"Jingle ......"

The ninety-four True Spirit Waist Tablets that were snatched from Huang Asan's six people fell on the wind-eroded rocky ground, losing their original luster.

"Hum—"

The darkness flickered with the entangled and rotating light of the power of the cathode and anode, and finally turned into the power of Lingtai Taiji and drilled into Xin Zhuo's body.

He opened his eyes, scattered his mental method, and sighed, he was still close to entering the Seven Heavenly Realm of the Spirit Terrace!

Seven! At least seven True Spirit Waist Cards.

This waist card is really mysterious, as if it has been baptized by the most pure true qi and the power of realm ascension after thousands of years.

He tried to use the Mochizuki Well Sacrifice Spirit to grab and see, and the result was no different from the direct absorption of the Running Mind Method.

Forbidden land, is there really such a benefit?

What are the plans of the ten Yuan Pole masters who are hiding in the shadows and whose consciousness has just recovered?

Thinking of this, he waved his hand to collect the useless waist card, his figure flashed, and he fell to the ground, looking at the corpse of Huang Asanliu, this look, his pupils couldn't help shrinking.

The bodies of the six men were shriveled and curled up in just half an hour, leaving only dry bones, as if they had been dead for many years.

This is extremely abnormal!

He thought again of the dying, shriveled enlightened beast in the hall outside.

A terrible thought came to my heart—

Those ten Yuan Extreme Realm masters were sucking everyone's vitality and the blood qi of the dead martial artists who had not yet had time to dissipate, and finally they could truly wake up!

The last ten people in the thousands of miles of mountains and forests can really get their inheritance?

After thinking about it again and again, his figure flashed out of the deep pit, no matter what, first break through the realm as soon as possible and find Zhao Yizhu.

"Whoa—"

"Boom-"

Between the dense pits, bulges and bamboo shoot-like cliffs in front, the sword light and sword shadows, and the illusion of Lingtai extreme killing kept colliding, and countless Lingtai realm martial artists were high and low, fighting frantically, and occasionally a few martial soul soldiers appeared, and there were three or five masters to snatch them.

Occasionally, low-level martial artists who did not use the True Spirit Waist Card were brought out, and more than a dozen Lingtai masters competed.

It's a picture everywhere you look.

It's crazy!

Xin Zhuo cautiously flew along the ground, always paying attention to the movements around him, and turned around for more than a hundred miles, not to mention Zhao Yizhu, even if he was in the same door, he didn't see one.

And he didn't want to participate in those messy fighting scenes, he was just the Lingtai Sixfold Heaven Realm, it was okay to preemptively take a trick, fight face-to-face, one-to-many, but I was afraid that it was not very safe.

He set his eyes on the sporadic appearance of the martial soul soldiers, these originally terrible things, turned out to be fragrant, he must find a way to lure them into the dark one by one, one blow will kill, the time must not exceed ten breaths, otherwise there will be a master to snatch it!

After waiting for a while, his figure flashed, and when he reached the side of a martial soul soldier not far away, the figure of the golden armor and grimace mask locked on him for the first time, and from a state of no realm, he immediately changed into a spiritual platform six heavens.

Xin Zhuo turned around and left, and the martial soul soldiers followed.

Chasing and running, he ran for about three miles, and when he arrived at a mountain col, he suddenly looked back and deceived himself, narrowly dodged a golden broadsword with a length of a zhang, jumped to the top of the head of the martial soul soldier, and at the moment when the golden broadsword was reversed, a sword stabbed its heavenly spirit.

"Bang!"

The golden armor fell to the ground, and a fluorescent waist card fell from the side.

Seven breaths before and after!

Xin Zhuo picked up the waist card without hesitation and disappeared in a flash.

Just a moment after he left, four figures appeared strangely around, three men and one woman, all of them were the Seven Heavenly Realms of the Lingtai, with a murderous aura, looking around, I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

One person said in a deep voice: "Ordinary martial artists need at least three pillars of incense to grind a martial soul soldier to death, and this person will be killed in seven breaths?"

Another person: "The person who killed the fastest is Qiya, five breaths, and the second is Zhao Yizhu, six breaths, who is this person?"

The woman said coldly: "I'm afraid it's a nobody, otherwise why fight with us here?"

……

Xin Zhuo had already run ten miles away at this moment, and once again concocted the same method, quietly luring a martial soul soldier, and running to the dark.

With the experience of the last time, I figured it out on the road for a while, and this time it only took six and a half breaths!

Not long after he left, three figures flashed in, and they were the masters of the Lingtai Eightfold Heaven Realm.

"We're fast enough, but we're still one step too late, this man only needs a little more than six breaths!"

One person's face was solemn, "Is that the girl in white?" ”

The other person shook his head and said, "No, there is still this person's breath in the air, like the Lingtai Six Heavens!"

"Nobody, six and a half ......"

……

Xindra slew the third ......

It only took six breaths of time!

Fourth......

Five and a half breaths!

The fifth......

Five breaths!

Sixth......

Four and a half breaths!

……

"Four-and-a-half, who is this man? Beyond the Seven Fangs! ”

"Lingtai Six Heavens! It's incredible! ”

"Against God, but why is this person's realm so low?"

The "Mass Burial Mountain" was a bit of a sensation for a while, but what Xin Zhuo didn't know was that the number of martial soul soldiers within two hundred miles had been counted by a group of masters, and everyone knew very well where each one was.

In addition to looking for low-level martial artists who are hiding, they are scrambling to kill the martial soul soldiers, but these martial soul soldiers are very difficult to kill, and it takes time to grind little by little, so a group of martial artists fall into a state of extreme pulling, you kill me and rob, you rob me and I rob ......

Where did such a bastard run out of the middle road?

……

After the sixth, it was difficult for Sindra to find the seventh.

Because the remaining martial soul soldiers are all under the noses of countless Lingtai masters, once they do it, they will be targeted by at least a dozen people.

It's a fucking thing.

It's almost one of them breaking through the realm, it's like a fish in the throat, and it's uncomfortable.

He had no choice but to wander around, looking for an opportunity.

At this time, he had just arrived at a remote place when he heard a woman's wail.

I saw that in front of a karst cave, a fair-skinned, handsome and lovely Yin Void Triple Sea woman was pressed to the ground by a sloppy strong man, tearing her robe, revealing her white skin, and the voice came from her.

There was also a young martial artist from the Yang Reality Realm on the side, frowning and sitting cross-legged, sighing on his back, as if he was with the woman, looking dryly, unable to do anything.

Xin Zhuo stood still, silently watching.

The warriors who surpass the earth immortals, their minds and their views of honor and disgrace are as solid as a rock, and there is no such vulgar and lowly picture at all.

The woman deliberately screamed, did she want to attract the help of other masters?

What do you want to do? Seven emotions and six desires did not sit? Can't control your lower body?

At this time, the woman suddenly threw out seven or eight fluorescent true spirit jade plates, and cried bitterly and said to the strong man: "Senior! It's all for you, please don't insult me like this in front of my husband! ”

The strong man laughed: "Why do you need this bullshit brand, little girl, and let Lao Tzu be refreshed, everyone is a death!"

"Alas!"

The Yang Reality Realm martial artist sitting not far away sighed again, opened his eyes slightly, and glanced around, his eyes flickered for a moment, but the next moment, his eyes widened violently.

"Whew-"

I saw nine horse shadows running in a mess, and after a turn, the eight signs on the ground were gone.

“？”

"Fuck it!"

The strong man jumped up, and the momentum of the Seven Heavens of the Lingtai came out majestically.

The woman who was bullied also jumped up, and the aura of the Yin Void Realm turned into the Seven Heavens of the Spirit Platform in an instant.

The young man sitting cross-legged not far away also strangely came to the side, and the Yang Reality turned into the Seven Heavens of the Lingtai.

It's actually a camouflage realm and a trap!

"It's too inferior, isn't it? That's how you cheat? ”

Nine horses turned into a figure and stood on the opposite hill, smiling and shaking the eight signs in their hands.

The woman was short of breath: "Your Excellency is such a strange escape technique, but I'm afraid you won't be able to escape!"

He clapped his palms heavily.

Two figures suddenly appeared strangely behind Xin Zhuo, all of them were the Seven Heavens of the Lingtai.

They are all acquaintances!

Disciple of the Heavenly Evil Sect, Li Shentong, the prime minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty back then!

A disciple of the Great Sect of Zhuxian, he had a battle with Xin Zhuo in the Xuantian Palace, and Zhang Yuchen, who left his handwriting with a sword wound!

"Xinzhuo!"

That Li Shentong's face was gloomy, and there was an unnatural sneer on the corner of his mouth: "I didn't expect it, I didn't die in Xia, you are only the Lingtai Sixth Heaven now, and you fell in your hand again, I bet you don't have that sword in your hand!"

That Zhang Yuchen's face changed back and forth, and finally turned into an excited smile, and said: "What nonsense, this person has too much influence in the Eighteen Sects, and the news that Lao Tzu has taken refuge in the Three Sheep Slaves must not leak the slightest bit, kill!"

The five figures, wrapped in the fierce murderous aura and the power of Tai Chi, rushed away, and before the person arrived, the entire low peak was already shaking violently.

(End of chapter)