Zhang Wengui behind him did not take the opportunity to sneak attack Xin Xiaoqi. Instead, he waited for Xin Xiaoqi to turn around, lowered his deep voice and said calmly: "I just wanted to grab the green bag, but who knew you were so ignorant, then don't."
"I'm so rude." After Zhang Wengui finished speaking, he raised his left hand, and a small black tower slowly rotated and stretched toward the sky, with yellow light constantly shooting in all directions.
At the foot of the mountain, Qing Lingyun's beauty turned pale, and she said in shock: "Sanskrit Soul-Calming Tower, isn't this too much?"
Monk Kong You was at a loss for words and didn't know how to answer. Monk Wu Jian said with a guilty look on his face: "Zhang Wengui is a sibling of Senior Brother Wu You. This tower must have been given to him by Senior Brother Wu You for protection, but this Wengui is also too victorious."
So strong."
Qing Lingyun gritted her teeth and said sternly: "If something happens to Xiao Qi, this Wuyou won't be able to escape."
Zhang Wengui looked at Xin Xiaoqi, who looked confused, and said with a smile: "You ignorant boy, you have to accept your fate!"
"Xiao Qi, be careful, this magic weapon is very powerful," Wen Qingya reminded.
When Xin Xiaoqi heard what Wen Qingya said, he didn't dare to be slow. He launched a murderous intention from the sky, and the stars moved around - the sky strike, the power of the stars that filled the sky, swarmed into Xin Xiaoqi's moves majesticly.
When Zhang Wengui saw that Xin Xiaoqi's move had such terrifying galactic power, he immediately stepped up and activated the small black tower. The small black tower quickly covered Xin Xiaoqi, and the yellow light burst out. Xin Xiaoqi suddenly felt like three souls.
Po, as if being pricked by countless needles, in half a breath, there was already a trace of blood flowing out of both ears. Xin Xiaoqi was shocked. He did not expect this little black tower to be so powerful.
At this time, Wen Qingya's voice suddenly came to his ears: "This is a soul-suppressing magic weapon. You have to break the small tower or kill the caster, otherwise you will disappear and die under the black tower."
The pain in the soul inside his body became more and more severe. Xin Xiaoqi deeply felt the approaching death. While the small black tower kept attacking Xin Xiaoqi's three souls and seven souls, it actually aimed at Xin Xiaoqi's forehead.
He was about to get in, as if he was going to kill Xin Xiaoqi in one fell swoop. Xin Xiaoqi was frightened and shouted wildly: "The ground is sending murderous intent, dragons and snakes are rising from the ground - densely covered." Between life and death, Xin Xiaoqi used all his strength to kill him.
In the "Thirty-Six Stabs", use the eighth and ninth moves with all your strength, without leaving behind, without trying to destroy the small tower. If you can kill Zhang Wengui, even if you block Zhang Wengui's spellcasting, it will be good.
But Xin Xiaoqi seriously underestimated it. When facing death, he used the two most powerful moves with all his strength. The power of the stars that he hit that day seemed to feel the danger of Xin Xiaoqi. The thick power of stars, one after another,
Madness surged to the ground, and the power of the densely covered earth became violent and extremely powerful because of the huge power of stars. The power of the mountains, the sea, and the earth merged with the power of the stars in the sky.
, just like the stars and the earth sandwiched Zhang Wengui in the middle, the two collided crazily.
Zhang Wengui opened his eyes in horror, looking at the huge power of the stars and the power of the earth in front of him. He never expected that Xin Xiaoqi would have such a powerful move in the foundation building period. He quickly raised his spear and tried to block it, but it was
In vain, in an instant, the spear became shattered, and there were loud noises like "boom, rumble~".
Zhang Wengui seemed to have been hit by a mountain or a planet. All the muscles and bones in his body were broken, and blood overflowed from his mouth. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Xin Xiaoqi unwillingly. He gathered all his strength and said fiercely: "Although... you can
Kill me, but the young patriarch will not spare you." Before Zhang Wengui could finish his words, he tilted his head and died.
And Xin Xiaoqi looked at all this, full of guilt. He really never thought about killing Zhang Wengui. He didn't expect that these two moves were so powerful today. However, Zhang Wengui's level was too low. Monk Kongyou felt that it would not have this effect.
, just as he thought about it, a figure suddenly appeared in the black tower. His face was blurry, and he could only vaguely see the appearance of a young monk. The figure shouted angrily: "I am Sanskrit Wuyou, who killed me?"
I, a disciple of the Zhang family, am so brave that I accept my fate!"
As soon as the figure finished speaking, no one had time to react. They saw the small black tower "swish" into the sea of consciousness of Xin Xiaoqi's soul. In an instant, the three souls and seven souls in Xin Xiaoqi's soul,
There was a burst of colic, as if being crushed by a meat grinder, and then not only the three souls and seven souls, but also the essence and spirit were sucked in, and they were minced together repeatedly. In the end, even the muscles and bones seemed to be broken. Xin Xiao
Qi suffered severe pain all over his body, bleeding from all his orifices, and kept shouting "ah, ah, ah" in pain.
At this time, Wen Qingya's black gauze was shaking in the wind, and he murmured: "Xiao Qi, you have to hold on. If you hold on, it will be an opportunity!"
The monk Wujian at the foot of the mountain sighed and said: "It seems that the spiritual consciousness of senior brother Wuyou is left in the black tower. If any of their Zhang family disciples are in trouble, they will automatically launch spiritual attacks."
Monk Kongyou nodded and said: "Yes, this soul attack is very powerful. It is really troublesome for the person involved to resist it."
Qing Lingyun gritted her teeth and said fiercely: "If anything happens to Xiao Qi, I will definitely come to you Fanyin to settle the matter, even if it is nothing."
Monk Wujian smiled and said: "Senior Sister, don't be angry. Didn't Zhang Wengui also die at the hands of Xin Xiaoqi? Since Senior Brother Wuyou's spiritual consciousness has taken action, it's hard for us to intervene. The entrance test has become like this.
Isn’t it also an unspoken rule for thousands of years, this is conducive to the loyalty of the sect.”
Qing Lingyun rolled her eyes and said contemptuously: "I know the unspoken rules you mentioned, which are the entrance trials. If a disciple of one sect hurts a disciple of another sect, the injured disciple will be threatened and intimidated.
That disciple does not dare to leave the sect easily in order to incur revenge for hurting the disciple's sect, but I want to say that we at Shangxiao disdain this!"
Monk Wujian said coquettishly: "Senior Sister is really different."
Qing Lingyun said "hum" and stopped paying attention to the monk Wujian. He looked towards Xin Xiaoqi, and saw Xin Xiaoqi holding his head in pain and rolling around on the ground. The black tower continued to shine brightly in his mind.
, Xin Xiaoqi's three souls and seven souls, energy, spirit, bones, essence and blood seemed to have been crushed to pieces. The black tower was like this, and continued to drill into Xin Xiaoqi's mind.
The yellow light suddenly stopped, as if it was hit by something terrifying, and it didn't dare to move. Only a gray line was seen, as if it was alive, lying comfortably and comfortably in the depths of Xin Xiaoqi's mind.
Looking at the sudden appearance of the little black tower, he seemed to be shouting: "Bold!"
I saw the little black tower shattering into pieces, turning into rays of light, filling every corner of Xin Xiaoqi's mind. Even Wu Wu's spiritual consciousness didn't react in an instant, and turned into silk together with the little black tower.
With a ray of light, the gray thread suddenly burst out with a cyan light. This light seemed to be under the control of the gray thread, like a kind of glue, connecting Xin Xiaoqi's three souls and seven souls, energy, spirit, muscles, bones and blood.
All stuck together.
Qing Lingyun at the foot of the mountain looked at the cyan light, which seemed familiar, but couldn't remember where he had seen it before. However, at this time, he saw Xin Xiaoqi sitting cross-legged on the ground, guiding Qi to move around the sky.
, Qing Lingyun opened her eyes wide and said in disbelief: "This Xiaoqi has made a breakthrough?"