Devil Seeds

When Song Qingwen admitted, Ke Xiaoliang didn't hesitate at all.

The punch he had prepared a long time ago had already been punched directly in the face.

Since this punch was done with momentum, there is no room for Song Qingwen to dodge, no matter who he is... within five steps at the moment, under Ke Xiaoliang's full strength punch, he will... die!

Song Qingwen knew so much, how could Ke Xiaoliang allow him to continue wandering outside?

No matter what kind of ambition he has, and no matter what kind of calculations are behind him.

The previous tolerance has reached its limit.

If you continue to endure, it will not be 'repayment', but weakness.

So Song Qingwen could not kill him thoroughly, but he must be sent to Huzhong Realm for supervision.

For this reason, even if it was to deplete his spirituality and make it impossible for Song Qingwen to continue to deduce the way of sealing the demon, he would not hesitate.

What's more, although there are few talents, they are not irreplaceable.

Sooner or later someone will fill Song Qingwen's position in the wasteland world, as long as the wasteland world shows enough value.

"Wait, don't you want to know the specific promotion path of the sixth stage of the soul sun? You don't want to know, besides the soul sun, are there other sixth-tier jobs? There is also a deduction direction for the seventh stage. I can provide all of these." Facing Ke Xiaoliang's unreasonable punch and the force of Yuan Magnetic squeezed from all directions, Song Qingwen opened the mana rune giant shield and said.

boom!

The power of the punch exploded, and the giant mana shield was smashed in just a moment. Before Song Qingwen had time to fight back, Ke Xiaoliang's punch continued to attack, further killing him.

The power of this punch cannot be stopped by a mere mana shield.

At the same time, the distance between them is too close.

With such a short distance, compared to Ke Xiaoliang, Song Qingwen, who is 'not good at' melee combat, really suffers too much.

Of course, even in a long-distance battle, Song Qingwen is by no means Ke Xiaoliang's opponent.

If he was confident that he could defeat Ke Xiaoliang, how could he get Ke Xiaoliang as the suzerain in his turn? How could he be timid when he suspected that Ke Xiaoliang was the master of another world, and only dared to cautiously probe?

Ke Xiaoliang's fist arrived before Song Qingwen's mana barrier could be supported.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, Song Qingwen exploded directly.

Moments later, still above the Heart Demon Hall, Song Qingwen reappeared, but his face was pale.

Wherever Ke Xiaoliang's fist strikes, a broken peach talisman slowly turns into powder and dissipates.

"A thousand-year-old mahogany heart, a death talisman that has been cultivated for many years through multiple processes! Not bad...how many such good things do you have?" Ke Xiaoliang asked Song Qingwen from the air.

Song Qingwen did not answer this question, but said: "I major in the art of avatars, and the relationship between avatars and the main body is mutual transformation. Even if you kill me here today, I will still be alive, and by then, you will never be able to find me again. Because you have no idea how many avatars I have and how many hidden identities I have."

"And I have already counted it. You have always been good at close combat and direct attack. You are not good at the curse technique that is so powerful that it directly touches the soul. So you can't use me to destroy all my clones."

"It's useless for you to kill me. Apart from destroying my original plan, there is no benefit at all. It is irrational to harm others and benefit yourself."

"It's better to let me go, cooperate with my plan, knock me out of the ten demon sects, and then announce to the outside world that I am the lurking shadow of the Zhenwu sect. When I get what I want, we can continue to cooperate."

"Cultivating the world, the law of wealth and companionship is indispensable. You and I are all the same, whether it is an enemy or a friend, we will help each other and help each other...Why do you have to kill me?"

Perhaps because he was really worried that Ke Xiaoliang would kill him, Song Qingwen was articulate and extremely fast in just a few breaths, but he clearly conveyed a series of words.

However, Ke Xiaoliang just silently took out the hook.

This was created by Ke Xiaoliang by analyzing the magic weapon of the underworld, the soul-hunting rope, and then imitating it with the gourd world.

The real power, of course, is far less than that of a real hook.

But it is also stronger than those ordinary artifact projections, and most importantly, it has the function of seducing souls and souls.

The underworld messengers are arresting the monks whose lifespan has expired, so don't they care about the monks practicing the technique of clone?

Use the avatar technique to fool the underworld, and then avoid death and prolong life?

The confidence lies in the soul hook, once the soul hook is dropped, no matter how much memory or even the soul has been split by various means, it will take the main soul as the core and pull back the remaining split souls.

Of course, there are ways to get rid of the effect of seducing the soul and soul.

In addition to completely changing into another species like the rumored method of changing Tiangang and Disha, it changes from the soul level.

There is also a clone of the primordial spirit, which truly creates an independent individual.

After searching for a while, Song Qingwen had no more nonsense, and no longer took any chances.

He already knew very well that it was not a matter of a day for Ke Xiaoliang to attack him.

Today, it is just that he himself sent it to the door, and he met a "right" time.

To break the game, the key is not to defeat Ke Xiaoliang, but to destroy the soul hook in Ke Xiaoliang's hands first.

With the same thought, Song Qingwen put his fingers together and put a point between his eyebrows.

In an instant, hundreds of real and fake Song Qingwen suddenly appeared in the entire Heart Demon Hall.

But these hundreds of Song Qingwen all stretched out their fingers at the same time, concentrated their mana, and struck out a finger force, attacking Ke Xiaoliang and the soul hook in his hand.

But at this moment, Ke Xiaoliang suddenly roared angrily.

"Song Qingwen! You have wasted years of training from the Ten Demon Sects. You have failed the mountain of corpses and the expectations and admiration of the hundreds of thousands of disciples. You have secretly informed the Zhenwu Sect, and you want to plot against this Sect Master, and even attempt to rescue the captured disciples of the Zhenwu Sect. You use the wealth of my disciples from the Ten Demon Sects to flatter those hypocrites and hypocrites who are on the right path. I am a teacher and apprentice to you, and today I will deal with you as the suzerain..." Ke Xiao The good voice was not deliberately suppressed, and even promoted.

The sound erupted from the Heart Demon Hall, even entrenched on the mountain of corpses, roaring like thunder.

Hundreds of Song Qingwen's expressions showed surprise at the same time.

It seems very flexible.

Not some simple rigid avatars.

Song Qingwen was surprised that at this moment, why did Ke Xiaoliang act as if he was cooperating with his plan.

Such an operation made Song Qingwen unable to figure it out for a moment.

With the dexterous and ferocious whip technique as the background color, the Hooking Cable began to sweep through the Heart Demon Hall.

One after another, the avatars shattered and disappeared.

The ecstasy thread shuttled through the room like a spirit snake, and the sword that flew out of Ke Xiaoliang's cuff began to swim quickly, smashing the fingers pointed by Song Qingwen into the Yuan magnetic force field.