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From killing people to devouring the soul and essence blood of the black-faced man Wu En, it took less than three breaths in total, killing people for less than one breath, and devouring only two breaths.

Among them, the most critical role is only known to Wu Potian himself: that is the sword of the soul. The power of soul power is incomparable, and the magic of soul skills is endless, which can be seen here!

"Junior, give me death!"

The anger in the heart of the lore sword king is almost to the point of being angry, in front of himself, let a junior kill a martial king-level powerhouse, this is an absolute insult and disdain to the martial king, it is tolerable, which is unbearable!

Facing the roar of the Killer Sword King, the soul clone that had just been integrated into the body had not disappeared, Wu Potian stared at him with great disdain, and immediately replenished his soul power, nourished the clone, and danced wildly with both hands, and the clone quietly emerged from his body, replacing his true body.

The soul clone that had just appeared swooped directly towards the Killer Sword King, but the main body quietly descended from the soil, moving quickly in the established direction, without stopping, and slipped away!

His command to the soul clone was: "Use all your strength, delay time, hold on to thirty breaths, and it will be enough!"

The soul clone who received the order transformed the thousand phantom ghosts and snakes into a variety of transformations, dancing wildly with both hands, and the terrifying true qi emitted a deafening dragon roar and tiger roar, to disturb the judgment of the lore sword king, and the scene of one soul and one person fighting was very grand, fiery and passionate. But. After a few moves of fighting with the soul clone, Wei Jiuzhong, the lore sword king. Then he began to wonder, "Why did this guy suddenly lose a lot of power, it seems that his skill is insufficient!"

However, the soul clone did not give him time to doubt and think, but blindly attacked and attacked, so that he had no time to think about anything else.

"Damn, if you figure it out, then it's okay. How can the deity still run away?" thought the soul clone in his heart.

Wu Potian, who was flying in the soil, muttered in his mouth: "Martial King level, it's really unusually strong, just now, I actually killed a Martial King level?"

There was a rare look of excitement on his face, it has only been more than two years since he cultivated martial arts, and my progress is still a little bit, after all, this person from the Flying Feather Continent. To cultivate to the level of a martial king, it will take fifty to sixty years for the most demonic genius. I've only been practicing for more than two years, and I've killed a Martial King? I don't know if anyone believes this achievement......

Hey, hey, hey......

He laughed a few times, his face changed instantly, and he muttered a little sadly: "Qingshuang, you must hold on, practice hard, and wait for your dear husband to arrive, it's fast, it's really fast, I will definitely rescue you from the Ice Palace as quickly as possible, trample that group of bullshit old women under your feet, and tell them how to behave!"

In fact, it's really no wonder that Wu Potian is so excited: the Martial King level is the idol of most of the martial cultivators in the Flying Feather Continent, and it is the unattainable peak of the martial cultivators.

The Flying Dragon Empire has a vast territory, and there are tens of millions of capable people, but there are only five Protector Warrior Kings. A martial king-level master sits in the center, and the five great protector martial kings suppress the Quartet, so that the major empires do not dare to offend lightly, which shows how rare a martial king-level cultivator is!

And today, Wu Potian, who has only been cultivating martial arts for more than two years and less than three years, killed another martial king-level master in front of a great martial king-level powerhouse, which has to be said to be a great feat, and in the entire Flying Feather Continent, it is a great feat second to none.

Wu Potian, who had been fanatical for a while, finally calmed down, he knew how rare the Martial King level was, whether it was a big empire or a certain organization, the status of the Martial King was irreplaceable, and the Killer Sword King would never stop there, he would definitely track me down at an extremely fast speed and kill me.

Sure enough, about ten miles away, a terrifying explosion came, Wu Potian's soul suddenly trembled, and he felt very uncomfortable, he knew that this was the sequelae of his soul clone being forcibly exploded, and the soul clone used all his strength, and only lasted for more than twenty breaths in total, and he couldn't even hold on to thirty breaths.

The Killer Sword King, who had exploded the soul clone, saw that a living body was actually beaten into a mass of scattered heaven and earth vitality, and a broken white bone fell, he immediately knew that he had fallen into a big trap, and he yelled frantically at that time: "Boy, no matter who you are, you must die today!"

"Hmph, nonsense guy, I'll talk about it when you catch it......" Wu Potian snorted angrily, and the person was like a sharp sword, shooting into the distance.

The two men chased and fled, splitting the air into a whining sound, like a terrible ghost crying, extremely miserable.

Wu Potian, who was running away, frowned, and noticed in his mind that the Desperate Sword King was chasing after him with a large group of people ten miles away, and at the same time quickly devoured and digested the soul of the black-faced man Wu En, decomposed useful information, and stored it in his brain one by one:

""Phantom Heaven Quenching Soul Formula", move me!"

When he heard the order, he immediately spun quickly, and a large amount of information was decomposed from Wu En's soul, but when Wu Potian probed one by one, he found that most of it was useless information, so he deleted it by the way.

Wei Jiuzhong, the desperate sword king who was chasing ten miles away, had a crazy look on his face, and a face that was originally very beautiful was now twisted irregularly, like an earthworm crawling on his face, and the powerful qi fluctuations around his body were surging out in all directions, causing a large group of sub-Grandmaster realm masters who followed him to quickly retreat and avoid.

This madman can't afford to offend, grandma's, there used to be a black-faced man Wu En, but now Wu En is dead, he has no scruples, he can kill whoever he wants, who can help him?

Sensing that the group of people behind him was retreating, he made a "swish" with a pair of crazy killing eyes, turned his head and shot at the people behind him, and a man in blue tried to explain something to him. But as soon as he spoke. was frightened by his cold eyes:

"Adult ......"

Laugh at...... A flash of silver light. In an instant, he disappeared from the body of the man in blue, and the next moment, the blue-clothed man fell to the ground with a "puff" sound, and his chest was directly disemboweled, and his chest was directly disemboweled, and his internal organs flowed to the ground, and all of them fell out, but the person was not completely out of breath.

Blood is splattered. Bones stained red all over the ground.

"Hmph, this king doesn't like to talk the most, what's the use of this kind of person staying in the world?

The group of people who came at the beginning, including Wu En, was originally twenty people, and before they could find anything, they were killed by the Killer Sword King, one was a three-point martial king, a grandmaster-level master, and a martial king-level master was slaughtered by Wu Potian, and now there are only seventeen people left.

The trip has not yet been accomplished. lost his life first, three generals, which is really disadvantageous. He deserves to die all, grandma, this lore sword king is really a hero, not worthy of being a general who leads a party, if he continues like this, he will definitely provoke the anger of the heavens and people, and the anger of people and gods!

The blue-clothed man who was not yet dead spurted blood from his mouth, and scolded angrily: "Desperate Sword King, I, your grandmother, bless you with your life on this trip, and be broken into thousands of pieces by that kid surnamed Wu, devouring a body of soul and essence blood, and never be reborn......!"

The extremely resentful eyes, and the extremely evil curse made the Killer Sword King Gui Wei Martial King frown a few times, "Damn the scumbag, dare to curse this king when you are dying, die!" The Desperate Knife King roared frantically, and with a furious palm, the blue-clothed man was directly beaten into nothingness.

This is the cup of the low hand, it is the sorrow of the weak, there are two people, in less than half a day, a grandmaster realm, a three-point martial king, only one step away from cultivating to the level of the martial king, but for no reason died tragically under the hands of the lore sword king.

This guy is simply an unreasonable bastard, a shameless tyrant!

Now, there are still seventeen people left, thirty-four eyes, each eye is radiating the light of hatred, staring at Wei Jiuzhong very resentfully, without blinking, they are not afraid of the coercion of the martial king level, anyway, it is death, fear is death, if you are not afraid, it is just a death, afraid of a hair?

"Hmph, what are you staring at? Who dares to curse Lao Tzu, he is a role model!" Facing the thirty-four extremely resentful eyes, the Killer Sword King also had a straight hair in his heart, and immediately snorted angrily, threatening everyone.

But the seventeen people did not say anything, and there was no fear on their faces at all, and they still did not change their anger, and stared at him with resentment, as if the threat from the Martial King had not been effective at all.

He stared coldly at the group of wastes who were glaring at him in front of him for a while, and said in a voice colder than Xuan Bing: "Now, let's go after that kid, we must break him into pieces, this trip is not only to find the water of the Yellow Spring, but you don't have to know, just follow this king, if anyone dares to run away halfway and don't listen to the command, this king will directly let him turn into ashes!"

Before he finished speaking, he didn't bother to pay attention to everyone anymore, anyway, they were here to be cannon fodder, so he immediately turned around and took the lead in chasing.

Wei Jiuzhong, the lore sword king who was chasing all the way, was like an overturned five-flavor bottle in his heart, thinking of that unknown kid, who could compete with a master of the martial king level with the realm of a grandmaster, and thinking of his means of killing the black-faced man Wu En, he was cold all over, and now he must catch up with him, killing this son is the most perfect strategy, otherwise, the consequences will be unpredictable.

His face was cold, his face was changing, and he was bursting out with a cold and murderous aura, which made the seventeen followers who followed him shiver......

Following this kind of evil star who kills people at every turn, and his high skills, it is completely a kind of torture and sorrow for these seventeen people, and they now feel that life is better than death, like a thin ice.

During this period of time, Wu Potian found a lot of information about the Netherworld Alliance in the soul of the black-faced man Wu En, and also knew that the person they came to look for was indeed the hall master of the Evil God Temple, and he disappeared in the forbidden land of gods and demons tens of thousands of years ago.

But the Netherworld Alliance also doesn't have exact information to know whether Evil Dingtian is alive or not, just let them find Evil Dingtian's hiding place, this is only the first step in this plan, as for the follow-up plan, the black-faced people don't know at all because their status is too low.

And there is a lot of information about the Netherworld, and after carefully reading all the information, Wu Potian was shocked by the sheer size of the Netherworld Alliance:

The entire alliance is divided into samurai-level black clothes, martial master-level red clothes, grandmaster-level green clothes, three-point martial king-level blue clothes, martial king-level purple clothes, deputy hall master silver clothes, hall master yellow clothes, and alliance leader gold clothes, all of which are divided into grades by the color of the clothes.

The whole alliance is divided into thirty-six halls, ninety-nine halls, the status of the hall master and the hall master is not distinguished, each hall has a hall master, two deputy hall masters, or a hall master and two deputy hall masters, the subordinates are generally the three major protectors, all of them are martial king-level masters, the deputy hall master and the deputy hall master must at least be the late realm of the martial king, and the hall master and the hall master, at least the peak realm of the martial king, or the master of the martial monarch.

There is an elder group in the Netherworld Alliance, a Dharma Protector Group of the General Alliance, the members of the Elder Group are at least the Martial King level, and the members of the Dharma Protector Group are at least the peak of the Martial King level. And the backbone of the members of the entire alliance is the grandmaster-level master and the three-point martial king master, and the top master martial monarch level or above. And the Martial King level is only a super master in the Netherworld Alliance, and the black-faced man Wu En has seen the existence of the Martial Venerable level.

Seeing this, Wu Potian gasped, such a huge organization, how many martial king-level and martial monarch-level masters should support it, once these people gather, they can subvert a country at any time, it is not difficult at all.

But why don't they do that? What is their purpose?

It has been almost an hour of rapid swimming, and the distance is at least hundreds of miles, but this forbidden land of gods and demons seems to have no end, and when Wu Potian was carefully looking for the water of the Yellow Spring, suddenly, Xiao Jin chirped, and when he was still hesitating, it suddenly jumped off Wu Potian's shoulder, and pulled Wu Potian directly in another direction with a pair of golden claws.

"Huh...... Why, little one, are you pulling me there?"

"Chirp"

Xiao Jin chirped quickly, he was so anxious that he seemed to have discovered something, Wu Potian saw it like this, and he didn't have time to communicate with it, so he followed the little guy and hurried forward.

One person and one beast moved forward at a rapid pace, Xiao Jin's speed was even faster than him, but Wu Potian, who was flying away, was already blessed by nine hundred and ninety-nine dragon powers, and the speed was the fastest in his life, this discovery made Wu Potian more and more surprised in his heart, this little guy, I don't know what kind of demon he will grow up in the future?

Suddenly, when Wu Potian was happy for Xiao Jin, the little guy suddenly stopped and pulled Wu Potian forward, only a few steps, and something strange happened suddenly...... (To be continued......)