Chapter 370: Killing in the Desert

"Humph, a trace of soul brand wants to track me."

Outside Xiyue City, in a barren mountain, Shen Chong's palm was wrapped with a soul brand in his heart. After thinking about it, he did not destroy it.

Just when Xuan Wuji was strongly pressing each other, although Shen Chong retreated, he left a trace of the remnants of the 33-day Taoism. This shadow is very exquisite and holds the power of space. Unless the other party has more cultivation than Shen Chong, it is difficult to find the existence of this shadow.

Through this remnant shadow, the conversation between Xuan Wuji and Cang Songzi came word for word into Shen Chong's ears. Sure enough, Xuan Wuji's plot was not small, and he actually had the heart of killing and winning treasure.

"The demon emperor mentioned in these two people should be the Jade Spirit Great Sage. It seems that the Jade Spirit Great Sage has also bought refining materials for the Heavenly Xuanming Treasure in Xuanwu Tower. Unexpectedly, he will let this Xuanwu prince remember it in his heart. Whether it is to see the treasure or kill his dissidents, both of them have a way to die." Shen Chong sneered, and a wisp of murderous intention permeated his eyebrows.

In the barren mountain, Shen Chong made some arrangements, so he sat down and waited for the two to come to rob and kill.

A moment later, two dark clouds flew out of Xiyue City and rushed straight to the barren mountain where Shen Chong was located.

"Fortunately, I came to visit Xiyue City in the past two days, otherwise I would have missed this opportunity." Xuan Wuji couldn't help recalling the situation of the Jade Spirit Great Sage coming to Xuanwu Tower 30 years ago. The nearly 100 million yuan of vitality stone transactions have been the biggest business he has handled. No wonder he will be interested in the treasures refined by those treasures of heaven and earth, and he still remembers them vividly.

"The prince is very lucky, and sooner or later he will reach the cultivation of Yuling Dasheng." Cang Songzi smiled and said that he had put the bet on Xuan Wuji, and naturally he was the first to see.

Xuan Wuji's face was solemn and suddenly stopped: "It's just thirty miles ahead, and he didn't dodge. It seems to be waiting for us to go. You hide first and act according to the opportunity!"

"Yes!"

Ao Songzi nodded and took out a thing from his sleeve. He didn't know what method he had used. A fog surged, and his breath suddenly disappeared, and his body became illusory.

After the pine nuts completely disappeared, Xuan Wuji's body was shocked, his breath was full, and he flew away without concealment.

"Oh!" Shen Chong sighed softly. Unexpectedly, there was such a secret method of invisibility. He lost the sense of pine nuts out of thin air, and he couldn't see any clues at all.

Shen Chong will naturally not be stupid to wait for the other party to kill him. When his mind moves, the virtual field has been released. Although the virtual field is not as powerful as the real field to hurt the enemy, it can't hide his perception that at least 30 miles away.

"Kid, since I knew that I was going to take action, I didn't escape. I'm bold enough." Xuan Wuji sneered and didn't say much nonsense. The mana condensed into a long gun, emitting a black flame, and stabbed straight over.

"There is no need to escape against a small role like you!" Shen Chong looked indifferent and patted him with his palms. Most of his thoughts were still looking for traces of pine nuts.

But the strange thing is that he knew that Cang Songzi had entered his own virtual field, but he could not detect his whereabouts. Could it be that the treasure of the town store of Xuanwu Building was making a monster? Although Shen Chong did not know what the treasure of the town store was, what could be valued by Xuanwu Building must not be ordinary.

"Huh, looking for death!" Xuan Wuji has been the proud son of heaven since he was a child. When he was ridiculed like this, the long gun condensed by his mana is also a magic skill, called the fire demon stabbing soul, which is an ancient magic power that is not inferior to the little thunder.

The birth of the devil and the death of the soul is an attack against the soul.

Although the magic power is powerful, it also needs to compete with the strength of magic power. This mysterious soul origin is only more than 5,000, and Shen Chong is three times more than him. After understanding the space method, the speed is several times faster than the other party. How can he care about the magic skill?

Shen Chong flashed under his feet, had avoided the thorned soul of the fire demon, turned to Xuan Wuji's back, and punched him in the back of his heart.

"What a fast speed, is it that this person has understood the law of space!" Xuan Wuji was shocked, but he was no longer in a hurry to avoid it. He stiffly returned his palm, and the black flame was in the palm of his hand, and he had punched Shen Chong.

Shen Chong's boxing power can't even bear the strong body of the four-grade demon king. How can Xuan Wuji take it? When he feels the strength of the other party's fist, he knows that it is not good. However, the black flame cloud palm has progress or retreated, and there is no time to avoid it. He can only spit out a mouthful of blood, strong mana, and pour it on his arm.

Boom!

A blood line was left in the air, Xuan Wuji fell down, his right arm was softly pulled down, and his face was still apparing.

"Daet, how can there be such a powerful power? It's not far worse than the big brother." Xuan Wuji's eldest son is the eldest son of Xuanman Mountain and the most outstanding son. He has survived the six or nine days of disaster and reached the realm of real people.

Shen Chong's soul has been sourced by 16,000, and his mana is almost equivalent to the real person who escaped from the robbery, but the realm is not enough, and there are many shortcomings in operation.

At this time, how can Xuan Wuji not know that he kicked on the iron plate, and it is still a solid piece of iron plate. It is impossible to beg for mercy in a low voice with his pride. Moreover, the two sides have become a life-and-death feud, which can't be solved by saying two soft words.

In the face of the opponent who understood the law of space, he had no chance to escape at all. Xuan Wuji gritted his teeth and took out a rune and put it on his right arm. The fist just now had abolished his right arm and was not completely broken. Thanks to his soft armor that had reached the best magic weapon level.

"The refining method of refining jade armor is extraordinary, and there is even a chance to reach the level of magic weapon." Seven stars suddenly said, "The magic suit is more difficult to refine than the magic weapon. If it becomes a magic weapon, it is enough to resist the attack of the Holy Emperor."

"Real? Then bring it here!" Shen Chong sneered, his palms were in one, and the two manas crushed towards Xuan Wuji like a grinding disc.

"Want my jade armor, dream!" Xuan Wuji shouted, and the three groups of treasure light appeared in front of him.

"The three magic weapons are worthy of being the young owner of Xuanwu Building. They are really rich, but these will become my bag." Shen Chong was not surprised but happy. After restoring the seal of heaven and earth to the magic weapon, he no longer looked down on other inferior magic weapons, but as long as he had enough magic weapons, it was possible to upgrade all several mysterious treasures to the best magic weapons.

These three low-grade magic weapons form a set, called the Sancai Aurora Sword, which is three sharp killing weapons. The sword light turns into a wandering dragon, and the sword spirit alone sweeps the whole barren mountain.

"Heaven and earth are unique, the aurora shines, kill!" The three swords and lights are in the following formations of Xuan Wuji. The three-talented sword array, the people of heaven and earth, and the strangled everything. Suddenly, it became murderous in the wilderness, and the air became sharp.

"Is it a sword array? Although the grade is a little worse, it is enough to make up for it in quantity. Shen Chong smiled and waved it casually. Seventy-two Senluo Hell Xuankong Swords came out of the surrounding void.

The cold hell, the Senluo Ghost Hall, the temperature suddenly dropped within a radius of 20 miles, and the cold air seemed to condense into ice. The world was sad, the ghosts cried and howled four times, and the air of death shrouded.

These 72 best magic weapon flying swords were practiced by Shen, but it did not get out of the essence of hell. After all, it was a set of magic weapons. As early as when he was waiting for Xuan Wuji, Shen Chong had arranged it around this barren mountain. Now as soon as the sword array came out, he immediately suppressed the Sancai aurora sword.

"You..." Feeling the terrible cold air, Xuan Wuji's face finally changed. His three-talented aurora sword grade is higher, but he can't stand the suppression of the other party's number. It will be a matter of time or later. But before he had the idea of running away, he saw a red sword light stabbing him.

"If there is any magic weapon, take it out quickly, or there will be no chance." The red abyss sword turned into a red dragon and flew to it. The laughter of the red abys reverberated in the air. He had absorbed a group of magic weapons and reached the peak of the best magic weapons. As long as he could find more magic weapons, he could swim fish into dragons and achieve magic weapons.

"Cut the immortals and destroy the yuan, cut the ghost!" The surrounding Senluo Hell Xuankong Sword and the Sancai Aurora Sword were entangled. The void had been shattered by the sword spirit, and there was no place to escape. Xuan Wuji turned the only left arm that could move into a hand knife and suddenly cut it at the Red Abyss Sword.

Boom!

The ghost cut collided with the Chiyuan Sword. After all, the Chiyuan Sword has not reached the level of magic weapon. The strong man who can't really fight against the soul has been shocked and flew out, but before Xuan Wuji could be relieved, he felt the wind behind his head was loud, and one palm had been pressed on his back of his back.