Supreme Saint Physique

The palace was burning under the clouds, and the door was open.

The traces of someone entering here have left messy footprints on the dusty ground.

"Someone entered the palace one step ahead of us!" Jun Wuxie facial expression grave, to Yan Qingcheng, said: "Now, what's inside is still unknown, you can't make trouble anymore!"

Yan Qingcheng hearing this, couldn't help grinding his teeth.

I really want to fight this little bastard.

What do you take her for?

Is it the kind of little girl who doesn't know how to measure, regardless of occasion, or what is serious or serious?

She came to Nanshan Secret Realm this time, the most important purpose has not been achieved yet.

What she is looking for is most likely in this palace.

The entire Secret Realm world, here may be the core place!

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!"

Yan Qingcheng gave him a cold look.

Jun Wu didn't care, he went deep down the bluestone corridor and saw many corpses along the way.

"These bones seem to belong to the same force..."

Jun Wuxie looked at the bones on the promenade, some fell in the middle of the promenade, and some leaned against the promenade On both sides, some decaying guns were nailed to the walls of the promenade.

They all have a common feature.

Every bone, their hands are tightly holding a long-handled sickle.

Even after the long years of death, the bones are already rotten to the ground, but the finger bone still clings to the weapon and sickle tightly.

There is a broken bottle beside these corpses.

The bottle is ink-black, broken into pieces, and a little black rune can be faintly seen on the pieces.

"Yan Qingcheng, do you feel a trace of tragic air on these broken pieces of the bottle?"

Jun Wuxie frowned, feeling an inexplicable sense of horror in his heart.

The fragments of these bottles seem to be something terrifying.

"What's wrong with you?"

He saw that Yan Qingcheng's face was a little ugly, and he looked very solemnly at these corpses and broken bottle pieces, purple eyes , Seems to have deep fear.

Yan Qingcheng did not respond, staring at these corpses and broken bottles.

Jun Wuxie is deeply puzzled.

Is there anything like Yan Qingcheng?

Now it’s so lost self-control?

He picked up a fragment of the bottle, handed it to Yan Qingcheng, and said: "Do you recognize this thing? What is it?"

Yan Qingcheng seems to have come back to His senses, looking back from the corpse, and seeing the broken pieces of the bottle that Jun Wuxie handed to him, the complexion was greatly changed, almost like a conditioned reflex, and the fragments in his hand were shaken off with a wave of his hand.

She deng deng deng stepped back several steps, complexion pale, and the whole lovable body was trembling.

Jun Wuxie startled and saw a layer of goose bumps quickly appear on her skin, and her purple eyes were full of panic.

She retreated to the corner, squatted down, both hands crossed near chest, her whole body was shaking.

"Yan Qingcheng?"

Jun Wuxie didn't expect her to react like this.

What is this thing that can make people like Yan Qingcheng fear so much?

"Don't be afraid, they have already become corpses, and those bottles are also shattered. There will be no threat!"

Jun Wuxie stepped forward and grabbed her shoulders , So comforting.

Yan Qingcheng plunged into his arms like a frightened bird finding a shelter from the wind.

Her body is trembling very difficult to deal with.

"It's okay, it's okay..."

Jun Wuxie patted her on the back lightly, calm and calm on the surface, but the shock in her heart was extremely strong.

He realized that the origin of these corpses, and the broken bottles, must be involved in some terrifying things.

The horror of this thing may be beyond imagination!

Otherwise, how could it be possible that characters like Yan Qingcheng were so frightened that they almost collapsed in their hearts?

Yan Qingcheng hugged him so tightly that he could hardly breathe.

But he didn't struggle, just quietly gave her the sense of warmth and desire for security.

Her body is trembling all the time.

She didn't gradually calm down until one hour had passed.

"You..."

Yan Qingcheng calmed down, only to realize that he was hiding in Jun Wuxie's arms and holding him tightly with his arms.

For a while, I felt ashamed and angry, annoyed that I was such a lost self-control.

She gave a jerky push and walked away from Jun Wuxie's arms.

Jun Wuxie was caught off guard, sat down on the ground, looked at her speechlessly, and said: "How can you do something abandon one's benefactor after achieving one's goal?"

"Little bastard! Get cheap and sell well!"

She hates gnash the teeth.

Jun Wuxie didn’t care, and said: "Let’s talk about it, what's the matter?"

"It is related to a period of my childhood experience, the past is unbearable, I don’t want to mention it again. ......" She shook the head, her face turned pale, and then said: "I can only tell you that these corpses are from a very scary organization. They call themselves soul hunters, the weapon is called the soul hunter, and the broken bottle is called Soul hunter bottle!"

"Soul hunter, an organization?"

Jun Wuxie was shocked and felt a little unbelievable.

Yan Qingcheng is someone who dared to let the quasi-Sovereign-level Xiao clan give him an account.

It can be imagined that the forces behind her are very likely to be Sovereign!

Sovereign level, as the name suggests, Sovereign is the One of the Overlords in the world.

This kind of existence is so afraid of the organization behind the soul hunters.

"Can the forces behind you not deal with the soul hunters?"

"No!" Yan Qingcheng said with certainty: "The organization behind the soul hunters is very mysterious. No one knows where their headquarters is, only soul hunters walk the world. We have studied them, since ancient times, there are their silhouettes in the long river of history, they exist exclusively for hunting ancient blood and hunting their souls... "

Jun Wuxie's eyes were cold: "An organization that specializes in hunting ancient blood? What are they trying to do?"

"No one knows that they hunted ancient blood. The real purpose, according to the limited records in the ancient book, they have been hunting ancient blood for several epochs and never stopped. Twenty years ago, I met them unfortunately..."

"Soul hunters are strong?" Jun Wuxie looked at the bones in the corridor. Some of these bones were nailed to the wall, some fell on the ground, or leaned against the wall, and some parts of the body had holes in the bones. , As if left behind by being pierced by a war gun.

"Strong beyond your imagination, and many people." Yan Qingcheng said: "According to the information we know, there are six levels of soul hunters: low level, primary level, intermediate level, and high level. level, special level, super. Each level of soul hunter corresponds to different realm and different talent growth intensity. The higher the level, the higher the realm and talent."

"I met back then. It’s just the lowest level of low-level soul hunters. Even the lowest soul hunters are talented at genius level growth strength!"

She looked at the bones here and said: "I want to come, these hunters The soul hunter should be the dísciple or who who chased the owner of Secret Realm here, and was killed by the owner of Secret Realm. Otherwise, if the hunting target is the owner of Secret Realm, the person who came will be a super soul hunter and can hunt Saint Sect realm peerless powerhouse!"

"Soul Hunter..."

Jun Wuxie has a deep sense of crisis.

This kind of organization exists exclusively for hunting down ancient blood.

So, have you been targeted by them?

Even if you are not targeted at present, you will definitely be targeted in the future!

He will become the target of soul hunters!