After entering the largest soul hunting forest under the operation of this Martial Spirit Palace, Gu Zhi immediately took out the beast repellent incense sealed in the clay pot, and a pungent smell quickly drifted away, but he couldn't smell it when he turned off his sense of smell, and now he could maintain normal activity with only internal breath.

Going up the stream along the stream, he didn't encounter any dangerous soul beasts until it was dark, but he encountered several teams that hunted soul beasts, but Gu Zhi avoided them from afar, and it was not only soul beasts that were dangerous in the soul hunting forest, but also the same danger as soul masters.

The moon stars were scarce, and the cold wind was blowing, Gu Zhi casually found a big tree with a bird's nest and lay down, next to him were three cloud sparrows waiting to be fed, and their parents were staring at him on the branches not far from the nest.

After communicating with these two cloud sparrows who had just reached a hundred years of cultivation with his eyes, Gu Zhi began to cultivate, and in the past two and a half years, he has completed a special internal skill, using the power of the heavenly veins and thunder to urge the blood and qi to drive the soul power to circulate in the meridians around the body, and barely achieve that he can cultivate soul power without visualizing the martial soul.

In the process, the Heavenly Vein Thunder Sound was able to refine the impurities in the soul power, and in recent months, he had found that the soul lake had become a little larger.

In other words, the lower dantian was expanded by him, and after carefully comparing the amount of Hals's thirteenth-level soul power, Gu Zhi felt that he had at least twelve-level soul power.

At the beginning of the rising sun, amid the chirping of five cloud sparrows, Gu Zhi continued to the extinct volcano in the middle of the canyon, and he could reach it today according to his footsteps.

At noon, Gu Zhi came to a bamboo forest, and he stood ten zhang away from a Fengqing sword bamboo, carefully looking at this green bamboo that was more than three zhang high.

This is a sword and bamboo xenomorph with dual attributes of wind and gold, but unfortunately, it is only six hundred years of cultivation, otherwise this soul beast is qualified to be his first soul ring.

When he was about to walk through this bamboo forest, Gu Zhi still saw the last thing he wanted to see.

"Ah, the louder you scream, the more excited I am, do you see your man? He's not dead yet, he'll take a good look. ”

Just three hundred meters in front of Gu Zhi, there was a voice full of beastliness, it was a strong man with a body of more than two meters, he was undressing.

And in front of him lay a young woman in purple of twenty-seven or eighteen, her hands and feet were bent at an abnormal angle, and it seemed that they had been discounted, and her mouth was emitting a miserable wail.

Behind him was a man with a steel rod in his hand and two stab wounds on the back of his chest, and he was lying in a pool of blood, his eyes staring at the strong man.

Since entering the forest, I have not encountered a mandala snake, a wind baboon, or a tiger and a demon cat, and I have not yet reached my destination.

When the strong man took off his last piece of clothing, he stepped forward and crossed a distance of 100 zhang, and shouted angrily, "Bold thief, dare to go into broad daylight." ”

"Grass, it really stinks, little rabbit cub get away from uncle." Luo Zhen was directly smoked by a smell that was more stinky than cat feces, and the little brother who was hot-blooded was instantly gone.

Gu Zhi released the martial soul curtain blade, holding the knife in both hands to face this strong man, judging by his soul power fluctuations, this is a great soul master, he has just experienced a one-on-two battle, and his soul power should be less than thirty percent, and his own strength is enough to kill him with one sword.

"Boy, a tenth-level soul warrior dares to show his sword to my uncle, and I will screw your head alive." As soon as the words fell, Luo Zhen released his martial soul, and at the same time as the two soul rings, one white and one yellow, appeared, a thick-backed broadsword with a length of four feet appeared in his hand.

"Life under the knife, death under the knife." Facing the strong man who was rushing wildly, Gu Zhi said a sentence coldly, a thin layer of red soul power appeared on the curtain blade, he slashed forward with the knife in both hands, and a red knife qi visible to the naked eye cut through the air and slashed towards the opponent.

"Second Soul Skill - Howling Wind Slash." When Luo Zhen saw the three-foot sword qi, he immediately paused, and the moment the yellow soul ring lit up, he slashed out and smashed the sword qi that wanted to cut him off.

Without a soul ring but being able to use such a long-range attack, could it be that this kid has a soul bone, how could a mere level 10 soul warrior come to the soul hunting forest alone, there must be elders following, and they are watching him.

Thinking of this, Luo Zhen's eyes were fierce, "The first soul skill - Tiger Leaping Slash." He slashed his feet on the ground fiercely, rushing towards Gu Zhi like an arrow off the string, and the four-foot broadsword held high in his hand reflected a dazzling cold light in the sunlight.

So slow!

The figure of the strong man who charged towards Gu Zhi was reflected in his eyes as if he had opened 0.25 times the speed, he only needed to dodge sideways, and he could cut off the opponent's top head with his backhand, but he flashed to the left, and at the same time raised his hand to slash out a knife qi.

"If you want to die, it is as easy as a hand." Gu Zhi was not pretending this time, he was asking himself, why didn't he kill this wicked man with one stab. The purpose of the existence of the sword is to kill, but the sword is just a tool, and it is the human being who really wants to kill the opponent.

He hasn't killed anyone yet.

At this moment, the opponent has persecuted the man in a couple, and he wants the husband to commit the crime, killing this wicked person can be regarded as a righteous act, but can he represent the word justice? Kill your opponent with the belief of justice, but what if one day you are unjust?

Men are fickle!

"Second Soul Skill - Howling Wind Slash." After using the hundred-year soul technique to block Gu Zhi's sword qi again, Luo Zhen had already felt the breath of death, and his soul power was only enough to release the hundred-year soul skill once.

And his opponent, although he is not murderous at all, he is very easy. There was a ridiculous thought hovering in his mind, this eight or nine-year-old boy could kill his own great soul master with one sword.

Gu Zhi looked at the motionless strong man, holding the knife in front of him, he was still thinking, a gust of wind blew, the two looked at each other tacitly, and neither made a move to break the stalemate.

The young woman in purple, who was lying on the ground and was so smoky that she stopped crying, saw her lover lying in a pool of blood and swallowed her last breath completely.

"Little brother, his soul power is about to run out, and now he can only release a hundred-year soul technique once, please kill him." Seeing her lover breathe, the young woman in purple pleaded with a wail.

"Slut, you're looking for death." Luo Zhen faced Gu Zhi head-on, and moved towards the young woman in purple step by step, even if he died, he would have to pull another cushion.

He's going to kill someone!

Gu Zhi took a deep breath, after all, he wanted to take this step, not for justice, let alone standing above the law and morality, it was enough to just want to kill in his heart, and now use this person to quench the blood of the curtain blade.

He started with a horizontal slash, and then slashed vertically with his knife, and the two sword qi drew a slightly inclined red cross and flew towards the strong man.

At the same time, Gu Zhi's voice continued to sound. "Death is like the wind, always with me." As he spoke, he raised his blade and charged towards the strong man.

There is a book that says that those who practice martial arts should cultivate three points of evil qi, so start from now on.

In order to save soul power and use the hundred-year soul technique again, Luo Zhen chose to take over these two sword qi with the power of martial soul and physical body alone.

"Kill!" With a roar of rage, he slashed at the cross knife qi with his knife, and the cross knife qi was cut off by him from the middle but did not disperse, but instead turned into four one-foot-long knife qi and hit his chest, leaving him with bone wounds between his chest and abdomen.

However, seeing that Gu Zhi, who had already come to a distance of less than three meters in front of him, he showed a bloody smile.

"Second Soul Skill - Howling Wind Slash." When the two of them were only one meter apart, Luo Zhen suddenly swung his knife and fell down with a powerful blow, drawing a clean knife mark in the air, as if he had seen Gu Zhi being split in two.

You're really slow!

Gu Zhi easily dodged the knife at the same time, he slashed horizontally with the knife in both hands, and the blade slashed through the opponent's neck, he had been practicing the knife technique for two and a half years, and he could sense a strand of hair falling on the knife in his hand.

At this moment, the resistance encountered by the curtain blade to cut through the muscles and bones of the opponent's neck was clearly transmitted from the blade to his mind, and he felt as easy as cutting a tree with a bowl mouth.

The two figures staggered, and Luo Zhen felt a trace of coldness cross his neck, like a cold wind blowing through this winter day, and heard a word in his last consciousness.

"It's just gritty, not as good as half a point for me."

The physique of this Assault Great Soul Master was one or two times stronger than that of ordinary people, and the two pillars of blood that rushed up from the neck of this headless corpse reached a height of two zhang in the air, and then splashed down like two red fountains.

Gu Zhi didn't look back to enjoy the scene of ten steps of blood splashing, he lowered his head and looked at the curtain blade that did not have a trace of blood sticked, at this moment he was in a mood of regret, three points of nervousness, and the remaining six points of happiness, he did not feel the slightest discomfort, it turned out that ending other people's lives was this feeling.

This is the first time he has killed someone, but it will definitely not be the last, and he thinks he is unworthy to judge others with justice.

Justice is sometimes just a high-sounding word, and benevolence and morality are a luxury.

He is a swordsman, and he is murderous together, and he draws a knife and kills people.

"Thank you."

The hoarse and mournful voice sounded and woke up Gu Zhi in thought, he walked towards the young woman in purple, squatted down and didn't say a word to pick up the dislocated joints for her, and then prepared to turn around and leave.

After the young woman in purple struggled to get up, she touched the body of her lover, who was still a little warm, looked at the direction of Gu Zhi's progress and asked, "Is the little brother going to that extinct volcano?" ”

Gu Zhi stopped when he heard this, nodded with his back to her.

"There is a two-thousand-year-old Earth Flame Turtle there, as long as it is not close to the lava pool in the center of the volcano, it will not be attacked by it, and I want to bury my lover there."

Now less than a hundred miles away from the extinct volcano, Gu Zhi only needs two hours to arrive, and it will take four hours to arrive while carrying the body of an adult. Thinking of this, he turned and walked over to the young woman, and lifted the corpse under her gaze.

"Let's go!"

There was nothing to say all the way, and the winter sun set quickly, and by the time the two of them and one corpse rushed to the extinct volcano, it was already dark. He handed the body to the young woman in purple and watched as she buried her lover in the lava stream in front of her, which was only a meter wide.

Ahem, cough, the strong smell of sulfur made the young woman in purple cough again and again, "Thank you, little brother, can you tell me what your name is?" ”

She wanted to commit suicide, and he felt a budding death aura from the woman in front of him, "My name is Gu Zhi, I'm here to hunt the soul ring, this sister, your family is still waiting for you, it's time for you to go home." ”

"Thank you for saving me, my name is Bai Jie. Brother Gu Zhi is really powerful, I have never seen a soul master who can kill a great soul master, you will definitely be able to become a powerful soul master in the future. The voice stopped abruptly here, and she remembered the ups and downs she encountered on the path of the soul master.

Bai Jie, it was actually this name, looking at the memories of the past, Gu Zhi decided to comfort her a few more words, "My parents died on the way to the Soul Venerable, so I came to the Soul Hunting Forest alone." Sister Bai, remember the way home, there are people waiting for you at home. ”

Wiping away the tears on her face, Bai Jie turned around, "Let you see the joke, my sister won't kill herself." ”

Nodding at her, Gu Zhi didn't say anything more, the two spent the night so quietly, early in the morning, he gave Bai Jie a copy of the beast repellent incense in his hand, and watched her leave the extinct volcano.

After watching the figure disappear in the distance, Gu Zhi turned to face this volcano that was only a hundred feet high, and said to himself, "One day, what I say is the rules of this world." ”