"What's going on? The emperor's brother should be able to easily defeat the power of the real person in the South China Sea. "Gu Youlan looked at Song Li, who was a little embarrassed in the battle circle and murmured to herself.

Congshan, Li Kangtian, Li Jing and others frowned and wanted to come forward to help, but was stopped by Ning Qianxue.

"Don't hurry and take a look." Ning Qianxue said softly to everyone.

Under the powerful offensive of the South China Sea Real Man, Song Li's figure has always been on the verge of being hit. Every dodging seemed to have consumed Song Li's great energy.

"It seems that many people are interested in my real strength. It doesn't matter. I will let you see the real strength of me, Song Li." Song Li smiled in his heart and was very leisurely avoiding the attack of the real person in the South China Sea. Every time he avoided, he was very careful. To outsiders, Song Li seemed a little overwhelmed, as if he would be hit with the next move.

"But this is not a solution. The Nanhai Zhenren has the cultivation level of the Mahayana stage. Before he exerts the power of space, I will stop this battle. Otherwise, I will have to exert my full strength against the power of space of the Mahayana stage. Now is not the time to reveal my strength." Song Lixin pondered.

Among the people present, except for the few people from Mingce Mansion and Taiyue Sect, there were very few people who had actually seen Song Li take action, and there were even fewer people who had seen Song Li take action after the fifth level of the clone. Although it was rumored that Song Li was very strong, very strong, and often killed people over the level, the rumors were just rumors after all, and no one could be sure of what Song Li’s real combat power was.

It is precisely because of this that Song Li decided not to reveal his true strength before he met Hill.

Although he may not be able to deceive Hill, his true combat power is still a mystery. Let Hill guess that when facing Hill, it is also beneficial to Song Li.

Hill is a member of the Gods, and Song Li can basically confirm this. Moreover, from Zhuge Pingjie, it is very likely that Hill is already a strong man in the Mahayana period. The strong man in the first level of the Gods is also very difficult for Song Li, and he cannot guarantee that he can kill him. Therefore, Song Li must call on all factors that are strong against him before facing Hill.

"Uh, this didn't hit you." Seeing that Song Li avoided the last wave of sword shadows, the real person in Nanhai was stunned.

At this time, Song Li let out a long mouthful, and a few beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Oh, suppressing one's own strength is more tiring than releasing it with all your strength," Song Li said bitterly in his heart.

"Hmph, the eighth floor of the clone actually staggered and avoided my sword formation. I am so proud. If you get entangled, I will be really rude." The real person in Nanhai scolded.

"Zhang Kuang, although my cultivation level is not as good as you, don't forget that I, Song Li, are still an alchemist." Song Li said with a big breath.

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't delay. His hands shook, and with his hands as the center, a huge ball of fire suddenly appeared.

The purple flames, like life, thumping and bursting out their own power.

Everyone on the Nebula Continent knew that Song Li was a very talented alchemist, and even more so that Song Li had a very powerful flame, so Song Li did not suppress the power of the Emperor Fire at this time and allowed him to roar wildly.

The sea of ​​fire was like a tide, covering the sky, and the heat erupted made the air in the first floor of the Tantric ruins rise.

Everyone subconsciously retreated, wanting the purple flame released by Song Li, and the one who felt the deepest about this heat was the closest real person in the South China Sea.

"What kind of flame is this? How could it be so powerful?" The real man from Nanhai was stunned and said while retreating. Even though he had entered the Mahayana stage, he did not dare to directly contact the Emperor Fire.

"Well, it's worthy of being called the most talented alchemist in the history of the Nebula Continent. It's normal to have such a powerful flame." The man in black nodded repeatedly, feeling the unparalleled fire, pondered for a little, and then said, "I just don't know who is more powerful than my Ten Thousand Poison Fire."

"It seems that I overestimate Song Li. I heard that Song Li often killed people above the level. I originally thought that his combat power was so strong. In this way, his combat power was only so. Even the real person in the South China Sea could not defeat the power of one move. The power of this flame was very powerful. This should be his trump card." Hill looked at the flames in the sky without turning his eyes and murmured.

The fire in the sky just formed a fire wall that others could not get close to, blocking between Song Li and the Nanhai Real Man.

Taking advantage of this gap, Song Lichi turned around and flew towards the Heaven-killing Soul Pestle behind him.

"Uh, Song Li wants to block the real person in the South China Sea and then recognize the master with the Heaven-killing Soul Pestle, which is too cunning." Hill said softly, and then quickly sent a voice to remind the real person in the South China Sea.

The real person in Nanhai was also stunned. After receiving Hill's voice transmission, he couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Hill said it lightly. It was not him who surrounded the flames. I also had to stop Song Li. How could I stop it? The flames could not get close at all, let alone break through." The real person in Nanhai cursed in his heart.

Through the flames, the real person in the South China Sea saw that Song Li had begun to continuously inject his true energy into the Heaven-killing Soul Pestle.

"Haha, it's done," Song Li shouted excitedly.

Sure enough, after Song Li injected his true energy into the Heaven-killing Soul Pestle, his mind immediately moved, and the huge Heaven-killing Soul Pestle instantly became the same size as Song Li. Song Li held it in his hand,

Very lightweight, too.

At this time, Song Li could feel more clearly that the huge power of the soul in the soul pestle was imprisoned in the soul pestle was overwhelming. Song Li knew that if he could really control the soul pestle, his combat power would be greatly improved. He couldn't help but sigh that this soul pestle is indeed a treasure, but now although this soul pestle has become his own treasure, it will take some time to refine it if he wants to exert the full power of this soul pestle.

"Damn it, he still robbed him." Hill said viciously in secret, but there was not much anxiety in his heart. In his opinion, even if Song Li now takes the Heaven-Slaying Soul Pestle for himself, judging by Song Li's fight with the South China Sea real person just now, although Song Li's strength exceeds his cultivation level, it is still limited. Such combat power cannot protect the Heaven-Slaying Soul Pestle at all.

"Let him be happy for a while, and wait until I will find the relics of Amitabha, and then I will snatch back the Heaven-killing Soul Pestle." Hill thought to himself.

Of course, he had thought that Song Li had just hidden his strength, but after careful consideration, he felt that it was really impossible. The Nanhai Zhenren is a strong man who has entered the Mahayana stage. Song Li's clone's cultivation level at the eighth level, how could he hide his strength when he fought against the Nanhai Zhenren?

The face of the real person in Nanhai looked very ugly. Song Li was obviously not his opponent in strength. As long as he continued to use another move, he could completely defeat Song Li. At that time, the Heaven-killing Soul Pestle would be his. However, he did not expect that Song Li was so cunning and used his powerful flame to set up a fire wall to block himself from the outside.

"Hmph, you only have flames, it's worth mentioning." The real person in Nanhai naturally did not want to accept the fact that he failed to snatch the Heaven-killing Soul Pestle, and said viciously.

"Hehe, this flame is enough. Is there anything else? Well, I won't play with you anymore." Song Li smiled softly, then turned around and returned to the crowd of Taiyue Sect and Mingce Mansion.

When he returned to his own people, Song Li took back the flames.

Seeing that Song Li had returned to the Mingce Mansion and the Taiyue Sect, the real person in Nanhai observed that although the people of these two forces were not as strong as the Mahayana stage, they were all in the Clan stage, and there was also a woman with the eighth level of clone, with a large number of people. Not long after he had just entered the Mahayana stage, he had not yet fully understood the laws of space and did not have complete confidence to defeat these people, so he did not dare to step forward.

"This Heaven-killing Soul Pestle is mine, why do you want to continue fighting?" Song Li sneered and looked at both sides. The meaning was that I have so many helpers.

"Hello, I don't believe you can protect me." Nanhai Zhenren said angrily. He didn't have much deeper feelings for Song Li, but this incident just now made him too shameless. He was obviously stronger than Song Li, but he couldn't take action at will. This is the most painful thing for a strong man.

"Song Li, that's all. He is not a person who can't touch. I'm still very interested in the good things of the Heaven-killing Soul Pestle." Giroud saw all this in his eyes, narrowed his eyes slightly, and murmured.

"Are you addicted to acting?" Seeing that Nanhai real person had already walked away, Ning Qianxue glared at Song Li in a pretty face.

"Hehe, I'm worried about you, but this drama must be performed, so many people are paying attention to me." Song Li smiled, a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes.

The biggest purpose of Song Li snatching the Heavenly Killing Soul Pestle was to make those people from the Presbyterian Church think that they were indeed coming for treasures in the Tantric ruins. At the same time, Song Li really didn't want this thing to be obtained by the gods. The gods have been collecting ghosts for a long time, and this Heavenly Killing Soul Pestle may be the most densely populated place for the ghosts of the Nebula Continent. Of course, such things cannot be obtained by the gods.

But I didn't expect that the Nanhai Zhenren would suddenly get a kick, and the Nanhai Zhenren is already a powerful man who has just entered the Mahayana stage.

Regardless of Song Li, he didn't care, and happened to use the live person in Nanhai to perform another drama, so that those who were eager to know their true strength would be even more confused and could not guess what was wrong.

There is no reason not to use what you get, let alone the powerful ancient demon soldiers.

However, after completely feeling the soul pestle, Song Li fell into a silence. Although the soul pestle had already recognized its master on the surface, it was not a simple matter to truly control the power of the soul pestle.
Chapter completed!