Wu Qi Lingtian

There are not so many ifs in the world, no matter how smart Wei Hong is, he would never have thought that the fourth senior sister who did not play cards according to common sense would give him a magic knife, and in the magic knife, there is still a magic knife sealed. The clone of the Demon King.

Wei Hong could feel the power and extraordinaryness of the golden thread knife, so he just wanted to mobilize his martial energy and imprint his own mark on this unowned knife, but he never expected that he would mobilize his martial energy , splitting out a ray of soul power, when he wanted to recognize the golden silk knife as the master, the mutation happened in vain.

boom!

The bright golden light emitted by the golden knife made Wei Hong's ray of soul power be forced back directly, and before he could even take it back, it shattered in the void, Wei Hong's face turned pale, Showing horror, looking at the golden silk knife suspended in the void, he also wanted to retreat.

Buzz!

At this moment, the golden silk knife made a buzzing sound, and an ear-piercing and arrogant sound rang out in the room. From the golden light, an endless magic fog rose up. The black thick fog filled the whole place. Room.

"Haha, haha, I finally came out, boy, did you let me out?"

An arrogant and domineering voice sounded, and in the dense fog, a figure formed, the facial features could not be seen clearly, the figure was faintly visible, and the moment his words fell, the figure could be seen rushing out of the dense fog, towards Wei Hong rushed forward.

Like a ray of light, before Wei Hong could react, it directly rushed into Wei Hong's mind from between his brows, and a slightly arrogant voice sounded: "Haha, boy. In order to thank you, I will act The Lord sent you a fortune. From now on, your life will be handed over to this Demon King."

I can only see that this guy who claims to be the devil wants to completely devour Wei Hong's soul in Wei Hong's mind. Obviously, he has been sealed for too long, so he came out suddenly, so he naturally wanted to adapt quickly.The best adaptation is to devour Wei Hong's soul and memory to understand the current situation.

"court death,"

Wei Hong recovered from the horror, his expression became extremely indifferent, and he closed his eyes slightly. The moment Wei Hong closed his eyes, the situation in his mind was clear at a glance. He could clearly see that a dense fog The shrouded soul let out piercing laughter.His expression was even more ferocious, wanting to devour Wei Hong's primordial spirit directly.

"Shh!"

He looked coldly at the mass of souls in front of him.In Wei Hong's mind, a strong killing intent flashed in his eyes, he popped out a finger, and a wisp of saber intent overflowed from his fingertips, directly crushing towards this group of souls.

"Haha, it's your luck to be chosen by me, and you dare to resist." Facing Wei Hong's attack, a disdainful voice came out of the thick fog, and then, in the thick fog, the illusory But the palm of the hand grabbed Daomang.

boom!

There was a crisp collision sound, and Wei Hong's attack disappeared immediately, and in the thick fog, an even harsher voice sounded: "Quack, boy, I never thought that your physical body is so powerful, and, Your soul is also very good, give your body to me, give it to me, and you will win a new life."

The ear-piercing, seductive voice seemed to be piercing through the eardrums, as if hypnotizing Wei Hong, but the guy in front of him who claimed to be the devil obviously found the wrong person.

puff!

Facing his sound wave attack, Wei Hong directly chose to ignore it, and punched him with a fist. With lightning speed, the bright fist light directly pierced through the thick fog, and the thick fog shattered. The moment it came, an angry roar echoed in Wei Hong's mind.

"Boy, you asked for it yourself. Since you want to die, I will help you."

The dense fog that had been shaken gathered together again, but this time, it was condensed into a solid figure, a [-]-meter-tall man with bloodthirsty eyes, looking at With a roar, Wei Hong was as motionless as a mountain and as thunderous, and he came to Wei Hong in the blink of an eye.

boom!

In the violent collision, Wei Hong didn't respond, and was sent flying, staring coldly at the big man in front of him, although Wei Hong was sent flying, but because he was fighting with his soul, only his figure became weaker and weaker up.

"Huh? To be able to resist this king's punch, I really underestimated you, haha, that's good, I can definitely recover faster after devouring you."

Seeing that Wei Hong could resist his own attack, the big man who claimed to be the devil showed surprise in his eyes, and then there was a roar, and the whole person became extremely excited, and attacked Wei Hong again.

boom!boom!boom!

In Wei Hong's mind, it seemed that the attacks again and again caused countless shocks. If it was outside, such a powerful attack would have already shattered countless voids. However, because at this time, the attacks of the two were all The confrontation of the soul, therefore, seems to be more thunderous and less rainy.

Wei Hong's expression was the same from the beginning to the end, but the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more intense. He wanted to see that the guy in front of him was actually competing with him in soul power, and he was just lifted from the seal. Who can hold on.

Sure enough, as time went by, the figure of the guy who claimed to be the devil in front of him gradually became illusory, and he didn't even touch Wei Hong's primordial spirit, which made his expression extremely irritable.

"Cunning boy, you have the ability to fight me."

The Demon King felt a slight weakness in his soul power, which made him feel unbelievable, and even fearful, because the boy in front of him, his soul power was not decreasing, but it was actually increasing, which made him feel even more frightened. Feeling terrified.

"When did human beings have such powerful soul power?"

You know, the soul power of the human race has always been flawed in cultivation, and it is precisely because the soul power of the human race is flawed, so the Demon King has enough confidence to swallow Wei Hong's soul power, so he can't wait. It entered Wei Hong's mind.

"Aren't you tough? Aren't you arrogant? Aren't you tough? Then you stay in my mind." Wei Hong looked at the demon king who was about to attack, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and he came out directly.

"Serber, are you sure he won't come out?" Although Wei Hong spoke forcefully, he was still a little worried, so he asked Sair.

"Haha, don't worry, this idiot is looking for death. Your soul power can be said to restrain all souls. You don't need to worry about him, he won't be able to get out at all." Saibo yelled.

Wei Hong has already condensed into a soul body. It can be said that the soul body of the ancient emperor, even Saibo, felt extremely shocked and horrified when he first saw Wei Hong's soul body. It can be said that now I can't show it for the time being, but as Wei Hong's cultivation becomes stronger and stronger, by then, I'm afraid, Wei Hong's strength will definitely increase several times.

After Wei Hong heard Saibo's words, he no longer cared about the guy who claimed to be the devil in his mind, but looked at the floating golden sword. Since he was no longer under the control of the devil, although he was still floating, he , this golden silk knife, but without the bright golden light, it looks dull instead.

Gently clasping both hands, he held the golden thread knife in his hand. This time, Wei Hong was unimpeded, but a ray of soul power easily entered into the golden thread knife, and then easily wiped out the remnants of the demon king. All traces were easily erased.

And at this time, Wei Hong felt that he had a feeling of being one with the golden thread knife. With a soft drink, Wei Hong activated his martial energy, holding the golden thread knife tightly with both hands, and chopped down like this. At the moment of cutting, The endless golden light is condensed in the air like a golden net. The substantive golden net is extremely sharp. The moment it is cut off, the ground in front of it shatters, and the small courtyard where Wei Hong is located , with this knife cut down, it was also completely scattered by the aftermath.

"This, this Nima is too strong."

Wei Hong stared blankly at the ruins with a disheveled face, his eyes showed disbelief. No wonder, everyone said that when the cultivation level is higher, when there is a duel, the weapon in hand determines the outcome .

This golden silk saber is actually much stronger than the round moon scimitar Wei Hong used before. Such a big movement naturally alarmed Wu Rui and Zhao Qing who were left on Wuwei Peak. Wei Hong's residence, which had been razed to the ground, was also taken aback.

"Junior brother, what, what's going on?" Zhao Qing walked up to Wei Hong and stammered slightly.

"That's right, little brother, did you do some experiments again?" Wu Rui said a little speechlessly, but he clearly remembered Wei Hong's terrifying destructive power when refining the sky-exploding thunder.

"Uh, no, it's just that this knife has just recognized its owner, so I didn't expect its destructive power to be so great." Wei Hong also showed an embarrassed look, and smiled wryly.

"It's okay, as long as you're okay, if you find another yard at random, we won't accompany you."

In the middle of the night, the two of them were woken up from their sleep, so they didn't bother to accompany Wei Hong, left a word, and left. Wei Hong also shook his head slightly when he saw himself in a mess, and looked east. a yard.

This is the benefit of Wuwei Peak. There are not many people in total, so there are basically too many rooms left unoccupied, so Wei Hong just found one at random, and then took a simple bath and then rested.

However, the next day, when Wei Hong was practicing, Wu Rui and Zhao Qing came to Wei Hong's residence with slightly annoyed expressions. , Sister, what’s wrong with you guys?” (To be continued..)