Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

Chapter 491: Why fear death?

An eighth-level peak, and a ninth-level peak.

If they were normal people, no one would doubt the outcome of this battle.

That was like a done deal, no doubt.

It is not yet known what price the empire paid for inviting this ninth-level peak powerhouse.

He took a step upward.

Beijun built this central tower on the top of a mountain.

There is a staircase leading to the sky from bottom to top, with no end in sight.

Now the back of the stairs has been completely submerged in golden light. As the Pope takes a step forward, the place where his feet touch the steps also begins to be dyed a little golden.

Then this golden color spread out and dyed the entire steps.

It continued to spread upward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wei Qing was standing directly on top of the steps less than ten steps away from the Pope. He looked at the golden light coming over and snorted coldly.

Suddenly, Wei Qing, who was standing there, suddenly turned his head to the right.

As soon as he made the move, a flash of golden light quickly passed by his cheek.

The sharp light still cut his left cheek, leaving a bloody mark.

The old pope is slowly withdrawing the golden scepter in his right hand.

"You have good skills. No wonder some of my incompetent disciples died in your hands."

"With your current strength, if your arms are healthy, you should be at the level of a ninth-level martial artist."

There was a smile on his face and his tone was unhurried.

The Pope is worthy of being a veteran ninth-level peak powerhouse, and Wei Qing's current state can be seen at a glance.

Regarding Wei Qing's arm, Han Zhan had previously proposed to use the Origin of Heaven ability to help him reorganize and recover, but he refused at that time.

Because Wei Qing has a truly strong heart!

It is not difficult to break through to the ninth level with Wei Qing's talent.

Otherwise, he would not be the first disciple Li Shutong accepted, and even Lin Jingxuan would call him senior brother.

However, Wei Qing has his own obsession.

Among the many disciples of teacher Li Shutong, he is the only one who truly follows the path of pure martial arts like his teacher.

Although junior brother Han Zhan has unique melee talent, he has so many bonded spirits to distract his energy and is not pure enough.

Therefore, Wei Qing has always wanted to inherit Li Shutong's mantle and carry forward his melee martial arts route.

If Wei Qing asked Han Zhan to repair his arm, he would have enough understanding of the realm and a breakthrough would be a matter of time.

But after such a breakthrough, he just followed the path that his teacher had walked and could not surpass it!

Providence caused him to lose an arm,

If you break through the ninth level without an arm, that ninth level will be even more powerful!

This is Wei Qing's obsession and his ambition!

"It turns out that those losers are all disciples of You. Don't blame them for their incompetence. It may be because their teachers are not very good."

Wei Qing raised his hand to wipe the blood flowing down his left cheek and let out a sigh.

After saying this, his eyelids twitched suddenly, and his body suddenly shook slightly like chaff.

In the blink of an eye, four more wounds suddenly appeared on his body.

"Well done, I hope your body is as hard as your mouth."

The Pope still maintained a smile on his kind face.

This old man looks amiable, but he can be really ruthless. The speed of his shot was so fast that even I couldn't see it clearly. This was impossible.

Wei Qing thought of this and jumped back to widen the gap.

"It's the prop effect of the scepter."

This is not difficult to judge. Even the Pope admits that his physical strength is close to the ninth level. The Pope does not look like a ninth level martial artist with his old arms and legs.

There is only one reason left for being able to be so fast that he can't dodge, excluding the Pope. The Pope holds the scepter in his right hand, and blood is dripping from the top of the golden scepter.

But after Wei Qing made a retreat, he took back his scepter and leaned on the ground again.

"The ninth-level prop, the papal scepter." The Pope nodded, without any intention of concealing anything. "You are very smart, just exit the radius area of ​​​​the length of the scepter."

"This is the first time someone has praised me for being smart since I became a melee warrior." Wei Qing seemed to have a little joy in his tone. "you're so sight."

"..."

The Pope stopped talking nonsense with him and threw the royal orb in his left hand into the air.

The next second, the Royal Power Orb turned with golden light and shrouded Wei Qing.

Another ninth-level prop!

Wherever the royal power orb's golden light shines, it instantly melts into molten golden water.

It only appeared for a few seconds before a huge gap collapsed in the entire mountain road.

Gurgling hot golden water flows out of it.

Seeing this scene, Wei Qing grinned.

The ninth-level powerhouse's methods are unpredictable. The Pope's two props alone caught him off guard, but he was even more excited!

"Yes, that's it!"

The smile on Wei Qing's face became even bigger.

"This feeling of dancing on the edge of death is really, really awesome!"

Amid the laughter, Wei Qing's blood-evil spirit was extremely strong.

White aura bloomed from his body and mixed with the blood evil aura. The red and white gas completely enveloped Wei Qing.

The laughter became louder and louder, echoing throughout the mountain.

"Madman." The Pope looked at the red and white gas not far away and moved his left hand gently.

The light of the Royal Power Orb shone fiercely towards there.

In just the blink of an eye, the red and white air mass disappeared.

The next second, it appeared behind the Pope.

Wei Qing's body functions increased exponentially, catching the Pope off guard!

"Let me see if the body of a ninth-level powerful person is more resistant to beatings than an eighth-level one."

"Give me, die!"

Wei Qing's charged punch hit the Pope on the back.

The expected solid blow did not appear, and the feeling of the fist hitting the Pope made Wei Qing know that something was wrong.

I saw the crown on the Pope's head turning slightly.

The entire pope's body turned into a ball of white wax and melted away.

Soon, the white wax condensed and appeared again a few feet away.

Still with his back to Wei Qing, the Pope suddenly raised his steps and stepped up the steps!

Because Wei Qing attacked closely and took the initiative to get out of the way leading to the fifth formation!

Wei Qing naturally couldn't let him get his wish.

He was about to get up and put back his fist, and chased after him again to stop the Pope.

At this moment, the Royal Power Orb suddenly appeared right in front of him.

From the perspective of a bystander, it seemed as if Wei Qing "actively" hit the Orb of Royal Power!

In these seconds, the Pope showed his old strength as the most powerful person, and actually calculated Wei Qing's movements to death!

Wei Qing bumped into the King Power Orb,

Inside the orb, an eye suddenly opened, and golden light emerged again.

Only this time, it was Wei Qing who was shrouded!

As soon as the golden light shines on him, his flesh melts and his bones instantly disappear!

(End of this chapter)