It wasn't until Shilong disappeared and looked at the empty and torn altar that everyone came back to their senses.
"The tomb dragon stone sculpture...disappeared!"
"The disappearance of the dragon sculpture means that the sacrifice has been completed. This boy from the human race must have played the ninth note of the dragon-calling flute!"
"I saw it. He received a halberd weapon as a gift from the Dragon of the Tomb. As expected, it is definitely an incredible ancient treasure!"
A group of people were once again overwhelmed by the fire of greed.
Everyone present could tell by thinking on their knees how precious that ancient treasure was.
Kun Mingzi only played the fourth note to get the ancient treasure river map, but Li Kezhou played all nine notes and became the first person in ancient times to successfully complete the sacrifice. The gift he received was so precious that it goes without saying.
Metaphor.
Kun Mingzi's voice sounded calmly: "If you don't want to die, get out now! It will affect Chiyu soon, don't say I didn't give you a chance to survive."
Everyone's expressions changed, and their hearts were tangled.
Li Kezhou carries a supreme ancient treasure, and everyone is greedy, but in the face of life and death, they are somewhat self-aware.
As a group of them, even if they go together, they are almost killed by each other. Once they participate in this fight, there is a 100% chance that they will gain nothing, and a 90% chance that they will die without a burial place.
Even though he was unwilling to do so, he still didn't want to die here and continued to escape into the distance.
Prince Yongye's face was changing, and his eyes were wandering back and forth between Li Kezhou and Kun Mingzi. Finally, he seemed to have made a plan, and followed the flow towards the exit.
"I'll wait for you outside, so you can take care of yourself!" Xue Ninglu knew in her heart that he couldn't be of much help here, so she said the next word, stepped on the sword light, and left in an instant.
After a few breaths, where the altar was, only two people were left.
Kun Mingzi glanced at Li Kezhou expressionlessly and said calmly:
"First, hand over the ancient treasure just now; second, the Sangen Jianxiang you practiced should not belong to you. It belongs to me in the underworld. Give me the complete cultivation method."
Li Kezhou laughed when he heard this: "Do you think you are strong? You dare to reach out and ask me for something. Have you forgotten how the man died tragically just now?"
As if in response, Kun Mingzi smiled silently: "If you compare me with Gui Ben just now, it will make your death very ugly! I gave you one last chance, but I missed it! I will wipe out your soul seed
If you die, you will not even be qualified to enter reincarnation."
"After you fart, let's take action. Let me see whether you will die or I will live today." Li Kezhou said indifferently.
Kun Mingzi's face was ashen: "God cannot save those who seek death. Today I want you to know that even if you blow the dragon-calling flute, there is an insurmountable gap in strength between you and me."
There was gray fire in his evil pupils.
“Bang!!”
Li Kezhou's whole body spontaneously ignited without fire, and gray flames enveloped his entire body.
It is Kun Mingzi's Ember Soul Flame.
He used this skill to kill a genius from the Abyss Sword Domain before.
"Soul-burning flames, soul-burning souls, no matter how you try, how can you block my fire? Hahahaha..." Kun Mingzi laughed loudly.
He has almost overwhelming confidence in his innate ghost flame. He is confident that as soon as this fire comes out, the opponent's soul will be burned up in an instant.
But he couldn't smile for more than three seconds before a look of astonishment appeared on his face.
The soul flame burned brightly at first, but gradually began to fade. Finally, it seemed that there was nothing to burn, and it went out silently. Li Kezhou stood there peacefully, looking at him with a playful expression.
Kun Mingzi was shocked and confused. Just when he was about to say something, Li Kezhou spoke first: "Isn't it possible? This soul-burning flame is not as omnipotent as you think."
Kun Mingzi was shocked, with disbelief on his face: "How did you block my soul flame?"
Li Kezhou smiled slightly: "You don't naively think that I will tell you in detail how to block the soul flame, right?"
Kun Mingzi's face turned black.
His Ember Soul Flame has not been blocked before, but without exception, he used powerful spiritual treasures.
It was the first time in history that the man in front of him blocked his soul flame without relying on any means or spiritual treasures.
"Impossible! The Ember Soul Flame is designed to burn souls. Without the defense of spiritual treasures, unless you are a dead person and your soul is gone, it is impossible to block my soul flame."
Kun Mingzi's face was full of disbelief, his pupils shrank, and he used Soul Flame again.
A ball of gray flame enveloped Li Kezhou again.
Under his deadly gaze, the soul flame was extinguished again, and Li Kezhou stood calmly.
"Impossible! How could this happen?" Kun Mingzi's face looked like he had seen a ghost.
"I found that there seem to be many people in the Nether Clan who are as naive as you! I met a man named Gui Chi before, and he said that he was the spokesperson of death and would not die. But what happened in the end? He was not killed by me
He screamed and begged loudly for mercy, but his soul was still scattered and he died completely..."
Li Kezhou smiled and looked at Kun Mingzi: "And you are similar to him. You think you can burn my soul to pieces with a fire, but what is the reality? I don't hide, avoid or defend, but you can't do anything to me.
Every cent."
Only he himself knows that he has actually defended himself. He has cast a soul entangling magic net in the sea of consciousness, shrouding his soul.
The Ember Soul Fire ignites when it encounters a soul, but it is blocked by the magic net and cannot touch his soul, so naturally it cannot burn.
Hearing the other party's unscrupulous ridicule, Kun Mingzi suddenly became angry.
"Do you think I can't do anything to you if you block my soul flame? You are too naive. I have a hundred ways to make your soul fly away. Today I want you to meet my escorting Yin soldiers! Ghost Dragon, come out...
…”
A misty dragon-shaped ghost emerged from Kun Mingzi's body.
The ghost dragon's eyes were black and shining, and as soon as it came out, it roared silently at Li Kezhou.
"Ghost Dragon! You and I have been living together for ten years. Let me see your strength today. Go ahead! Swallow his soul to me. Don't rush to kill him. I will punish you later!"
The ghost dragon pulled away from Kun Mingzi's body at the speed of a ghost, opened its mouth in mid-air, and swallowed it in one bite.
When Li Kezhou saw this ghost dragon, he was not surprised but overjoyed: "Kun Mingzi, you find that you are not only naive, but also forgetful. It seems that you have forgotten how Guiben died just now! I will help you improve your memory."
Li Kezhou fiercely reached out and shot out thousands of soul threads from his palm. The soul threads swallowed up the ghost dragon and trapped it. The ghost dragon had spirit and struggled desperately, but it was of no avail.
"Retention" in Daju Lingshou is just foreplay, and "refining" is the method.
Under the power of the soul entangled silk, the ghost dragon became illusory for just a moment. It seemed that in just a few moments, it would be completely refined and become part of Li Kezhou's soul power.
"No...beast, stop it!!"
Seeing the scene in front of him, Kun Mingzi's liver and gallbladder were split apart, and he finally stopped using these things. The secret hand that he had given high hopes for, the flying sword unsheathed, the River Styx appeared, and he flew to kill him.