As Yak said, the blood cursed clown beside him emitted a bloody light. The blood cursed clown stood in the air, his hands together as if worshiping Buddha, and his mouth seemed to be singing something.

With the whispering sound, the blood light on the blood curse clown's body became stronger and stronger, and it turned into blood-colored spells, rotating and flowing around its body.

The palms on Zhou Wen's ankle also exploded with the blood curse on the blood curse clown's body. The strange blood-colored curse patterns crawled over Zhou Wen's stone armor, as if wrapping him in a net made of blood-colored spells.

"That's how you count it, you should feel more honored than me." Zhou Wen was trapped by the blood spell, but he was not in a slight panic and said to Yak.

A little uneasy surged in Yake's heart, stared at Zhou Wen and asked, "Why?"

"Because you will be killed by me, you have lived for so many years, and it should be the first time you have been killed by someone else, right?" Zhou Wen said.

"Is that so? Then I'm really looking forward to it." Yake felt something was wrong, but the arrow was on the string and he had to fire it. It was just that uneasiness that made him activate it in advance, and he didn't wait until the blood curse clown finished chanting the spell.

A red light flashed inside the Blood Curse clown, flashing like an alarm. The next second, the Blood Curse clown's body suddenly exploded.

With the self-destruction of the blood curse clown's soul, Zhou Wen's blood-colored spell and the broken hand also exploded, which turned out to be a spell that died together.

"Bang!" A blood-colored light burst rose from Zhou Wen's body, and everything with a diameter of more than ten meters was destroyed by the blood-colored light burst.

"Impossible!" Yake stared at the open space behind the blood explosion, but saw Zhou Wen still flowing all over his body, standing there like a god of light, without any injuries.

Yake couldn't believe his eyes at all. It was the evil self-destructing skill that the Blood Curse Clown realized after she was promoted to the perfect level. The power of its self-destructing is enough to hurt mythical creatures. Its life soul of the Blood Curse Clown self-destructing once will take a long time to recover. Yake rarely uses it before being locked up.

Today, he was forced to use the power of killing one thousand enemies to damage himself by himself, but he didn't expect that even Zhou Wen's hair could not be hurt. How could he not be surprised?

But Yak was a man with a strong heart after all. After all, he realized that something was wrong and turned into a black shadow and wanted to escape without any hesitation.

"You've had enough fun, right now, right?" Zhou Wen held the domineering sword, but the sun-like light gradually disappeared, replaced by a mysterious aura.

Unlike the glory of life just now, Zhou Wen now has no trace of energy overflowing, and his whole body seems to be integrated into the void.

"Two-life Soul!" An Sheng was both surprised and happy.

The double-life soul is really rare because the Yuanqi Art is easy to cause conflicts. Most people can only practice one, otherwise it is very likely that the conflicts of the Yuanqi Art will cause physical damage, especially when they are promoted, they will suddenly have impulses.

Especially the Yuanqi Art with conflicting attributes, if the fate conflicts, it will kill people, let alone the life soul. If there is any conflict, it will be more painful than death.

Ansheng knew a person who practiced the Double Essence Art and condensed the Double Life Souls. He was gifted and relied on his great perseverance to condense both the Two Essence Art and souls.

He thought it was okay, but after that, he controlled his body by himself during the day, but once he fell asleep, he would be occupied by the soul of his body. He did a lot of crazy things that he didn't know about, and finally got crazy and was sent to a mental hospital.

Zhou Wen was able to become a two-life soul, which proved that his talent was indeed as excellent as the old principal said, but An Sheng was worried that the two-life soul would harm Zhou Wen.

Moreover, it is even more difficult to promote the myth with Zhou Wen as a double-life soul. There was no way to go, but now he has set up obstacles himself, which makes An Sheng very worried. What is really shocking and joy.

Zhou Wen converted his fate into a great demon god, and the Lost Kingdom ring also appeared on his fingers. Zhou Wen was suspended in the air. Looking at Yake who had turned into a black shadow and fled, he had no intention of chasing him, but just touched the Lost Kingdom ring on his fingers.

The ring with a ghost face ring face flashed strange light in its eyes, as if the demon had opened its eyes, and the light gradually spread outward, making a circle of mysterious spell carvings appear on the ring ring that was originally simple and unpretentious, without any carvings.

Bang bang! Bang bang!

Yak fled wildly, but when his body rushed through the sword marks that Zhou Wen had just cut out in the woods, sword lights burst out from the sword marks.

Yake rushed too fast and escaped too quickly. It triggered countless sword marks in succession. Sword lights pierced into his body and exploded directly, immediately blowing Yake out of the black shadow state.

Yak was covered in blood, and was covered with wounds torn by sword light everywhere. He fell to the ground and kept coughing up blood.

"You...I can do it, too?" Yak stared at Zhou Wen, forced a mouthful of blood to swallow, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"No, but I want to thank you for your inspiration. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have thought of using my soul like this." Zhou Wen's words were true.

It was Yake's fighting method that inspired Zhou Wen, and combined the knowledge of space and dimensions he had seen recently, he finally found the grammar of using the Lost Kingdom, which is no longer as simple as before, just used to teleport.

The ability of the Lost Kingdom to change the trajectory of space is not just for teleportation.

Yake looked at Zhou Wen with a complicated expression. He claimed to be a genius, but when Zhou Wen was at his age, he had just been promoted to a legend and was far from comparable to Zhou Wen now.

Zhou Wen did not hesitate at all. The Domineering Sword cut out the Demon Star Wheel and wanted to kill the seriously injured Ak on the ground directly, not wanting to give him any chance.

Yak was powerless to dodge, but there was no look of horror on his face, but his eyes were full of fiery.

"It's so great. This world is so great. There should be many people like you who are strong, right? It's so exciting." Yake murmured to himself with some fanaticism.

Zhou Wen ignored what he said. The sword of Baku directly split Yak's body, and blood gushed, Yak was split in half on the spot.
Chapter completed!