The next day Ding Huan continued to practice the Nine Paths.

When Ding Huan grabbed the 326th spear, he fired out one shot and hundreds of gun lights exploded in front of the gun.

Boom boom boom! Rows of giant trees were torn apart under the light of the gun, but the wooden gun in Ding Huan's hand showed no sign of cracking.

Ding Huan looked at the wooden gun in his hand, and his heart calmed down.

In that shot just now, he used the spear to unleash thousands of killing intent, but did not let his wooden spear be destroyed by the killing intent.

Because the gun was his companion, he managed to roll out the killing move without using the wooden gun to bear the pressure, so his wooden gun did not break into pieces.

In the future, as his cultivation improves, he will feel the spirit of the spear more deeply. Not to mention that the spear will emit thousands of rays, and the spear will drop thousands of souls.

Even if there are thousands of rays of light, it is normal for the gun to drop hundreds of millions of souls.

Because Mu Mu has no killing intention, this gun method can only progress faster through real killing. Only when blood is seen can there be life.

Good shot!

How can such a good shot not have a name?

The first shot of these nine paths is called...

Kill ten thousand times, it won’t work, it’s tacky and lacks momentum.

His single shot reduced thousands of trees to rubble.

Why not just call...

On September 8th of next year, when my gun comes out, ten thousand souls will be killed! It’s called Broken Soul.

Ding Huan held the wooden gun in his hand, and pride suddenly rose in his chest.

He can't do it on September 8th after Autumn. He has to go to Changyi Continent to take revenge, and it can only happen next year.

If I return to the universe in the next year, I will let those thousands of souls be reduced to dregs under my own guns.

(That’s it for today’s update, good night, friends. Laowu asks for monthly support!)
Chapter completed!