Beiyin Great Sage

Chapter 039

The delicate balance was broken, and Yang Shizhen was severely injured on the spot. Facing Zhou Jia who was going all out, Xu Ding didn't hold on for long before he was bombarded and killed on the spot by the five-color thunder.

He turned his head and pinched off Yang Shizhen's limbs and neck, searched for things, and there was an instant silence in the field.

A figure nearly two and a half meters tall and burly like a mountain came to Chang Wuming, and handed out the black long sword in Xu Ding's hand:

"go."

"kill him!"

The vitality of the strong man in the late stage of Heitie is amazingly strong. Even if the neck is twisted and deformed, Yang Shizhen will be fine for a while.

Facing the long sword handed over, Chang Wuming's face turned pale, and he took a step back subconsciously.

He is not afraid of killing monsters.

But that's human!

Even though he was not from Earth, he had no grievances with Yang Shizhen before, and he killed Zhou Jia just because of a word.

It was indeed beyond his capacity to bear.

"Ah……"

Zhou Jia sighed lightly, and flicked his hand casually.

"puff!"

The long sword plunged straight into the ground, the hilt trembling slightly.

"Do you know why Liang Xingzhi's strength has grown so fast? It's because he killed two people, and the strength of those two people is far inferior to the one in front of you."

He paced forward, his voice unhurried:

"I won't kill him, you can figure it out yourself."

Chang Wuming looked at the long sword, struggling with his eyes.

At the critical moment just now, he stabbed the opponent with a sword. If Yang Shizhen didn't die, Zhou Jia might be fine.

and,

Killing people can also increase cultivation...

Eyes flickered for a moment, desire and struggle changed, Chang Wuming gritted his teeth, grabbed the hilt of the sword in front of him fiercely, and rushed towards Yang Shizhen who was powerless to resist with a low growl.

"puff!"

"Pfft!"

Holding the sword in his hand, he chopped it down with one stroke of the sword. Even the body of the strong man in the late stage of Heitie was cut open bit by bit, until he died.

The master of the 36 Jinhuang sects of the Xuantian League's outer sect, the master of Xiaolang Island, the overlord of one side, just died aggrieved by the sword of a mortal.

"boom……"

The source power that is violent but does not damage the body in the slightest is submerged into the body through the air.

In just an instant, Chang Wuming, who had just been promoted to the sixth rank, had broken through to the seventh rank, and continued to climb up until reaching the peak of the seventh rank.

It is only a little bit away from the eighth grade.

This scene made Zhou Jia envious.

newbie,

Undoubtedly, it is the time when the cultivation base increases the fastest, and the source power gained from killing people is very small, which can still make the cultivation base advance by leaps and bounds. If it is a monster in the late stage of black iron...

Chang Wuming's cultivation base is afraid that he can directly climb to the tenth rank!

Two or three more.

Black iron is also not impossible.

The cold wind was blowing, Zhou Jia stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Chang Wuming who was trembling all over, with excitement and anxiety in his eyes, and said slowly:

"I'm curious, why did you make this choice?"

Compared with the benefits promised by Xu Ding and Yang Shizhen, Zhou Jia kept silent from the beginning to the end.

It goes without saying that he can gain the appreciation of the two late-stage black iron powerhouses by making a move against Zhou Jia. It is also of great benefit to the solution of his current predicament.

Worst.

You can also choose not to help each other.

Helping Zhou Jia may not bring any benefits, but it will attract the hostility of the two strong men.

"No reason."

Chang Wuming straightened up, his face was livid, and he seemed to have resentment towards Zhou Jia for forcing him to kill:

"I don't care if you die, but the survivors here will be unlucky. No matter how you say it, you walked out of the earth."

"what……"

Zhou Jia raised his head and laughed inexplicably:

"It's really a newcomer. At this time, I'm still thinking about other people."

"Humph!"

Chang Wuming snorted coldly:

"Could it be that after going out for a long time, everyone has become as indifferent as you?"

"That's not true." Zhou Jia hesitated, shaking his head and sighing softly:

"only……"

"Perhaps, people are different."

When he first entered the Ruins Realm, he also had kind thoughts towards his fellow countrymen, but his nature was indifferent and he encountered ups and downs.

Enthusiasm gradually cooled down.

"Let's go!"

Turning around, he stepped forward:

"Go somewhere with me."

"Where are you going?" Chang Wuming hurriedly followed, and said again:

"Actually, I know that even without my help, you will be fine. On the contrary, the two of them are too urgent, and they are bound to lose."

"You are very smart." Zhou Jia smiled lightly:

"You guessed right, helping me is your only chance to survive, so..., you made a correct decision."

With the giant spirit body of Tiangang in his body, he is already invincible.

Whether it is the secret technique that stimulates the potential again, or the talent brought by the quality of water control, it can break the balance of the three at that time.

even.

Taking something out of Qiankun Dimension can force the two of them back.

Chang Wuming's eyelids twitched.

He only guessed, but it was confirmed.

This 'old countryman' and 'senior' in front of him, without the help of his fellow clan, has become one of the strongest in the outside world, which is indeed not to be underestimated.

……

……

……

The will of the abyss has the greatest influence on Jicheng, and it is the dead things.

Certain existences, which should have been used as ornamental objects for people to appreciate, have turned into flesh-eating monsters, hunting and killing creatures.

ruins.

Seven wooden sculptures about two feet high were tightly wrapped by Dao Dao Ling Guang.

A group of more than ten people each used martial arts and origin techniques to surround the place, in groups of twos and threes, and cast spells to trap the seven wooden sculptures on the spot.

"Wow!"

A lifelike goshawk flapped its wings, aroused the howling wind, rushed to the sky with the aura, and was smashed down again.

"brute!"

"It's a dead thing, so just die honestly!"

Amidst the roar, swords, lights and swords crisscrossed, cutting deep marks on the huge goshawk, causing the goshawk to scream incessantly.

Its body is wood carving.

After activation, it seems to have an unimaginable resilience, and the deep imprints are restored at a speed visible to the naked eye.

until...

"Crack!"

A blade with a strange flame cut down, and the struggling goshawk froze, and then its head fell to the ground, and the body hit the ground heavily.

"hold head high!"

At this time, the giant elephant not far away seemed to have been stimulated by some kind of stimulus. It suddenly roared wildly, stomped all four hooves, broke through the interception of several people and rushed forward.

It is huge in size, and its huge nose swings unstoppably, breaking through the encirclement in no time.

"Don't mess up!"

Bai Ju frowned:

"I'll go after it, and leave the rest to you."

"Yes."

"Senior be careful."

Everyone else followed suit.

And Bai Ju has also turned into a will-o'-the-wisp, chasing towards the direction where the giant elephant is running wildly, the speed is far faster than the clumsy giant elephant.

Catching up is just a matter of time.

"Shh!"

"Swish!"

The figure flickered, Bai Ju jumped more than ten feet, and the ghost flame knife dragged a strange phantom behind him with blue flames.

After a while.

The giant elephant is close at hand.

With a sneer on Bai Ju's face, with a move of his hand, the long knife behind his back jumped into his palm spontaneously, Ling Ran's saber intent was about to move, but his body suddenly froze.

"Who?"

He turned his head suddenly, shouted in a low voice, and looked at the shadow of a building not far away, even ignoring the pursuit of the giant elephant.

"Brother Bai."

Zhou Jia carried an ax and shield on his back, stepped from the shadows step by step, and said slowly:

"We meet again."

"Zhou Jia!"

Seeing the person coming, Bai Ju's face showed surprise first, then his eyes turned cold, and the Ghost Flame Knife in his palm was distorted and deformed under the burning of the ghost fire:

"You're going to kill me?"

If there is a real killing intent covering all directions, he will naturally not fail to sense it.

But apart from being surprised, it was also a little funny:

"Just for that native?"

"He's mine." Zhou Jia approached slowly with a calm expression on his face: