To combat piracy and support genuine copying, please go to Zhulang.com to read the latest content. Current userid:,Current username:''"I've heard for a long time that there is a waste in this sect who broke into the position of the first disciple by background.,Let me understand today whether you have the ability to stay in this position.。 ”

Soul Qianyan's hands were claw-shaped, and the gourd hanging from his waist spit out a pitch-black wolf smoke, only to see hundreds of hideous-looking evil ghosts roaring out, surrounding Soul Qianxuan's hands, and bursts of crying spread all around.

"Hundred ghosts hook!"

said that it was too late, and then quickly, Soul Qianyan rushed over like an arrow off the string, and Luochen showed a panicked look when he saw this, which made Soul Qianyan sneer in his heart, what are you going to do to fight with yourself in the fog realm?

"Literati can also be brave, and pen and ink are used as soldiers. ”

Ning Caichen almost without thinking about blocking the dust, throwing out a simple brush in his sleeve, the hairs of the tip of the pen are getting shorter and shorter from long to periphery, from round to fine, the hairs are gathered, and the thousands of hairs are one, until they are handed over to one point, as if all the essence of all the hairs are gathered at this point.

When the tip of the pen and the claw collided together, a bright light instantly burst out from the confrontation, and after the brilliance was exhausted, Ning Caichen's hair was messy, and the image of his eyes was gloomy.

"You want to stand out for others with this little ability?"

The Soul Thousand Deaths stood in place intact, silently declaring that the strength of the Thorn Peak Realm was unmatched!

"The pen is the knife, and the ink is the heart!"

Ning Caichen knew that if he took a step back, his little junior brother would be in danger, although the soul did not dare to kill people in the sect, but unconsciously abolishing a person was simply easy for him, and he showed what he had learned all his life at the moment.

In the sky, an inkstone suddenly appeared, followed by the brush held by Ning Caichen, and the heaven and earth became gloomy and dark at this moment, and it was compelling.

The pen, lightly dipped in the ink, to be full of ink to absorb the hair, recuperate, and finally flow to a point, as if the momentum of thick accumulation, a skimming, no residue, no residue, ten thousand millimeters of force to kill the soul, it is bound to kill with one blow!

In the face of Ning Caichen's full blow, Soul Qianyan finally put away his contempt, his expression was a little more solemn, he bit the tip of his tongue, and spit out a mouthful of essence blood sprinkled on the gourd on his waist, and the gourd that got the essence blood suddenly swelled to a height of three feet, as if he was not satisfied, and the trend of change gradually stopped.

Looking at the brush that was close at hand, Soul Qianyan's eyes flashed fiercely, and he gritted his teeth and opened the mouth of the gourd, as if he had released the source of all evil.

All of a sudden, the sky was crying, and the earth was trembling!

"I want blood...... Meat!"

A shudder that seeped into the soul of the person spread through the hearts of everyone present as soon as the sound came out, and a withered, broken arm broke free from the gourd and grabbed the panicked soul Qianqi.

"Sacrifice...... Inadequate...... Make up ...... with you"

The voice was rotten and sluggish, but there was an irresistible majesty pressing on the heart.

Under the screams of horror, the entire young and energetic arm of the soul thousand died instantly became old and wrinkled, and the arm that broke out of the gourd was regained its youthfulness, and the beating meridians were as excited as if they had been reborn.

"My price has been paid, and now I command you to wipe out those two men for me!"

There was a sense of twilight on the body of the soul thousand, and he said with resentment.

At this time, he had forgotten that Yi Wuregret was the first disciple of the high priest, and he had forgotten the rules prohibiting the mutilation of his fellow disciples, and he only had in his mind the humiliation of being threatened by a misty realm, and the madness of burning jade!

"Cause and effect...... Reached. ”

The arm suddenly carried the gourd, and gently hooked the murderous brush in the air, and the momentum of the brush was like a broken bamboo, and the strength of the body was even more dispersed, and it became an ordinary brush in the blink of an eye, suspended in mid-air, and it was classified as ordinary without even giving it time to explode.

That arm didn't stop, as if he longed for more flesh and blood, driving him to kill the two of them.

"Before I became an immortal, the way of devouring was life, and the way of devouring was death. ”

The moment the Dao technique was condensed, a deep and cold black hole appeared in front of the falling dust, and launched a suction battle with the arm, but that arm devoured vitality, and the falling dust devoured everything!

"Life, swallow all things, death, all laws do not invade!"

The cold black hole continued to devour the surrounding plants and trees, and even the vitality contained in the arm was inhaled by one-third, causing the old markings on the arm to gradually emerge, and the vitality inhaled into the black hole turned into a pure aura and integrated into the natal spirit island of the falling dust, and slowly, the dust exuded a dusty breath, like a fairy in green clothes, descending to the world.

"My leg bones have become scepters, my arm bones have become swords, my eyes have become pearls, and my skull has become a shroud of heaven and earth. ”

As soon as the voice came out, a strong nausea welled up in Luochen's heart, as if he was sinking into a boundless swamp, difficult to break out, and sinking deeper and deeper.

On the other hand, Ning Caichen's condition was the same, his eyes were dazed, his whole body was trembling, and the violent cold permeated his heart, which could not be dispersed or breathed.

Under the strange secret technique of the arm, the two have become lambs to the slaughter, and they have no power to resist.

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