God-slaughtering King

"Where the hell is it?"

Nanmen Maple looked around, even his head was not missed, but he still couldn't find it.

"No! Look at the layout here. The array eye should be in the hall. It's searching everywhere. How can it get nothing?"

Just then, Nanmen Maple's eyes lit up. Where is it?

When he came to the middle-aged man, he worshipped three times again. Nanmen Feng carefully picked up the middle-aged man's body and put it aside. The ground was smooth and smooth, and the maple eyebrows at the south gate were deeply wrinkled.

"Do you want to be trapped here?" it's funny to think about it. If you die here with a strange treasure, it's a big joke.

Even if you dig three feet, you must find the location of the array eye.

After looking at their bodies, if the array eye is broken, it will surely become a ruin. Thanks to the kindness of others, Nanmen Feng decided to bury them first. The dead is the greatest!

One came and two went, tossed the South Gate maple for a whole hour, and then buried them in the back bedroom. Glancing around again, he determined that there was no trace of the array eye. Nanmen Feng summoned Xuanyuan sword and cut off at the location of the long gun in the last hall.

Boom!

A loud noise cut a foot long gap in the dark ground. At the same time, two feet below the ground, Nanmen Maple clearly felt a wave of Yuan force and a strong killing intention.

Although the strong killing intention was two feet away from the ground, it still shocked the maple in the south gate.

"Sure enough, it's here." Nanmen Feng scattered his strength, just relying on the sharpness of Xuanyuan sword to dig down one sword at a time.

If it weren't for the strong killing intention under the ground, Nanmen Maple really wanted to urge Yuanli to chop down crazily. It's really hard to dig!

But who makes him covet the treasures in the temple!

After a day of endless excavation, I finally found the source of the killing intention. It was a red knife. It was only half a foot long exposed outside, which made the maple in the South Gate shake and sweat.

Disturbed by the killing intention, the excavation of Nanmen Maple had to stop, more than twice as slow as last time.

Two days later, the glory at the bottom of the pit two feet deep flashed, and the heart of Nanmen Maple was relaxed. Now the only thing to do is to put away the long red knife.

The strong killing intention just makes the maple hair in the South Gate stand upright and really hold it in your hand. I don't know what it will be like? You can't move it. If the array is not broken, you can only be trapped in the palace.

A moment later, Nanmen Maple returned to his best state and shouted two pills in his mouth for use. Keep your mind steady and hold your hands slowly towards the handle of the knife.

Just touched, boom!

Nanmen Maple only felt a huge killing intention. He rushed straight into his mind along his hands. His mind was bloody and tingling like a needle. At the same time, a huge force entered the body and burst out. Nanmen Maple seemed to hear the sound of meridians tearing.

He quickly picked up the red long knife, swallowed the pill in his mouth, and turned the skill to resist the invasion of that great force. He swept away his consciousness and put the red long knife into the storage ring.

"Ah!"

Unable to resist the sharp pain in his mind, the South Gate Maple looked up and howled. The jade plate at the bottom began to rotate, and a slight vibration came gradually. If the array is broken, this place will collapse!

Forcibly squeeze out a trace of Qingming, resist the wind and eight changes, and quickly sweep away from the palace.

Before long, everyone will notice that the changes here are coming quickly. At that time, the current state of Nanmen Maple will be more or less bad.

After several ups and downs, Nanmen Maple rushed out of the palace, greeted Yun Zhanxing, determined the direction and sped towards the south, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Just a quarter of an hour after Feng left the south gate, several figures appeared outside the palace. Looking at the collapsing palace, people looked at each other and fell into deep meditation.

Purple thunder Eagle flapped his wings and rushed over. His eyes were round, as if he noticed the state of Nanmen maple and hid away like a sensible child.

Half an hour passed quickly, and the injury in his body had almost recovered. After taking the Yuye Shengji powder of King Sheng, Nanmen Feng found that his meridians were stronger and his recovery speed was much faster after injury.

How to solve the creation of the soul? I had never had such an experience before. Nanmen Maple was at a loss.

Take out the storage bag given by King Sheng before leaving. There are many pills in it. Check them one by one, but there is no pill that can cure the spirit. "I can only see if there are such pills in the newly obtained ring."

Four rings appeared in front of Nanmen Feng, picked up one and sank into it. Yuan Stone, secret script, weapon, all kinds of strange metal with no name, but there is no pill.

Put it down, pick up one again and sweep away the consciousness. It is roughly similar to the things in the previous one, but the quantity and quality have been significantly improved. Nanmen Maple has no time to pay attention to these, but takes out the only three jade bottles.

Gently opened, only one pill was stored in each bottle. Although Nanmen Maple didn't know it, he also knew it was not a pill for treating the spirit. There was no fluctuation in the spirit when he smelled the medicine fragrance.

Pick up one again. This one is the ring of the gun king. Nanmen Feng is full of expectations for it. A king of Wu must be rich.

"Is this the best Yuan Stone?" as soon as Nanmen Feng's consciousness entered it, he found a small pile of best yuan stones in the corner, which is roughly estimated to be more than 100. A light sweep swept the consciousness to the other corners.

Shock!

It's not because there are too many things, but too few. It's really worthy of the identity of King Wu. Without time to pay attention, he took out the only two jade bottles.

Just opened, a strong smell of medicine came to my nostrils. In the blink of an eye, the whole God killing tower was full of the smell of pills. The purple thunder eagle in the distance stared at the South Gate Maple with round eyes. Finally, he couldn't hold his curiosity and ran over.

It's not!

This pill is extraordinary. But it's not what nanmenfeng wants. Opening the next jade bottle, the medicine was refreshing and refreshing. Nanmen Maple sighed and put it away. Still no!

His eyes turned to the last cyan ring, which was taken from a middle-aged man in black. Nanmenfeng checked it at that time. Although the space is large, there are not many things in it. We can only hope on it.

Consciousness sank slowly. The maple in the south gate looked stiff. There was only one jade bottle! There is a trace of bitterness in the corners of the mouth, or take it out. How can you give up if you don't open it?

The jade bottle opened gently, and the fresh fragrance of medicine filled the air. After taking a deep breath, I suddenly felt relaxed in my mind. Nanmen Feng's eyes suddenly brightened, "that's it!"

The pill the size of three green little fingers is undoubtedly priceless in the eyes of Nanmen maple. Only after breaking through the virtual environment can the martial master gather his divine consciousness, and then he will have the ability to recover by himself.

In the empty realm, once the spirit is damaged, it can only be treated by pill. All the elixirs that can cure the spirits are rare treasures. Even those who are king Jing Wu can't have them. Not to mention the warrior in the virtual world.

Under the virtual environment, the spirit is damaged, which usually means that this person's road to martial arts is over!

Carefully take out one and take it. The mouth is full of fresh medicine fragrance. The body is shocked. The invisible power spreads in the mind, and the unspeakable comfort spreads.

The bloody killing intention was like a great enemy. Under the invisible power, it began to melt and dissipate gradually.

Close your eyes and indulge in it. The vitality around you is constantly pouring into your body. Purple thunder Eagle retreated angrily and found a corner to crawl quietly on the ground.

At this time, the emperor's tomb had turned over.

In just a few days, two royal palaces were opened. If the first one is a coincidence, what about the second one? Everyone knows that someone can break the array!

"Who could it be?"

In the face of huge interests, the hearts of the people were separated, and the warriors of Tianxing country also began civil strife. The remaining more than 500 fighters are divided into ten camps, large and small. The killing is more intense, and the number is decreasing sharply every day!

Of the four king's palaces, the East and South have been opened, leaving only the West and North. At this time, almost everyone concentrated near the one in the West. It's bound to catch the man who broke the array.

To everyone's surprise, the culprit hid more than 300 miles away to heal his wounds.

Five days later, the killing gradually subsided. Twenty days have passed in the killing God tower.

This day, the maple eyes in the South Gate brightened leisurely, and the corners of his mouth smiled. The spirit not only recovered, but also made great progress. Before entering the virtual realm, every strong part of the divine soul is as difficult as heaven. With this opportunity, it will step into the virtual world every day, and its divine consciousness will be stronger than ordinary people.

He took a gentle breath, stood up and moved his muscles and bones. The situation inside made Nanmen Maple happy again. The bottleneck on the ninth floor of the spiritual environment began to loosen. It only took one opportunity to break through the distance.

If time doesn't wait for people, Nanmen Feng believes that giving him a month will break through the ninth floor of the spiritual realm. Less than 20 days after the opening of the emperor's palace, there are still two palaces. Nanmenfeng has no time to wait.

With a flash of body shape, he put away the God killing tower. A figure appears leisurely, which is the prosperity of cloud war.

"No problem with your injury?" the concern in the tone warmed Nanmen maple. At first, it seemed worth the risk to choose Yun Zhanxing, at least now.

"Go, go to the next one!"

"Wait!" Yun Zhanxing suddenly said.

"Hmm?" Nanmen Feng looked back with some confusion, "is there a problem?"

Yun Zhanxing said, "there's so much noise. I'm afraid everyone is concentrated near the remaining two palaces. It's too dangerous to go rashly!"

Nanmen Feng suddenly woke up and scolded himself for being confused. Everything went so well during this period that he underestimated the people in the world. How can you ignore such a simple problem?

"You're right, it's my carelessness!" the maple in the south gate was sweating. If it weren't for the warning of cloud war, it would be dangerous this time.

Yun Zhanxing said, "where are we going now?"

Nanmen Maple frowned and fell into meditation. A moment later, his eyes lit up and said with a smile, "we'd better go to the next one, but this time we'll change direction. Go to the North!"

"North!" Yun Zhanxing thought deeply and wanted to speak. He looked at the back of Nanmen maple, sighed, and then followed.

Cloud Zhanxing beside him also shook his body slightly and glanced around.

"We'll wait here. If the array is broken, we can enter at the first time." Nanmen Feng turned his head and looked at Yun Zhanxing and said loudly.