Beiyin Great Sage

The delicate balance was broken, and Yang Shizhen was severely injured on the spot. Facing Zhou Jia who was going all out, Xu Ding was killed on the spot by the five-color thunder light before he could hold on for long.

Turning his head, he pinched off Yang Shizhen's limbs and neck, and searched for things. There was an immediate silence in the place.

A figure nearly two and a half meters tall and as burly as a mountain came to Chang Wuming and handed over the black sword in Xu Ding's hand:

"go."

"kill him!"

The vitality of the late Black Iron warriors was astonishingly strong. Even if his neck was twisted and deformed, Yang Shizhen was fine for a while.

Facing the long sword handed to him, Chang Wuming's face turned pale and he subconsciously took a step back.

He is not afraid of killing monsters.

But that's people!

Even though he was not from Earth, he had no enmity with Yang Shizhen before that, and he killed Zhou Jia just because of his words.

It was really beyond his ability to bear.

"Ah……"

Zhou Jia chuckled and flicked it casually.

"puff!"

The long sword stuck straight into the ground, and the hilt trembled slightly.

"Do you know why Liang Xingzhi's strength increased so quickly? It's because he killed two people, and the strength of those two people was far inferior to the one in front of you."

He walked forward, his voice unhurried:

"I won't kill him, it's up to you."

Chang Wuming looked at the sword and struggled with his eyes.

At the critical moment just now, he stabbed the opponent with his sword. If Yang Shizhen had not died, Zhou Jia might be fine, but as an ordinary person, he would definitely die.

and,

Killing people can also increase your cultivation...

His eyes flashed for a moment, desire and struggle changed. Chang Wuming gritted his teeth, fiercely grasped the hilt of the sword in front of him, and with a low roar rushed towards Yang Shizhen, who was unable to resist.

"puff!"

"Puff!"

He held the sword in his hand and slashed with it. Even the body of the late Black Iron warrior was cut open bit by bit until he died.

The leader of the thirty-sixth line of Jinhuang from the outer sect of the Xuantian Alliance, the owner of Xiaolang Island, and the overlord of the party, died in such a wretched manner at the hands of a mortal sword.

"boom……"

The source of power that was violent but did not harm the physical body at all disappeared into the body through the air.

In just an instant, Chang Wuming, who had just been promoted to the sixth level, had already broken through the seventh level, and continued to climb up to the peak of the seventh level.

It is only a little short of the eighth level.

This scene made Zhou Jia look envious.

newcomer,

Undoubtedly, this is the time when the cultivation level increases the fastest. The source of power gained from killing is very small, but it can still make the cultivation level increase by leaps and bounds. If it were a late-stage black iron monster...

Chang Wuming's cultivation level may be able to climb directly to the tenth level!

Two or three more.

Black iron is not impossible.

The cold wind blew, Zhou Jia stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at Chang Wuming, who was shaking all over and with excitement and anxiety in his eyes, and said slowly:

"I'm curious, why did you make this choice?"

Compared with the benefits promised by Xu Ding and Yang Shizhen, Zhou Jia remained silent from beginning to end.

Needless to say, taking action against Zhou Jia would gain the appreciation of the two late-stage Black Iron masters. It would also be of great benefit to the solution of his current predicament.

Worst.

You can also choose not to help each other.

Helping Zhou Jia may not necessarily bring any benefits, but on the contrary, it will attract the hostility of the two powerful men.

"No reason."

Chang Wuming straightened up, his face ashen, as if he still resented Zhou Jia for forcing him to kill:

"It doesn't matter to me if you die, but the survivors here will be unlucky. No matter what, you walked out of the earth."

"ha……"

Zhou Jia raised his head and laughed inexplicably:

"It's true that we are new. At this time, we are still thinking about other people."

"snort!"

Chang Wuming snorted coldly:

"Is it possible that after being out for a long time, everyone has become as cold and heartless as you?"

"That's not true." Zhou Jia hesitated, shook his head and sighed:

"only……"

"Perhaps, people are different."

When he first entered the Ruins Realm, he had good thoughts towards his "fellow countrymen", but his nature was indifferent and he encountered difficulties.

The enthusiasm gradually cooled down.

"Let's go!"

Turning around, he stepped forward:

"Go somewhere with me."

"Where are you going?" Chang Wuming hurriedly followed and said:

"Actually, I know that even without my help, you will be fine. On the contrary, the two of them are too eager and will definitely lose."

"You are very smart." Zhou Jia smiled lightly:

"You guessed it right. Helping me is your only chance to survive, so... you made a right decision."

With the Tiangang giant spirit body in his body, he is already invincible.

Whether it's the secret technique to stimulate potential again or the talent brought by water-bending traits, it can break the balance of the three people at that time.

even.

Taking out something from the universe space can also force the two people back.

Often nameless eyelids twitch.

He was just guessing, but it was confirmed.

The 'fellow' and 'senior' in front of him, who has become one of the strongest men in the outside world without the help of his own race, should not be underestimated.

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The will of the abyss has the greatest influence on Jicheng, and it is the dead objects.

Certain existences, which should have been ornamental objects for people to appreciate, have now turned into monsters that eat human flesh and blood, hunting and killing living beings.

ruins.

Seven wooden sculptures about two feet high were tightly wrapped in spiritual light.

A group of more than ten people used their martial arts and origin skills to surround the place, forming groups of two and three, and cast spells to trap the seven wooden sculptures on the spot.

"Bah!"

A lifelike goshawk flapped its wings, stirred up howling winds, and rushed high into the sky with aura of light, only to be smashed down again.

"brute!"

"It's a dead thing, so just go die!"

Amidst the roar, swords and swords clashed, cutting deep marks on the huge goshawk's body, causing the goshawk to scream incessantly.

Its body is a wood carving.

After activation, it seemed to have incredible resilience, and the deep marks were restored at a speed visible to the naked eye.

until...

"Crack!"

A blade with strange flames slashed down, and the struggling Goshawk's body froze. Then his head fell to the ground, and his body hit the ground heavily.

"hold head high!"

At this time, the giant elephant not far away seemed to have been stimulated by some kind of stimulus. It suddenly roared wildly, stamped its hooves wildly, broke through the interception of several people, and rushed forward.

It was huge in size, and no one could stop it from swinging its giant nose, and it broke through the encirclement in an instant.

"Don't mess up!"

Bai Ju frowned:

"I'll chase you, and I'll leave the rest to you."

"yes."

"Senior, be careful."

Others followed suit.

And Bai Ju has transformed into a wisp of will-o'-the-wisp, chasing in the direction of the giant elephant. His speed is far faster than the clumsy giant elephant.

Catching up is just a matter of time.

"Uh-huh!"

"Swish!"

The figure flickered, Bai Ju jumped more than ten feet, and the ghost flame knife with blue flames dragged out a strange shadow behind him.

After a while.

The giant elephant is already close at hand.

Bai Ju had a sneer on his face, and with a move of his hand, the long knife from his back spontaneously jumped into his palm. Ling Ran's knife intention was about to move, but his figure suddenly stagnated.

"who?"

He turned his head suddenly, shouted in a deep voice, and looked at the shadow of a building not far away, not even bothering to chase the giant elephant.

"Brother Bai."

Zhou Jia, carrying an ax and shield on his back, came step by step from the shadows and said slowly:

"We meet again."

"Zhou Jia!"

Seeing the person coming clearly, Bai Ju's face showed surprise at first, and then his eyes turned cold. The ghost flame knife in his palm was distorted and deformed by the burning of the ghost fire:

"You want to kill me?"

If there was substantial murderous intent covering all directions, he would certainly not be able to sense it.

But while I was surprised, I was also a little funny:

"Just because of that native?"

"He is mine." Zhou Jia looked calm and approached slowly:

"Brother Bai doesn't think that the person who killed me, Zhou, can be dismissed with a few Origin Stones, right?"

"Otherwise?" Bai Ju sneered:

"Is it possible that you still want me to pay with my life for a mere mortal aboriginal? Your Excellency, you will definitely take revenge. Bai has learned a lesson today."

"It seems that Brother Bai doesn't have the slightest sincerity." Zhou Jia shook his head with regret in his eyes:

"That being the case, Zhou doesn't mind sending you on your way."

Before the word 'road' came out, the ground beneath his feet collapsed silently, and the huge driving force made him shoot out like a cannonball.

One hundred meters in an instant.

The two people were already several feet apart.

Bai Ju's eyes twitched and he retreated subconsciously, only to find that the air around him seemed to have solidified, and his movement speed was severely hindered.

pressure!

Zhou Jia struck with his shield. The shields were several feet apart, and the air in front was almost liquid. The figure inside was like an insect frozen in amber.

"Uh-huh!"

Bai Rang's body shook, his whole body twisted and deformed.

Ghostly Step!

He turned into a ghost, like a body between reality and reality. He was not suppressed by the real world in an instant, and he flew several feet diagonally with lightness and speed.

This is Shuo Qinggong's top secret skill. After it is completed, it can even ignore most physical attacks and even mental and will effects.

"snort!"

Before the fight, he was forced to use his special skills, which made Bai Ju look gloomy, snorted softly, and the ground under his feet twisted.

The sun is high in the sky.

When light shines on an object, there will naturally be a shadow.

Now, following Bai Ju's movements, the shadow on the ground seemed to come alive, twisting like a snake and wrapping around Zhou Jia.

The martial arts of the Dalin Dynasty blended the techniques of various ethnic groups with different mysteries.

This method of controlling shadows comes from a very unique source technique in the Fei Mu world, but relatively speaking, the source technique is not very powerful.

After being integrated and understood by the ancestors of Shuo Qinggong, it becomes a unique skill of its own.

Ghostly!

"Uh-huh!"

Bai Ju's figure flashed and merged into the ghost shadow. For a moment, it was difficult to distinguish between the real body and the ghost shadow. Countless blue sword lights spread in all directions.

At this time, Zhou Jia moved.

His body stretched, as if he were walking casually and leisurely, his face was calm and leisurely, and his steps were slow and gentle. With one step, he appeared where Bai Ju's true body was.

Many methods that confuse the mind are of no use to him.

A flick of the shield destroys all illusions.

With the characteristics of enlightenment and the perfection of the Five Thunder Ax Techniques, the methods of the Black Iron Realm are as childish as a child's juggling in Zhou Jia's eyes.

You don't even need to rely on the Tingfeng trait to instantly locate the opponent's true identity from the many messy messages.

"drink!"

This scene was obviously beyond Bai Ju's expectation. Without any time to think about it, his eyes shrank and he swung his knife suddenly.

"when……"

The sword and shield collided, a huge force exploded, and the two people leaned back at the same time.

Bai Ju used the force to retreat violently, his body flashing like a ghost, while Zhou Jia twisted his body and slashed forward with the double-edged ax in his right hand.

"boom!"

The dazzling lightning swept hundreds of meters ahead in an instant.

Bai Ju's figure suddenly froze.

Zhou Jia stepped forward again, as gently and casually as before, raising his shield to attack as before, the strong wind howling in his face.

It seems like a simple action, but it is difficult to dodge.

"when……"

Swords and shields collide.

Bai Ju's face showed despair, and his body skills were almost used to the extreme, trying to retreat further.

No matter what.

"boom!"

The overwhelming thunder light covers all directions in front of you, regardless of how exquisite your movements are.

"ah!"

Bai Ju looked up to the sky and howled, his mouth roaring unwillingly.

This time, he no longer chose to retreat, but collided head-on with a knife, trying to use his body skills to force him to fight.

"when……"

A shield as thick as a mountain interrupted his thoughts.

The shield made the attack powerless, and the five-thunder ax made dodge a delusion. His every move was actually being calculated.

Zhou Jia used a shield and an ax, and struck out with an expressionless face. In a monotonous to childish way, he took six consecutive turns, and finally cut the double-edged ax into Bai Ju's throat.

"puff!"

The head rolled down.

"Crack!"

Hanging his ax and shield behind his back, Zhou Jia, with a calm expression, bent down and skillfully searched for the corpse. At the same time, he signaled to Chang Wuming, whose face was ashen behind him:

"Let's go!"

"ah?"

"ah!"

"Yes Yes."

Chang Wuming came back to his senses, his eyes changed, and he hurriedly followed.

"Uncle."

He glanced at the corpse swept into the corner behind him and whispered:

"I heard that that person is very powerful?"

"Yeah." Zhou Jia nodded:

"almost."

"About?" Chang Wuming's cheeks twisted.

From the way you looked just now, you didn't look like you were dealing with a very powerful person. You were suppressing the opponent from the beginning to the end.

It’s simply a massacre!

And you are a murderer, why is your expression so calm?

Killing people and collecting corpses, so skilled?

And the two people from not long ago.

Although Chang Wuming didn't know much about Hongze Territory, he had heard of the Xuantian Alliance, and even knew how high the status of the inner sect elders and branch lineage masters was.

But even this kind of people, in front of Zhou Jia, would kill at will.

This person...

Could it be that he is really a murderer?

As his thoughts turned, he was even more frightened. He kept his head down and said nothing, for fear of disturbing the other party. If he was hit by an axe, he would have no excuse.

"There's something wrong with the technique you practice." Zhou Jia said slowly:

"It's best to stop if you don't want to die."

"Ah!" Chang Wuming was stunned:

"This is what an outsider taught me. He said that as long as I reach the eighth level, he will take me and Xiaoqian out, and he can also accept me as his disciple."

"It's up to you." Zhou Jia's expression remained unchanged.

"Is there really a problem?" Chang Wuming's expression changed, showing anxiety:

"Is that person trying to harm me?"

"That doesn't make sense!"

Zhou Jia didn't respond to his words, leaving him suspicious. In an instant, the two of them walked to the top of a ruins, where they could see in all directions.

"that person."

Zhou Jia pointed toward the distance:

"Do you recognize him?"

"Which one?"

Chang Wuming squinted his eyes and stared at the direction pointed by Zhou Jia. At the same time, he made up his mind not to practice the technique yet.

With Zhou Jia's strength, there was no need to deceive him.

The distance was too far. Even though he was already at level seven, he couldn't see clearly from far away.

"Well……"

Zhou Jia pondered for a moment, then pulled out a source technique he saw from the library in his mind, and with a single stroke of his finger, the surrounding water vapor gathered.

In the blink of an eye, a water mirror appeared in front of the two of them.

The water mirror reflects the distant scene into it through the refraction of light.

"Xing Qi!"

Chang Wuming was stunned by the figure on the water mirror:

"Why did he come out?"