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Chapter 122 Master Xie, cut her in the middle
That is the real person who has almost survived the five-fold thunder tribulation.

Xie Que calculated according to the five-level thunder robbery monster he had eaten in his previous life, which is roughly equivalent to five hundred Lu's strength.

However, the big demon's body is huge and cannot be compared to humans.

But it should be at least three hundred continents strong.

In other words, without this ignorant soul lock diagram, the opponent's strength would be at least ten times his own.

However, it cannot be calculated so simply.

The blood volume is only the minimum basic disk for a warrior's combat power.

The Whale Killing Qiankun Dao was able to increase his strength by three times, and then the Whale Hong Jue doubled his strength again.

Now I have a blood value of 180 Lu, and after doubling it six times, I can reach [-] Lu of strength.

After that, Qiandou Kuang Lang became more and more courageous, and the final increase could reach about [-] times.

That means we have reached 240 Lu Zhili.

In addition, the old guy opposite me must be older than me, so I added that "boxing is afraid of young people".

260 The power of the four continents!

As well as the final limit-breaking form, it should be no problem to win it.

Not to mention that I still have the blessings of the Mountains and Rivers Society Map and the Samantabhadra Seal.

However, this is also a calculation of basic power, and Fang Ding also has a similar method to increase mana yin and spirit.

But at this time, isn't it impossible to use mana?
Xie Que asked again: "Under this Mingwang Soul Lock Diagram, how much strength can you exert, Sir?"

Nan Guang recognized Xie Que's face, and watched quietly from the other side of the river, his complexion became a little complicated.

"My nephew has just broken the shackles of martial arts. Has he been bribed by King Yan?"

Seeing that he and Yan Hui were talking and laughing, Nanguang guessed that Xie Que's status under King Yan was not low.

But what the heck, he's just wearing the lowest-status armor of ten men.

A mist rose from Nanguang's heart.

He thought of Xie Que's terrifying strength, being able to break his own Mahakala body as the Second Leaf Spirit Guard with just one move.

A wry smile appeared on Nan Guang's face.

With Xie Que’s strength,

Under the picture of King Ming's soul lock, even if one kills one hundred and one thousand Taoist real people, there will be no problem.

It's as easy as killing chickens and ducks.

After all, when the magic power of the Yin God was not manifested, Nan Guang thought to himself that after losing the power of Qi and blood, the current self is not even as good as a first-time martial arts master.

Yan Hui's tone became a little vague: "I...I..."

For a moment, his mind got rid of the influence of facial makeup, and his tone became sharp: "Who are you?"

The energy and blood around his body turned into a three-edged steel fork like a yaksha, and it stabbed straight at Xie Que.

Are you playing with my blood?Did you know that I am the ancestor who plays with Qi and blood?

With a thought, the steel fork disappeared out of thin air under the cross-cutting Gang Qi.

Not only that, but all the real people present began to scream in panic.

They have already discovered that the energy and blood power in their bodies has completely disappeared, making them no different from those real people on the other side.

These real people from King Yan's side began to communicate frantically with the stones in their hands, hoping to regain their energy and blood power, but to no avail.

Xie Que's hard and thick stellar qi is in it, so that all the qi and blood can only belong to those warriors themselves.

When the real people on the other side saw this, a glimmer of hope instantly rose on their faces.

Is this civil strife under King Yan?

Yan Hui also turned pale instantly, but he was hidden under the Vajra mask.

She remained calm on the surface, using her soul to communicate with the Ming King Soul Lock Diagram in her body.

A huge Yaksha phantom suddenly appeared and climbed over Xie Que's head.

Xie Que's qi and blood were like mercury, and he actually ignited an invisible fire, annihilating the phantom of Yaksha in an instant.

Seeing this, Yan Hui also started to recite obscure words.

Next to her, the Zen monk who had turned into black skin actually opened his arms and let out a strange roar.

He waved his palms, dust and dust flew up, and there was fierce mana overflowing from his body, as if he was not bound by the "Ming King's soul lock" at all.

Yan Hui's tone was as if he were strolling in a courtyard: "This Book of Night Carmel and the Soul Lock of King Ming come from the same source. In order to refine it, I killed countless of my fellow disciples."

Although Yan Hui's tone was light, the murderous aura was rising in it.

"It feels really wonderful to dig out their souls and smelt them with your own hands..."

But before he could finish his words, the monk was completely torn into two pieces by Xie Que, and even his soul was extinguished in the blood.

"If that's all it takes, then it's over."

Saying that, Xie Que's figure was almost four meters tall.

After having my bones shrunk for a long time, I am not used to maintaining my original shape.

He twisted his neck, and his knuckles crackled.

Whale Flood Art and Mad Wave Qianjo began to activate at the highest power together.

The look on Yan Hui's mask gradually turned cold, but he didn't expect that there was something going on here.

There is someone whose physical strength can be so strong. Could it be that he has cultivated some kind of Dharma body?

In Yan Hui's unbelievable look, Xie Que pushed his palm forward, as if it had the potential to destroy a mountain.

It was also like an extremely huge fish tail, which was slapping towards him fiercely.

With this palm, the overbearing and unruly person will be killed immediately!

Before the palm could reach Yan Hui, the air wave had already pushed out several Taoist practitioners not far away from him, including people and horses.

Yan Hui's whole body also flew out immediately, carrying an incomparably terrifying aura, knocking the Xuanjia army behind him into chaos, and the army's morale was broken.

Many real people on the other side of the river were also stunned, as if they had seen a savior.

Yan Hui quickly got up from the ground, but his huge palm was extremely powerful.

But as a Five-Leaf Spirit Guard, he is not so easy to kill.

She is a little confused.

If he could unlock the soul lock of King Ming in his body, killing this person would be like killing a dog.

But those real people on the other side were not something she could suppress by herself.

In the blink of an eye, a terrifying and huge Yaksha that was almost physical appeared on Yan Hui who was in the formation of the Xuanjia Army.

The Yaksha actually used the fork of his halberd to string together more than a dozen black armor warriors and put them into his mouth.

It was chewed and crunched, and even blood dripped to the ground.

The Xuanjia army's morale collapsed in an instant, and they began to flee in all directions.

The Yaksha jumped out, and Yan Hui shouted sharply: "Whoever escapes first, I will kill first!"

Not only the Xuanjia army, but even the real people under King Yan felt terrified.

The next moment, under the horrified gaze of Master Qianxuan, Yasha actually picked it up with one hand and put it into his mouth.

"Yan Hui, do you know that I am His Highness's confidant? His Highness will definitely not be able to forgive you for doing this!"

Yasha opened his mouth and swallowed it in one mouthful.

Yan Hui exhaled a breath and stood up straight again as if his injury had healed.

Many real people also felt extremely frightened.

Are all these secret methods so terrifying?

Even on the other side of the river, those monks quickly kept their distance from the secret sect members.

He was afraid that a yaksha would suddenly appear on him and eat him alive.

Yun Guang looked at his junior brother, as if he was very familiar with the strong man dressed in the Xuanjia Army, and asked: "Junior Brother Nan, who is that person?"

Although he is a contemporary elder brother of the Secret Sect, he has been practicing painstakingly to worship the gods on weekdays, in order to have a slight possibility of becoming that holy walker.

Almost completely indifferent to foreign affairs.

If it weren't for the royal family and Shuiyue Chanyuan who ordered each sect and each sect to send a certain amount of manpower, Yun Guang would not have left the seclusion.

Nan Guang spoke slowly: "His name is Xie Que, and he is a member of my Demon Suppression Division."

Yun Guang took a deep breath: "Since when has there been such a strong man in Zhenmagic Division, who can actually suppress the master in the soul lock map of King Ming."

Nan Guang shook his head, he also lacked knowledge of Xie Que's strength.

But he knew that his nephew must have surpassed himself.

He spoke slowly and lowered his voice to a very low level: "He is a warrior, a warrior who broke the shackles of the three realms!"

Thousands of waves stirred in Yun Guang's heart. He was a martial arts master and worshiped God back then.

And his martial arts talent is not low, he knows the difficulty of breaking the shackles of martial arts.

He couldn't help thinking: "Which martial arts master can train such a disciple..."

Yan Hui laughed, raised the black-gold steel fork, jumped forward, and said to Xie Que, "Come again!"

Seeing his cannibalistic face, Xie Que's disgust reached the extreme level. He no longer considered himself a human being, so he didn't even try to eat people.

Are you a human being?

A palm as big as a futon slapped the steel fork, and the strong aura it carried instantly knocked it away.

Yan Hui, who was originally full of confidence, finally started to panic when he saw the weapon fall from his hand.

Xie Que took advantage of this opportunity to chase after him, attacking quickly with his fists and palms, hitting the flesh, the heavy energy and blood continuously eroded Yan Hui's body, trying in vain to find the soul lock map of King Ming in his body.

Although Yan Hui was being beaten passively, he raised his head and smiled ferociously: "You go ahead and hit me. Under the effect of King Ming's Soul Lock Diagram, any damage I suffer will be taken by others in the field on my behalf."

Xie Que stopped and looked up.

Among the monks on the other side of the river, one suddenly fell to the ground, with blood still flowing from the corner of his mouth.

There was a surly look in Xie Que's eyes, and when he mentioned Yan Hui's figure, he moved towards the distance.

He smashed it into the water and pressed it down hard, trying to force it out of Yinshen by choking on the water.

"It's useless! I've linked these people to me with soul locks. Now, as long as they don't die! I will be immortal!"

Yan Hui laughed even more crazily.

This strange and eroded magic weapon actually made everyone feel horrified.

Xie Que started to become a little irritable, even though he was already able to dominate the opponent in terms of strength.

But this was the first time I had seen someone so difficult.

No wonder Dahei said that these monks in Dacai are much better than those in Qiongyuhai.

This ignorance soul lock map alone can almost make one person invincible in the field.

At this moment, Yun Guang suddenly spoke:
"Thank you, Master, try to cut her in the middle!"

"The ignorant soul lock map should be refined in the heart by it!"

(End of this chapter)