Chapter 194 Different Roads

Zhao Jingtian walked along the road, and it was not until a minute or two later that he felt that he had lost the breath of several people around him!

"What's going on?" Zhao Jingtian suddenly opened his eyes and found that the yellow around him had changed into a hazy darkness.

Wow... A gust of cloudy wind blew, mixed with all kinds of sad screams, ghost crying and howling, and phantoms appeared in front of Zhao Jingtian one by one.

Headless, handless, heartless, boneless, all kinds of corpse phantoms surround Zhao Jingtian. These phantoms have a common feature: there is always a part of their bodies with sword shadows.

The sword is inserted on the top of the head, stabbed up from the foot, and crossed through the waist and abdomen...

"probably, these images are what they looked like before they died." Zhao Jingtian calmly looked at the resentment of these swordsmen and waved his hands a few times. Three kinds of sky fires erupted from his hands, burning these resentment that tried to approach him.

No matter what kind of spiritual power exists, it is difficult to be immune to the temperature of fire, not to mention the seven fires outside the sky.

Zhao Jingtian shook his head. For him, who has a fire outside the sky, this is not a very fierce place.

Zhao Jingtian couldn't find everyone and had to sigh: "They don't know where they have gone. Forget it, let's continue to move forward."

Zhang Yan is not so lucky. Although he also has a fire physique, his ignition is simply Mars compared with Zhao Jingtian. A large number of swordsmen' resentment rushed towards him, like a fierce sword spirit attacking Zhang Yan.

Fortunately, Zhang Yan held the murderous red moon in his hand, and the blood on the red moon resisted the attack of many swordsmen' resentment.

Not only that, the red moon is like meeting something he likes. Every time Zhang Yan kills a swordsman's resentment, the red light on the red moon increases by one point, and the power is also stronger.

Zhang Yan tried his best to kill the swordsman's resentment until his hands and feet were weak.

But there were too many swordsman's resentment. Zhang Yan was exhausted and could still be cut off. Hundreds of swordsman' resentment pounced on him and instantly occupied his whole soul.

"Ah!" Zhang Yan roared in pain, and a pair of pupils emitted a bleeding red breath!

After a brief period of pain, Zhang Yan found that his body was gone! That feeling is like being in a dream.

Looking around, the swordsman's resentment was smiling ferociously at themselves. Their "mouths" bit Zhang Yan all over his body, as if they were sucking Zhang Yan's soul.

Zhang Yan only felt dizzy, and his consciousness slowly became blurred...

In the haze, Zhang Yan felt that he had returned to his childhood, and his adoptive father trained himself facelessly. No matter how much he begs, as long as he does not meet his adoptive father's requirements, he will never let himself rest.

Facing his pitiful eyes, his adoptive father will always say those two words: "In this world, if you don't want to be killed by the enemy, you have to kill the enemy first. Always be more ruthless to yourself than the enemy, so that you will not be killed by the enemy.

"If you don't want to be killed by the enemy, you have to kill the enemy first..." Zhang Yan's consciousness swirled desperately. Slowly, Zhang Yan regained a little consciousness. Only then did he find that he had bitten a swordsman's resentment!

Zhang Yan felt that waves of strange energy flowed through his "body" and his consciousness became clearer and clearer.

"Want to swallow me? Then I'll swallow you first!" After quickly sucking off a swordsman's resentment, Zhang Yan once again pointed his mouth at the next swordsman's resentment.

If you are bitten, you have to bite someone else back!

Between being constantly sucked and absorbed, Zhang Yan's fierceness far exceeded the resentment of those swordsmen. The spiritual power he accumulated became stronger and stronger until he swallowed all the swordsman's resentment!

buzz! Zhang Yan seemed to hear the sound of a bell and suddenly woke up. After exploring his body with mental strength and sword spirit, Zhang Yan was immediately stunned: his sword spirit level suddenly jumped to the incredible divine level!!!

At the same time, your fiery spiritual power can be transformed into a real sword spirit, and your spiritual power is so strong that it is extremely abnormal and indescribable!

"I am..." Zhang Yan thought for a long time, but he really couldn't figure out why it was like this. Not only the increase of strength, but also countless sword skills have emerged in Zhang Yan's mind!

"It's probably the sword skills mastered by these swordsmen before they were students." Zhang Yan was blessed by misfortune, but thinking about the situation just now, he still had lingering palpitations. As long as you are not careful, you will become a soulless corpse.

"Keep moving forward, Big Brother and Brother Tian should be in front." Zhang Yan continued to walk along his own path.

The road Ning Lingxi took is as dangerous as it is. The wooden fist in her body represents life. For those swordsmen' resentment, it is tantamount to a bright coordinate. Countless swordsmen' resentment rushed towards Ning Lixi, scrambling one by one. They always feel that as long as they dry the wooden fist on Ningxi's body, they can recover into * people.

Ning Lingxi looked at these strange grievances, and her heart was ethereal. She silently closed her eyes and tried to exude her wooden fists.

There are green light spots like fireflies everywhere. Those resentful souls seem to see babies, and they only pounce on these green lights. They are entangled with each other, desperately grabbing and biting each other. Countless resentment failed and dissipated in this robbery. Until the end, only a few swordsmen' resentment got the wooden fist from Ninglingxi, sucked a light with satisfaction, and then hid in a corner as if they were full.

"Fortunately, Huang Quan is mentioned in Grandpa's book. Otherwise, I will really die here." Ninglingxi said to herself, with a hesitation in her eyes and not knowing whether to continue to move forward. After thinking about it, Ninglingxi finally took a step forward.

Yu Wenchan followed Ling Lanheng closely and stared curiously at the moving guy with his eyes closed.

From time to time, Ling Lanheng's face appeared with a ferocious expression, shouting: "Kill, kill, kill you all!"

After a while, Ling Lanheng danced again and shouted, "Don't run! Your young master Ling is here!"

In the end, Yu Wenchan could only make a judgment most often given to Yu Wenchan to Ling Lanheng: "Madman!"

However, he went crazy, but Yuwenchan pressed the one on Ling Lanheng's shoulder but never let go.

Somewhere in the yellow spring, there was a yellow spring. The big bird Garouluo flew to the surface of the big spring and spit out a mouthful of blue spring fire into the spring.

The loud fire made the water on the spring boil, constantly emitting yellow * smoke.

"Wow--" The water on the spring suddenly spewed out into the sky, and the water arrows shot straight into Garuda's abdomen!

Garuda waved his wings and threw all the water arrows back.

A monster's head slowly rose from the bottom of the spring, gradually revealing its complete body.

It is a giant snake, more than 20 meters long, with a waist as thick as a century-old tree, and a pair of green eyes like copper bells are staring at Garuda fiercely.

Garuda was not willing to show weakness at all. He waved his wings and pounced on the head of the giant snake with his claws.

The giant snake's head was deflected, deftly dodged Garuda's grasp, and took the opportunity to entangled Garuda with his body.

The thick body of the giant snake made Garuda cackle all over, as if the bones were about to be crushed. Garuda sounded wildly, his body suddenly shrank, and suddenly released it, and bombarded the giant snake out.

With a plop, the giant snake fell into a spring dozens of meters away, stirring up countless splashes, and then disappeared.

Garuda was very unwilling and aimed at the spring and sprayed fire. At this time, countless water arrows squeaked and shot from the lake to Garuda. Hiddenly, there seemed to be something wrapped in these water arrows, but Garuda didn't pay attention.

Until Garuda slapped those water arrows that he thought could not hurt himself with his wings, he suddenly felt a sharp pain.

Its big wings were actually punched into many bloody holes, dense, so scary!