In the burning ruins of the battlefield, waves of white smoke rose, which was the violent spiritual energy that was stolen by the sacrifice of one's own decree, rising into the air in a gas state.

This means that the spiritual energy that was rushing in Chen Qiu's body at this time had exceeded the limit that the Dantian and meridians could accommodate. After one breath, the white smoke around Chen Qiu became heavier.

His whole body seemed to have been thrown into magma and cooked, and his skin was almost abnormally red.

He also experienced the feeling of Ren Hao that day. The terrifying spiritual energy was crazily washing away the meridians in his body. Every minute and every second, Chen Qiu could feel that his body was being pushed to the limit.

But what luckily he was more lucky than Uncle Ren was that before he stepped into the realm of the Heavenly List, he had completed the spiritual body tempering, and the Wu Jun treasure body had been formed, making it ten times the tenacity of the innate body.

He could withstand the heavy pressure of this power of ghosts and gods, and not be like Uncle Ren, his body was destroyed by the violent true energy.

"Hu, Hu"

Chen Qiu was breathing in big mouthfuls. The heavy breathing sound was like a beast. His body was expanding, and as it expanded, it was the flowing light of the five-color spiritual energy around him being pressed into a yarn-like stream.

The earth under my feet was shattering silently, and the entire Yanjing City was vibrating, very frequently, bang bang bang bang bang, that was rhythmic vibration, that was the beating sound of Chen Qiu's heart.

The ceiling that suppressed the martial artists in the world was still there, but with this method of sacrificing life now, Chen Qiu felt that he might be able to try to smash it.

That feeling is not unfounded.

As long as all the Qiankun Locks explode and then break through the nine-point ban with self-sacrifice, perhaps, it can really make a crack and let the light shine into this world.

No.

Not now.

Chen Qiu regained his attention from Shenyou Tian, ​​walked around leisurely, and easily dodged the flame seven-minded sword that Zhang Chu waved down.

In his eyes, the whole world became extremely slow at this moment, and Zhang Chu's knife move was like a turtle crawling.

But in Zhang Chu's eyes, Chen Qiu's actions were so fast that they could not be described. As soon as his sword energy fell, Chen Qiu moved away like a premonition.

The movement was so fast that even the surrounding space could not bear it. At the place where Shen Qiu moved, black lines split out in the air, which was extremely strange. It was the crack caused by the severe blow in the space.

fear!

Zhang Chu's eyes widened to the extreme at this moment.

The warrior instinctively called the police wildly, and this kind of Chen Qiu could not be stopped.

Even if the holy fire is added, it can’t stop it from being able to heal itself. Before you complete your self-healing, ghosts and gods can grind themselves into powder.

"Bang"

Chen Qiu's five fingers pressed on Zhang Chu's shoulder from behind. This action made the national master immediately turn around and attack. The Qi Jue Sword Intention was pushed to the greatest extent, but the Master Wangchuan among the ghosts and gods was not affected at all.

"I want to give you a victory, but I can't."

"terribly sorry."

Chen Qiu's hoarse voice came into Zhang Chu's ears.

It was like a fatal sign calling. The next moment, as the red light shone, all the power of the national master seemed to have disappeared. He wanted to resist and transform into a fire and escape.

But not.

The hand pressed on the shoulders was like a lock, and the irritable spiritual energy rushed into the body with the momentum of attacking the city and storing the ground, and broke the scorching true energy in the limbs and bones.

Zhang Chu couldn't even dodge and move.

And the piercing knife was too fast and too fast. The moment the knife was released, it seemed like a flash, cutting through the space, leaving behind a black line afterimage, which looked like the hallucinations you saw when you were confused.

But that's true.

Just like a swelling balloon, a trace of crack appeared silently, and all the gas gushed out of it, carrying Zhang Chu's energy, vitality, and will.

The scorching blood dripped from where the two of them fell to the ground and soon formed a pool of blood.

The national master lowered his head and saw the evil sword that was in the heart. When the sword penetrated the heart, he had no feeling at all. Perhaps the speed of the sword was so fast that the nerves had no time to convey the pain.

The red light on the blade carries a strange light.

Zhang Chu had seen the kind of light that was scattered like stars. It was a secret technique of breaking the soul, which was specially used to break the body of Wu Jun. This pierced the sword and cut off all the vitality in Zhang Chu's body.

It was like an incomprehensible magic. From the perspective of existence, Zhang Chu's vitality was destroyed, and he gave him a fatal blow to both the body and soul.

"Swish"

Zhang Lan's footsteps jumped out of the sea of ​​fire.

He had already arrived with all his might, but he was still one step late.

He saw Zhang Chu being helped by Chen Qiu on the spot, but also saw the evil knife piercing Zhang Chu's heart, and even saw the pool of blood under Zhang Chu's feet. He was stunned.

But the evil sword is eager to absorb blood.

But today it did not dare to drink all the essence and blood of the national teacher in front of it.

Because Chen Qiu is not allowed.

This is not the suppression effect of sword jade, but under the power of the ghosts and gods, Ye Xie felt what happened like Ling Xu back then. If he was disobedient, he would be broken by Chen Qiu using the forbidden technique.

Anyway, with the current force of the sect leader, there is no big difference between whether he has this magic sword to help with the war.

It dares not be presumptuous.

The holy fire was still burning in Zhang Chu's body, trying to repair the injuries pierced by the heart orifice, but it was useless. Such strange injuries made the holy fire unable to recover the wound at all, as if the flesh and blood around him had turned into dead trees.

The flames contact only make them burn.

"Plop"

But Xie pulled away, Chen Qiu took a step back, and Zhang Chu staggered to the ground, falling into a pool of blood under his feet.

"No!!!"

Zhang Lan screamed and rushed over quickly, holding his elder brother in his arms. On the other side, he tried his best to arrive at the speed of the rush, and also staggered into the ruins.

You Wuming rushed to the scene and finally arrived here at the last moment.

Unfortunately, he was one step late. Neither he nor the knife in his hand could change the ending.

He was as if he was struck by lightning, and in his stupid manner, he stood foolishly in this ruined land with the wind blowing by the spiritual energy.

A confusion was revealed in the blue eyes.

He saw the posture of Zhang Chu Ge falling to the ground, the pool of blood under Zhang Chu Ge's feet, and the moment Chen Qiu drew his sword, he seemed to see the real life, which was lost from Zhang Chu Ge's arms.

That person, that person to himself, has a profound meaning, just like a real brother, a real relative, and even a father-like person, died.

He is almost dying.

This terrible fact was like a yellow bell, knocking hard in You Wuming's mind.

His soul was shocked.

The next moment, a blood light flashed up in the figure of You Wuming. It spanned several feet away and was falling beside Zhang Lan and Zhang Chu. Regardless of the surrounding scene, he half-kneeled on the ground, then stretched out his one arm and pressed it on Zhang Chu's heart's wound.

The Blood Sea Magic Technique operates with all its strength.

The blood on the ground was absorbed into strange fluids, wrapped around You Wuming's wrists. He wanted to inject the blood back into Zhang Chuge's body.

Then, with the help of the Blood Sea Demonic Art, Brother Zhang Chu was pulled back from the underworld of the Yellow Springs.

The Master Wangchuan stood aside and looked at the scene in front of him. Perhaps there was something to say between the three brothers in their relationship, but he didn't want to disturb him.

Then he retracted the bursting spiritual energy.

The five elements of the Forgetful River Meridian flowed down again the violent spiritual energy in the body.

Although the Qiankun Lock was not completely broken, in order to solve Zhang Chu as quickly as possible, it was opened once after all. Next, it would take him a long time to repair the broken Qiankun Lock.

Fortunately, the treasure body is strong enough, and it did not leave too many sequelae for this outbreak.

The first attempt was good, but the power was too domineering. It seemed that I would have to control it more in the future to use this power to the tiny realm.

A year later, you can give the confidence-filled ancestor a real "surprise".

"Lost."

Zhang Chu's body had lost its vitality, but his consciousness was still clear. He could still see Chen Qiu, who was holding the evil one, retreating to the side, and the man was retreating from that invincible posture.

He could also see that Zhang Lanfei rushed over and held himself in his arms, and still had no life.

This is a surprise.

On his dying day, Wuming appeared, and he came to see him off. Fortunately, fortunately, in the end, he was not alone.

Zhang Chu could feel that a stream of blood was wandering in his numb heart. He knew that it was the Destiny-free Blood Sea Demonic Art, trying to heal him.

But he was extremely calm at this moment and did not fight to the death. He also encountered despair and shame after the tragic failure.

He had just felt the power just now.

The feeling that gave him was like returning to Penglai Mountain and facing the invincible ancestor. Although it was a little bit worse, it already had that kind of smell.

He knew that Chen Qiu had not lie before, nor did he deliberately pretend to be strong.

This forbidden move was indeed not left to him. For Chen Qiu now, the only opponent who is truly worthy of attention is probably the old ghost in the fairy mountain.

It's amazing, when did he start preparing?

From the night Ren Hao died, or from his father, when he learned about Jian Yu and the secrets of the world?
To be continued...