The corpse shook for a moment, and drops of blood sprinkled down the sky like a fountain. The head hit the wall, bounced back, and landed right at his feet.

How could Wu Yu have a super holy weapon!

The red-haired young man seemed to have a pair of invisible eyes. He could really see the scene of tears. It was exactly the fate of seeing Dezhe fighting against the red-clothed martial artist. His mood had already changed drastically. He was faintly excited and trembled: "Super holy weapon, you see

No, that’s the legendary super holy weapon!”

"I actually made this Wu Yu kill that Wu Zong, hahaha." The red-haired young man laughed wildly, grabbing his hair and laughing: "I made a lot of money this time, a super holy weapon. It turned out to be a super holy weapon. With this treasure,

I will be invincible in the world."

"Really?" The strong black-haired man thought to himself that his old friend seemed to have changed and was a little different from before.

The red-haired young man exclaimed madly: "That's natural, just look at it. That Wu Zong's cultivation level is more than ten times that of that Wu Yu, so it's an ordinary fight. Even if there are ten Wu Yu, they are definitely no match. Now, they are being beaten by this

Killed by Wu Yu."

"Isn't it exactly the power of this super holy weapon?" When the red-haired young man thought of the previous test of swallowing the sky, his heart suddenly shrank and his face turned pale: "It's too terrible. It's a pity that this Wu Yu's cultivation is too poor and he can't

Use too much power. Otherwise, there is no need to add a punch."

The red-haired young man was excited for a while and said, "I'm going to kill that Wu Yu and seize the super holy weapon. By then, I will be number one in the world."

The black-haired man snorted coldly, which was like thunder in the ears of the red-haired young man: "I don't care whoever you want to kill. Only this person cannot be killed."

The red-haired young man's eyes flashed fiercely, and the black-haired man raised his head: "I know this boy."

The red-haired young man was stunned. He turned his face and lowered his head. His eyes turned several times, and his ruthless look suddenly appeared. He looked back and smiled: "For the sake of my old friend, I won't kill him. I will only take the super holy weapon."

The black-haired strong man said coldly, and he was definitely not joking: "Huo Ce, if you touch him, I will touch you.

The red-haired young man's eyes flashed and he complained: "I changed my name a long time ago. Please call me Vulcan."

Zuo Wuzhou took several medicines in a row, and finally felt better and more comfortable. Fortunately, the many medicines for injuries contained in Fuyun's treasures were all first-class good medicines.

After recuperating calmly, Zuo Wuzhou stood up with a pale face and looked at it for a long time. He suddenly realized: "It seems that my cultivation is not enough, so the power of the Heavenly King's Book cannot be fully displayed. No matter how you say it,

, the Heavenly King Pu and others are ultimately foreign objects, I still have to focus on enhancing my own strength.”

Looking up at the sky, he could only see the illusion of the top of the palace. Zuo Wuzhou secretly blamed himself: "From now on, if it is not necessary, use the Heavenly King's Gallbladder and Heavenly King's Book as little as possible. Otherwise, this will be a blow."

, but I don’t get any sharpening effect. If this goes on for a long time, my fighting spirit will be lost, and I will become like an ordinary soul monk."

"Treasures such as the Heavenly King's Book can be used for self-protection. But in ordinary battles, you still have to rely on yourself."

"It must be remembered that one is born in sorrow and dies in happiness. There is no challenge. There is no strong enemy. How can one be tempered on the path of the soul? Give me experience and sharpen my will."

To be honest, when using these treasures to fight, Zuo Wuzhou felt some unspeakable unpleasantness. It was as if he could win without force. He knew that this idea was extremely absurd.

But this kind of fighting method is meaningless in his practice. It only has the effect of killing the enemy. It even has some vague impulses with his fighting method.

No matter how good the Heavenly King Pu is, it is not his usual fighting method or his true soul power.

If you want to fight, you should fight with your own majesty and will. Fight with heroic spirit. Fight with joy. Show your true temperament and fight with real pleasure.

Even if it's five steps of blood splattering, even if it's full of battle wounds, it's still experience and tempering.

If you don't dare to face the enemy directly, how can you call yourself a real man? If you don't dare to fight with the enemy happily, then you can't call yourself a real man. A good man should have the courage to attack any powerful enemy at any time and in any place.

Even if you pour out your blood, you only want to live a happy life. If you want to be happy, you will die without regrets. You will never suffer hardships in order to live.

I checked the weapon storage bag of the red-clothed martial sect and took some necessary items, and then took out a unique identity tag with the words "Hun Tianzong" and "Chen Tianqi" written on it.

Zuo Wuzhou knitted his brows and then calmed down: "He is actually a member of the Huntian Sect. We really meet each other everywhere in life!"

"No! There are seven strong men. Three of them are martial arts masters. I am seriously injured now and cannot be defeated. Let's go first." There was a warning in his heart. Zuo Wuzhou threw away the sign and used "Fire Thunder Wings"

Sweep away quickly.

When I looked back for a moment, I was looking at these seven people who had come from nowhere!

The seven people were startled, and when they saw Wuzong in red, they suddenly howled in grief: "Junior Brother Chen!"

Li Xiao was furious: "Whoever killed Junior Brother Chen, get out of here! Our Soul Heaven Sect is incompatible with you."

This sound was so angry.

As soon as he ran away, he heard the roar.

Zuo Wuzhou calmed down and entered another Pu Dao. His expression was cold and stern: "The Hun Tian Sect cannibalizes people and wants to kill people and seize treasures. Is this reasonable? The Hun Tian Sect is the largest sect, and the principle is indeed the largest.

.”

"Aren't the two forces at odds with each other? Let's just look at it."

His eyebrows moved, and there was a look of surprise. Zuo Wuzhou actually saw a staircase in front of him, right at his feet. He accidentally found the entrance to the third floor.

The upstairs and downstairs are only separated by a stone slab, but they seem to be two different worlds.

This third floor is actually a place of ice and snow, with a wide field of vision, as if you are on the top of a snow-capped mountain. You can see the clouds and mist at a glance, and you feel a sense of relief.

But at this glance, I felt infinitely vast and relaxed.

If this scene is an illusion, it must be the most magnificent and magnificent illusion.

But at this moment, Jun Wang Rourou's faint words came: "You are really not afraid of the true holy talisman in my hand, the flying sky fire."
Chapter completed!