Flying Soul's face froze suddenly.

Bing Lan'er finally couldn't help but cry out.

Holy Weapons!

This is the holy weapon that Zi Yunchen got from the bottom of the ice abyss!

It's still an ice-type holy weapon!

Looking at the sword, Zi Yunchen's eyes revealed a touch of tenderness.

At this time, the terrible black light was already in front of him.

The corners of Zi Yunchen's lips hooked slightly, and the gentleness turned into boundless mockery.

Soul Legacy?

Scold!

With a twist of his wrist, Zi Yunchen swung his sword.

Suddenly, a majestic white force went straight to the black light, like a touch of purity shot into the darkness.

The cold momentum is like a bamboo!

The half-soul man's hand trembled violently, and the condensed black light was suddenly suppressed, and he took a step back.

Zi Yunchen's eyes were not shocked, his wrist was up, and the white light bloomed again!

The condensed black mang could no longer withstand the vast power, and exploded violently.

Rumble!

The half-soul man flew backwards, his hood lifted by the cold air, revealing his almost transparent body underneath the black robe.

"Soul Clan inheritance, but that's it." The ridicule on the corner of Zi Yunchen's lips did not disappear, as soon as he stretched out his hand, the sword was handed forward, and the sleeping flames on the sword body were suddenly awakened and flew out.

Straight into the body of the half-soul.

The flame burns.

The half-soul man could not speak, his mouth was open in horror, and in the blink of an eye, the flames turned into nothingness.

Bing Lan'er froze.

The Flying Soul was also stunned.

Lingling forgot to cry.

There was silence in the room.

After a long time, Fei Soul Zi came back to his senses and said in a lost voice: "This is the inheritance of the Yan clan?" ”

The corners of Zi Yunchen's lips hooked up a mocking arc: "What do you say?" ”

Flying Soul looked at the half-soul man who was left on his side, and gritted his teeth: "Come on, take him down!" ”

One-to-one can't be compared, but what about one-to-many?

There are so many guards, as long as someone cuts him, they can cut him to death!

The Flying Soul Son thought viciously, only by hacking Ziyun Chen to death could he forever keep the name of the first day of the Cangyun Continent!

The guards outside the door heard the sound and entered, aiming their blades at Zi Yunchen's whole body.

Zi Yunchen didn't look at them, and said with a smile: "In the past few days, how can you stagnate your cultivation and cultivation, right?" ”

The flying soul was shocked, and the killing intent was fully revealed: "Do you think the deity will not kill you?" ”

Zi Yunchen raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "You want to kill this king, but you can't." ”

There are many reasons why the Cangyun Continent is not popular for the cultivation and replenishment method.

The initial cultivation effect of exercises such as harvesting and replenishing exercises for the purpose of seizing other people's cultivation is very good, and it can allow people to improve their cultivation rapidly in a short period of time.

However, this practice has major drawbacks that are difficult to eliminate.

That is, after the cultivation is raised to a certain level, the meridians will be stagnant, and the Xuan Qi will be blocked during the battle, and the higher the realm, the more difficult it is to break through.

If the Flying Soul Son had originally carried out the god-making plan, it would have been fine.

At least the unified moon trick and unified exercises, the cultivation obtained is also much purer.

But the flying soul was impatient, and when the girls were hit by the poisonous blood of Yin Yin and began to disperse, he couldn't wait to start collecting supplements.

Different people, different exercises, different cultivation rules, his cultivation is low, the three aspects of soul forging, body forging and heart forging are all scum, he can't control it at all, and he can't completely suppress or absorb it completely, you can imagine what a disaster this is!

Zi Yunchen is completely sure that with the current state of the Flying Soul Son, let alone fighting, Luo Qingyin can crush him to death with one finger!

Looking at Fei Soulzi's ugly face, Zi Yunchen flicked his fingers, and a purple light suddenly shot out.

The flying soul was caught off guard and hurriedly dodged sideways.

The half-soul man next to him seemed to realize something, and flew over to block it.

However, Zi Yunchen's one was just an ordinary Xuan Qi.

Ordinary Xuan Qi has no effect on the half-soul person, and it penetrates the body of the half-soul person directly, and still shoots on the body of the flying soul child.

By the time the Flying Soul Son came to his senses, Zimang had already submerged into his dantian!

Suddenly spurting out a mouthful of blood, the Flying Soul Staggered a step back, slumped into a chair, and said in horror, "How is it possible?!" ”

Zi Yunchen's finger actually directly broke his exercises!

The Yin Yin Technique was broken, and the cultivation that he plundered overcame instantly reversed, surging in his dantian, rampaging through his meridians like a huge wave, and the Flying Soul only felt a burst of fishy sweetness in his mouth, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The guards were taken aback, and they all drew their blades and put them on Zi Yunchen's neck: "Soul Master! ”

Zi Yunchen was still unmoved, and didn't even take the opportunity to kill the Flying Soul Son, and the corners of his lips hooked up with a vague arc: "Flying Soul Son, do you dare to ask this king?" ”

Fei Soulzi wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth: "Please? ”

"Yes, please this king." The corners of Zi Yunchen's lips bloomed with a touch of spring snow melt water, and his demeanor was picturesque, "This king will tell you a way to solve it." ”

Flying Soul Zi stared at Zi Yunchen tightly.

At this moment, it was clear that Zi Yunchen was pointed at by a sword, and it was clear that he was the one who was victorious.

But......

The face of the flying soul is like the color of earth.

He didn't dare.

He didn't dare to kill Zi Yunchen.

Zi Yunchen obviously knew the solution.

If he killed Zi Yunchen, he would completely cut off his own path.

However, he didn't dare to ask Zi Yunchen.

He and Zi Yunchen are enemies.

Who would dare to let the enemy guide their cultivation?

The Flying Soul Son was almost crazy with hatred in his heart, and roared, "Ziyunchen...... Good...... It's me who underestimated you...... Don't be complacent, I won't let you go even if I die! ”

With trembling hands on the blood that spit out, the Flying Soul Zi took advantage of the fact that the Xuan Qi in his body had not completely exploded, and shot out a miscellaneous Xuan Qi and drew runes on the table.

Zi Yunchen's face was slightly cold, he was good at drawing talismans, so he naturally knew that the Flying Soul Zi used a distress rune.

But the soul clan is extinct, and the Flying Soul Son is just a person with an extremely ordinary background before he becomes the soul master, and after he becomes the soul master, he has offended countless people, who will come to save him?

Zhao Jinyan?

It is basically impossible to use Zhao Jinyan's urine to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

Don't......

Zi Yunchen raised his eyebrows and looked at the golden-decorated hall in front of him, his gaze swept over the well-trained guards with knives...... It has been less than a year since the Flying Soul Seed was inherited, how can it do this?

Zi Yunchen was almost instantly determined, and there was someone behind the Flying Soul Son!

Looking back at the hand of the Flying Soul Son to draw the runes, he not only did not not hinder it, but waited calmly.

He wanted to see who was behind the scenes!

Sincere!

An ice cube shot in from the window and stuck on the table, interrupting the drawing of the flying soul.

"Who? Who is it?! ”

Fei Soul looked out the window in a panic, his sharp voice mixed with a hint of breaking, obviously surprised.

Boom!

The door was kicked open.

The guard who rested his blade on Zi Yunchen's neck brushed the ground and turned around, and saw two girls stepping into the lobby side by side.

One ice blue, one month white.

Mao Dun Literature