"Poof!"

Kura got up gently, and then walked in front of Bibi Dong's eyes, the soles of his feet stepping over the wet ground with a crisp sound.

He lowered his head to look at Bibi Dong, who had lost his resistance at his feet, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

In the process, Zang's figure and face are constantly distorted, like a piece of wriggling plasticine.

His body swelled and shrunk at times, and his face became sometimes hideous and sometimes handsome.

By the time Bibi Dong came to him, Zang had completely returned to his original appearance.

Zang gracefully stepped on the wet ground, making a "snap" and "snap" sound with every step, as if walking on thin ice, all of which are Bibi Dong's masterpieces.

His gaze was always locked on Bibi Dong, staring at this once majestic pope in the Martial Spirit Palace.

At this moment, she was limp to the ground, without a wisp of her body, like a frog that had been dying and struggling.

Zang walked up to Bibi Dong gently, he didn't have the slightest pity or joy, only an indescribable complex emotion lingering in his eyes.

He gently placed his toes under Bibi Dong's neck, as if he was testing something, as if looking for a kind of strength.

Then, Kura slowly lifted his foot and hooked Bibi Dong's head.

Bibi Dong's body trembled slightly, as if he was resisting this invisible act of humiliation.

However, at this time, she was exhausted, and she was supported by her own strong foundation, and how could she resist the behavior of being hidden.

"You...... You...... Who are you? ”

Bibi Dong asked weakly with a confused look in his eyes, his voice looking particularly weak.

There was a deep fear and uneasiness in her eyes, as if she had a premonition of what was going to happen next.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter who I am. But I want to thank you, Dong'er. Your strength, I'm satisfied. ”

Zang said coldly, his voice full of mockery and contempt.

He looked at Bibi Dong with disdain and cruelty in his eyes, as if he were looking at her like an ant.

Then, Zang slowly leaned down, reached out his hand, pinched Bibi Dong's chin, and forced her to look up at herself.

"Do you think you're strong? Do you think you can control everything?

I'm telling you, you're just a wretched creature played by fate!

You were first toyed with by Chihiro, and now you are toyed with by me, and you will be my slave for the rest of your life. ”

Zang's voice was cold and cruel, as if he wanted to suppress all his emotions in his heart.

He looked at Bibi Dong's eyes full of banter and cruelty, as if admiring her pain and helplessness.

Bibi Dong struggled weakly, but her body was completely controlled.

She felt her jaw pinched, but she couldn't resist.

Bibi Dong looked at Zang's eyes, and a chill couldn't help but rise in his heart.

She felt that her fate had been controlled by this mysterious man, and there was nothing she could do.

"Who are you? Xiao Gang, what's wrong with him? ”

Bibi Dong asked again, his voice filled with fear and helplessness.

She didn't understand who this mysterious man really was and why he was treating her like that.

She felt her heart being torn open and in pain.

Zang slowly let go of his hand, stood up, and looked down at the woman who was once strong but now became so weak, and the corners of his mouth hooked up into a sneer.

"Master? That waste is long dead. ”

Zang said coldly, his voice full of disdain and mockery.

There was a deep contempt and contempt in his gaze, as if he were looking at a dead man.

When Bibi Dong heard this, a trace of unwillingness and despair flashed in his eyes.

She retorted weakly:

"Nope! You're lying! That's impossible! ”

Her voice seemed particularly weak, as if she was fighting against fate, but it seemed so small and fragile.

However, as soon as he finished saying this, Bibi Dong fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

Her body trembled slightly, as if she was suffering some kind of unspeakable pain.

However, at this moment, a drastic change is taking place in Bibi Dong's body.

Originally, after a woman lost her True Yang, she would die immediately.

However, in the process of extracting the [True Yang], Zang poured the power of the demon seed into Bibi Dong's body.

After the disappearance of [True Yang], the power of these demon seeds was condensed together, taking the place of [True Yang], and maintaining Bibi Dong's life.

Now, the power of these demon seeds is quietly merging into Bibi Dong's body, moisturizing her and transforming her silently.

It was as if her body had become a magical vessel, constantly absorbing and transforming these powers.

In this process, Bibi Dong's body gradually changed, as if he gradually changed from an ordinary woman to an existence full of mysterious powers.

Bibi Dong's body gradually became powerful and mysterious under the power of the demon seed.

Her skin became smoother and more delicate, as if glowing with a faint glow, and her breath gradually became stronger and deeper, as if it contained endless power.

Zang stared at Bibi Dong, who was lying in a sticky patch below, and there seemed to be infinite evil energy rising in his eyes.

He muttered to himself:

"Sleep slowly, when you wake up, you can ......"

As soon as the words fell, Kura used Kamui to leave the secret room, leaving Bibi Dong unconscious without clothes.

…………

In the Kamui space, Zangpan sat on the ground, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed the latent soul power in his body.

This time, he devoured Bibi Dong's soul power from level ninety-nine to level ninety-seven.

Ten years of penance, once it came to naught!

Poor Bibi Dongbi's whole person was almost hidden and smashed and festered, like a lump of kneaded river mussel meat.

What's more, the [True Yang] Qi that he has hidden contains infinite vitality, and it is really useful to nourish his incorruptible golden body.

"Let's go meet Xue'er in a while, after all, I just finished making trouble with Bibi Dong, wouldn't it be more interesting to make trouble with her later?"

Kura held his chin with his right hand and thought to himself.

At this time, the originally crystal clear skin on his body was now covered with a layer of glass-like texture.

This is Bibi Dong's [True Yang] at work, allowing the hidden incorruptible golden body to move towards the supreme realm of [Breaking the Void and Seeing God is Not Bad].

Immediately, Zang left the Shenwei space and came to Wuhun City.

………………

It was noon, and the sun was shining through the windows of the teahouse on the bustling streets.

Sitting in a teahouse in Wuhun City, the hustle and bustle outside the window has nothing to do with him, he just quietly enjoys this rare leisure time.

He casually pinched a teacup, and his fingers gently stroked the rim of the cup, as if feeling the delicacy and texture of the teacup.

Then, he carefully took a sip of the tea in the cup, savoring the fragrance of tea spreading between his lips and teeth.

Opposite him, Qiandaoliu also sat casually, looking up and down at the young man in front of him.

Just now, Qian Lingxue suddenly took him to this teahouse, saying that he had arrived in Wuhun City.

So, this is the picture we have now.

At the same time, on the left hand side of the hiding, Qian Renxue looked at the two nervously, rubbing the corners of her clothes with her hands uneasily.

Her heart was filled with worry and unease, as if she was afraid that the two would fight now.

She knew that the strength of these two people was the only level in the whole continent.

If there is a real fight, I am afraid that the entire teahouse will be reduced to ruins in an instant.

Qiandaoliu looked at Zang, narrowed his eyes, and his body vaguely exuded extreme coercion.

The atmosphere in the teahouse became extremely tense for a while, as if it was about to erupt.

However, at this moment, Zang suddenly put down the teacup in his hand and smiled softly.

There was a hint of inscrutable flavor in his smile, as if everything was under his control.

"Senior, I'm here to bring Xue'er back today, so I called Xue'er here through mental induction."

Zang Waner smiled and said softly,

"Of course, if you want to test my strength, seniors are also welcome to follow me to a place."

There was a sense of confidence and calmness in his words, as if everything was under his control.

When Qian Lingxue heard this, she couldn't help but be shocked.

She naturally knew what Zang meant by "somewhere", it must be the Divine Power Space.

After all, it was not the first time that she had joined forces with the rest of the women in the Shenwei space to encircle and suppress Tibet.

She couldn't help but be a little worried, worried that Zang would rashly challenge Qiandaoliu because of her strength.

Although she knew that Zang's strength was strong, she still felt that Qiandaoliu's strength was even stronger.

If it really fights, I'm afraid that Zang may not necessarily be the opponent of Qiandaoliu.

However, just when she was uneasy in her heart, Qiandaoliu suddenly stood up and chuckled:

"Good boy, in the past hundred years, in addition to the original Seven Killing Sword Master, you are still the first person who dares to challenge me.

Anyway, the old man will accept your invitation to fight and see what you are capable of! ”

As soon as Qiandaoliu's words were finished, Zang also stood up, and the momentum on his body was hidden.

He smiled and said:

"Senior, if you're not afraid, then come to my soul skill space."

As soon as the words fell, a spatial vortex suddenly appeared in front of him.

Seeing this, Qiandaoliu couldn't help but be stunned on his face.

He immediately understood in his heart that this was some kind of unique spatial soul technique.

He looked at the spatial vortex in front of him, and a hint of surprise and curiosity flashed in his eyes.

He knew that this spatial vortex was probably the soul technique born from the second martial soul of the hidden.

He remembered what Qian Lingxue had mentioned before, and he had two martial spirits.

He couldn't help but be a little amazed in his heart, this young man's talent and strength were so strong, no wonder he was able to make his granddaughter who was above the top of his eyes favored.

Thinking of this, Qiandaoliu no longer hesitated, and immediately threw himself into the Shenwei space.

And Qianren Xue Jiao glanced at it, and followed Qiandaoliu into it.

She knew that the two of them would have to fight today before they would give up, so she no longer thought about fighting.

Anyway, Zang has the healing soul technique in his body, and he is not afraid of any harm to himself.

…………

In the Shenwei space, Qiandaoliu has completed the possession of the martial soul, and the whole person is like a god descending into the world, standing in the void.

Behind him, three pairs of white and flawless angel wings slowly stirred, and the nine soul rings exuded a ninety-nine-level unparalleled momentum.

I saw that Qiandaoliu was holding an angelic holy sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword pointed at the hidden below, and the aura on his body was as calm as a mountain.

A powerful coercion was released from him, causing the entire space to tremble.

There was a sharp light in his golden eyes, as if he could see through all the vanity and point to the essence of all things.

And below, the red, black, red, and red soul rings behind him were blooming with divine power, and there was an infinite black light in his eyes.

His eyes were deep and mysterious, as if they contained infinite power and wisdom, and the hidden "Soul Pupil" martial soul had been fully activated.

Seeing this, Qiandaoliu shouted loudly:

"Good boy, this is your second martial spirit? There are so many 100,000-year soul rings attached? ”

There was a hint of surprise and confusion in his tone, obviously he didn't expect that Zang would have such a powerful second martial spirit.

Zang heard this, but did not answer immediately, but showed a mysterious smile.

There was a playful glint in his eyes, as if he was waiting to admire the surprised expression of a thousand streams.

He took a deep breath, and the Haotian Hammer Martial Soul suddenly appeared in his hand, and two mini 100,000-year soul rings were wrapped around the handle of the hammer!

Suddenly, Qiandaoliu's pupils dilated, and immediately shrank into a small dot, exclaiming:

"It can't be!! How can you have the Haotian Hammer Martial Soul!! ”

His voice was full of shock and incredulity, obviously shocked by the Haotian Hammer Martial Soul that he possessed.

At the same time as Qiandaoliu exclaimed, Qianrenxue on the side was also in a state of martial soul possession, and the eight golden angel wings were slowly incited, allowing her to levitate in the air.

In her eyes, there stood a figure holding the Haotian Hammer.

(End of chapter)