Han Jing's speed was originally far inferior to Blue Soul, and if Blue Soul wanted to stay away from him, he shouldn't have the slightest way to catch up with Blue Soul.

But now it's different!

Even though Blue Soul escaped the fatal arrow because of her intelligence and prudence, she was also injured, and her injuries were quite serious. As a result, her strength has fallen too much, and her speed has slowed down because of this.

Catching up with her was a breeze for Han Jing.

Only then did he hear Han Jing's words, and Lan Soul's hands were weak for a while, and he couldn't help himself who stumbled and fell to get back up.

In this way, this scene is also very flavorful: a stunningly beautiful woman with a disheveled face and a pitiful face is lying in the swamp, soaking wet, and looking even more delicate and graceful, with all kinds of charms, and people are pitiful to see it.

And a sixteen-year-old boy smiled so coldly, looked coldly, and walked forward coldly step by step.

"You...... What are you going to do?"

Seeing Han Jing getting closer and closer to herself, Blue Soul instinctively had a sense of crisis of death, but she was unwilling to give up the idea of survival, and hurriedly shouted: "If you kill me, the heart medicine will also die!"

Hearing this, Han Jing stopped: "What you said used to be true!"

Looking at the blue soul, his face had a cold color: "Before Ben Shao didn't know your true origin, I really didn't dare to attack you lightly, because Ben Shao would really worry that once he killed you, he would kill the heart medicine......!"

"But what?"

Seeing Han Jing's fierce color, the blue soul trembled even more, but there was still a trace of luck: "You can't know how I control the heart medicine." ”

Looking at him in horror by the blue soul, Han Jing did not answer directly, but looked up at the sky, his eyes were extremely deep, as if he had seen the eventful years of his previous life.

In the end, when he lowered his head, his tone calmed down a little: "Blue Soul, you are just a low-level demon, and I can help you become a real demon powerhouse, are you willing to recognize me as the master, for a thousand years!"

This sentence was because Han Jing had clearly seen the true face of the Purple Soul from the collapse of the Purple Soul - a low-level demon clan who was good at casting soul Gu, a side branch of the demon clan called a parasitic beast!

Thundered......

......

Like a thunderbolt, it exploded in the depths of the blue soul's soul.

At this moment, she looked at Han Jing, her eyes widened, and she was completely shocked inside: "You...... How can you know so much? How can you know about the Demon Race? Even those old immortals in the Divine Alliance Hall only call us aliens, but they don't know the existence of the Demon Race......

Yes, in her opinion, all the martial artists on this continent are just frogs at the bottom of the well, and they who have never left this piece of heaven and earth, it is impossible for them to know what the extraterrestrial name is for their clan - the demon race!

It is an extremely powerful force, an extremely terrifying existence, and many times, it is even above the human race and the demon race!

And the blue soul and his companions are indeed just the weak ones in the demon race, and the low-level beings are just zài.

Now that he suddenly heard Han Jing's words, Lan Soul's eyes were full of incredulity: "Have you ever left this continent......?" No, no...... It can't be, then...... Has anyone in your family ever left here?"

"You don't need to know!"

Answering coldly, Han Jing gave her one last chance to choose: "You only need to make a choice, either hand over your own soul blood and surrender to me!" or ...... What I have is the means to temporarily imprison you, and when my strength reaches a certain level, I will force you out of the body of the heart medicine, and then kill you!"

Hearing this, Lan Soul first looked hesitant and afraid, and then smiled: "Hahaha, Han Jing, you really can't deal with me! Are you afraid that the heart medicine will die? Okay, if you don't let me leave here now, I will immediately kill the heart medicine, completely exterminate!"

She's bargaining!

has even begun to threaten Han Jing in turn.

Han Jing doesn't like such a thing, he doesn't like it very much!

Based on the supreme power he had in his previous life, he also had an incomparably resolute and proud heart, and he didn't like the threat of a low-level demon!

If you don't like it, then ......

"You seek your own death!"

With a soft word, Han Jing directly raised his strength to the extreme again, and at the same time, the mortal sword clenched: "I'll give you three breaths of time to kill the heart medicine!"

What the?

Doesn't he care about the heart medicine?

Hearing this, Lan Soul's mind was full of shock, and they were all questions: "She is your woman!"

"One ......" Han Jing has already begun to count!

"Two ......"

On the mortal sword, a surging sword qi has already gathered, and it seems that it is about to fall!

Then I saw Han Jing's toes lightly, and his body rushed out at the same time as he was about to read the third number in his mouth.

But at this moment, one of the blue soul's hands suddenly raised to cover his face, and he shouted in horror and despair: "Don't kill me, I want to be a slave ......"

......

After the tea time, Han Jing took the blue soul back to the vicinity of the previous deep pool, which was now a large area of ruins.

After the terrifying battle, the deep pool no longer existed, including a qiē within a radius of more than ten miles around it, all turned into scorched earth, and they were all covered with ravines of different depths.

But the person Han Jing was looking for was really there.

When he used the Reverse Battle Heavenly Bow to deliver a fatal blow, he had seen the collapse of the purple soul, but he also saw an extremely unusual scene - the Terran warrior who was covered by the tentacles of the purple soul was suddenly wrapped in some light cluster, which should be a protective magic weapon that saved him.

Now seeing a warrior lying on the ruins proved Han Jing's guess - this man's identity and status must be extremely noble, so he carried the life-saving magic weapon given to him by his own family, so that he survived Han Jing's fatal blow.

Standing behind Han Jing, the blue soul no longer had the charm or coldness it had before, even if it was still a delicate body and beautiful face, it was already haggard to the extreme.

Because she handed over her soul blood, which belonged to her own real soul blood, she was even weaker now, and as long as Han Jing was willing, she could completely control her with just one thought, and even kill her directly.

So now she has a lot of unwillingness, but she also has more fears, looking at Han Jing's back, she is no longer a teenager, as if she is an unfathomable old monster.

She didn't know what the old monster would do to the dying warrior, but she thought that Han Jing would take the opportunity to snatch the treasures, wealth, rings and bracelets from the warrior.

After all, many martial artists she knows do!

It turned out that she was wrong......

Squatting down, Han Jing peeked at the martial artist's injuries with his heavenly sense, although his face was solemn, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It's not too bad!"

Yes, it's not too bad!

Even if this martial artist seemed to be scarred in the hands of the purple soul and the dantian and tendons were damaged, even if his life-saving magic weapon could not completely counteract the power of Han Jing's bow later, he at least still had vitality and breath.

In this way, Han Jing Tianzhi swept away and selected the most suitable pill, and then sent all seven or eight different pills into his mouth.

After doing this, Han Jing lightly tapped one hand on his back, and a stream of soft soul power was immediately sent into the body of this martial artist by him.

Time ticked, and it was only less than half an hour before the blue soul was shocked to see that the martial artist had woken up.

"Hoo ......"

With a long sigh of relief, there was already a trace of blood on the pale face of this martial artist, which seemed to be difficult, but he finally opened his eyes: "You...... Interracial or ......"

Looking at him, Han Jing once again put a Soul Returning Pill into his mouth, and then sent some of the Soul Returning Pill to this person.

Hearing this, the martial artist was shocked at first, and then immediately understood something, and began to close his eyes and breathe according to Han Jing's instructions.