Chapter 148 Absolute Crisis

"Well, young people are just young people after all. With your demon-level talent, you can calm down and practice for decades. I'm afraid you can run rampant and have no taboos, but it's a pity that at your age, you like to walk away from the edge of the sword and come to the polar rivers in an attempt to occupy what you shouldn't deserve. Xi, God is really jealous of talents." The old man's words sounded from Wang Qi's ears, like a ghost passing by at night, making people couldn't help but feel a chill rushing straight to his forehead.

It's hard to imagine that the words of such a kind-looking old man are so creepy.

"Old man, don't talk nonsense. I don't think you have been alive for a few years. Hand over the holy stone quickly, so that I can give you a grand funeral, so that you won't have no one to die." Wang Qi ridiculed.

"Young man, the most taboo thing for a cultivation is agance. A cultivation without fear, even if his talent is evil, it is impossible to reach the end smoothly, and it is likely to be ruined on the road to the pursuit of the strongest." As the old man said this, the madness in his eyes became more and more obvious, like a whirlpool, and he wanted to swallow Wang Qilian's bones whole.

"Dragon development, only my Taoist master."

Listening to the old man's voice, there was an extremely powerful pressure on his body. Even if Wang Qi is now in the realm of eight turns, he still feels a little difficult in the face of this pressure.

At this time, the sacred stone on his body felt the call of his breath, and unexpectedly released the powerful breath belonging to Tianhen one by one. This is the most original power belonging to the cold king's demon refining weapon. However, although this power belongs to the cold king, there is no doubt that the most common source of the cold king is his only legend. Wang Qi can feel that the power of this son is different from Wang Qi's previous perception of the power of the cold king. The biggest feature is its restlessness and mania and deep alienation from Wang Qi himself.

"Go to hell."

At this time, the holy stone combined the old man's magic power to form a turbid circle around the old man's body, and countless dragon-shaped tentacles suddenly stretched out from the circle condensed by the old man and rushed to Wang Qi not far away.

Feeing the destructive power brought by those tentacles, Wang Qi did not dare to resist and quickly avoid and move around, but strangely, no matter how Wang Qi avoids and moves, those tentacles can always follow Wang Qi's trajectory, and it is not bad.

"What the hell is this?" Wang Qi was very surprised. However, there was nothing he could do about this move. Wang Qi found that whether it was in the hall that was not open or in the vast glacier jungle, he could never get rid of the tracking attack of the dragon's tentacles.

And what surprised Wang Qi was that in the face of the dragon tentacles that even Wang Qi felt feared, the Qiankun Taiji in the source of Wang Qi's soul did not respond. Especially when the dragon tentacles were about to attack Wang Qi several times, Qiankun Taiji did not provide any help to Wang Qi.

The dragon's tentacles were like the air in heaven and earth, which actually deceived the resistance of Qiankun Taiji and launched a fierce attack on Wang Qi unscrupulously.

After avoiding the attack of the dragon's tentacles again, Wang Qi returned to the Ice Demon Hall, but this time he did not blindly dodge, but launched an attack like an old man in chaos. Of course, these attacks are all magic attacks. "Fall you." Wang inspired the crazy attack and scolded at the same time.

"It's useless. This is the real power of Tianhen. Only I can truly and thoroughly exert the power of Tianhen. I am the descendant of the destined Tianhen, and I am the strongest in the world." Even if Wang Qi couldn't see the old man's face clearly at this time, Wang Qi must have been arrogantly distorted to a certain extent.

"Receive your fate, young man, you can't fight against me. The power of fate is not something you can resist. You are already trapped in the mud. Why do you have to struggle? With me, you will find that even depravity is a kind of beauty. The words of the old man** kept ringing from Wang Qi's mind. Wang Qi seemed to see a white lotus flower sticking its branches out of the mud, drifting thousands of miles away with the wind.

At the same time, the more than 300 practitioners killed by Wang Qi turned into the turbid gas that spread to Wang Qi, forming a circle like an old man on Wang Qi's body. The reason why the old man sent more than 300 practitioners was finally revealed. They... were used to make Wang Qi fall into fate and make Wang Qi fall. Point of intersection.

As soon as the prosper took action, he knew whether there was any. Originally, he thought that the man's cultivation should not be much higher than himself. Even if the guy named uncle had some real materials, he could fight with him, and at least retreat completely. However, now Wang Qi just asked the uncle to make a little trick and gave him a trap. Live, and this time it is likely to be doomed and become a stream of eight guards.

In that cloud, Wang Qi saw the old man who was also in the cloud. At this time, the old man could no longer use the definition of man to call him. Naturally, it seems inappropriate to use the definition of demon to define him.

Because at this time, the old man has become a half-orc. The long pointed ice corner, half on the left is a human leg, usually a monster-like leg, with two legs from the bottom up, an ordinary human-like monster, with a long dragon tail and the sharp peak-like back behind it. A living monster of Warcraft. It makes people dare not look directly, because... it's really disgusting.

"Well, is this your so-called depravity - beauty? Why can't I feel the aesthetic principle at all? Wang Qi, who was in the turbidity, saw the old man's ugly appearance and did not hesitate to say anything.

"Haha, soon you will be like me." At this time, Wang Qi finally saw the old man's face when he made such a laugh, which was indeed more ugly than Wang Qi imagined.

I saw the dragon's tentacles rushed out of the old man's turbid place and quickly headed in the direction of Wang Qi.

"Come back." When Wang Qi saw the fast-coming dragon tentacles, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows and was ready to avoid the way at any time.

However, this time, he couldn't dodge as he thought, but let the fast dragon tentacles hit in an instant.

sou——

Almost subconsciously, Wang Qi's mind was left with the rapid phantom of the dragon and the powerful and unparalleled spiritual power it brought, as if a weak soul suddenly met a very powerful soul, and that power directly penetrated into the source of Wang Qi's soul, and He kept destroying Wang Qi's soul.

"Don't struggle, isn't it better to enjoy the days of freedom and madness with me?" The old man smiled arrogantly and looked at Wang Qi's painful eyes and part of his animalized body. The old man's expression became more and more proud and intoxicated. Soon, he would get the spirit of the holy stone that he had been pursuing for a long time, and could also pick up another super violent thug for himself. Things.

"Your uncle." At this time, Wang Qi's soul had mostly been destroyed by the mysterious and extremely violent spiritual power, but in the confusion, Wang Qi's scolding was still endless, and Qiankun Taiji seemed to fall into a deep sleep, turning a blind eye to this spiritual power to destroy his family.

At Wang Qi's most critical moment, a black sea suddenly appeared in Wang Qi's mind. This black sea was so familiar that Wang Qi felt that he was part of it. Under the sanitation of the black sea, Wang Qi gradually recovered. At this time, he could finally get a glimpse of the god. The essence of secret spiritual power.

Because of the attack of mysterious spiritual power, Wang Qi's split finally evolved, and his split completely came to life, and he was really becoming Wang Qi's limb.

Although Wang Qi could also be integrated with his split body before, the split at that time was only following his will. In the final analysis, it was just a long-term puppet created by Wang Qi's soul source, just the rigid body created by Wang Qi.

And now, Wang Qi's split has turned into a heavenly mark left by the ice horn demon refining weapon left by the cold king. It is an active force that can't help but be dominated by Wang Qi's will, and can also control the 'domain' under its jurisdiction.

"Is this the legendary feeling of the divine coagulation?" Although Wang Qi knew that this was not a magical skill during the Mahayana period of the human race, Wang Qi couldn't help thinking about it.

And opposite Wang Qi, there is something that Wang Qi can't imagine, the prototype of that powerful spiritual power.

Ice horns, eagle eyes, mane silk, ice fish scales, and streamlined torsoes are like snake bodies that are thousands of feet angry, introducing into the thick fog, making people unable to see any scales. However, the black eyes hidden in the black fog revealed their identity.

It turned out to be the prototype of the cold king, the soul that has died in the polar rivers.

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