The fat silkworm from the land of extreme darkness leaped out and spun silk in one go. Zuo Wuzhou was shocked in his heart and his eyes trembled: "This fat silkworm is very cunning and holds a grudge. It actually chose this opportunity to sneak attack on me!
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His body transformed, and his fists were like copper hammers, slamming into Tang Wujun's chest! At first glance, Zuo Wuzhou was shocked: "This fat-headed silkworm is not spinning silk at me, nor is it sneak attack on me!"
The one who was hit by the soul thread was none other than Min Wujun. The fat silkworm seemed to have really used a special trick, spitting out nine threads in one breath. As it flew past, it actually wrapped around Min Wujun's chest. Then it entangled and indulged crazily.
Sweeping, in the blink of an eye, this soul thread actually immersed itself into the chest of Lord Yan Wu.
In an instant, Lord Min Wu screamed and screamed, and his aura suddenly became much weaker. It was this Lord Min Wu whose soul was entangled in soul threads, and half of his soul turned into smoke and nothingness. It was really miserable.
Rumor has it that Zuo Wuzhou, even Nie Wen and others, felt extremely cold in their hearts. Rumor has it that Jiuyin Silkworm's restraint on the soul monk was seen for the first time today, and he realized how painful it was to live.
The body that Min Wujun had worked hard to cultivate for hundreds of years had evaporated by as much as 10% to 20% in the blink of an eye.
Really unable to bear the misery of losing his cultivation, Zuo Wuzhou killed Min Wujun with one move. Fat Cankran moved his body to look at him, but he was a little puzzled.
Zuo Wuzhou shuddered when he thought about it: "If my cultivation was transformed, I would have no choice but to practice it again. If I am old and have no time left to be transformed, I would rather die.
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Zuo Wuzhou took a step back, while Fatty Silkworm took another step forward, looking at him eagerly. When Zuo Wuzhou went to pick a bone fruit, Fatty Silkworm didn't even try to intercept him.
Zuo Wuzhou was secretly shocked: "What on earth does this fat-headed silkworm want to do? Could it be that it likes the smell of gray mist?"
Suddenly I felt something, and when I looked back, a star shone in my eyes: "Brother Nie, solve it quickly, someone is spying on us!
When Xia Gongquan saw the whole process at a glance, his face turned pale and frightening, and he shouted: "It's terrible, it's terrible!"
Xia Gongquan swallowed his saliva and his hands trembled slightly. One was the Martial Emperor, and the other was the black-robed warrior who could fight one against two with ease. What especially made Xia Gongquan tremble was the ferocity of this black-robed warrior. What was even more frightening was that there was another warrior in black.
Only Jiuyin silkworm!
Xia Gongquan wanted the Root Bone Fruit very much, but compared to that, he cared more about his life. Thinking of how scary these two people were, he immediately shuddered, and just in time to meet Zuo Wuzhou's gaze, he stood up and shouted: "Let's go,
Let’s go!”
Without waiting for his two companions to express their opinions, he threw himself into the darkness without hesitation. He had no doubt that the black-clothed Martial Lord alone had the ability to kill them all! Compared with the Bone Fruit, living is better.
After Nie Wen finished killing the two men, he was muttering to himself that it was not good to kill but to fight. Zuo Wuzhou had already picked out twelve bone fruits and put them into the jade box.
The fat silkworm swayed its fat body and suddenly flew up to hold up a root-bone fruit that had been picked earlier. Zuo Wuzhou was stunned and was so careless that he did not dare to reach out. The fat silkworm actually took the initiative and handed over the root-bone fruit himself.
Put it into the jade box, and then flew up happily. "What does it mean?" Zuo Wuzhou paused: "No matter how many there are, just go and see who dares to spy on me!" "Brother Nie, come with me!
"The thoughts were released, and the whereabouts of the three people were immediately scanned. With indifferent expressions, they jumped up and flew away in the form of a rainbow.
While Xia Gongquan flew to escape, he felt sad at the same time. It was hard to explain why, but from that glance, he vaguely felt a trace of murderous intent, and he had no doubt that the black-clothed warrior would continue to pursue him.
"But what are the origins of these two people? How could a Martial Emperor and a Martial Lord get together? I have never heard of such a Martial Emperor and Martial Lord in Cangyun District." Xia Gongquan recalled that he had almost asked these two people
When he took action, he felt a chill in his heart: "There is no way it is a new breakthrough. The newly promoted people will never have this level of cultivation and strength." Xia Gongquan got acquainted with many soul monks in this area. After all, it is normal for you to come and go.
Most soul monks get along relatively peacefully, and an outlier like Zuo Wuzhou who kills people at every turn is really rare in this world.
But he couldn't remember that there were two such soul monks in this district. According to his knowledge, there were about twenty Soul Martial Emperors in Cangyun District, and he had met half of them in one way or another. Martial Emperors
He likes to live in seclusion and concentrate on cultivation, and his appearance is uncertain, so that's it.
However, he really didn't recognize Zuo Wuzhou, and he couldn't even remember when a young-looking Wu Jun, who liked black clothes and was extremely murderous, appeared in this area.
Xia Gongquan thought: "Where are they?"
His two companions seemed to feel that they would be safe once they ran into the darkness in a place like Jiye Valley. Therefore, their speed gradually slowed down, and they were actually dragged down a long distance by him.
At the moment when a thought arose, Xia Gongquan heard two miserable screams, and his liver and gallbladder suddenly burst: "How can they chase us? How do they know where we are fleeing! People who are conceited are often impatient and prone to irritability.
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Mu Longqing responded to this sentence, not yet, but already on the verge of having an attack. The further he walked in, the darker his expression became. He came here to collect treasures, not travel, so how could he have so much patience?
On the way.
The gloomier Mu Longqing's face became, the more silent the four Martial Emperors became. Walking down the road for days, the rush made everyone feel agitated - this ghostly place where the sun never shines is also a soul monk who can tolerate loneliness.
If it were an ordinary person, he would probably go crazy after being here for half a day.
There is no one in the wilderness, but there are still people talking. This kind of silence lasts for a long time, and it can even drive people crazy. Don’t forget, no matter how powerful the soul monks are, they are still human beings. Didn’t you know that there have been many soul monks in history who suffered because of suffering?
Xiuxiu had a psychological problem and ended up going crazy.
The more serious they were, the more irritable everyone felt. Mu Longqing gritted his teeth and thought: "When I go back to collect the treasure, I must have a good time to relax my mood." Suddenly, Mu Longqing's expression changed and he made a sullen voice.
The line came out: "Someone has escaped, it's Mr. Wu, capture him."
Xia Gongquan didn't have such a good real suit to use, so he didn't know that someone was waiting for him to come to his door. He bumped into him without thinking, and was captured on the spot by the four great Martial Emperors who were full of anger and anger.
Sensing the auras of the four great Martial Emperors, half of Xia Gongquan's soul flew away, and he begged for mercy frantically: "Four Martial Emperors, I didn't intend to collide, but someone was chasing me. Please spare my life, I know who is chasing me.
There is a Root Bone Fruit in the human body!" "Root Bone Fruit!" Mu Longqing's energy was boosted and his eyes brightened!
Absolutely out of reach, two figures were flying across the sky like rainbow light. Zuo Wuzhou suddenly moved: "Hey, wait a minute!".
After pausing, he concentrated on feeling it carefully. Zuo Wuzhou's fighting spirit was surging, but he calmed down again, and suddenly shouted: "The man escaped. Four great Martial Emperors captured him, and there was another one who seemed to be... That person I saw in the Soul Palace."
In an instant, Mu Longqing's perception was released through the real suit, colliding with Zuo Wuzhou's thoughts, and they quickly became aware of each other's existence.
Nie Wen's expression changed: "It's him, Mu Longqing! Zhuo Yizong is very cruel, and he, Mu Longqing, is the number one among the rising stars of Zhuo Yizong. He is the ruthless among ruthless people. Let's go quickly!" "It's ruthless!" Man, if there is a chance in the future, I will fight with this person." Zuo Wuzhou thought about this for the rest of his life and suddenly laughed: "I have made the same old habit again." "Brother Nie, let's go!" Zuo Wuzhou shouted coldly. He made a sound, and his expression became a little colder: "The Mu Longqing you are talking about is chasing me! He is so fast." Nie Wen was worried: "Nonsense, the transporter is Wu Yu, who is one level higher than Wu Emperor Capital, why is it not so fast!" "Wu Royal!" Zuo Wuzhou's heart skipped a beat, and he vaguely saw a door leading to the soul path opening towards him.
Fortunately, he ran very fast. Even though Mu Longqing was fast, he couldn't stop him in such an environment, so he finally didn't catch up. He could fly, but he had to dare to fly. Who knows what's in the sky.
After waiting and breathing a sigh of relief, Zuo Wuzhou laughed: "Just now, we were the ones who were ahead of others, but now they are chasing us. Soul monks!"
Nie Wen wiped his sweat and chuckled: "You understand why I just want to have fun. It's really not suitable for me to avoid the days of fighting and killing."
This chase and being chased actually made the two of them closer." Zuo Wuzhou shook his head: "It's not that I like to fight and kill, it's just like this in the soul cultivation world. Someone once said that there are rivers and lakes for someone. If you think about it this way, in fact, if there are people, there must be classes, and there must be the weak and the strong."
"Although the words are good, they are not what I like. I am a useless waste, the kind who just eats and waits to die. I don't know what I want or what I should want." Nie Wen was at a loss: "If it weren't for this, I would I won’t be exiled by my father.”
Zuo Wuzhou looked unmoved. He sighed and stood up. He walked over and plucked a Thousand Bone Grass not far away. His expression was calm: "People, there is always something to do." If I don't open my eyes, if I don't get up, Even though this Thousand Bone Grass is right in front of me, I am destined to miss it." Zuo Wuzhou waved the Thousand Bone Grass. The Thousand Bone Grass is white, and when he swung it, it left a trail of white.
Nie Wen couldn't see through the white behind, but Zuo Wuzhou could see it. Even though his eyes couldn't hide, his mind could see through.
The fat silkworm floated up like a little ghost, startling Nie Wen, and asked in shock, "Has it been following us?"
Zuo Wuzhou nodded, but saw the fat silkworm flying back and forth, flying somewhere. His heart moved: "Do you want to take us somewhere?"
The fat silkworm seemed to be a little happy and quickly flew forward. Zuo Wuzhou nodded to Nie Wen and followed him.
Nie Wen just remembered one thing at this moment, and he was happy: "It is said that the Nine Yin Silkworm loves Yin Qi the most. Therefore, where there is the Nine Yin Silkworm, there must be a place where there is no Yin."
Zuo Wuzhou suddenly realized: "The gray mist in my soul hole should be the chaotic air composed of Yin and Yang. The fat-headed silkworm likes Yin, but my gray mist is pure Yin and pure Yang. No wonder it will be both Fear and joy." Fat Silkworm led the two of them back to its home, which was actually a mulberry tree.
Taking a closer look, Zuo Wuzhou took a breath and was ecstatic. On a flat place among the mulberry trees, there was a densely packed soul thread intertwined together, which was countless.
"There are so many soul threads, I think they have been woven into a soul pulling net." Zuo Wuzhou was overjoyed, focused his attention, and looked towards the silkworms squirming on the ground: "Can you give me these silkworms you spewed?"
The fat silkworm jumped up and squirmed on Zuo Wuzhou's wrist, then lay down and refused to move. Zuo Wuzhou was surprised: "Does this silkworm want to go with me?"
After thinking about it, I suddenly understood. After thinking about it for a while, I took a jade box, picked off a few mulberry leaves and threw them inside. Fat Silkworm looked at it for a few times, obviously not very interested in the mulberry leaves, and flew into the box.
Nie Wen was stunned: "Brother Lin, what kind of magic power do you have that can make this Nine Yin Silkworm willing to go with you?"
Such a scene, based on Nie Wen's knowledge, has never been heard of. Jiuyin silkworms, such lonely and lonely things, have always been extinct in the world. How can they follow the soul-resident monks and seem to be willing to be pets? Nie Wen suddenly shuddered.
I thought about something: "With these Nine Yin Silkworms, if Brother Lin comes in the future and the nine soul threads are spit out, even Emperor Wu will cry for father and mother."
Zuo Wuzhou also had this thought, and felt itchy in his heart. He smiled and said, "Since you fat-headed silkworm has followed me wholeheartedly, I will not treat you badly."
Even Nie Wen didn't know what the Jiuyin silkworms ate. Zuo Wuzhou pondered for a moment and then wiped many leaves from these mulberry trees. While Nie Wen was looking for the place of Jueyin, he stuffed all the mulberry leaves into
In the storage bag, the fat-headed silkworm squirmed happily in the jade box. Zuo Wuzhou looked at it and said dumbly: "I can manage these mulberry leaves for several years. Unless you have an appetite like a pig!"
Neither Zuo Wuzhou nor Nie Wen have cultivated the two souls of Yin and Yang. Therefore, the land of absolute Yin is actually of little significance to the two of them.
However, both Zuo Wuzhou and Nie Wen wanted to see the Jueyin place, whether it was Benzhujuan's curiosity or the desire to see it.
While searching, he remembered that there were many doubts in his mind that could not be gone away for a while. Zuo Wuzhou simply said bluntly: "Brother Nie, who is this Mu Longqing? What is Zhuo Yizong? What about Wu Yu?
What is it?"
Nie Wen had no choice but to smile bitterly: "Zhuo Yizong is a major sect of True Soul Heaven. Mu Longqing is a famous genius in his sect and is highly valued. This Mu Longqing is ruthless and ruthless, and his past has something to do with me.
The feud. If it were true soul day, he wouldn't dare to kill me. But now that I've been exiled, it's hard to tell."
"Brother Lin, please be considerate. The rules have stipulated that Emperor Wu should not know, so I can't tell him directly. When you become Emperor Wu, you will naturally know." Nie Wen sighed: "In fact, even this Zhuo Yizong,
I shouldn't have let you know." "That's fine!" Zuo Wuzhou didn't feel dissatisfied and kept his jaw calm.
After calming down and slowly collecting his thoughts, Zuo Wuzhou secretly nodded: "My left hand is still a bit weak, not as flexible as my right hand. I still need more practice. The key is perseverance."
Holding his right wrist with his left hand, Zuo Wuzhou exerted a slight force, which was somewhat painful. His right arm was still a little weak, not to mention fighting, and now he could barely lift an object of ten kilograms.
He turned his right wrist, moved his left hand, lowered his head and thought: "It seems that Brother Nie must have come from the True Soul Heaven." After thinking about it for a moment, he couldn't help but feel dumb. In the past, he thought that the "True Soul Heaven" was this realm.
A gathering place for strong men. Nie Wen was only a Martial Emperor, so obviously his previous speculations were wrong.
After thinking about it carefully and summarizing all the clues, Zuo Wuzhou sneered: "It seems that in True Soul Heaven, the world where the strong live is not much different from the world where I live. They also respect the strong.
The law of the jungle is the same, there are sects, and there are low-level ones. The only difference is probably the strong ones who have the ▲True Soul Heaven realm."
"Well, no matter what. The most important thing for me right now is to break through and become the Martial Emperor. Only the Martial Emperor can see the truth." Zuo Wuzhou resolutely determined: "If you want to become the Martial Emperor, you must obtain the three elements of metal, fire and wood.
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Zuo Wuzhou suddenly had a hint of realization in his heart: "No wonder there are sects, no wonder so many people want to join sects. Otherwise, no matter how good the talent is, it will be difficult to achieve without the heart. If I continue to practice like this, I will never have the heart."
"This method is not a method." However, this method is very difficult to solve. In Sanmiao City, many Martial Lords and even a Martial Emperor were killed that day, but the battle was fierce at that time, so how could they allow him to be searched.
"I will continue to encounter mental problems as I continue to practice. If I can't solve them once and for all, my cultivation speed will be hindered." Zuo Wuzhou had no choice but to scratch his head like a young man: "Are we going to kill people again?
Mind-stealing method?”
Although Zuo Wuzhou doesn't like to be restrained and controlled by others, he may not be able to hold back for a while for the sake of the soul. It is Zao, and it may not be undesirable if he joins the sect. However, this thought will disappear in one lifetime. Zuo Wuzhou thinks of the old things and sighs:
"Since I promised the True Xiang Sect, I must keep my promise." Nie Wen's joyful voice spread: "Brother Lin, come quickly, we have found the place of Jueyin. "This is the place of Jueyin!"
Zuo Wuzhou spelled his words very clearly, and Nie Wen smiled and swiped at the area that was only a few inches away: "It's time to go. I've been searching here and there, but this is the only place with such a pure yin aura."
It's just a place as big as a palm. It's hard to say whether Zuo Wuzhou is absurd or something else. After feeling it carefully, I feel extremely shocked!
Squatting down, he felt carefully. After repeating it several times, Zuo Wuzhou became more and more shaken. The color did not change, but his heart suddenly stirred up waves: "It really is a place of pure yin!" The breath of this small place.
, is actually very similar to, and even blends with, the aura of the Gray Soul Aperture. But compared to the gray mist in the Soul Aperture, it is not so pure.
What made Zuo Wuzhou almost change his face in horror was that when this pure Yin Qi touched his body, the Gray Soul Aperture slowly began to operate on its own. This was the first time in many years. After running for a while, he faintly felt the gray mist parting.
signs, but not separated.
At this moment, Zuo Wuzhou felt more vividly than ever before that a ray of Yin Qi, as if attracted by the Gray Soul Aperture, slowly penetrated into his meridians!
Then he entered the left soul orifice! Passing through the left soul orifice, the left gray soul orifice started to rotate, and then the Yin Qi disappeared. "What is going on!" Zuo Wuzhou almost froze, thinking over and over again, vaguely
He felt that a problem that had existed for many years was finally about to be solved: "Could it be that... Nie Wen didn't notice the abnormality, and a sonorous voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "dig!"
Zuo Wuzhou's gaze was as majestic as a mountain: "Pull it up and dig three feet into the ground!"