God of Killing

"I've also dabbled in martial arts mutation. Your situation is very special. Let me take a look. Maybe I can find a solution for you."

Qing Ming, the leader of the Corpse God Sect, smiled faintly, and the laughter was eerie and strange. In the depths of his green eyes, clusters of green flames were jumping, looking extremely cheerful, as if they were about to fly out of the eye sockets, giving people a sense of joy. An extremely inappropriate feeling.

As Qing Ming spoke, he walked directly towards Shi Yan regardless of whether Shi Yan agreed or not.

The level of cultivation of a divine warrior was not something Shi Yan could compete with. He just swayed slightly, as if teleporting, and appeared directly one meter in front of Shi Yan.

Qing Ming, who was wearing a ferocious mask, had an eerie voice that made people feel uncomfortable all over. His green eyes were like will-o'-the-wisps in a graveyard in the dark night, making people feel chilled all over and afraid to get close to him.

Qing Ming stretched out his gloved right hand, with his five fingers bent like claws and hooks, and slowly touched Shi Yan's lower abdomen.

Wisps of strange green silk threads, like tiny earthworms, quickly gathered on the tips of his five fingers. The green silk threads contained corpse aura that was boundless to the zombie fire. As his fingers got closer, they moved toward him like living creatures. Drilled into Shi Yan's lower abdomen.

"Thank you, don't bother."

Shi Yan grinned, and his left hand, which was wearing a blood pattern ring, quietly moved towards Qing Ming's right hand that was touching it. His eyes were cold and his aura was extremely cold.

In an instant, this mountain area seemed to be replaced by a world of ice and snow.

Even Qing Ming's eyes flickered, noticing the sudden change in the environment. Qing Ming didn't pay too much attention. He sneered in his heart and did not stop exploring Shi Yan's lower abdomen.

This level of coldness is neither painful nor itchy for Qing Ming, who is in the divine realm.

"Click!"

The palm of Shi Yan's left hand blocked Qing Ming's five fingers. Strands of strange green threads suddenly rushed out from the tips of Qing Ming's five fingers and crazily penetrated into Shi Yan's palm.

Severe pain filled his palm, and in that moment, Shi Yan's entire left hand bones were broken into countless pieces.

Tens of thousands of green threads in his palm broke through the energy barrier in his left palm, flew along his wrist, and shot all the way into his left arm.

"I mean well."

The green light in Qing Ming's eyes was even brighter, "The energy I released may be a little too overbearing for you. I hope you can understand this. With the characteristics of your immortal martial spirit, I think your palm will be broken." Bones should be easy to reorganize, and as long as you don't block it, my energy will not cause any further harm to you."

Qing Ming's voice was erratic and hollow, shining directly into Shi Yan's eyes. The face under the mask seemed to tremble slightly, causing his mask to also twist and become more ferocious.

Shi Yan looked calm, as if he didn't feel the broken bones in his palm at all, and his face didn't even show the slightest hint of pain.

Qing Ming's tens of thousands of green energy threads flowed upward along the veins of his arms, rushing out towards the essence light mass in his lower abdomen.

Shi Yan could see through all of this, and his perception was extremely clear.

"That's fine."

To Qing Ming's surprise, Shi Yan suddenly relaxed and did not continue to use the power of the Black Ice Flame to resist. He actually allowed Qing Ming's green energy to penetrate into his body, allowing the energy to penetrate deep into the essence cyclone in his lower abdomen. .

Qing Ming's eyes flashed, and he was a little surprised. He didn't know why Shi Yan was so cooperative.

Without thinking much, Qing Ming used all his strength to activate the green energy. Just when the green energy was about to gather towards the Shiyan Jingyuan cyclone, it suddenly twisted into a ball, and then suddenly split into pieces under a strange wave. Thousands of shares.

Thousands of strands of green energy formed into strands of green threads and suddenly shot out from Shi Yan's lower abdomen, drilling into every corner of his body along his meridians.

Shi Yan's face changed slightly.

Qing Ming sneered secretly.

In just three seconds, these tens of thousands of green energy had penetrated into most of Shi Yan's body and extended to every area.

Except for two places.

One is his brain and the other is his right arm.

After the tens of thousands of energy from Qing Ming were launched, no matter how they impacted, they could not break through the obstacles leading to his brain and right arm, and could only linger around his neck and arms.

The green light in Qing Ming's eyes slowly condensed.

At the same time, the hundreds of thousands of green threads that had dispersed within Shi Yan's body suddenly gathered from all directions, from dispersing to reuniting, and reunited on the shoulder of Shi Yan's right arm.

Hundreds of thousands of green threads, after the reunion, the weirdness became even stronger.

Qing Ming's purpose is self-evident.

"It seems that the problem is with your right arm. Relax and let me see if the power penetrates it." Qing Ming clasped Shi Yan's left hand with his fingers, stared at Shi Yan, said lightly, and then suddenly exerted force.

Shi Yan grinned, his smile suddenly becoming as cold as a cold knife.

Right now.

The blood-patterned ring on his left hand suddenly shone with a misty rainbow light. The dark red light, like bright red blood, covered Shi Yan's palm.

In the blood-patterned ring, the crystal stone that contained the Nine Nether Soul-devouring Flame suddenly cracked a small gap.

The Nine Nether Soul-eating Flame, which had been imprisoned for a long time, suddenly turned into a beam of bright silver light. The strong light broke through the layers of the blood pattern ring and suddenly shot out from the blood pattern ring.

A dark red halo covered Shi Yan's whole body. The blood pattern ring only lit up for a moment, and the bright silver Nine Nether Soul-Eating Flames flew out directly.

The Nine Nether Soul-devouring Flames condensed into a delicate little face. This face was like a cloud, separated from the dark red halo of the blood pattern ring, and appeared on the top of Qing Ming's head.

The delicate little face smiled strangely, and then suddenly exhaled a breath of turbid air, spraying it towards Qing Ming's Tianling Cap.

Qing Ming's eyes suddenly became dull.

In his green eyes, countless green light spots flickered and gathered together. In one breath, those green light spots condensed into a small face in his left pupil.

The little face was very surprised, and it moved rapidly in Qing Ming's eyes, condensing countless green light spots in Qing Ming's right eye.

For a moment, a misty green halo appeared on Qing Ming's head. Those halos were layered layer by layer, with countless green light spots attached to those haloes, densely packed like mysterious insects.

A mouthful of turbid gas ejected from the Nine Nether Soul-Eating Flame, the liquid generally sticks to the green halo, and seems to be rapidly corroding the green halo. Only the small dots attached to the green halo can be seen, arranged sharply, Countless mysterious formations are formed, releasing all kinds of surprising energy.

Shi Yan saw the abnormal changes in Qing Ming's eyes, and felt a cold heart in his heart.

Qing Ming struggled to retract the hand holding Shi Yan, and he had a premonition that something was not going to happen.

Shi Yan's eyes were cold, and a hint of sarcasm escaped from the corner of his mouth. He suddenly clasped the hand he had withdrawn with his backhand. At the same time, he slowly raised his right hand with some difficulty and drilled into Qing Ming's chest.

Qing Ming's eyes flashed with anger.

Countless strands of spiritual consciousness poured down like the water of the Milky Way, overflowing from the Qingming Sea of ​​Consciousness and sweeping toward Shi Yan crazily.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

A trace of strange electric light appeared strangely between Shi Yan and Qing Ming. These strange electric lights were accompanied by extremely astonishing energy fluctuations.

Qing Ming's spiritual consciousness rushed into it and was intercepted by all, and could no longer rush forward.

At the foot of Shengguang Mountain, Yi Tianmo and the others looked solemn, and a chilling air suddenly filled the air.

Many warriors gathered nearby noticed the terrifying aura from the three of them, and couldn't help but step aside, once again putting some distance between themselves and the three of them.

Qing Ming's spiritual consciousness was intercepted by layers of obstacles. Before he could take back those spiritual consciousness, soul vortexes suddenly appeared one after another, rushing towards his sea of ​​consciousness crazily, as if they were going to destroy his sea of ​​consciousness.

"I was rude."

Qing Ming hurriedly screamed, looking into Shi Yan's eyes, full of fear, "I actually don't mean any harm, Shi Yan, don't be too cruel! Leave everything on the line, I really want to see you later! Don't be too cruel!" "

"I won't leave this thread alone." Shi Yan said calmly with a cold expression, "Because we will never see each other again in the future."

Qing Ming's eyes changed dramatically, and he was about to use all his strength to retreat, but found that the sea of ​​consciousness was invaded by a certain soul force, and his consciousness was somewhat unable to control his body.

Shi Yan was extremely calm, and with difficulty he raised his right arm and grabbed Qing Ming's heart.

"Young man is arrogant!"

Two soft, cotton-like soul breaths suddenly entered at this juncture.

These two soul auras were like flexible vines, temporarily binding the consciousness of Yi Tianmo and the other two people. Unexpectedly, the three of them could not continue to disturb Qing Ming's sea of ​​consciousness.

Qing Ming's sea of ​​consciousness returned to stability again, and he instantly regained control over his body. In just a moment, a powerful explosive force suddenly washed away from Qing Ming's body.

"Crack!"

Shi Yan held Qing Ming's left hand, and the bones exploded again. Qing Ming's originally soft right hand was instantly filled with strength.

Shi Yan's expression changed, and Shi Yan's right hand that was drilling towards Qing Ming suddenly drilled hard into the ground.

"boom!"

The power of a landslide poured into the ground, and Shi Yan, including his fists and body, were all submerged into the heart of the mountain.

Qing Ming's punch landed in the air, missing Shi Yan's body.

When Qing Ming tried to take action again, he suddenly discovered that the green halo above his head had broken several layers, and the small face of the Nine Nether Soul-Eating Flames suspended in the void became more delicate and clear, and it slowly flew over his head.

The green light in his eyes was strong, and he could no longer care about Shi Yan. Qing Ming began to deal with the attack of the Nine Nether Soul-Eating Flames with all his strength.

Beside him, a strange "chichi" sound came from the air, and soon a figure slowly condensed out, it was Tang Yuannan.

When Tang Yuannan suddenly appeared, he just glanced at Qing Ming's condition and was horrified. He couldn't help shouting: "Sky Fire!"

"Comes from Shi Yan!" Qing Ming gritted his teeth and snorted sinisterly, "Master Tang, should we let that kid collect the Sky Fire?"

While Qing Ming was speaking, footsteps came from the foot of the mountain, and it seemed like someone was coming again.

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(To be continued)