Little Cloud Riding Technique. It turned out to be Little Cloud Riding Technique."
Gui Wuxiang's eyes almost came out of their sockets, and he almost couldn't believe his eyes!
Seeing this scene as a martial saint, he actually rubbed his eyes and looked carefully. Such a childish move showed how shocked Gui Wuxiang was.
"Little Cloud Riding Technique" was snatched away from the treasure house of a large sect when the Hun Tian Sect destroyed it. It had already been included in the Hun Tian Sect's secret collection, and now it reappears in the world. Isn't it shocking?
Gui Wuxiang blurted out almost instantly, with a fierce aura: "The remnants of Xiangtian Sect!"
Gui Wuxiang was about to take off and chase after him. Suddenly, he saw several Martial Saint auras coming from the ground and blasting into the sky more than ten miles away. He was chasing after him so fast.
Zhu Wudao Ku Lie's voice shocked the world: "Come back. No need to chase me. You can't catch me."
The chasing martial saints were suddenly at a loss. They slowly returned to the light. Gui Wuxiang heard this sound and woke up their souls. The ferocious aura did not disappear. They turned straight to Zuo Wuzhou.
You are just a disciple of Changkong. How can you compare to the value of Zuo Wudan? Not to mention anything else, just the way Zuo Wuzhou survives in Yuhui Plains is related to the countless treasures of Yuhui Plains, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is worth hundreds of millions.
"I won't leave. I won't leave! My classmates haven't left, and I can't leave either."
Nie Wen was confused at first, and after flying at high speed in the clouds for half an hour, he began to struggle frantically. His eyes were filled with tears unknowingly, and he shouted: "Let me go, my father is Nie Chaoye, I want to retreat."
If I have to be the last one to retreat, if I have to escape, I should be the last one to escape. If I have to die, I should die with them."
"Let me go. My father is Nie Chaoye. Even though I am a waste, I cannot lose his authority."
Nie Wen roared angrily and shed two lines of clear tears. He couldn't tell what they were.
Dad, I, Nie Wen, am not a genius, but a worthless waste. But I am your biological son, I am also afraid of death, and I also want to live. In fact, I don’t want to be the last one to withdraw. Do you understand why I am afraid that you will not get close to me?
you!
Ji Tong, who was wearing the "True Illusion Mask", frowned.
Nie Wen didn't wait for a reply. He struggled and couldn't move. The roar turned into a pleading: "Please, let me go back. I want to die, and I want to die with them. They are my fellow disciples, I beg you."
You, let me go back."
He begged hard, but it was useless. Ji Tong felt sad, but the more he clamped down on him, wrapped him in the clouds and fled away: "I can't save them, and I can't help them. I can save you, which is the limit."
"Then why did you save me? Who sent you here?" Nie Wen was stunned for a moment, then shouted angrily: "Why don't you let me die? Let me die with my fellow disciples. At least he can fulfill his reputation."
Ji Tong's heart became increasingly sad, and he sighed: "It was Zuo Wuzhou who sent me to rescue you. Since you survived, you must live well and avenge your fellow disciples, rather than living or dying."
Nie Wen was stunned and undecided, his mind collapsed, and he howled loudly! He just wanted to cry loudly and bitterly.
Small magical power." All the innocent people changed their colors.
Zhu Wudao's face was extremely fierce, and his proud and burdened figure moved slowly, just like the prelude of a violent storm: "People like you and me should not have friends."
Zhu Wudao's back moved, his hands swayed slightly, like steel.
Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were dark, getting darker and darker, and his body was slightly twisting and undulating in a strange way, which was the movement of activating his muscles and bones: "You are you, I am mine. Each has nothing to do with it."
"No matter how similar you and I are, we are not the same person after all. You are you. I will give back to you. Just because you have no friends does not mean that I have no friends."
As soon as this sound was finished, a strong wind suddenly rose, blowing up thousands of dust particles.
An indescribable and fierce, seemingly invisible existence, almost ready to kill anyone. It was born quietly and silently between Zuo Wuzhou and Zhu Wudao.
Zhu Wudao's expression gradually became cold: "The world is my world and I will rule it. No one is worthy of being my friend."
"You, after all, won't be."
As soon as he said this, the previous pretense of harmony was instantly shattered, leaving only the overwhelming momentum and murderous intent. The word tense cannot describe the tension and chill in it.
Zhu Wudao's hair was disheveled, his feet were dangling in the air, and his long hair was flying like a demon; "You know why I have to tell you so much."
When he lowered his head and then raised it again, Zuo Wuzhou was surrounded by a strong voice and thunderous sounds came out of his mouth: "You are very lonely!"
"With the brilliance of being the best in the world, there is also the loneliness of being the best in the world."
There was a shocking explosion, and Zuo Wuzhou turned around to seize the road. He turned into a fire rainbow and shone for nine heavens and ten places, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The ghosts were shocked and angry: "You cunning boy, you deserve to die." With a flick of your body, you were wrapped in a cloud, and they chased you under the setting sun: "Let me see where you are running away!"
Zhu Wudao looked surprised and said coldly: "Gui Wuxiang, catch him back, I will kill him with my own hands."
"Shaonian, this loneliness."
The rumble echoed across the sky. Calmness gradually returned.
Zhu Wudao put his hands behind his back and looked at the sky quietly. A faint sigh arose in his heart: "I am lonely."
"What a Ji Ji." "Zhu Wudao, you bastard!"
Gui Wuxiangxin was about to explode because he had been deceived. Just when everyone was preparing for the decisive battle, Zuo Wuzhou turned around and ran away like a swindler. This simply shocked everyone.
What's even more ridiculous is that everyone in the Huntian Sect, including all the Wudao people, was deceived.
"You should have listened to me earlier. Wouldn't it be better to kill him? He kept talking for a long time and dared to talk nonsense about me. These two people are really talking nonsense."
Thinking of this, Gui Wuxiang became even more angry. Two people who had always fought decisively turned into talking nonsense for a long time like old wives. If it were told, no one who knew their personalities well would be able to stop it.
will believe it.
"If I hadn't comprehended the "Little Cloud Driving Technique", there's no guarantee that he wouldn't have escaped this time and Gui Wuxiang was gnashing his teeth. The more he thought about it, the more ashamed and angry he became.
"Little Cloud Riding Technique?"
Surprisingly, Zuo Wuzhou did not run away at a high speed, but kept moving forward at a constant speed. With a thought, he was surprised: "Is it Gui Wuxiang instead of Zhu Wudao? There are a group of martial saints chasing after me. Keep the distance first."
, get rid of the Martial Saint behind."
Without looking back, he saw that Gui Wuxiang was about to catch up with him using the "Little Cloud Riding Technique". Zuo Wuzhou accelerated again and exploded, controlling his speed slightly, which was just right to outperform the "Little Cloud Riding Technique".
Gui Wuxiang was extremely shocked and angry. Seeing Zuo Wuzhou, who was about to approach, he accelerated out of thin air and turned into a rainbow. Gui Wuxiang was secretly shocked: "How can this guy be so fast? If he cultivates to become a Martial Saint,
That's okay, with this speed, even the Super Saint may not be able to catch up."
Fortunately, Gui Wuxiang has finally perfected his cultivation over the past few decades. He is just a few steps away from mastering the "Small Cloud Riding Technique". Otherwise, it would be impossible to catch up...
When Gui Wuxiang thought about it, he suddenly became awe-inspiring. While flying in pursuit, he took out the super holy equipment and put it on: "Although this guy is a martial sect, with that little magical power, he may not be able to kill the martial saint."
Compared to Zu Wudao, who is arrogant and despises the world, Gui Wuxiang is much wiser and more cautious. Obviously, he no longer despises Zuo Wuzhou like he did many years ago.
Not only because he had too many teachings many years ago, but also because Zuo Wuzhou, who has martial arts cultivation, is worthy of Gui Wuxiang's caution.
The speed of "Little Cloud Control" and "Fire Thunder Wings" were so fast that in a short time, they had already left a group of martial saints behind them far away.
Gui Wuxiang calmed down and shouted coldly: "Zuo Wuzhou, let me see where you are going today.
"Tell me the reason why you survived in Yuhuiyuan. Hand over the booklet of Time and Space Beacon. I, Ghost Wuxiang, promise to let the Changkong disciples live. Otherwise, none of them will survive."
Zuo Wuzhou dropped a word that circled the sky: "Kill."
The refining booklet of the "Time and Space Beacon" is related to the foundation of Huntian Sect's rule. Yu Huiyuan's method of survival is related to the massive treasures. Faced with these two, those who can't afford to be greedy are probably the only ones in the world who have no way.
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However, Gui Wuxiang wanted to coerce Renxiao but chose a target. It was said that Zuo Wuzhou would never compromise with the enemy. There was a gate in the sky, but Zuo Wuzhou cared about it. There were only a few people like Nie Wen.
If the other Changkong disciples die, Zuo Wuzhou can just take revenge for you. To use this to coerce him is simply a whim. Gui Wuxiangjing is really filled with anger. He has forgotten his past experience.
"And Zuo Wuzhou's movement suddenly stabilized, and he floated in the setting sun: "Do you really think I am running away?"
Gui Wuxiang lost his mind, his mind shrunk and his mind was only 3; his face suddenly changed. The other martial saints had long been thrown out of the range of his mind. Not to mention him, even Zuo Wuzhou's mind could no longer sense those martial saints.
As soon as Liang's body moved, Zuo Wuzhou's killing sound roared for nine days, and his body turned into fire, blasting the sky! Now that he has become a martial saint, who in the world can make Zuo Wuzhou escape!
There was a flash of fire in Gui Wuxiang's eyes, and he was shocked: "That's so fast."
"However, if you were a Martial Saint, I might be a little afraid of you. But no matter how great your skills are, you are still just a Martial Saint." Gui Wuxiang's face was gloomy and miserable. His silver hair was flying, and he punched his chest fiercely:
"Let's see how you fight with me!"
But seeing that Zuo Wuzhou was not dodging or evading, he had no intention of dodging, and he punched him in the chest.
Gui Wuxiang saw this. His sad voice was like a ghost's laughter, stirring up the evil wind: "Hahaha, I have cultivated the four souls ten years ago, and I am only a hair away from being a super saint. I am also equipped with super saint equipment.
, you are a little martial artist. Except for "little mountain-moving skills. Why should you fight with me?"
The laughter suddenly stopped.
The two fists exploded, volleyed together, and the two fires collided, sending flames flying into the sky. Gui Wuxiang's energy and blood boiled wildly, and in an instant, he felt a burst of power from the sky. He swallowed all the laughter and was horrified.
:"impossible!"
The ghost screamed sharply, like a meteorite falling towards the big sky. It dragged out a scream: "Impossible!"
"You can't be a Martial Saint!"
"Nothing is impossible." Zuo Wuzhou's breath was like a prehistoric beast, taking a deep breath of the air of heaven and earth. His roar was like a thunderous explosion, it was extremely ferocious!
"Today, I will take your head first. I will vent my great hatred and sacrifice it to the whole sky!"
Gui Wuxiang crashed into the dense forest with a bang, looking horrified: "Impossible, how could someone become a martial sage from martial arts in just a few decades."
How could someone break through from a martial artist to a martial saint in just a few decades, and there would be no problem taking pills. But Zuo Wuzhou was extremely talented, and it was absolutely impossible for him to take this path of taking pills.
"I said I would come back.
When I come back, I will settle all the old and new grudges."
Jumping down like a ghost, the green evil light of Zuo Wuzhou emerged, holding the two gold-locked hammers, they both smashed down with boundless divine power!
The ghost Wuxiang inside was shocked and dazed. When he came back to his senses, the shock was still there and he resisted with all his strength.
The power of the two hammers is unparalleled. It explodes the air. The wind and thunder are shocking. In an instant, the tiger roars and screams: "Get out of here!"
Gui Wuxiang groaned, and his body was blasted upright by the divine power. The super holy equipment on his body glowed with light. He could withstand this terrifying soul power, but he could not withstand the pure force that overwhelmed the mountains and rivers.
As if to set off this roar, it was involuntarily, like a nail. It was beaten into the earth by double hammers. The soil of the earth was churning endlessly, like water waves rippling in all directions.
This scene is truly spectacular.
This hammer blow is truly majestic and unspeakably fierce.
In an instant, the Earth Collapse Sect's white light soared into the sky, reaching towards Zuo Chi. "The law of fire is boundless!"
The sky-ruling flames exploded, and Gui Wuxiang screamed: "Combat skill field? No, it's not!"
"Boundless Fire Technique" is really too similar to the field of combat skills. In the past, when the cultivation level was still low, it had the same boosting and suppressing effect as in the field of combat skills. At this time, with the martial arts level, it is even more suppressive.
With the perfect cultivation of the ghostless four souls, once he enters the "boundless fire law" range, even though he has not cultivated the water soul, his soul power is still suppressed by one and a half percent.
Zuo Wuzhou narrowly avoided the sudden twists and turns like a tornado, and his two hammers swung into the sky. He actually had the power to block out the sky and the sun: "I wanted to attract the Wudao people to come and take their heads!"
"Since you are here, I will kill you first and collect the interest from these decades of hatred."
No matter how protective Gui Wuxiang's super saint equipment was, it couldn't withstand such a bombardment, so Ping couldn't help but fly out. He sneered: "You want to kill Zhu Wudao. You have to practice for one hundred and eighty years to become a super saint."
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Ghost Wuxiang screamed sadly: "Even if you are a Martial Saint, I will still take your life."
The earth rumbled, and the trees fell down one after another. Gui Wuxiang half-lifted into the air, forming seals with his hands, and the evil spirit was extremely strong. A black light of incomparable gloom exploded into the setting sun.
"No phaser!"
It is the true soul combat skill "Wuxian Hand" that Gui Muxiang became famous for.
The changing winds and clouds actually dimmed the setting sun.
"I just know a move," Wu Xiangyin and Zuo Wuzhou also formed a seal with both hands, blasting a blaze of light to hit him.
The brilliance condensed by the power of the fire soul actually disappeared in the blink of an eye in this black light. Most of it melted instantly and came roaring. The ghost dragon armor burst out with three-color and three-series brilliance in an instant, but it was barely able to withstand it.
"This is it!" Zuo Wuzhou was shocked. It wasn't that Gui Wuxiang won with a stronger soul power, but that the black light melted the fire soul power alive. His expression changed in horror: "This is a dead soul! What you cultivated
, turned out to be a dead soul."
The two souls of life and death, the dead soul is not the most aggressive, but if you add the strangeness of the death energy, it is the best in all types of soul power. Living souls are easy to cultivate, but dead souls are difficult to cultivate. Because, death
It is the spirit of the dead that souls refine. Countless people must be killed before they can cultivate...
Back in the Zongheng No. 2 True Soul World, Zuo Wuzhou had met several soul monks who were cultivating dead souls. One of them, a martial saint, relied on killing to level up the dead energy. A dead soul wanted to cultivate to the saint level, and he cultivated all the way up.
, it will take at least hundreds of millions of people’s death energy to achieve success.
The weight of the killing is beyond imagination.
The cultivating dead soul looks like a dead tree, and is not as gloomy as Gui Wuxiang. Otherwise, Zuo Wuzhou would have recognized it long ago.
In fact, what Gui Wuxiang initially cultivated was not dead souls, but ghost souls.
In fact, there is too little Yin spirit energy, and it was only later that the dead soul was modified. Therefore, it is basically invisible from the appearance.
Dead souls are often a taboo matter. Few people practice them. The No. 2 True Soul Realm cultivates dead souls because killing is inherently heavy. In my hometown, not to mention Zuo Wuzhou, there has probably not been one in the past three thousand years.
An example of cultivating the dead soul.
Because the killing is too heavy, it is easy to cause public anger.
At the moment of birth and death, Gui Wuxiang relied on his death soul power. He actually forced Zuo Wuzhou to dodge left and right. Gui Wuxiang laughed happily: "With this little skill, you also want to kill me! You have been practicing for 180 years.
Come again."
Zuo Wuzhou looked motionless, cold, and said nothing.
Everywhere was the sound of Gui Wuxiang beating the world to pieces. It was even accompanied by wild laughter: "Your equipment is not as good as mine, but you are a new breakthrough, and your soul power is not as strong as mine. Even my soul power is suppressed by me. I see you
How can you fight with me?"
The streaks of black light were particularly dazzling in the setting sun.
With a sneer, Zuo Wuzhou shouted proudly to the sky: "Gui Wuxiang, you think your dead soul can defeat me. Don't forget, I am cultivating the Five Elements Soul."
"Let's see how you can defeat me." Zuo Wuzhou moved around. Leng Ran raised his hand and punched his chest flatly. With five colors and five phases, he launched the "Seven Killing Fist".
It is the unity of the five elements.
Gui Wuxiang froze in a frantic manner! Out of the air, the world exploded. They both groaned, but Zuo Wuzhou was at a slight disadvantage.
Dead souls dominate the world, and based on their characteristics, they can defeat all single-system souls in the world. It is absolutely no exaggeration. Gui Wuxiang can defeat the five-system souls in the world (not the five souls of the Five Elements) with just one dead soul. The Martial Saint
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But how can there be an invincible soul of a single system if animals are in conflict with each other? The soul of death can conquer all five souls in the world. The Yin soul and the Yang soul of a single system can also restrain each other.
The five elements are unified, smooth and smooth, without any flaws. It cannot restrain the dead soul, and the dead soul cannot restrain the five elements soul.
Gui Wuxiang forgot about this for a moment, but when he thought about it, he became so mad and ridiculous. After a pause, he sneered again, flew into the air, and exchanged words with Zuo Wudan at low altitude: "Even if you are the soul of the Five Elements, you are also a new breakthrough in martial arts."
Holy.”
"I have cultivated the four souls to perfection ten years ago. Even if I don't use the super holy weapon, I can't defeat you. My soul power is stronger than yours, and I can even consume you to death."
Two figures, one black and one white, were thundering in the low air, fighting constantly. Zuo Wuzhou used the "Seven Killing Fist" to use the five elements in one method, and the battle was shattered, and he laughed loudly.
"Gui Wuxiang, you have been cultivating all your life, have you forgotten that in addition to the two souls of life and death, there are two souls that can also restrain the dead soul!"
Gui Wuxiang's eyes changed, and his hands did not stop at all. He said coldly: "Yes, the Yin and Yang dual souls can also restrain the dead soul. I don't believe that you can find a second person who cultivates the Yin and Yang dual souls by searching all over the world."
As he punched out with both fists, Gui Wuxiang screamed with all his strength, black smoke rising from his whole body as if it was burning.