Both Garon and Blue Star's hands were on the hilt of the knife at the same time, and Blue Star's knife was a short black knife like a dagger.

Phew!!

In an instant, the two of them drew their knives at the same time, and the red and black knife marks shot towards each other almost like lightning. The two knives rushed into each other's bodies at the same time with a strong chill.

The sound of a blade stabbing into flesh.

All of the Blue Pole Star's last force field exploded, rolling up a large amount of white cold air to envelop the surroundings, obscuring their sight and sound, and at the same time pushing away the Blue Frost Sect behind them. Especially his sister.

In the white air, his knife stabbed into Garon's chest. But the blade was disembodied as if it were illusory, and the entire black short knife was rapidly melting, burrowing into Garon's body, and quickly fusing into a small black ball.

"This is all my inheritance, take it, give it all to you. Blue Polestar whispered, "Hehe, remember your promise." ”

A huge amount of chill and cold qi gushed out from his whole body, spurting and flowing towards Garon's body, along the black short knife between the two.

As the dagger melted faster, the chill surged faster and faster.

Garon frantically absorbed this cold air, but Chixue Gong quickly absorbed it to the saturation limit. The chill consciousness from the non-falling level quickly condensed into a small black ball, which was about to completely stop lurking in the middle of Garon's chest.

But at this moment, the Secret of Life in his body, the Martial Cold Hell Peacock Skill, broke out for the first time without anyone controlling it.

Countless blue threads surged towards the black ball from all directions, enveloping the power of the black inheritance in the blink of an eye. A blue ball is formed.

Garon's heart was pleasantly surprised. In his attribute column, the completion of the seventh layer of the Cold Hell Peacock Skill is actually increasing rapidly. Starting from the original 64%, it jumped up at almost three points per second.

I have been practicing this course for many years. Almost forgotten by Garon, the powerful and dense martial arts he would still improve, finally appeared for the first time at this time, a terrifying mutation. The power of the Root Inheritance from the Unsublime seems to be his great complement.

The surrounding white gas dissipated.

Blue Pole Star was as thin as firewood, kneeling down in front of Garon, and the spirit of the whole person had completely disappeared.

"Brother!!

The only remaining young girl in the Blue Frost Pies screamed in pain. She covered her face with her hands, and she couldn't make a sound of pain.

"Senior brother!!" the few remaining junior disciples cried out in despair.

"How can it be so fast!?" the senior sister stared at Garon in disbelief, and she soon saw the cut on Garon's chest.

"Die! hey!" the two blood-robed robes pounced at the same time, and the remaining two stood still. Apparently already thinking that there is no need to do it yourself.

In just the blink of an eye, the last few disciples of the Blue Frost Sect were all killed, facing the unranked masters. They are as powerless as babies.

At this time, whether it is Senior Sister or Garon, they have already guessed the identities of these four blood robes, all the non-ranking in the nearby star field are registered with names and surnames, and there will be no reason why such a strong four non-ranking mechanics will appear. The only explanation. It's that they're the local elders in the vicinity at all!

Garon was staring at his Cold Hell Peacock Gong at this time, how much malachite he absorbed, and today, he finally had the hope of really exerting his strength!

The secret martial arts of the disciples of the Cold Hell Peacock Gong will definitely not be the pure auxiliary effect of the past, and Garon has always felt that this secret martial arts has strengthened himself as if it were nothing, but it is mainly the improvement of the distorted species to the external creatures that is extremely terrifying. And in terms of its own strength improvement, it is useless at all. It is far from being in line with the powerful reputation of the secret martial arts of life.

Now the Secret Martial Cold Hell Peacock Gong is a total of eight layers, and he is about to complete the seventh layer. Once you enter the eighth layer, this is the ultimate extreme realm. For a living secret martial arts, even the original Hesas said that the cultivation of the secret martial arts of life is very difficult and very difficult, and this kind of secret martial arts will continue to change with the situation of the subject, becoming more suitable for the main body, fitting the main body, and reaching the level of maximizing its strength.

There was no sound, and without a sound, Garon saw that the percentage of his Cold Hell Peacock Gong finally exceeded 100%.

The state of the entire Cold Hell Peacock Gong blurred suddenly, and quickly became clear again.

All the other abilities and talents are still the same, but the effect has been strengthened more, and there is only one more ability in the entire Peacock Skill.

-- Peacockization.

There was no explanation behind it, but Garon felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart just by seeing the words.

At this time, a blood robe had already shifted to the Blue Pole Star sister, and he reached out and pointed at her head like lightning.

Syllable.

The girl's eyes rolled, and her whole body consciousness was like a deflated balloon, completely leaking out, leaking completely. Completely reduced to an ordinary person, not only that, but his consciousness was completely leaked and disappeared, and even the pilot could not be cultivated, so he could only be the most ordinary ordinary person.

Poof, the girl passed out.

The blood-robed man lifted the girl and smiled at Garon's side, his hand shook, and with a bang, the girl actually slammed into Garon with a large force field like a cannonball.

Garon took over, spun his body in a circle, relieving all the impact and catching the unconscious girl. He glanced at the man lightly.

And to his surprise, the terrifying blood robe force field was actually swallowed by the Peacock Gong silently, not the kind of devouring that needed to light up the blue silk thread, but swallowed invisibly and naturally, as natural as breathing and drinking water, without the slightest discomfort.

"There are two hits. The blood robe was slightly stunned, originally he planned to give the inheritance-level Garon a little bit of power, but he didn't expect the inheritance-level force field to be followed quietly.

"Is this the power of Miwu?" Garon came to this world, and for the first time felt that Miwu was able to surpass the power of this special world's technology. This is also the first time that the Secret Martial Arts of Life are finally no longer purely auxiliary secret weapons, but can really play a role in battle.

"The secret of life. There should be no weakness. Garon suddenly remembered what Hesas had said while he was still there.

"Yes, the secret martial arts of life, there really shouldn't be such an obvious weakness as not being able to fight head-on," he sighed softly. Holding the girl to the corpse of Blue Pole Star, he picked up a silver clip from his collar. This is where all the treasures of Blue Pole Star lie.

Carthage asked him to agree to this request just now, and Garon knew that he was actually not qualified to agree, so he raised his head at this time to look at Carthage, who was floating in control.

What he didn't expect was that Carthage seemed to be talking to a woman dressed in blue and with all her limbs broken. Ignored him.

The woman seemed to be from the Blue Frost faction, and both hands and feet were cut off. Only one torso remained.

Their lips moved slightly, but no sound came from them. The woman's love xù was very excited, as if she was questioning something. Carthage, on the other hand, still had a calm smile on the corner of his mouth, without the slightest abnormality.

Garon stood below and looked at the two, frowning slightly.

He didn't know why, and he had a strange feeling. It's like the feeling of oppression in Carthage in the sky, which was originally extremely terrifying. When he arrived here, it was like a breeze blowing on his face, without the slightest warning, and the soul seed slowly turned in his mind, and he didn't make any alarms anymore.

He could feel as if he could inflate his whole body, the kind of complete stretch, balloon-like expansion, as if the body wasn't his real shell at all.

This feeling has been felt since he had just broken through the Cold Prison Peacock Gong. And now it's getting more and more intense.

He vaguely remembered that the Cold Hell Peacock Gong of the eighth layer was already the highest level of the Secret Seed of Life. It is also the legendary level that should have reached the level of the legion.

"What kind of level can the legion level reach compared to the mechanic pilot," Garon suddenly felt an urge to change his body. But reason forcibly suppressed it.

Theoretically. He broke through the eighth layer of the Cold Hell Peacock by himself and reached the highest level, belonging to the legion level, but in fact, he didn't feel that his body had changed significantly, except for the enhancement and expansion of some abilities, he was still the same person.

Clan level.

The former nine-headed dragon king Nadia is at this level, and she is the top master in the legion level. It's only one step away from the Demon King. Just the projection clone made Garon almost die in the first place.

The hierarchical division in the ancient sound and multiple civilizations, the gap between each level is like a moat. You can't use the number of piles to decide the winner. The same is true for the corps level and the next level of generals.

Somehow, Garon suddenly looked at Carthage suspended in the sky, and a trace of longing inexplicably welled up in his heart

It was a very strange longing, not love or anything like that, but simply a desire as if I had seen something extremely delicious. He could feel his saliva secreting and his body's blood flow accelerating.

Suddenly, Carthage's eyes looked this way, and he frowned slightly, as if he had sensed something.

Garon hurriedly lowered his head and made a gesture to check the girl in his arms.

Forcibly suppress the impulsive desire in the heart.

Garon looked around, and the four blood-robed men had already shot into the distance to assist in the slaughter of the rest of the Blue Frost Sect disciples.

The senior sister of the Blue Frost Sect had been silently grabbed by a blood robe and flew in her hand, her whole face was like ashes, and there was no sparkle in her eyes.

"Fight!!"

Garon suddenly heard the frantic roar of a young man behind him.

Turning around, he saw several young disciples with their flying birds and weapons stepping on the ruins, rushing towards him.

What made him slightly shocked was that these young people actually flashed with an extremely huge energy reaction.

Bang!

The white flames exploded, and it was actually a plasma high-energy bomb!

The terrifying high temperature of tens of thousands of degrees instantly melted the surrounding qiē into a liquid gaseous state, completely forming a terrifying magma pool centered on Gareon.

But the white magma just formed and instantly solidified and cooled.

Garon stood in place without moving, and the heat emitted by the plasma high-energy bomb that could threaten the inheritance level was right in front of him, as if it was blocked by an invisible barrier. Its immense heat and impact seemed to be being absorbed by something at a terrifying rate.

In less than two seconds, all the heat of the bomb was completely gone.

"What is this?" Garon was a little inexplicable, he didn't move at all, his consciousness and Chixue skill had just been condensed in the palm of his hand, and before he could let it out to resist, he saw that the power of the bomb disappeared directly.

"Is this devouring?!" He suddenly shook his body, and actually felt that there was an extra mass of high-heat energy distortion in his body. And this seed is still being paradoxically transformed into a large amount of cold energy pouring into his Chixue Gong.

Without any movement from him, all damage is devoured and automatically absorbed. Not even the slightest aftermath affected him.

"This is the Eighth Layer Cold Hell Peacock Gong?" Garon was shocked.

The urge in his heart suddenly grew stronger and stronger, and an extremely strong hunger welled up in his stomach.

"I want to eat him" Garon looked up again at Carthage in the sky. (To be continued......)