the ancestor at the scene, and countless of them dropped rings. The ancestor of the Ghost King Realm couldn't look down on these things, but they were all cheap for Ling Zhi, and he immediately stood up and patted his chest very much, "How much?"

"Many, many, so many spirit stones that you can't count......"

Luo Yan sighed, and suddenly fell to the ground softly, Ling Zhi's eyes were quick, and he hugged her waist, and said a little angrily: "Luo Yan, when did it start, are you and I so estranged?" (TET Literature Homepage)