Resurrection of spiritual energy, starting with a hundred times the potential of the physical body

Chapter 932 intends

Lin He was stunned, he never expected Jiang Xiaolong to say this, stunned, Jiang Xiaolong had flashed in front of him like a ghost, startling him.

The hideousness of the ghostly mask, coupled with Jiang Xiaolong's cold tone, was diametrically opposed to the sunny boy when he had just met.

Jiang Xiaolong whispered coldly: "Commander Lin He, I hope you remember that as long as I am in Heimuyuan for one day, you will have to raise your spirit, and as long as you live for one day, you will always live in the fear of being chased and killed by me." ’

Saying that, Jiang Xiaolong flashed around and made a gesture of invitation.

Lin He listened to this naked threat in his ears, if ordinary people said this, he would probably not be able to stand up with a smile, but Jiang Xiaolong's tone was cold and ruthless, making people have a feeling that they did not dare to question it at all.

A trace of coldness actually rose slowly from Lin He's back, but at this moment, he completely believed in his mind that Jiang Xiaolong could do everything that threatened.

The long knife was put away, Lin He glanced at his native soldiers in a low voice, and said in a deep voice: "Go!"

Hearing this order, the soldiers packed their bags in a panic, followed Lin He, and quickly left the place of fear of corpses.

Han Xin and Feng Quan took the disciples behind them and walked quickly to Jiang Xiaolong's side.

"What is this young man called?"

Jiang Xiaolong didn't want to have anything to do with these sects of Hei Muyuan, so he pondered for a while and said, "Just ask me to burn the sea."

Han Xin and Feng Quan's faces moved, knowing that this was a fake name, but they no longer asked.

Han Xin said with a smile: "At a young age, it is really admirable to be able to kill Sun Rui in front of Lin He." "It's just a fluke. "

"It's better to come to my Mu Bone Sect to sit down, and we can make friends..." said Han Xin tentatively. "We, the Blood Sea Alliance, also want to invite the young hero as a guest!" Feng Quan hurriedly said.

Jiang Xiaolong chuckled and said, "Thank you Sect Master Han and Lord Feng Meng for their kindness, it's just that I still have important things to do, and if I have time, I will definitely visit the door."

Han Xin and Feng Quan looked at each other, and seeing Jiang Xiaolong's resignation, it was not good to say anything.

Han Xin nodded slightly and said, "It's okay." Young Man of the Burning Sea, if you encounter any trouble in Heimuyuan, despite mentioning my name Han Xin, my Mu Bone Sect still has some face in Heimuyuan.

Feng Quan sneered: "You Mu Bone Sect has face, but our Blood Sea Alliance will not have it?"

Han Xin glanced at Feng Quan contemptuously and ignored it.

Seeing the sparks of the two, Jiang Xiaolong didn't want to entangle with these two anymore, bowed, turned around and walked in the direction of Yin Dragon City.

Looking at Jiang Xiaolong's distant back, Han Xin and Feng Quan no longer argued, glanced at each other, and disappeared into the dim sky.

In less than half an hour, Jiang Xiaolong had already returned to Yin Dragon City, and now there were still a few months before the opening of the secret realm mentioned by Dan Jixing, and there was nothing to go during this time.

Remembering the mysterious female wind spirit, Jiang Xiaolong became deeply interested in the Deathmatch Arena.

"This black list number one is not so easy to take... However, through fighting, it is also a great benefit to progression. Jiang Xiaolong thought secretly for a while, raised his head and walked towards the deathmatch arena.

The process of signing up was very simple, Jiang Xiaolong burned the poster under the fake name he had just thought of, and received a sign with the word Burning Sea written on it.

This sign has two functions, one is that the large number of participants is convenient for arranging the competition, and the other is to identify the identity when the corpses are incomplete on the arena.

Jiang Xiaolong's first match was arranged after only waiting for a short while.

Standing on the high platform, Jiang Xiaolong also really felt the word crazy, and the crazy shouts of the audience below made the participants inevitably a little confused and passionate, between this life and death, who is not willing to be the last person to survive.

The high platform did not look too big, but when I really stood up, I found that it was actually spacious enough, and thirty people stood on the high platform at the same time, but it still seemed empty.

Looking at the blood stains that had not dried up under his feet, Jiang Xiaolong straightened the ghostly mask on his face, and the night gun was already in his hand, and he raised his spirit for twelve points.

The rank of the remaining twenty-nine people who participated at the same time as Jiang Xiaolong was uneven, but compared with Jiang Xiaolong, there was still this insurmountable gap, but in the melee of thirty people, Jiang Xiaolong did not want to be stabbed in the back.

The man next to him, with a strong figure and a black giant hammer in his hand, looked at Jiang Xiaolong, who was a head shorter than him, and did not pay attention to the others at all, but focused his attention on the others.

Jiang Xiaolong snorted coldly, and secretly said in his heart: "I'll take you first in a while." "

"Duh!"

With a crisp gong sound, everyone moved at the same time, and the true qi was released at the same time, after all, in this kind of melee, preemptive talent is the best plan.

The strong man with the giant hammer in his hand rushed directly in the opposite direction to Jiang Xiaolong, and the giant hammer slammed down and smashed into a man holding a short knife.

But before he could get close to him, he felt that the strength of his body was constantly passing. Lowering his head with difficulty, he saw that on his chest, a shining spearhead was actually pierced.