I searched for corpses in the Wuding River to extract entries
Chapter 123 Golden Entry: Direct Death Demon Eye
Chapter 123 Golden Entry: Direct Death Demon Eye
Hearing this, Yan Hui's expression under the mask also changed somewhat.
Xie Que lifted Yan Hui from the water, under the blessing of Jiaolong Deshui.
She couldn't help becoming panicked in her heart, no matter how she resisted, she was as helpless as a three-year-old child in Xie Que's hands.
There was a flash of panic in the expression under the mask, and Yan Hui began to read some obscure scriptures.
But still a step behind.
The next moment, Yan Hui felt as if his body had been struck by lightning, as if something was being pulled out of his body.
Xie Que put his hand in front of his heart, penetrated the meridians in his body with Gang Qi, and began to search.
With Xie Que's familiarity with the human body, he felt something was wrong in the right half of his heart in the blink of an eye.
There seemed to be a strange force inside, which completely swallowed up the Gang Qi input by Xie Que.
Xie Que's eyes narrowed and he knew it was here.
Yan Hui's hair stood on end, his heart clenched, and he already knew that the other party had found the map of King Ming's soul lock.
The Gang Qi in her body began to knot in her heart, gradually forming a strange symbol.
Galan sky lock!
Yan Hui couldn't help but feel cold all over, and a strong sense of coercion came out immediately.
This is Feng Zidu's method, and Xie Que used it as a basis to lock the terrifying blood in the orca's heart.
"Crack."
A sound like a broken bone came out of Yan Hui's body.
The connection between King Ming's Soul Lock Diagram and Yan Hui Yin Shen was actually severed by the Jialan Sky Lock formed by this Gang Qi.
Many real people felt the power of the blockade gradually receding like a tide.
At this moment, they have been able to display the cultivation level of roughly the second level of literary skills.
It's just that the remaining power of King Ming's Soul Lock Diagram has not yet completely dissipated.
The second level of literary skills is not even as good as a first level warrior, they are still lambs to be slaughtered at this time.
Seeing this, the few masters from King Yanfang couldn't help but retreat from Linhu and suddenly retreated back.
Xie Que carried Yan Hui in his hand, his body was like a roc coming to the world, and within a few breaths, he had already captured the figures of those real people to the river.
These real people do not yet know Xie Que's identity at this time, but judging from his cultivation level, even King Ming's Soul Lock Diagram cannot threaten him.
Presumably the lowest level is also a master above the seventh or eighth level of thunder tribulation.
Although Xie Que did not hide his Qi and blood, everyone present thought that this was the special effect of his skills, rather than the power that a warrior could possess.
Xie Que threw one of the generals to the shore of the small car ditch, his expression still indifferent.
But these real people felt waves of overwhelming oppression in their hearts.
It was as if the person in front of him was not a person, but a terrifying monster.
One of the real people suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and said slowly: "Who are you? Why did you mix into my Xuanjia army?"
"Not so many whys."
Xie Que didn't care at all, but in the disbelief eyes of these real people, he actually broke his neck in an instant.
The Yin Shen that escaped from him was completely evaporated by the Qi and blood field emanating from Xie Que's body in the blink of an eye.
Throwing the three corpses into the water, Xie Que seemed to have done an insignificant thing.
He looked at Yan Hui, Yan Hui was also cold all over.
Where did this living King of Hell come from?
Without asking a word, he broke the necks of those real people and killed the Yin Shen.
Yan Hui could already imagine his own fate.
Xie Que put his hands on Yan Hui's shoulders, and kept groping with his qi.
He opened his mouth and asked: "How to get out the picture of King Ming's soul lock?"
Yan Hui was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but sneered: "If you want to know, you must first..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xie Que: "Forget it."
Remembering that there is also the function of extracting memory in the Death Trial Tulu, Xie Que rushed out with a punch.
The huge fist strength triggered the chain of gang qi in Yan Hui's body, which actually caused a huge roar and explosion sound.
The mask on its head has sunk deeply, leaving a fist mark empty.
"It's not broken." Xie Que was a little surprised.
If he knew, he would have a damage bonus for head blows.
Entering the Tao by worshiping the gods, the Yin god did not fly out of Yan Hui's body.
Instead, a ray of invisible true spirit flew out and flocked to an unknown place.
She may be able to be reborn again, or she may fall forever, it depends on God's will.
After throwing the corpse into the water, Xie Que looked up at the huge bronze coffin in the air.
After a period of suppression, the aura emanating from the coffin was no longer as evil as before.
At this time, with a thought, Xie Que picked up the silver-white stone dropped by the real person in front of him, and his blood poured into it crazily.
Those Xuanjia soldiers who wanted to flee when they saw their group of real people were destroyed suddenly went limp.
They instantly felt that the Qi and blood in their bodies were extremely abundant, even exceeding the limit that their bodies could bear, as if they were about to explode on the spot.
A few soldiers were a little unbelievable, but they still insisted on trying to escape.
But Xie Que had a thought, those soldiers were bleeding from their seven orifices and died immediately.
The Xuanjia Army suddenly became unable to settle down any longer.
"Look who wants to escape."
Xie Que turned his eyes back and glanced coldly.
He turned his head, not in a hurry to retrieve the corpse in the river, but looked to the other side of the river.
The real people on the other side breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Yan Hui's death.
Feeling the power gradually returning to their bodies, they began to gain confidence.
The Taoist priest also took the initiative to shout to Xie Que: "This fellow Taoist, I am a poor Taoist."
"Thank you fellow daoist for saving me."
"I don't know where the friend came from? Where does it belong?"
Xie Que ignored him, but secretly glanced at his uncle Nan Guang.
Nanguang instantly understood Xie Que's intention, and wanted not to reveal his identity.
He also slightly nodded his head slightly, and then pinched the senior brother beside him who was about to move.
Yun Guang was a little puzzled, and Nan Guang quickly sent a voice transmission to him.
Seeing that his uncle had already responded, Xie Que didn't say a word.
Just jumped into the water, picked up a few corpses and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Only those real people were left looking at each other in blank dismay, their eyes full of doubts.
After Xie Que left, those Xuanjia soldiers who fell limply on the ground suddenly felt the violent blood in their bodies that was about to explode left their bodies.
They got up in an instant, wanting to escape.
But at this time, the real people had already recovered their magical powers, and they trapped these hundreds of people in place with just a wave.
In the Xuanjia army, there was a martial arts master who stood up boldly, his face pale: "Thank you all the real people for your great help, only then can we kill that traitor."
The moon-robed monk who was the leader among the real people had a smile on his face.
He knew the martial artist's intentions, so he just smiled: "All of you are decent people here, so you don't need to worry about doing this kind of killing karma."
"Since you are a smart person, that poor monk is not a cruel person, you just need to disarm and return to the fields."
However, this action was entirely aimed at the secret sect, and there was no evidence of rebellion.
It would be meaningless if they killed all these Xuanjia troops here.
Moreover, many monks and Taoists did not dare to go against the decision on behalf of Shuiyue Chanyuan and just nodded.
"Flower in the Mirror, Whale Swallows the World."
A huge black and white whale body appeared behind the moon-robed monk, like a siphon.
The next moment, under the sluggish eyes of many soldiers, most of the blood in their bodies was sucked out.
This martial arts cultivation base is completely dispersed.
And the figure of the giant whale behind the monk has changed into a large number.
The Taoist priest who greeted Xie Que kept flattering him: "As expected of him, he is a direct descendant of the emperor's master."
"Master Huizhen, if the monster Wuming King's soul lock map, you can easily crush her with this metaphor."
Master Huizhen shook his head, regardless of those soldiers fleeing in all directions, he just turned his head to look at Yun Guang: "Your Secret Sect is the confidant of King Yan, although the operation failed this time, I am afraid that your life will be difficult in the future gone."
Yun Guang is silent, and he also knows the reason.
Although King Yan had been eyeing the secret sect for a long time, this was the first time he took action.
If there is no thanks, I am afraid they will be successful.
Even the discerning people of those sects can see that it is a conspiracy against the secret sect, but King Yan also has a legitimate reason, and the secret sect will struggle in this land of Yan from now on.
At this time, Xie Que had already flown over ten miles away.
He looked at the picture of death trial in front of him with surprise.
Including Yan Hui, there are four entries in total, but the quality is beyond Xie Que's expectation.
Left Hand Proficiency: Blue entry, your left hand is more delicate and powerful.
Moving Like a Wind and Thunder: Blue entry, your attack speed is increased by 20%.
Vajra's glaring eyes: Purple entry, your strength increases with your anger level, up to three times.
But what surprised Xie Que the most was that one of them set off a golden radiance!
Devil's Eye of Death: Golden entry, you can see the "scars of death" of all life forms, and it can cause a certain kill effect after being smashed.
(End of this chapter)
Hearing this, Yan Hui's expression under the mask also changed somewhat.
Xie Que lifted Yan Hui from the water, under the blessing of Jiaolong Deshui.
She couldn't help becoming panicked in her heart, no matter how she resisted, she was as helpless as a three-year-old child in Xie Que's hands.
There was a flash of panic in the expression under the mask, and Yan Hui began to read some obscure scriptures.
But still a step behind.
The next moment, Yan Hui felt as if his body had been struck by lightning, as if something was being pulled out of his body.
Xie Que put his hand in front of his heart, penetrated the meridians in his body with Gang Qi, and began to search.
With Xie Que's familiarity with the human body, he felt something was wrong in the right half of his heart in the blink of an eye.
There seemed to be a strange force inside, which completely swallowed up the Gang Qi input by Xie Que.
Xie Que's eyes narrowed and he knew it was here.
Yan Hui's hair stood on end, his heart clenched, and he already knew that the other party had found the map of King Ming's soul lock.
The Gang Qi in her body began to knot in her heart, gradually forming a strange symbol.
Galan sky lock!
Yan Hui couldn't help but feel cold all over, and a strong sense of coercion came out immediately.
This is Feng Zidu's method, and Xie Que used it as a basis to lock the terrifying blood in the orca's heart.
"Crack."
A sound like a broken bone came out of Yan Hui's body.
The connection between King Ming's Soul Lock Diagram and Yan Hui Yin Shen was actually severed by the Jialan Sky Lock formed by this Gang Qi.
Many real people felt the power of the blockade gradually receding like a tide.
At this moment, they have been able to display the cultivation level of roughly the second level of literary skills.
It's just that the remaining power of King Ming's Soul Lock Diagram has not yet completely dissipated.
The second level of literary skills is not even as good as a first level warrior, they are still lambs to be slaughtered at this time.
Seeing this, the few masters from King Yanfang couldn't help but retreat from Linhu and suddenly retreated back.
Xie Que carried Yan Hui in his hand, his body was like a roc coming to the world, and within a few breaths, he had already captured the figures of those real people to the river.
These real people do not yet know Xie Que's identity at this time, but judging from his cultivation level, even King Ming's Soul Lock Diagram cannot threaten him.
Presumably the lowest level is also a master above the seventh or eighth level of thunder tribulation.
Although Xie Que did not hide his Qi and blood, everyone present thought that this was the special effect of his skills, rather than the power that a warrior could possess.
Xie Que threw one of the generals to the shore of the small car ditch, his expression still indifferent.
But these real people felt waves of overwhelming oppression in their hearts.
It was as if the person in front of him was not a person, but a terrifying monster.
One of the real people suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and said slowly: "Who are you? Why did you mix into my Xuanjia army?"
"Not so many whys."
Xie Que didn't care at all, but in the disbelief eyes of these real people, he actually broke his neck in an instant.
The Yin Shen that escaped from him was completely evaporated by the Qi and blood field emanating from Xie Que's body in the blink of an eye.
Throwing the three corpses into the water, Xie Que seemed to have done an insignificant thing.
He looked at Yan Hui, Yan Hui was also cold all over.
Where did this living King of Hell come from?
Without asking a word, he broke the necks of those real people and killed the Yin Shen.
Yan Hui could already imagine his own fate.
Xie Que put his hands on Yan Hui's shoulders, and kept groping with his qi.
He opened his mouth and asked: "How to get out the picture of King Ming's soul lock?"
Yan Hui was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but sneered: "If you want to know, you must first..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xie Que: "Forget it."
Remembering that there is also the function of extracting memory in the Death Trial Tulu, Xie Que rushed out with a punch.
The huge fist strength triggered the chain of gang qi in Yan Hui's body, which actually caused a huge roar and explosion sound.
The mask on its head has sunk deeply, leaving a fist mark empty.
"It's not broken." Xie Que was a little surprised.
If he knew, he would have a damage bonus for head blows.
Entering the Tao by worshiping the gods, the Yin god did not fly out of Yan Hui's body.
Instead, a ray of invisible true spirit flew out and flocked to an unknown place.
She may be able to be reborn again, or she may fall forever, it depends on God's will.
After throwing the corpse into the water, Xie Que looked up at the huge bronze coffin in the air.
After a period of suppression, the aura emanating from the coffin was no longer as evil as before.
At this time, with a thought, Xie Que picked up the silver-white stone dropped by the real person in front of him, and his blood poured into it crazily.
Those Xuanjia soldiers who wanted to flee when they saw their group of real people were destroyed suddenly went limp.
They instantly felt that the Qi and blood in their bodies were extremely abundant, even exceeding the limit that their bodies could bear, as if they were about to explode on the spot.
A few soldiers were a little unbelievable, but they still insisted on trying to escape.
But Xie Que had a thought, those soldiers were bleeding from their seven orifices and died immediately.
The Xuanjia Army suddenly became unable to settle down any longer.
"Look who wants to escape."
Xie Que turned his eyes back and glanced coldly.
He turned his head, not in a hurry to retrieve the corpse in the river, but looked to the other side of the river.
The real people on the other side breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Yan Hui's death.
Feeling the power gradually returning to their bodies, they began to gain confidence.
The Taoist priest also took the initiative to shout to Xie Que: "This fellow Taoist, I am a poor Taoist."
"Thank you fellow daoist for saving me."
"I don't know where the friend came from? Where does it belong?"
Xie Que ignored him, but secretly glanced at his uncle Nan Guang.
Nanguang instantly understood Xie Que's intention, and wanted not to reveal his identity.
He also slightly nodded his head slightly, and then pinched the senior brother beside him who was about to move.
Yun Guang was a little puzzled, and Nan Guang quickly sent a voice transmission to him.
Seeing that his uncle had already responded, Xie Que didn't say a word.
Just jumped into the water, picked up a few corpses and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Only those real people were left looking at each other in blank dismay, their eyes full of doubts.
After Xie Que left, those Xuanjia soldiers who fell limply on the ground suddenly felt the violent blood in their bodies that was about to explode left their bodies.
They got up in an instant, wanting to escape.
But at this time, the real people had already recovered their magical powers, and they trapped these hundreds of people in place with just a wave.
In the Xuanjia army, there was a martial arts master who stood up boldly, his face pale: "Thank you all the real people for your great help, only then can we kill that traitor."
The moon-robed monk who was the leader among the real people had a smile on his face.
He knew the martial artist's intentions, so he just smiled: "All of you are decent people here, so you don't need to worry about doing this kind of killing karma."
"Since you are a smart person, that poor monk is not a cruel person, you just need to disarm and return to the fields."
However, this action was entirely aimed at the secret sect, and there was no evidence of rebellion.
It would be meaningless if they killed all these Xuanjia troops here.
Moreover, many monks and Taoists did not dare to go against the decision on behalf of Shuiyue Chanyuan and just nodded.
"Flower in the Mirror, Whale Swallows the World."
A huge black and white whale body appeared behind the moon-robed monk, like a siphon.
The next moment, under the sluggish eyes of many soldiers, most of the blood in their bodies was sucked out.
This martial arts cultivation base is completely dispersed.
And the figure of the giant whale behind the monk has changed into a large number.
The Taoist priest who greeted Xie Que kept flattering him: "As expected of him, he is a direct descendant of the emperor's master."
"Master Huizhen, if the monster Wuming King's soul lock map, you can easily crush her with this metaphor."
Master Huizhen shook his head, regardless of those soldiers fleeing in all directions, he just turned his head to look at Yun Guang: "Your Secret Sect is the confidant of King Yan, although the operation failed this time, I am afraid that your life will be difficult in the future gone."
Yun Guang is silent, and he also knows the reason.
Although King Yan had been eyeing the secret sect for a long time, this was the first time he took action.
If there is no thanks, I am afraid they will be successful.
Even the discerning people of those sects can see that it is a conspiracy against the secret sect, but King Yan also has a legitimate reason, and the secret sect will struggle in this land of Yan from now on.
At this time, Xie Que had already flown over ten miles away.
He looked at the picture of death trial in front of him with surprise.
Including Yan Hui, there are four entries in total, but the quality is beyond Xie Que's expectation.
Left Hand Proficiency: Blue entry, your left hand is more delicate and powerful.
Moving Like a Wind and Thunder: Blue entry, your attack speed is increased by 20%.
Vajra's glaring eyes: Purple entry, your strength increases with your anger level, up to three times.
But what surprised Xie Que the most was that one of them set off a golden radiance!
Devil's Eye of Death: Golden entry, you can see the "scars of death" of all life forms, and it can cause a certain kill effect after being smashed.
(End of this chapter)
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