God of Killing

In the ice and snow, Shi Yan waited silently, waiting for the return of the black ice flames.

The pair of sisters had been away for a long time after picking the cold grass. The two women were cautious all the way, with a rather cautious look on their faces, as if they were guarding against any sudden crisis.

Shi Yan didn't care and had no interest in dealing with these two women's affairs.

After waiting for two hours, the black ice flame finally returned and turned into a bright white flame, floating in front of him, as if a little depressed, the flames beating inactively.

"What's the matter?"

"The cold chalcedony should have been condensed, but it was taken away early. I didn't even notice a bit."

Shi Yan smiled, knowing that this would be the result.

The Bitter Cold Land falls under the jurisdiction of Ice Emperor City. The Ice Emperor City does not have many cultivation resources. It will definitely take away all the materials that can be obtained from this area as soon as possible. According to what Xuanbing Hanyan said, the cold chalcedony is extremely powerful. Precious, it must be equally effective for warriors practicing cold-type techniques.

Most of the warriors in Ice Emperor City have cultivated the secret of ice system. If they knew that cold chalcedony would be condensed in the extremely cold snow mountains, they would definitely not let it go.

"If you don't have it, you don't have it. Don't be discouraged. Life is still long. Maybe you will still be able to get it in the future."

After comforting Xuan Binghanyan, he signaled Xuanbinghanyan to penetrate into the blood pattern ring.

The black ice cold flames escaped into the ring as told, and gradually became silent and lifeless.

Looking at the flying snow in the sky, Shi Yan didn't linger too much, crossed the extremely cold snow mountain and continued towards the direction of Ice Emperor City.

One day later.

On another low snow-capped mountain, he suddenly stopped, frowning and looking at the movement ahead.

That pair of sisters were in trouble... Seven warriors wearing Tiangong costumes surrounded the sisters and were killing them, as if they wanted to drive them all away.

Five hundred meters away, he paid close attention, took one look, and exclaimed softly, showing a weird smile.

The world is so small... The Tiangong warriors who besieged the pair of sisters had strands of golden silk escaping from their fingertips. They were clearly members of the Tiangong Ning family.

Unlike the Zhan Alliance, an emerging power in the land of China, Tiangong has a long history and is composed of several ancient families. The Ning family is one of them. They are good at raising all kinds of strange insects in captivity, and the gold-eating silkworm is one of them.

During the dark magnetic miasma, the Ning Ze he met came from this family, and the gold-devouring silkworm in his blood pattern ring also belonged to this family.

Tiangong Ningjia.

The golden silk secret method was activated, and golden threads with shining golden light were dancing wildly. Like golden spiritual snakes, they surrounded the sister flowers, gradually shrinking the space and blooming according to that trend. Soon, the pair of sister flowers would bloom. The golden silk will be gradually gathered up, leaving no room for escape.

As if feeling the energy fluctuations of the golden silk, the gold-devouring silkworm hidden in the blood pattern ring suddenly flew out from it.

This gold-eating silkworm was originally a seventh-level monster. However, after swallowing four drops of immortal blood, the gold-eating silkworm became a bit larger, and the luster on its golden armor became brighter and brighter. It seemed that it could not survive. How long will it take for him to take a step further and enter the category of eighth level monster?

It is extremely difficult for insect-like monsters to evolve, but once they evolve, their power will increase significantly.

Generally speaking, in the field of monsters, the smaller the monster, the more obvious its energy growth will be after advancing. For example, the King of Monsters, which is also an eighth-level monster, is larger than the average monster. They are also difficult to deal with, move quickly, condense their power into points, and often have unique additional abilities.

If the Gold-eating Silkworm goes one step further and reaches the realm of eighth-level monsters, it will definitely be able to unlock some kind of innate ability, which is as mysterious as a warrior's martial soul.

As soon as the gold-eating silkworm came out, the Ning family warriors who besieged Bingqiang and Bingwei immediately sensed it and turned around to look at Shi Yan in surprise.

"Number four!"

A warrior from the Ning family just looked at it and suddenly exclaimed with excitement on his face.

"What a number four!"

More Ning family warriors screamed, temporarily abandoning the pair of sisters and rushing towards Shi Yan desperately.

Shi Yan frowned, glanced at the Gold-eating Silkworm, and secretly sent out a divine message: "What's going on?"

"The golden threads they released came from my body, and I want to take them back." The Golden Silkworm's message was very clear, "These golden threads were taken out of my body, became part of my body, and returned to my body. Finally, I will increase some of my strength and I want to take it back!"

Shi Yan was surprised.

Before he could give the order, the gold-devouring silkworm suddenly flew out. As it flew, it was covered with golden light, releasing circles of golden light like water patterns, and the metal wave rushed towards the seven Ning family warriors.

"Bastard! How dare you!"

The current Ning family warrior, with thick beard and peak cultivation, snorted coldly, and suddenly a small bell appeared in the palm of his hand. The golden light flashed in his pupils, and a strange force was poured into his hand. Inside the bell, the bell immediately swayed and emitted strange sound waves.

The gold-devouring silkworm suddenly shook and let out an extremely ear-piercing scream, as if affected by those sound waves.

The bell is a secret treasure that controls the gold-eating silkworms. The Ning family has rich experience in the breeding and cultivation of gold-eating silkworms. They know what kind of sound waves the gold-eating silkworms are afraid of. The sound waves that ring out from the bell are exactly the gold-eating silkworms. The nemesis of the Gold-Eating Silkworm can shake the imperfect soul of the Gold-Eating Silkworm, thus making the Gold-Eating Silkworm vulnerable from the soul until it honestly surrenders.

"Owner……"

The gold-devouring silkworm screamed, sending out faint soul fragments, asking for his help.

"Disperse!"

Shi Yan condensed his strength and shouted loudly at the leading Ning family warrior. The sound was like a tsunami, and he rushed forward wildly, twisting and distorting the strange sound of the bell.

The gold-devouring silkworm's golden light flourished again, and circles of golden light spread out, causing those Ning family warriors to evade one after another as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The golden light of the gold-devouring silkworm is the same as the sword light condensed by the warrior's power. It is extremely sharp. Once it is hit, it will definitely penetrate the body.

The Ning family warriors were very alert. When the golden light spread, they all evaded for fear of being hit by the golden light.

"Kill that boy!"

The leading Ning family warrior continued to shake the bell while pointing at Shi Yan and shouted sharply.

The remaining six Heavenly Realm warriors moved upon hearing the sound and surrounded him in a semicircle.

Six Heavenly Realm warriors, three of whom were in the Third Heavenly Realm, and the remaining three were also in the Second Heavenly Realm. With such a movement, like six lightning bolts, they rushed towards Shi Yan in an instant, preparing to kill Shi Yan with one blow. Behead.

"Ice Edge Cold Thorn!"

Bingqiang's cold voice sounded at the right time, and a wave of frosty cold power suddenly penetrated.

Within the snowflakes in front of Shi Yan, huge ice cubes were penetrated by the cold air, and cracked out of the snow, forming ice edges as thick as an arm. The cold air shone through the crystal, making it appear that Sharp as a sword, it stabbed the six Heavenly Realm warriors who rushed towards Shi Yan from behind.

"Ice strength!"

Bingwei shouted softly, and inserted a pair of snow-white hands into the snowflakes under her body.

Countless snowflakes condensed and instantly formed two snow wolves, lifelike, mighty and fierce, and they rushed towards the bearded Ning family warrior who gave the order.

The two sisters saw the opportunity and knew that if Shi Yan died, it would be their turn next, so they took action without hesitation.

Both women practice cold-type techniques, and their strength has been enhanced in this frosty land. They may not necessarily suffer a disadvantage when facing the leader of the Ning family warrior alone. Such a sudden attack immediately greatly relieved Shi Yan's pressure.

Three of the six Ning family warriors who surrounded Shi Yan had to separate and turn around to deal with the flying icy thorns. Only three of them were left to kill Shi Yan.

"Scorpio Miasma!"

The three Ning family warriors who came in front of him waved their cuffs. Under the strong wind, strong green poisonous miasma roared out. The poisonous miasma condensed into the image of a poisonous scorpion in mid-air, with its scorpion tail waving and stinging. Amidst the fishy smell in his nose, he covered his head.

The poisonous scorpion condensed in the poisonous miasma has corrosive poisonous gas. When it comes closer, the air crackles, and drops of green liquid drip out of the water vapor.

Shi Yan's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes gradually became colder. As soon as the essence moved, the black light shield was sacrificed.

He raised his left hand in vain and began to dance in the air. He saw countless palm prints emerging from the black light shield. Hundreds and thousands of them were slapped on the poisonous scorpion condensed by the poisonous miasma like a demon, blowing and pulling with tearing strength. , twisted, and forcibly split the poisonous scorpion into countless pieces, like a broken green rag, scattered everywhere.

Thousand-hand transformation!

This is another martial art he learned from Xuanbinghanyan. Like the Yidian Transformation and the Phantom Transformation, it is a change in the use of fine energy. Once it is used, thousands of hands will appear and work together to form an extremely powerful force in a short time. A place of great power distortion. The stronger the power, the more terrifying the degree of distortion.

As soon as the poisonous scorpions condensed in the green poisonous mist were dispersed, without activating the negative power, he suddenly rushed out. There was an explosion in the void, like an electric fire, and he rushed towards the current Heavenly Two. The Chongtian realm warriors blasted away.

"court death!"

The warrior smiled coldly, showing no fear. His bones crackled like a poisonous scorpion, and his whole body twisted. His fingers were like claws, and wisps of green miasma came out like earthworms. A cold breath rushed towards his face, towards the stone rock. entangled.

Shi Yan remained motionless, without moving his fists or feet. His body was like a cannonball, slamming into him.

"Kakaka!"

The man's fingers stabbed at Shi Yan's head angrily, but he couldn't withstand such a huge force, and his joints suddenly burst into pieces.

The next moment, Shi Yan hit his chest with his head, like a mountain collapsing, with overwhelming force.

"boom!"

The man's whole body was shattered. After being hit like this, all his bones fell apart and his joints protruded from his body. His death was extremely miserable.

He underestimated the strength of Shi Yan's physical body. After the petrified martial soul mutated, the gravity of Shi Yan's physical body was comparable to that of a small mountain. Under the full impact, the explosive force generated was beyond what he could have imagined, and he died tragically. end.

(To be continued)