Chapter 12 Must-kill Strike

A red spiral aperture gradually appeared in front of the body of the ghost king. As his fat lips kept squirming, the aperture continued to grow and finally formed a layer of light gas model between him and Wang Wujian, and its color gradually changed slowly in red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and purple.

Wang Wujian was extremely surprised. The ghost king has broken through the realm of the spiritual emperor. Only such a master can control the color of the martial soul.

The whole dark cave also follows this gorgeous color. Driven by his powerful soul power, there is no gloomy atmosphere in the original cave.

This evil-looking ghost king is actually full of righteousness!

A tank of potion has made Wang Wujian unable to survive and die. At this time, he was oppressed by the powerful soul power of the earth ghost king. His internal organs suddenly felt compressed. He blew bubbles in the potion water, and his face changed from red to white to purple, which was exactly the swirl circle above.

Several black light columns shoot out from around the aperture and enter the eight entrances on the edge of the cold jade platform, and then these eight entrances input these soul "catalysts" into the tank.

Wang Wujian regretted it very much. He understood what was waiting for him? That is, under the fusion of his powerful soul power and potion, he became a yuan god! Just like the martial spirit in the sperm storage bottle, it becomes a yuan god with ideas, but what about the future?

Wang Wujian regretted it, but now he can't resist at all, and he can't even blow himself to death.

"Did I really die like this?" Wang Wujian stared at the spiral nest-shaped aura lingering above his head and slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the verdict of fate!

With a loud bang, a huge stone flew into the side of the jade platform.

The stone platform shook violently a few times, and the ghost king in the air and the looming purple aperture also shook a little.

It is said that when a martial spirit transcends the realm of the spiritual emperor, his soul power will become useless, and even control the color of the soul power, which can only be done by a strong person in the spiritual realm. Judging from the color of the soul power, this earth ghost king seems to have broken through the realm of the spiritual emperor.

With the violent earthquake of the stone platform, the potion also fluctuated strongly. The colorful potion rolled over Wang Wujian's face repeatedly, making him take a few deep breaths.

"Puff! Ah!" Wang Wujian spit out a mouthful of potion and couldn't help vomiting a few times, so he got up. At this time, he found that his limbs were conscious but they could not move freely.

"Cough" Wang Wujian covered his chest and wanted to climb out of the trough, but the water in the trough suddenly condensed together, pulling him down like countless minions, cling and fell firmly into the trough.

"You shouldn't do bad things to me!" Although the earth ghost king stared at Wang Wujian, the words were for the third person. When he spoke, his hands were folded, and the soul circle in front of his body instantly condensed together to form a palm-sized dazzling ball.

"Ha wow!" The ghost king shouted loudly, and the purple ball of light rushed down in an instant.

Wang Wujian struggled hard, and the potion kept splashing out of the tank, but the potion became thicker and thicker and fixed him firmly in the humanoid tank like paste.

Seeing that the soul mass photosphere was about to fall into the potion, Wang Wujian closed his eyes in despair. He guessed that once such a powerful force was integrated into these potions, his body would have a huge change, and even no consciousness from now on!

"Come on!" A voice that made Wang Wujian suddenly sprouted hope came out. He opened his eyes in surprise, but saw that the light ball had fallen in front of him.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Wang Wujian shouted in horror. At the moment before he was about to lose consciousness, he saw Wang Gui's figure!

"Rumble"

A powerful blast sound sounded on the stone platform, and the whole cold jade platform exploded in an instant. Wang Wujian's body was hit by the wall and rolled along the wall in the corner. He didn't know whether it was dead or alive.

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The cave is in a mess, and the ground is full of large and small pits. Countless souls living on the top of the cave are howling one after another. If it can cause such a fragmented scene, it must be the confrontation between the two strong men.

"You shouldn't ruin my big deal!" The ghost king tried his best to hide his urgent breath and said, "I have prepared for thousands of years for this."

"He, is he really a double martial soul?" Wang Gui asked in surprise, and then a satisfied smile appeared on his slightly white face, "What an honor for my Wang family!"

"If you have lost your achievements, you have lost your achievements! Don't I deserve a perfect genh?" The ghost king sighed, "I waited for thousands of years to wait for such a natural double martial soul material. Seeing that I was about to begin to refine, you destroyed him."

"Huh! Do you think I will let you succeed?" Wang Gui's voice echoed in the empty cave. He did not hide his situation at this time at all. His internal breath was unstable and his martial souls were scattered. Although he tried his best to gather and adjust his state, he could not deal with the strong enemy in a short time.

Both sides turned their heads to the place where Wang Wujian was lying. His body was full of rocks, and he was covered with dust. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

The ghost king Huo Ran looked directly at Wang Gui. Only his martial arts spirit that exceeded the realm of the spiritual emperor could see the secret contained in Wang Wujian - the natural double martial soul. Generally, people have only one martial soul, and their attributes are also fate. People with double martial souls like Wang Wujian can be said to appear once a thousand years, which is rare and tight.

"Who the hell are you?" Wang Gui settled down and asked. His breath was restrained and obviously recovered a little.

"You don't know. You don't intend to let him into the tomb forest just let me see for you whether he is born with double martial souls or not, is it?" The ghost king questioned.

"Half is, the other half is not!" Wang Guidao.

"Huh! I know what you are for? It's really a desperate life. No one can walk out of this tomb alive!" What Wang Gui didn't say seemed to hurt the scars of the ghost king, which made him immediately angry.

"What is the secret of the overpass map? What does it have to do with you? Have you been here for tens of thousands of years just to protect it? Wang Gui asked. Although the other party is a strong man beyond the realm of the spiritual emperor, because he has lived in this place full of aura and yin for a long time, his martial soul was resisted and could not exert his due strength, so Wang Gui dared to fight with him.

"Huh! Go and ask the Lord of Hell!" The ghost king shouted angrily, and his hands turned into claws, tearing through the air like tearing cloth strips.

Wang Gui stared at him in surprise, and a thick purple light surged up on the sword in his hand again. There was almost a brilliant purple area in front of him. In the huge body circle, Wang Gui stood up awe-in awe-spirited, as powerful as a god.

But what made him feel incredible is that what the ghost king tore is not only the still air, but also the thick stone surface.

The stone surface at the foot of the Earth Ghost King cracked a huge opening with the distance between his hands, and a double-edged knife slowly floated out of this mouth.

The knife is nearly ten feet long. In appearance, it is cast with rare wood metal. Thousands of floating ghosts are carved on both sides of the blade. The anger carried on the knife makes people afraid.

If ordinary people want to use it, they can only drag, but in the eyes of the huge ghost king, such a huge thing is his best weapon.

"Let's die! Wu Ling!" The ghost king roared coldly, and a soul force close to the air quality surged out of the handle of the knife, all shrouding the knife. The blade, which was originally wide and one arm, was now one meter wide, and the sharp and horrible sound spread from the air.

As soon as the blade is horizontal, there is an airflow around it immediately, and the hard stone surface will inevitably leave a deep trace.

Wang Gui's face was solemn. It was impossible to deal with the earth ghost king who was stronger than himself. Now he has the help of divine soldiers, and the pressure is doubled. His face is more solemn. He can't help but take a few steps back and find a relatively easy place to avoid to prepare for the battle.

The huge double-edged knife split through the air. Wang Gui did not dare to neglect it. He flew up and avoided the blow with the huge protective aperture.

"I haven't been high or low after playing for so long. Let's decide the winner with one move!" Wang Gui stood in mid-air with a sword in his hand, and the strong purple light made the ghost living at the top of the cave scream and dodge.

"Good! I'll make you out of your mind!" The ghost king waved his double-edged knife arrogantly and shouted.

If he continues to fight, Wang Gui will definitely die, because the strength of the two sides is very different, and the ghost king can absorb the evil spirit to replenish energy, so Wang Gui chooses to fight directly with him.

Must-kill skill, every martial arts spirit in the realm of the spiritual emperor can perform a shocking trick. It is a killer mace that is not willing to use as a last resort. This move can not only produce great destructive power, but also deplete its own physical strength and soul power.

But at this time, the two peerless masters did not hesitate to use the must-kill skill directly in order to quickly solve the opponent!

Wang Gui waved the long sword in his hand with all his strength, and a purple light energy pattern soon appeared in front of his body, like a bear tiger. But this move is not a wind blade spinning nest!

The soul power around the ghost king rolled him in the middle like a whirlwind. The stone surface within three feet in front of him had sunken for more than ten feet, and the stone layer had all turned into air.

"The magic wind swept the world" The ghost king of the earth shouted ferociously, and the huge knife shook it with all its strength, guiding the magic whirlwind around the body to leave the body!